Where in the timeline: post TASM, Peter and Gwen are dating.

Letter: E

Word: Enamor.

Peter sat down at the table across from his Aunt, pouring cereal into his bowl. She had a more wholesome breakfast of eggs and toast in front of her.

"Aunt May... Can you tell me about how you and Uncle Ben met?"

Aunt May seemed a little caught off guard by the question. Talking about Ben had become easier for both of them, but it still didn't happen often. Nonetheless, she pushed her silver and brown hair behind her ear and took a dive into her memory. "Well, there wasn't much to it. He was a trouble maker, the bad boy if you will. Senior in high school, I feel head over heels and that was that."

Peter pulled a doubtful face. "Come on, that can't be it. How'd you get him to fall in love with you?"

She gave him a wry smile. "You act as if it was hard. If you must know, it was pretty easy. I was the pretty and popular girl and he was the handsome bad boy. It was textbook. But it wasn't all easy," she added, waving her fork at him for emphasis. "There were stumbling blocks. He did stupid things, I did stupid things. Even once we were married we had fights. But we still loved each other. I still love him."

Peter placed a hand over his aunt's. He felt bad for pushing her into this subject, but he was having to make tough decisions and needed the sage advice of a woman who had seen much.

"Why do you ask, Peter?"

"Oh..." He shook his head. "No, no reason."

"Please tell me."

He sighed and hung his head. "Me and Gwen are having a fight. I mean, I did something stupid but she can't really blame me for it but she is and she... She threatened to end it, us, I mean," he finished quietly.

"How do you really feel about this girl?"

"I love her."

She scowled. "That's not enough. Gush."

He quirked an eyebrow at her demand, but easily obeyed. "She's beautiful in so many ways. I can't live without her and I thought she felt the same. I never want to be apart from her... I'm thoroughly enamored with her and when I'm around her, I'm comfortable being who I am, because she doesn't care. I can't bear to live without her."

Aunt May gave a firm nod and began clearing away dishes, putting them in the sink. "You want my advice?"

"Yeah."

"Go apologize. I don't care if it was your fault or not! And she doesn't either. It's women's nature, we have to cast blame somewhere and men are convenient targets. It sounds like you should do everything to hold on to her. Love is slippery, so make sure you hold on with everything you've got."

That was exactly the advice Peter was looking for. Aunt May had a way of translating what lay beneath a surface you couldn't scratch, making it understandable and seemingly easy.

Apology wasn't easy for Peter, especially since he was sure he wasn't at fault, but he went to her and did so anyway. She was quite satisfied and immediately apologized as well, for the hateful things she said in anger.

To himself, Peter silently hoped they would both live long lives together, just as in love as his aunt and uncle had been.

And that Gwen made a better meatloaf.

Author's note: guys, that last line was flipping hilarious. THIS WHOLE FIC IS WORTH READING FOR THAT LINE. I really love this chapter, because I've always wondered what Ben and May's love story was like. I got to delve into it a little there. So I normally don't like to beg for reviews... BUT PRETTY PLEASE. Because I love them. And I'm adorable. And you love me? I want to hear your word suggestions!