Disclaimer: I don't own The Amazing Spider-Man! Just my OC, "Madeline Beckett", and any other characters or plot lines I make up along the way!

Author's Note: I threw the worst curveball with the David Beckett bomb. David Beckett is my own character, and he's coming into the sequel to stir up some drama!

Letting you guys know, it switches points of view in the middle of the chapter! If you won't be able to tell, it starts when Mads's parents leave, and ends when they come back.

So this is the alternate ending, where Mads does go home.

ENJOY!

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."

Eddie nodded. He stuck his hand out. "It's been a real pleasure, Madeline Beckett."

I grabbed his hand, and shook it. "Right back at you."

"Close your eyes," Eddie said, and I did as he said. As I did, I did a silent thank you.

Thank you, Eddie, for bringing me here. Thank you for teaching me what it's like to effect a person's life so much.

Thank you, Gwen Stacy. Thank you for teaching me the value of friendship, loyalty, and how to pass a Chemistry test.

And most of all, thank you, Peter Parker. Thank you for teaching me how to love. Thank you for teaching me what young love is. Thank you for letting me be your first love.

Thank you for being my first love.

One whoosh of air around me later, I peeked my eyes open. I was staring up at the ceiling, and all I saw was darkness. I stretched my arms out, and realized that I was lying down on a bed.

My bed. More specifically, my bed back home.

I immediately sat up in bed, and switched my bedside table lamp on. When it turned on, the light showed everything in my room. My posters, my closet, my science awards, everything.

There was a knock on my door, and it opened without me giving permission. My brother, Paul, poked his head in. "Are you awake yet? Ian's game starts soon, and Mom wants to go shopping a bit before we go."

I choked out a sob as I pushed my blanket off of me and ran to my brother. He was here! Paul was here! I really was home!

I wrapped my arms around his neck, nearly toppling him over. "Oh, Paul! It's you! It's really you!"

Paul pushed me away from him. "What the hell are you talking about?"

I didn't comment on his gruffness. "Is Ian still home? And Mike?"

Paul nodded, pointing behind him. "Mike's with Dad in the backyard and Ian's in his room."

That's all I need to push Paul out of the way and run down the hall to Ian's room. I didn't bother knocking; I just barged in and jumped on to Ian's back.

"Ahhh!" He yelled as he stumbled. He managed to catch himself on his desk. He turned his head back in my direction. "What the hell, Mads? What are you doing?"

"I missed you!" I shouted as I squeezed him as tight as I could.

"Missed me?" Ian repeated. "I was only at Josh's house for ten minutes to pick up my sweater..."

"I STILL MISSED YOU!" I screamed as I practically choked him.

"Mads, get the hell off of me," Ian demanded as he literally pushed me off of himself.

I groaned. "Whatever! I missed you!" With that, I ran out of his room and down the stairs. I went for the back door, opening it, and stepped out into the backyard. And in the backyard was my last brother, Mike, and my Dad.

I went for my Dad first. I ran right up to him, and he was about to ask what was wrong, but I didn't let him as I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed tightly.

"Daddy! It's really you!" I said as I stood on my tip toes. I pulled back and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Then, I went over to Mike and hugged him.

"Mikey! I missed you so much!" I gushed.

Mike hugged me back, and I could tell that he and my Dad were exchanging weird glances.

"Look, I know I missed movie night last night, but you've never acted like this before," Mike said as I pulled back.

I gleefully clapped. "Whatever! Where's Mom?"

"I think she's in the kitchen-"

I spun on my heel, and ran back inside to get to my kitchen. My beautiful mother was making cookies as I ran around our island table. "Mommy!" I screamed as I practically tackled her in my hug.

"Whoa," She said as she nearly fell over. "Maddie? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" I screamed again as I moved her from side to side. "I'm just so happy to see you!"

