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Author's Note: I am like the worst person ever. My laptop had been gone for two weeks, and then I went through the worst case of writer's block I've ever had in my life. But today, I forced myself to finish this chapter! And look, it's done!

So hopefully I'll have the alternate ending posted tonight too, but if not, then tomorrow.

SO ENJOY THE LAST OFFICIAL CHAPTER OF BEHIND THE HERO! THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR GOING ON THIS JOURNEY WITH ME!

ENJOY!

Captain Stacy's funeral took place a few days later. Sudden, I know but Gwen's family wanted this over and done with. And I can't blame them.

Also in the past couple of days, I've been anxiously awaiting Eddie's return to take me home. He hasn't showed up yet, and it's making me feel uneasy. Hell, I can't even sleep properly some nights because I'm so worried. For Gwen, myself, Peter.

Peter's kind of withdrawed from me. Since the night Captain Stacy died, he kind of stopped talking to me altogether. I tried calling him, but all messages went to voice mail, and all my texts went ignored. Eventually, I just marched myself over to his house, pounded on the door, and demanded that he come talk to me. Unfortunately, it was May who answered the door, and she told me that Peter wasn't home.

Which was a total lie, because I could see the light on in his room right before I left.

I didn't press, though. I just thanked May, before I turned around and trudged back home. I wanted so badly to tell Peter that I had no idea how much longer I'd be around, but he won't even answer my calls. This was something that I had to tell him face to face. It's really the only way I could try and communicate with me.

Whatever. That was yesterday night. Today was the day of Captain Stacy's funeral, so Mom dropped Sara off at Daycare before the two of us took a cab to the funeral home.

Gwen told us to get there early, because a lot of people were coming to the funeral. And she wasn't kidding around. There was already a big crowd of people when Shelia and I got there, and it took me a while to find Gwen.

As soon as I spotted her, I went running. She caught sight of me, and she dropped everything she was doing. She ran right over to me. We collided, and Gwen burst into tears.

I comforted her as best as I could as we waited for the rest of the guests to show up. We weren't all that surprised when we saw a few of our teachers, but we both got the shock of a lifetime when we saw Flash Thompson showed up. Flash and I looked at each other once, and we came to this sort of silent agreement not to say anything.

Peter didn't come. I'm not surprised, with the way he was avoiding both Gwen and I like we were the plague, and with the guilt on his face that night, he probably couldn't take it.

What do you know, it was raining that day. I can't control the weather, but I felt like this was gonna happen. Isn't that always the way? A rainstorm on the day of a funeral?

The service was tear jerking, and I cried a few times, even though I didn't know Captain Stacy all that well. Some people went home after the service, and others (mostly just family) went back to Gwen's home. Gwen and I stuck to each other like glue the whole day, and when it finally came time for me to go home, Gwen didn't want me to leave.

"Wouldn't you rather be taking care of your mother and brothers right now?" I asked, standing in the doorway.

Gwen sniffled. "I would rather you help me comfort them," She argued.

Before I could argue again, Gwen grabbed my hands and gave them a tight squeeze. "Please, Mads. Stay. Just for tonight."

So that night, I stayed at Gwen's. And I stayed the next night. And the next night, too. And the next night, and the next night. I kept waiting for Eddie to come and take me away, but I just assumed that he was being nice enough to let me say goodbye.

And when I woke up this morning, I had this weird morning. Like today was the day.

So I packed my things, hugged and kissed Mrs. Stacy goodbye, and told Gwen that I'd be back later that night. I just wanted to get some clothes. I stood in the hallway of the Stacy house, and had to hold my tears back.

Gwen notices everything about me though, and she caught my tears forming. "Mads? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

I wiped at my tears before launching myself at Gwen, wrapping my arms tightly around her. "You are truly the best friend anybody could ever ask for, you know that right?"

And she really was. Gwen Stacy reminded me a lot of my best friend back in my old world, but Gwen had found herself a special place in my heart. Gwen could tell if anything was wrong with me right away, so I couldn't hide anything from her. She was willing to put everyone else before herself, and I admire that about her. I admire her bravery, her drive, her honesty, her intelligence. I loved everything about Gwen Stacy, and Gwen Stacy loved everything about me.

I don't think I could have gotten along as good with Mary-Jane Watson.

I could tell Gwen was confused, but she hugged me back anyways. "I know, and you're not that bad either." She pulled back, staring at me in confusion. "Are you okay?"

