Author's Note: I don't own anything except Lindsey who is an oc.

Peter watched the way Flash interacted with Lindsey throughout the entire evening. He saw how gentle he was with her, touching her hand, playing with her hair. He saw the way he made her laugh and the way her eyes would sparkle. She seemed happy. He watched as Flash gently nuzzled her neck and she turned a bright shade of pink. Lindsey playfully pushed him and looked over at Peter. He was a mess.

Lindsey turned her focus over to her father and whispered something to him. He nodded and smiled at what Lindsey was saying. He had the same sparkle in his eyes as his daughter. He was whispering back to her and her eyes were watering. Peter could not tell if she was crying from laughing or from sadness. Peter decided that he wasn't going to push things and just let her be. She probably wouldn't want to talk to him after what happened.

Lindsey excused herself from the table and went out the front door. Her father's gaze followed her until she went outside. Dr. Conners looked torn and sad. Flash went to stand up and follow her, but Dr. Conners put his hand on Flash's shoulder as a sign to sit down. Flash looked after Lindsey as well.

Several minutes went by and she did not return. Peter found himself becoming anxious and he had to tell himself to calm down. After twenty minutes, Lindsey finally came back in and took her seat next to Flash. She was looking at her feet as she was speaking to Flash and he took his hand underneath her chin and lifted her face. She looked so beautiful, yet so sad. Peter felt something strange inside of him. It almost felt as if the spider that bit him this time bit his heart. He became entranced with her green eyes. He tried to shake this feeling away, but it would not go. It was almost as if he was jealous of Flash. No, Peter thought. There was no way he was jealous of Flash. How could he be jealous?

After all, Peter had Gwen. But as of lately, she was acting as a girlfriend. She was acting the part of a over protective jealous girlfriend and it was driving Peter crazy. Maybe Peter needed a break from Gwen. If he did though, there would be no one for him. He was convinced that Lindsey did not want to speak to him.

"Peter, would you pass the salt?" Aunt May's voice rang clearly interrupting his thoughts.

Peter went to grab the salt and handed it to his Aunt. When he was finished, he looked over at Lindsey again. What was he feeling? He suddenly felt the urge to go over to her and hold her close. He wanted to tell her things would be all right. Then he remembered what she said when they were fighting. She loved someone she could not be with. He was suddenly jealous of this person. Who was this worthy person of Lindsey's affection? They must have been truly special.

The evening came to an end and everyone began to depart. Everyone went their separate ways and back to their homes one at a time. The once full house became quiet as each person left. Peter did not say a word to a single person as they exited the house. He was silent and tried to put together his thoughts.

Dr. Conners was standing in front of Peter and Peter sighed heavily. "My boy, this is a rough time for you, I know. If you ever need anything, you know where to find me," Dr. Conners offered as he hugged Peter.

"Yes Sir."

"I don't know what happened between you and my daughter this night, but just know that she cares deeply for you. She has a good heart," Dr. Conners smiled.

Dr. Conners looked down the hallway where Lindsey was walking towards them with Flash. Flash looked at Peter and placed his hand on Peter's shoulder. Peter flinched away and Flash tried to say something but he changed his mind. Lindsey took one look at Peter and did not say a word. She was trying to read him and he was trying to read her. "Let's go Lindsey," Flash said pulling Lindsey away.

Peter felt his heart drop and he tried to form words in his mouth but he couldn't. The words were stuck in his throat. He didn't know what to say. He tried to clear his voice, but since he had been yelling so much earlier he lost his voice. "Don't go," he managed to get out.

His voice was so soft though that Lindsey and Flash did not hear him.

Peter tried to raise the volume in his voice. "Don't go," he repeated this time a bit later.

He ran outside of the door. "Don't go," he said louder.

Lindsey did not hear him as she climbed into Flash's car. Her door shut as did Flash's and his car started. Flash pulled backward and forward and slowly took off. Peter was running after them. "Don't go!" he repeated again this time as loud as he could go.

"Please," Peter was crying now, "Please don't go."

The car sped up and he lost track of where they went. He wasn't sure what to do so he decided to wander until he found them. After an hour of running around he grew tired and went back to his house. He went upstairs and he found Gwen in his room waiting for him on his bed.

He looked at her with anger and coldness in his eyes. This was not the Peter she fell in love with. "What did you talk to Lindsey about?"

"Get. Out." Peter shook his head.

Gwen pretended not to hear him. "I asked you a question Peter," Gwen snapped.

"And I told you to get out," Peter returned the tone.

"If you don't tell me what happened and if you send me away, you can consider us over."

Peter sat down next to Gwen and she stared at him. "I confronted her about her relationship with Flash."

Gwen looked satisfied and she asked, "Why does that matter?"

"Because I am her friend, and friends help friends. Lindsey is something truly special Gwen. She is so kind and gentle. She has a good heart. She is a good person. It breaks my heart to see her get mixed up with someone as evil as Flash."

Gwen suddenly felt bad about the way she was acting. "Peter, I am so sorry for my attitude. I just love you so much and I want us to be together," she smiled, "Can you forgive me?"

"I'll forgive you."

"Really?" she was hopeful.

"Only if you leave and do not come back."

"Peter, this isn't you…this is your grief talking."

"No Gwen, I want you to go away."

Gwen felt tears stinging her eyes and she huffed as she grabbed her things and she stormed out. "Screw you Peter!" she screamed in the streets.

A few moments went by and Aunt May came to Peter's door. "Having some girl problems?" asked Aunt May.

Peter fell back into his head and groaned.