Sharon laughed as she pulled back from my hug. She kissed me on the cheek as she said, "Well, I'm happy to see you too, Muffin. Now, go get ready for Ian's game. We're going shopping for a bit first, I need to get a new dress for this ridiculous party your father is making me go to."

I nodded, and ran right back to my room. I went into my closet, so happy to see my own clothes. I changed into a striped dress, and went over to my vanity mirror to start accessorizing.

There's a knock on my door. "Come in!" I called as I put on a pair of earrings.

It's my Dad. He opened the door and poked his head in. "Hey, Cookie. Are you ready?"

I nodded. "Almost."

"Good. Oh, just as a note, Paul's gonna kill you."

"Why?" I asked. I hadn't done anything wrong! I've barely been in my own universe for an hour!

"You were supposed to put the DVD back in the case after the movie last night," Dad explained. "If there are any scratches on the DVD, Paul won't show mercy. Especially since it's his Spider-Man DVD."

Spider-Man. The words hit me like a ton of bricks. Spider-Man. Peter Parker.

When I left, I hadn't realized that was really going to be the last time I saw Peter. I was honestly hoping that Eddie would prove me wrong and let me stay, but he didn't. I was really home.

Without Peter.

I guess my Dad sensed my sudden mood change. "Cookie? Are you okay? I promise, if Paul so much as tugs your hair, I'll kick his ass right out of the house."

I managed a half laugh. "That's okay, Dad. Really."

He nodded, and then left the room. I went over and sat down on my bed, the information seeping in.

I was never going to see Eddie again. Well, at least the Eddie that I knew.

I would never see Gwen again. What am I gonna do without hearing her laugh every day? Seeing her hopeful smile?

But worst of all, I was never going to see Peter again. My heart just split right in to two. My Peter, who always brightened my day. My Peter, who always tried doing what was best for me. My Peter, who I am so in love with...

And I never got the chance to tell him.

Looking back, that's the thing that I regretted the most.

A few weeks later, I tried getting back into spirit, I really did.

But when you lose the love of your life, it hits you. Hard.

I wasn't myself for a while. I mean, to people who didn't know me well, I was fine behind my perfect mask. But to my family and my close friends, I wasn't fine.

They tried getting me to open up and talk about what was wrong, but I kept telling them that nothing was wrong. They also figured out something was wrong when I suggested that we watch The Amazing Spider-Man on DVD again and I cried whilst watching it.

It felt so weird watching the things unfold on screen after actually living it. It made me miss Peter. It made me miss Gwen. It made me want to crawl into a ball and do nothing.

But the most alarming thing was when my aunt, the psychologist, came to visit with her husband and two small kids.

I thought it was a friendly little visit, but then she started doing her psycho-babble on me, and I just left the room to go and find my cousins.

They were with Paul, looking through some of the old old comic books that our Dad had given him. Of course, they were looking at Spider-Man. I almost turned around and left, but the smaller boy, Tommy, grabbed my hand forced me to stay.

So I sat down on the ground while he flipped through comic books. I wasn't paying attention that much. That is, until he held up one of the comic books and said, "Maddie, Maddie! Maddie's in the book!"

"I'm what?" I repeated as I practically snatched the comic book out of his hand. I stared at the pages, and sure enough, a girl who looked almost exactly like me was in the panels, with Spider-Man. I looked through the rest of the book, and I was still there. And the weirdest part?

Her name was Madeline.

Paul must have noticed the bewildered look on my face. "Oh yeah, I thought it looked like you, too. The name thing isn't too much of a coincidence,

though."

I snapped my head up at him. "What do you mean?"

He shrugged. "Dad's favourite girl for Peter Parker was Madeline Beckett. Always said that since she was his guide, she'd be his guide in his life, too. You already had the last name, so the first name seemed perfect to him. Mom must have thought so, too, because she let him name you that. Before you were born, they always used to say that they were each other's Peter Parker and Madeline Beckett."