"Absolutely fine," I assured her. I tore my gaze away from her, and leaned down to grab my travel bag. "I'll see you later, okay?" I said, turning my back and walking right out the door.

"Okay," Gwen said. "Bye, Mads."

Now that Gwen couldn't see me, I let my tears fall free. "Bye, Gwen."

When I got home, it had started to rain. Man, I never knew that it could rain so much in New York. Anyways, I ran up to my room, wanting to get there and see if Peter was home.

I dropped my bags to the ground and ran right for my window. I drew the curtains back, and I could see the light on in Peter's room.

That's all I need for me to leave my and room and head outside. I tugged my knitted hat lower on my head because it was moving due to the wind, and stomped my way over to the Parker household. I pounded on the door, and waited for May to answer.

I was planning on blasting Peter all the way to Canada for avoiding me, but I stopped myself as he answered the door.

He just looked so...defeated. Like he hadn't won the fight with Connors and everyone in New York was running around like lizard people. It was like he was...guilt ridden.

I just lost my voice when I saw him. Instead of yelling like I was planning, in a small voice, I said, "Mind if I come in?"

He just slightly nods, and opens the door slightly more for me to walk in. I do, and I don't feel the same warmth as I did when I first walked into the Parker household. I mean, the warmth was still there, it just...changed.

Peter led me upstairs and into his room. I couldn't help but smile as I looked all around it, realizing that this was the first time I had been in his room. "Nice room. Not like how I remember it." Though I don't remember it at all.

Peter gestures for me to sit on his bed, and I do. Things are really tense between us, and I don't like it.

He sat in his computer chair. "How was...uh..."

"Captain Stacy's funeral?" I finished for him, and he nodded appreciatively. I knew there was no way he'd be able to get those words out. "It was nice. They fired rifles. People made speeches. It was nice."

He nodded again. "And how-how is Gwen?"

I gently lifted a shoulder. "Holding up better than I thought she would, I guess. She's just trying to be strong, you know? For her mom and her brothers."

Peter nodded yet again, before getting up and sitting next to me. It looks like he's about to say something, but I talk before he can, "Why have you been avoiding me? Why aren't you answering my texts? I mean, I'm not trying to be clingy or anything, it's just that we were just through something very traumatizing and I wanted to know if you were okay."

He took a deep breath, before he looked over at me, and looked me right in the eye. And his next three words stop my heart. "I love you."

Peter Parker loves me. He is in love with me. I'm speechless. I have no words. How am I supposed to respond to something like that?

Oh yeah, by saying 'I love you' back.

This is it. This is my opportunity to say it before I leave. He needs to know.

"But it's because I love you," Peter started before I could say anything. "That I can't be with you."

Wait, what?

He gave me a sympathetic look. "I don't want you getting hurt. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you."

I gave him a look. "Peter, if you haven't noticed, I can take care of myself. Who got you the antidote to save the city?"

"But you only helped because I put you in that position," Peter argued. "I don't want to do that to you."

I opened my mouth, before I closed it. Why am I arguing? I came here to do the exact same thing. Break up with him. Maybe...maybe this was the out that I needed.

I took a deep breath, and stood up. "Okay," I said, nodding my head.

"Okay?" Peter repeated, standing up too. "Just like that?"

I threw my arms up in the air, fighting my tears. "What do you want me to say, Peter? You want to break up, and there's nothing I can do."

Peter's eyes are bright with tears, and he fought to keep them back. "I'm sorry, Madeline. But we can't be together."

I squeezed my eyes shut, taking deep, shaky breaths. I had to keep reminding myself that this was good, that he was giving me the perfect opportunity to help him let me go.

I opened my eyes, and at first, it's hard to see Peter through my tears. I blinked them back, and took another deep breath. "I'm sorry, too."

I pushed past Peter, making my way to the door. I stopped with my hand on the doorknob. There's one thing that I want to know.

I turned my head to look at Peter. "What brought all this on? You tried to make me leave you and your Spider-Man business alone before, and I was able to convince you not to. What changed?"

Peter didn't answer me as he looked down at his toes. Peter was completely fine with me helping him before...before Captain Stacy died.

"He made you promise, didn't he?" I asked him, my chest tightening. "To stay away from me?"

Peter looked back up at me, but didn't say anything. "I'm sorry," He said.

