Chapter 7

Betty braced for the bullet, but was surprised it never came. When she opened her eyes, she saw webbing inside the gun holster. She looked over and saw SpiderMan leaning against the door frame.

"Uh, you know the door was right next to the window," Spidey said sarcasticly.

"SPIDERMAN!" Blackie yelled, "Get him boys!" He ordered his goons, who tried to attack Spidey.

"Wow," Spidey began his normal banter, "All of you come nicely dressed up, and I didn't even wear a tie for the occasion, what a pity. What a moment," he then spun a web tie onto his neck, "What do you think? Is grey my color?" He asked innocently. When they all jumped at him, he leaped into the air and shot webs all over them, "I'm not sure if it is, but I must say, it looks quite becoming on you guys." While Spidey was fighting the bad guys, Betty looked around for Ned. Where did he go? Oh, he did NOT just ditch me! She was going to have a little "chat" with him later. Spidey was going to town on all the goons so much, his spider-sense didn't kick in on Blackie raising the gun towards his back. When it finally did kick in, he heard a thunk, and turned around to see Betty holding a chair above her head, behind an unconscience Blackie.

"Wow, thanks," he said looking around at his handy work.

"No prob," she said, putting down the chair, "Didn't want to have to bandage you up again," she smiled. Spidey looked around, and saw no one was left, except the preacher, who was shaking in his shoes behind the podium. While Spidey went to help him, Betty saw Ned come back in.

"Hey, babe. You alright?" he asked like nothing had happened.

"Alright? ALRIGHT? How can I be alright? You left me here! All you worried about was yourself! Marriage is about all for one, and one for all, not EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF! A marriage should be a- a- a can't eat, can't sleep, reach for the stars, over the fence, World Series kind of thing! And that's not how it is with you!" She yelled.

"What are you saying?" Ned said glaring. Spidey then walked over and stood beside Betty.

"She's saying she will not marry you, now leave," he stated bluntly. Ned huffed then turned on his heel and left. Betty finally breathed a sigh of relief, a sigh she didn't know she was actually holding. Spidey noticed, and decided now or never. He had tried once before to tell her who he was, and now was as good as time as any to try again, and he wasn't worried about the preacher knowing, not with what he had in mind.

"Betty?" he asked, "Do you love me?" Betty was startled at first by the question. Then she smiled and nodded. SpiderMan smiled, then asked, "Betty, will you marry me?" Betty's eyes went wide in response, and she turned away.

"I- I- don't know. I don't really know YOU all that well, I know only the person with the mask. It would be scary to go into a relationship without knowing who I was marrying," she whispered. Peter smiled softly.

"I thought you would say that," he said taking his mask off. He then grabbed Betty's shoulder, "Turn around." When she turned she saw the face of Peter Parker, the man she had been wishing had proposed to her, just did! He was also very nervous by what she could tell. She grabbed his hand, turned to face him, then grabbed the other.

"Yes, Peter Benjamin Parker. I will marry you," she leaned in to kiss him, but he stopped her.

"Not yet," he winked, "Hey, preacher? Will you do a little private marriage ceremony right now?" The preacher nodded, took his place back at the podium.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join Ms. Betty Brant and Mr. Peter Parker in marriage..."

The End