My heart hammered as I dropped the comic book. It suddenly felt like I had dipped my hands in acid. I stood up, and bolted out of the room and into the bathroom. I went for the sink, and started washing my hands, as if I could wash away the feeling of the comic book in my hands.

That was ridiculous. I thought the whole thing was a dream! I couldn't really have made an impact on the comics, could I?

I ran out of the bathroom and into my room. I practically collapsed onto my desk chair as I pulled it, flipping my laptop screen up. I went on Google, and looked up: MADELINE BECKETT SPIDER MAN.

What came up was a Wikipedia page about Madeline Beckett. I clicked on the link, and read up on Madeline Beckett.

She's known Peter since they were children, but they grew apart as she befriended Gwen Stacy. She and Gwen Stacy became best friends, but Madeline started reconnecting with Peter when she found out his secret about being Spider Man.

Everything about that happened exactly like what happened with me. Except the ways we found out the secret. I already knew he was Spider Man, of course, but Madeline in the comics found out because while she was doing a piece on Spider-Man for her school newspaper, Peter had saved her from falling off of a bridge, and in the process, his mask came off.

She agreed not to tell his secret, and actually started helping him out as Spider-Man. The two of them had a really amazing relationship, and Peter had even given her a promise ring.

However, that all changed, because of Norman Osborne (or rather, the Green Goblin). Something happened to Norman Osborne that made him forget that he was the Green Goblin, but his grief from his son Harry being admitted to a rehab center paired with other stuff is what triggered his memories. So he kidnapped Madeline, and held her at the top of the Brooklyn Bridge, the place that she had discovered Peter was Spider-Man when he first saved her.

Norman used Madeline to lure Peter up to the Bridge, and the two of them clashed. In the process, Norman hurled Madeline off of the bridge. Peter used his web strings to catch her leg, and it worked. She didn't pummel into the ocean.

However, when Peter pulled her up, she was dead. Further Googling about Madeline Beckett's death involved speculation that Madeline had died from the shock of being thrown off of a bridge.

But most of the search results (including Stan Lee's suggestions himself) said that the the whiplash she had received when Spider-Man used the webbing to grab her leg so suddenly is what caused her neck to snap. Peter couldn't have done anything to save her. Either he let her fall and drown, or he used his webbings, which he did.

I pushed my laptop away from me. Did my Dad really name me after her? Dying a death so gruesome? Well, not gruesome physically, but emotionally. Peter blamed himself for Madeline's death.

If I had stayed in his world, could that have happened to me?

"Are you sure we should leave?" Sharon Beckett asked her eldest son, Mike. "Dad and I can miss the convention."

"Mom, it's your anniversary," Mike said. "The Jane Austen convention is where the two of you met. You go every year. You need to go."

Sharon looked over at her husband, Aaron. "I'm sure that Mike can take care of his siblings, Sharon."

"It's not Mike I'm worried about," Sharon said as she bit her lower lip.

"Mom, we can take care of Mads," Paul said, joining his older brother in the front hallway. "We'll doll her up and take her out for dinner."

"Don't be worried, Mom," Ian said, coming out of the living room. "We can take care of our sister. What do you have to be worried about?"

"I don't know, the three of you throwing another party, like last year?" Sharon said as she gave her son a mini glare.

Aaron wrapped his arm around his wife. "Sharon, the kids'll be fine. Mads will be fine."

Sharon huffed as she gave each of her kids a kiss. "I sure hope so." And with that, the two of them were out the door.

"Do you think she failed a class and is just not telling Mom and Dad?" Ian theorized as he grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge.

Mike shook his head. "Ian, it's Mads. She's never failed a class in her life, and is very keen on keeping it that way."

"Maybe she got abducted by aliens and possessed by one of them," Paul suggested as he leaned on top of the island table in the kitchen.

Ian shook his head. "No, I don't think so. She'd be acting all demonic and stuff like something out of The Exorcist."