Okay, I had to leave now, before I started crying in front of him. I wanted to leave with some sort of dignity. I nodded, before finally turning the doorknob. I practically ran down the stairs, and ignored May's calls as I opened the front door and stepped out.

I brought my arm up to try and block the rain as I ran over to my house. I went straight to my room, and began looking all around my room. If I was leaving, could I take some keepsakes with me? Once when Peter and I were hanging out, he took pictures of me. Just pictures of me being silly, me eating, doing homework. The bracelet that Gwen had bought me, even though I begged her not to. Could I take that stuff with me?

I picked up a picture of Peter and I, one that was my favourite. I had my arms wrapped around him, and we were sharing a kiss. I hadn't noticed that he had taken his camera out and snapped a picture of us until I had heard the click, and then I playfully pushed him.

It was when I was looking at the picture that I finally broke down. The tears that were building up in my eyes streamed freely down my face, and I hastily wiped at them, trying to keep myself strong.

But the truth was...I didn't want to leave. All the relationships I had built here were too important for me to just say goodbye to. Gwen was my sister. All I said to her was I was coming back, and I wasn't even going to be going back.

And Peter...Peter was the love of my life. I didn't know how it happened, but it did. I wanted nothing more than to run back to his house and stay in his arms forever, but I can't do that. I can't do it, because we're too different. In terms of which universe we come from, that is.

I felt a whoosh from behind me, and I shut my eyes in anticipation. I took a couple short breaths, before I turned around. "I'm ready."

"Ready to do what?" Eddie asked, and he sounded confused.

Now it was my turn to be confused. "Go...home?"

"What do you mean?" Eddie asked. "You're not going home."

I'm not...what?

"What?" I breathed.

"What made you think you were going home?" Eddie queried, crossing his arms.

I couldn't think straight. I wasn't going home? I'd get to stay here? With Peter? With Gwen?

"You told me that as soon as I was done with Connors, I was gone," I said, trying not to let my voice crack.

"No," Eddie said slowly. "I said that as soon as you were good here, you were gone."

"But isn't that the same thing?" I asked him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"What?" Eddie asked, and he looked ready to shake me. "Listen, do you know how many issues of Spider-Man there are?"

I gave him a look. "Does it look like I do?"

He leaned forward. "Over five hundred. And out of all those, Spider-Man makes many enemies. Did you honestly think that Connors was going to be his only enemy?"

I didn't know what to say. I should have seen that one coming. "Uh...yeah?" I answered honestly.

"Honestly, for a smart person, you're pretty stupid," Eddie sighed. "You're not going anywhere. Not for a while."

"Wait, so you're saying that I get to stay?" I asked, my heart ready to take off.

Eddie just gave me a look. "How many languages must I say it in? Is English not good enough? You're staying here."

I couldn't help the squeal that erupted out of my chest. I lurched forward and wrapped my arms around Eddie. I laughed, feeling my body shake with giddiness.

"I get to stay!" I cried out. This time, tears of happiness were slipping down my face. I opened my eyes, and they landed on the picture of me and Peter that was on my bedside table, and I'm jolted back into the present. "I have to go tell Peter!"

"Wait!" Eddie said, grabbing my arm before I could run for the door. "You can't tell Peter."

"Why not?" I asked him.

"You're seriously going to tell your ex-boyfriend-" I flinched when he said "ex-boyfriend" "-that instead of going back to the universe where he's a fictional character, you're staying here to guide him?"

I slumped, and Eddie let go of my arm. He did have a point. "So I can never tell him and Gwen who I really am?"

"Not unless it's a life or death situation," Eddie started. "Or until you leave. Telling them is strictly against our rules, and will result in an elimination, effective immediately."

"Elimination, as in?" I said, praying that it's not what I think it is.

"As in you'll immediately be sent back home, and your mind will be erased of the entire experience," Eddie explained. "At least if you properly finish the job, you'll be allowed to keep your memories."

"That's true," I said as I went and sat in the arm chair I had in the corner of my room. I leaned forward. "Hang on. You said that it's against 'our' rules," I started. "Do you mean there's a council-ish thing? What, do you just pluck up random people off of the street and plop them in comic book worlds?"

Eddie thought about my question. "Yeah, pretty much. But not random people. We select the people that the superhero needs."

"Wait," I said, standing up. "I didn't expect you to agree with me. Are you telling me that there are other comic book worlds that are real?"

"Comic books, movies, books, TV shows," Eddie rattled off. "The possibilities are endless."

"So, I could have been put into, say, the Hunger Games? Or The Vampire Diaries?" I asked.

"Yes, I suppose, but you aren't needed there," Eddie said, and he put both his hands on my arms. "You are needed right here, right by Peter Parker's side."

I took a deep breath. "You're right. You're absolutely right."

Eddie smiled. "Oh, I know I am. And in about ten seconds, your mother is going to walk through the door, so I'm gonna book it."

I smiled back at him. "See you later, Eddie."

"Bye, and good luck, Madeline."

A whoosh of air, and just as Eddie disappears, Shelia opened my door. "Mads? Are you okay?"

I took a deep breath. "Yeah, actually. I think I am."

Despite Peter breaking up with me, I knew that I had to deal with those feelings if I still wanted to be here and help him. And I'm okay with not being with Peter, as long as I still get to be around him, and hear his cute laugh, and look at his gorgeous smile...

Okay, maybe not that okay.

I stood beside Gwen as she took some stuff out of her locker. I couldn't help but let my gaze wander over to where Peter was, as his and Gwen's lockers weren't that far apart. I always managed to look away before he could catch me, and I'd pretend to be examining my nails.

After Gwen grabbed her last book, we both turned around to leave. I got a glimpse of the shirt that Flash was wearing, and I rolled my eyes when I saw that it was the Spider on Peter's costume.

Gwen must have seen it too, because she leaned over and whispered, "I still can't believe that Peter is Spider-Man."

"You remember you can't tell anyone, right?" I whispered back. I'd be doing a horrible job at being his guide if I couldn't keep his secret.

"Oh, I remember," She said, and I sighed in relief. "He's a good guy. I wouldn't want to be the person to take down Spider-Man."

"Thanks," I said with a smile.

"Besides, he's my best friend's boyfriend," Gwen stated. "I wouldn't take him down without your permission first."

My smile became more forced. I hadn't told Gwen about my break up. I don't know why, but I just couldn't. I was too happy that I was able to stay with Gwen that I didn't want this to create drama.

We walked into the classroom, and I went to my assigned seat, which happened to be in front of Peter. However, he didn't show up until maybe five minutes into the lesson, which doesn't make much sense to me, because I had just seen him before class had started.

"Mr. Parker, tardy again," the teacher said as he went over to his seat behind me. I couldn't help but squirm a little, but I kept my gaze firmly trained on the blackboard.

"I'm sorry, it really won't happen again, I promise," Peter said as he sat down.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Mr. Parker," The teacher told him, before she turned around.

I was so focused on trying not to focus on Peter that I almost missed him slightly leaning over and whispering, "But those are the best kind."

I couldn't help the shiver that went up and down my back at his words, and I couldn't help a teensy smile that spread on my face as I thought about one of the promises that he had recently made.

At the end of class, I grabbed Peter's arm and dragged him into one of the janitor's closets. I switched the light on, before turning to face him. "Someone's very whispery."

Peter cracked a smile, crossing his arms. "Maybe I am."

I took a deep breath, trying not to excite myself. "Did you really mean it?"

Peter just stood there for a few seconds, staring at me. Then, in two strides, he was cupping my face, and his lips were on mine.

I happily kissed him back, dropping my bag to the ground and wrapping my arms around him. I stood on my tipy toes, trying to kiss him as much as I could. He pushed me so that my back was against the door of the room.

He eventually pulled back, and we were both smiling like idiots. Peter gently stroked my bottom lip with his thumb as he said, "Yes. I really meant it."

I sighed happily. Everything was falling together. My heart hammered hard against my chest as I pondered my next thought. Did I dare?

I gulped, and prepared myself to put my heart out there. Even though I was so nervous, my next words fell so easily from my lips. "I love you."

Peter's eyes lit up, and he's kissing me again. "I love you so much, Madeline Beckett," He whispered against my lips.

His lips went from my lips to my neck, and I whispered back, "And I love you too."

I convinced Peter to come over for dinner (more like Shelia demanded it when she found out that Peter and I were dating) and I had just finished putting on earrings when I heard something behind me.

I whirled around, but saw nothing there. "Eddie, if you're trying to play some sort of joke on me, I swear, it is not the right time and I will not hesitate to push you out my window."