"Maybe it's a girl thing," Mike thought as he leafed through take out menus. "Maybe she's on her period."

"For four months?" Ian asked. "Period's don't even last a week for most girls."

"Maybe she had a fight with a friend and stopped talking to them," Paul guessed.

"If she had, she would have gone bitching to Mom about it, and Mom doesn't have a clue about what's going on with her," Mike supplied.

"Well, then, maybe it's a guy thing," Ian brought up. The thought of some stupid boy crushing his baby sister's heart so badly made him want to go punch a tree. "She could have been dumped by a guy."

"She would have talked to Mom about that, too," Paul said as he drummed his fingers against the table.

"Maybe not," Mike said as he straightened his back. "There's some things that a girl keeps private, and guy things are usually those things."

"So, if she wouldn't tell Mom, who could she tell? Mom's gone to all her friends and asked if they've noticed anything wrong with Mads-they don't have a clue," Ian said.

"Maybe Abbi would know," Paul mentioned. "She's a girl. Maybe she knows."

One phone call to Paul's girlfriend later, Abbi came into the Beckett house, bags on her arms. A quick peek inside revealed movies, chocolate, candy, and chips.

She dumped all the stuff into the kitchen and marched straight upstairs and into Madeline's room. The three boys leaned their ears on the door and tried to listen in, but they couldn't hear anything-the girls must be whispering.

Maybe twenty minutes later, the door opened, the boys scrambled to push themselves off of the door before they went falling forward. Abbi stepped out, and hustled the boys out of the hallway and into Paul's room.

"Just as I suspected," Abbi said as she turned to face Mads's brothers. "She has a broken heart."

The boys felt a protective anger surged through their veins. "Who's the guy?" Mike asked.

Abbi lifted a shoulder. "That's the problem. She won't give up a name. She said that what happened was mutual, that it had to be done, but she wasn't happy about it."

The three brothers's muscles relaxed. They didn't have to beat anyone up tonight. "If it was mutual, if she wanted the break up too, why is she so sad?" Paul asked.

"She said it had to be done, but she wasn't happy about it," Abbi repeated. "That's all I got out of her. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to put on 21 Jump Street for the two of us to watch."

My parents came home from their anniversary trip to see me a little bit better. I did feel happier after my girl's day with Abbi, but I was still in a bit of a funk. I refused to watch any Emma Stone movies. The feelings were still too raw.

Summer had started, and my Dad had to go on a business trip for a few weeks to California in July. The good part about it? He could take his family with him.

I'll admit, I did feel better after going to Disneyland (but come on, it's Disneyland), the Hollywood Walk of Fame, and a few of the beaches. But I think the icing on the cake was when my Dad scored tickets to San Diego Comic Con. I think my parents thought that the California experience was going so well for me that they wanted to go all the way. Whatever, if I got to meet Paul Wesley, I wasn't going to complain.

We could only affored to go on two days, even with it being just my brothers, me, and my Dad. The first day we did everything that I wanted to do: panels, pictures, autographs of everyone I wanted to meet (Paul Wesley, Joesph Morgan, Nina Dobrev, Matt Smith, Karen Gillan, and a bunch of other people. Can I get a hell yeah?).

On the second day, we did everything that my brothers wanted to do. Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, and superhero things.

One of the panels they absolutely wanted to go to was the one for the Amazing Spider-Man 2. They went to everything I wanted to go to, so I decided to suck it up for them.

But I had to go to the bathroom. Like, really bad. So I told my family to go and line up to get seats while I hunted for a bathroom. I quickly did my business, and just as I walked out, I bumped into someone.

I dropped my purse, and it looked like the person dropped their Spider-Man mask. I leaned down and grabbed my bag, as well as the person's mask. "I think this is yours, Mr. Incognito," I said as I stood up back up. My joking smile slipped off of my face when I noticed who the person was.

It was Peter Parker himself.

Well, sort of.

It was Andrew Garfield.

"Shh!" He said, putting his finger to his lips.

I was about to point out that I didn't even say anything when he grabbed my arm, and pulled me into a quiet corner.

"Well, that happened," I said, and my heart was hammering like crazy.

"Sorry about that," Andrew said as he peeked behind him. "I just didn't want you to scream or anything. The last thing I need is to get swarmed after using the bathroom. Why do you think I walk around with the suit on?"

"I didn't think that, but okay," I said. I couldn't help but want to sob. Here he was, Peter Parker, the man himself, but it wasn't Peter Parker. It was his actor.

"Hey, hey, are you okay?" Andrew asked, and I didn't even realize I was actually crying until he brushed one of my tears away.

I furiously wiped at my eyes. Stupid! Crying was stupid! "Sorry, it's not you. It's just...you remind me a lot of somebody. Somebody that I had recently broken up with. I don't know why I started crying."

"If it makes you feel any better, whoever dumped you is obviously missing out on someone great," Andrew said with a smile. "And, I know it's crazy, but you remind me of someone too. Well, not of someone. More like...I know you, somehow. What was your name?"

I barely heard his question. I reminded him of someone? Oh, this was ridiculous. "Um, Madeline Beckett."

Andrew scrunched his eyebrows, just like Peter did. Duh, he was the actor. "Hey, there's a character in Spider-Man named-"

"Madeline Beckett?" I finished. "Yeah, I know. My Dad named me after her. I already had the last name, so he thought it was perfect. Spider-Man is his favourite superhero."

"That's cool. So listen, Madeline Beckett, I have to go to the panel now, but I hope I get to meet you again some day. You seem like a really cool girl," He said, and he surprised me when he leaned over and gave me a hug. "You won't be sad forever, Madeline."

I nodded against his shoulder, blinking back my tears. "You know, people have been trying to tell me that forever." I pulled back. "I've been thinking about it a lot. I think I'm starting to believe it."

Andrew nodded. "Good. Everyone deserves to be happy."

"I think so too," I said, and I looked down at the mask in my hands. I cleared my throat and held it out to him. "You know, you're going to really suck at this whole 'anonymous' thing if people can see your face."

Andrew's smile faded. "Hey, that's an exact line from the second movie." He must have noticed my bewildered look. "Oh, damn it. Madeline Beckett being in the movie was supposed to be a surprise. That doesn't matter, what matters is, how do you know the line?"

I lifted a shoulder, a real, genuine smile on my face. "I'm Madeline Beckett, remember?"

Andrew laughed. "Right, right. Listen, I know this seems really really weird, but try and find me after the panel is over. I can try to get you and your family tickets to the premiere of the second movie, if you'd like."

My jaw dropped. "Are you kidding? That'd be so cool!" I gave him a weird look. "We've only been talking for like, five minutes. Why are you doing this for me?"

Andrew shrugged. "I don't know. Like I said, I just met you, but I feel like I've known you forever. I have this gut feeling that we're supposed to be friends." He extended his hand to me. "Friends?"

Friends. That's exactly what I needed.

A friend.

Peter Parker was always my friend before he was anything else to me.

And Andrew Garfield was the next best thing.

I grabbed his hand, giving it a firm shake.

"Friends."

TBC...

OKAY, I KNOW THE ENDING'S A BIT UNREALISTIC, BUT I THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA, OKAY? BESIDES, THIS IS FANFICTION. IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE UNREALISTIC.

I am starting the sequel very very soon! (Like hopefully as soon as this is posted).

REVIEW RESPONSES

passionforwriting24: YOU DON'T HAVE TO WAIT A YEAR! But you'll have to wait at least 4 for the third story, because TASM3 doesn't come out until 2018 -_-. But I'm glad you loved the story! And I'm so excited for the sequel too!

grapejuice101: A lot of shit is going to go down in the sequel, but I'm so excited for it!

sarahmichellegellarfan1: Thank you! I won't be saying anything about David Beckett until the sequel. He'll be in the very first chapter, though. I promise!