There was no response. I looked over to my window, and saw that it was in fact open, and the memory of me opening before I took a shower came back to me. I went over to it, closing it shut.

"Thank God," A new voice says, and it's eerily familiar. "I was starting to freeze."

I whipped around, only to come face to face with...myself?

"Who are you?" I asked, my heart hammering against my chest.

Other Madeline smirked. "Why Madeline, I'm you, of course."

"No, you're not," I said, covering myself with my arms. "You can't be me."

"And why not?" She asked, turning around to look into my mirror. "We have the same face, the same body build, the same eyes, the same voice," Other Madeline rattled off. She clicked her tongue. "The only thing different about us is that my hair is blonde, and yours is brown."

"Okay, seeing as I know Eddie is a figment of my imagination, you are too," I said, standing straight. "So...begone."

Other Madeline looked at me, before she burst into laughter. "Oh Madeline, it's going to take a lot more than a 'begone' to get rid of me."

"Then what do I have to say?" I asked, walking towards her. "Abracadabra? Hocus Pocus? Get the hell out of my room?"

"Well, that's a start," Other Madeline said as she played with her hair.

"What are you even doing here? What are you supposed to be?" I asked, crossing my arms.

She adjusted her bangs, and then turned to face me. "I'm you, Madeline. At least, I'm the you that's still loyal to her family."

"What do you mean?"

"Your family back home. You miss them, don't you?" Other Madeline asked.

"Yeah, I guess, but-"

"And you want to go home, don't you?"

"Sort of, but-"

"Then I can take you home," She said. "Me and my council don't believe it's right to take people out of their lives and force them to live another, so we right the wrongs that Eddie and his people do."

"So, you're like the anti Eddie?"

"That's right."

"Then why do you look like me?" I asked.

"Because I'm the part of you that craves going home," She said. "You may shut your feelings down in favour of staying here, but it's still there. You still miss home."

I squirmed uncomfortably. "Of course I miss home. But I'm needed here."

"I could always take you back, and wipe your memories of this place so it'll be as if you were never here," She said.

"But I don't want that!" I argued. I shut my eyes tightly closed, and balled my hands into fists. "Just get out of my head!"

"This isn't the last time you'll see me, Madeline," Other Madeline said, and when I opened my eyes again, she was gone.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked myself in the mirror again. I carefully adjusted my necklace, but my mind eventually drifted back to what Other Madeline had said.

I'm still loyal to my family. I hadn't done anything to make them think I wasn't.

I mean, I was taken and placed here, not out of my own free will. But, I did choose to be here out of own free will. I could have taken Other Madeline's offer, or gone and blabbed the whole thing to Gwen or Peter, and that would have gotten me sent home for sure.

But I loved it here. I love Peter, and I love Gwen. I loved everything about New York City.

And I wasn't ready to give it up.

A knock at my window brought me out of my thoughts, and I looked over to my window. I rolled my eyes when I saw Peter, hanging by one of his webs. I went over to the window, and opened it.

"You look beautiful," He said, leaning over and stealing a kiss. He held up a bouquet of flowers, and they looked like they had gotten crushed on his way up here.

"Uh, I got these for your mom," He said.

I nodded, looking at the deformed flowers. "Well, I'm sure she'll appreciate the thought."

"They were nicer," He mumbled, before he buried his face into the flowers.

I laughed, bringing his face out of the flowers. "Listen, you need to come in through the front door."

"Why?" He asked.

"What are you gonna say to my mother when you come downstairs with me?" I asked. "That you had used your spider powers to climb through my window?"

Peter grumbled. "I hate it when you make sense."

"One of us has to be the smart one."

Peter moved to leave through the window, and then he stopped. He turned his head so that he was facing me. "Hey. I love you."

I grinned as my heart warmed. "I love you too."

I gave Peter a kiss on his cheek, and then proceeded to push him out the window. Don't worry, he caught himself before he could go crashing to the ground, but he playfully stuck his tongue out at me before he made his way over to the front door.

I ran down the stairs, the smell of my mother's lasagna and garlic bread spreading in the air. Just as I reached the bottom of the stairs, there was a knock at the front. I went over, opened it, and sure enough, Peter was on the other side.

I looked behind me to see if Shelia or Sara were around, and stepped outside, leaving the door open. I cupped Peter's face as I kissed him, and his hands went to my lower back.