Kam74: I WOULD BE SUCH A BITCH IF I SEPARATED THEM. I WOULD HATE MYSELF IF I DID. Blonde Hair Mads is going to be around for a while. She's definitely one of the other obstacles that Mads has to go through and try to work around. I WISH THERE WERE PEOPLE WHO DROPPED US INTO WORDS WHERE WE'RE NEEDED TOO. HONESTLY STEFAN SALVATORE NEEDS SOMEONE AND I THINK THAT SOMEONE IS ME.

And oh my god, if the REAL Eddie read the story it'd be CRAZY. And I enjoyed writing the story just as much as you liked reading it!

Avalongirl55: Here is the next chapter homeskillet! Mads needs to get used to drama, especially with everything that's going to go down in the sequel. Gwen isn't really in the second movie too much, and I needed something more for my sequel, hence the new developments.

Guest 1: Yup, I'm back! And I'm back again! I ADORE THEM SO MUCH TOO! Eddie is going to be in the sequel, just not as much. She'd literally be nowhere without Eddie. He's kind of like her Dad/Older brother in that sense. They definitely have more of a friendship bond then most mentors do. AND I INSPIRE YOU?

LITERALLY DON'T SAY STUFF LIKE THAT TO ME OR I WILL NOT STOP CRYING!

I'm glad you loved this story so much!

Guest 2: David Beckett will be introduced in Behind the Guide.

WickedlyMinx: Sorry for any confusion, but I made David Beckett up. He's a charcater that's kind of important in the next story.

Guest 3: SERIOUSLY? THE BEST? I'M CRYING OVER HERE! THANK YOU!

LITTLE RED FOXX: I PROMISE! I'M GONNA START RIGHT AFTER THIS CHAPTER IS POSTED!

Rissa-channn: He's not a baddie per se. And The Other Maddie said that because David Beckett is going to stir up drama!

Castiel Angel Heart: SHEET IS RIGHT, MY FRIEND. SHEET IS RIGHT.

Thisreadingotaku: SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGER! AND THANK YOU FOR YOUR NICE WORDS! YOU'RE FAB!

WriteToEscapeReality1309: IT'S COOL TO ME! I ENJOY READING YOUR REVIEWS AND LAUGHING AT YOUR FEELS. THANK YOU! YOU'RE SO SWEET I JUST CAN'T.

JoselinCastillo'Skywalker: Okay, I TRIED looking up what you said since I do not speak...Spanish? But I'm going to assume that you liked the story and are excited for the sequel! I am too! Glad you liked the story!

Kenzie: IT IS A GOOD THING YOU DID NOT HURT ANYBODY. AND YAY FOR MORE SCREAMING!

Iansarmy: Thanks! Here's the update!

stizzy: HELLS YEAH, SHE GETS TO STAY! And nice with the rhyming! And you'll have to read the sequel to find out other Maddie's personality!

ALSO, I COMPLETELY MADE UP DAVID BECKETT BECAUSE HE'S A CHARACATER IN THE SEQUEL. I LITERALLY HAD NO IDEA THAT HE WAS AN UNCREDITED ACTOR AND I PEED MY PANTS LAUGHING SO HARD.

And like I said above, Other Madeline said that because David Beckett is going to stir up some drama.

It's cool if you haven't seen the Vampire Diaries, I would not recommend it at this point LOL. The only reason I'm still watching is for two characters, otherwise the show is complete shit now. And watch the second movie soon! The sequel is gonna be really good!

I LITERALLY LOVE LONG REVIEWS THEY'RE MY FAVOURITE! And the sequel shall be waiting right here for you!

REVIEW! FAVOURITE! THANKS! STAY TUNED FOR THE SEQUEL ANNOUNCEMENT!