We were kissing for what seemed to be an eternity when I heard someone clear their throat. I pulled back, expecting to see Shelia, but got the shock of a life time when I saw a man around my dad's age walking up the drive.

I looked over to Peter, who was flushing red. "Hey, Mr. Beck-"

"Daddy!" I heard Sara, and she pushed past me to run over to the man. He grinned, and leaned down to pick her up, swirling her around in the air.

"David?" I heard Shelia's confused voice as she stepped out of the house.

I looked from Peter, to Shelia, and then to Sara in the man's arms.

Mr. Beckett. David. Daddy.

Was this man my...?

There was a whoosh beside me. "Wish you had accepted my offer yet?" Other Madeline asked.

TBH...IN THE SEQUEL!

BOOM, SNAP!

OH MAN, LOOKS LIKE THERE IS SOME TROUBLE BREWING!

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Sorry I had a Klaus Mikaelson moment over there.

And I clearly don't have it in for Peter, because she's still there, isn't she?

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AND SHE'S STILL HERE! SHE STILL GETS TO LIVE HER LIFE WITH PETER!

And did you read my other fanfics? That's so awesome of you! And yeah, I have read Behind the Mask (I LOVE IT SO MUCH). And to be honest, I had no idea Behind the Mask existed until after I published Behind the Hero. A friend of mine was going to use the title Behind the Mask for HER Spider Man story, but I had to tell her she couldn't after I found out that there already WAS one called Behind the Hero.

And it's okay! I ADORE long reviews! It makes me feel happy that I was worthy enough for someone to rant!

And congrats on being First Reviewer! ;)

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And this thing won't come to an end until the sequel!

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And I know, I've always had that problem, but this chapter I was careful not to switch tenses. Hopefully I did a better job this time! Like I said before, I love long reviews, especially if they have constructive criticism, like yours does :)

Narutoske: She's staying! I mean, did you really think that we could get rid of Mads that easily?

Her and Peter did break up, but she at the time she thought she was going home, and in her mind, it was a good thing. But thank God that's not the case! I would have dropped to the ground and sobbed if I really did that.

No I'm kidding I would have laughed.

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Baraziblondie2: You don't know how big of a compliment that is to me. That the love that I write is real. It makes me feel like I'm doing something right! Here's your update!

KayKay08: HERE IS THE UPDATE! I APOLOGIZE FOR THE WAIT!

Spiderman'sgirl1: Thank you! I honestly didn't know if I wanted to include that part, but I thought "what the hell?" and stuck it in there to see people's reactions. And no one's made her feel the way Peter does, and she sees him as the one that'll always love her, and he will.

WELL SHE'S STILL HERE, ISN'T SHE? AND THEY'RE STILL A COUPLE!

Guest 3: HERE IS YOUR UPDATE!

Shatteredxo: Thank you! I love Mads and Gwen too! I just think that they're really amazing and funny together and team them up, nothing is gonna stop them. And hell yeah, they're totally kick ass! And I wanted to catch that adorkableness of Peter because it's what drew me so much to his character, and I wanted to keep that intact. AND THANKS FOR LOOKING AT MY OTHER STORIES, YOU'RE A DOLL :)

passionforwriting24: Thank you! AND THANK YOU FOR THINKING I COULD BE AN ANOTHER YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH THAT MEANS TO ME YOU'RE WONDERFUL MAY YOU HAVE EVERYTHING YOU WANT IN LIFE.

Just Watch Me Fly: All in one sitting? YAY! I love Mads and Peter too! Thanks so much! *draws a circle around you* HEY EVERYONE A WONDERFUL PERSON STANDS IN THIS CIRCLE.

FallenStar92: I WAS LITERALLY JUST AS FRUSTRATED AS YOU TRUST ME. And yes, I am doing a sequel! There are MUCH things to be done, and a lot of it is Mads's family and stuff, hence the title being Behind the Guide :)

AND FOUR FOR YOUR FALLENSTAR92, YOU GO FALLENSTAR92.

Guest 4: HON HON HON THE ALTERNATE ENDING IS THE CHAPTER AFTER THIS ONE! I'M GONNA START IT RIGHT AWAY!

*so much hat tipping you drown in it*

REVIEW! FOLLOW! FAVOURITE! THANKS! COME BACK FOR THE ALTERNATE ENDING, AND THEN IT'S SEQUEL TIME!