Hey guys, I'm here for a new chapter! I have 8 reviews and I love them! I was reading this one story, I really loved and one day she announced that she was going to cancel the story because she didn't have enough reviews. I look up and 84 reviews -.- Yea. Anyways… Read and find out what happens with Peter.

Gwen got back and saw Peter on her bed, eyes closed, slowly breathing. Her mom was next to him. She had a worried look on her face. Gwen walked over to her bed.

"Peter." She said, gently. She had tears forming in her eyes.

Peter slowly opened his eyes. He hummed in response.

"How do you feel?" She asked, as she opened up the first aid kit.

"I've…been….better." He breathed. Gwen gave him a small smile.

"I'm sure you have. Don't worry. My mom and I will take care of you." She said, giving her mom a quick glance. Lisa nodded.

"Yea, don't worry dear. You're going to be okay." Lisa said, placing her hand on Peter's. Peter gave them a small smile.

"Thanks, guys." He said. Gwen and Lisa smiled down at him. Then Lisa's eyes grew.

"Wait, what about your Aunt May? Do you want me to call her?" Lisa asked. Gwen shook her head.

"No, mom, May can't know that he got shot. She'll have a freak attack and ask all these questions." She said, wetting a cotton ball with alcohol. Lisa nodded.

"Okay."

Gwen slowly placed the, now wet, cotton ball on Peter's wound, causing him to hiss loudly, in pain.

"Sorry." She apologized. Peter nodded.

She kept on rubbing it over his wound, while his fists clenched onto her bed sheets as tight as he could, his teeth gritted, and eyes shut tightly. When she was finally done, she had to stitch it up.

"Mom, can you do this? I'm afraid I'm going to hurt him too much." Gwen asked. Lisa closed her eyes and nodded. She took Gwen's place and began stitching up his wound. Once again, causing him to his in pain.

"I'm sorry." She said.

Finally she was done, so she wrapped it up in gauze. When everything was done, Peter sighed in relief. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Rest, Peter. You need it." Gwen whispered. Peter nodded, his eyes still closed. Gwen leaned down and kissed his forehead.

"I love you." Peter mumbled. Gwen smiled.

"I love you too."

Lisa and Gwen left her room, walking into the kitchen.

"Geese, Gwen. Do you have to deal with this all the time?" Lisa asked, placing her head in her hands. Gwen turned to look at her door.

"Yea, it's tough, you know? He' out there, saving New York, while I'm in my room, just worried, hoping he's okay. It's very rare when he come back over, unharmed." Gwen said. Lisa's head popped up.

"Wait, so he comes over every day, through your window, without us knowing?" Lisa asked, her eye brows rose. Gwen put her head down.

"I…uh….umm…..well…uh…" Gwen stuttered. Lisa smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Sweetie, it's okay, as long as you were being responsible." Lisa said, staring at Gwen. Her head shot up and her eyes were hug.

"Mom!"

Lisa laughed, "Gwen, I'm kidding. I know you wouldn't do anything like that." Lisa said. Gwen blushed and looked down.

"That doesn't help." She muttered. Lisa laughed.

"Are you hungry?" Lisa asked, deciding embarrass her daughter anymore. Gwen nodded.

"Very."

An hour later, Gwen was in the living room, watching TV. Lisa had gone to go get the boys and Peter was still asleep. Gwen decided to check up on him. She turned the TV off and made her way to her room. She grabbed the door knob and slowly twisted it, pushing it open slightly. When she entered, she saw Peter still asleep in her bed. His mouth was open slightly and his head was turned, facing the door.

She slowly made her way to him. She sat on the edge, stroking his hair slowly. Peter squirmed a bit and started to mumble in his sleep.

"Gwen."

Gwen smiled.

"I…love…you." He breathed. Gwen bent down and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

"I love you too." She whispered. Peter's eyes slowly fluttered open. He blinked a couple of times, trying to get his eye sight to work properly. Once they were his eyes instantly on Gwen.

"Hey." He mumbled in his sleepy voice.

"Hey, sleepyhead." She whispered her hand still in his hair, "How do you feel?"

Peter sighed, "Better."

"Good." Gwen said. Just then, Peter's stomach growled. Gwen smirked,

"Hungry?"

Peter blushed and nodded.

"Yes."

Gwen smiled and stood up.

"I'll go make you some food." She said. Peter nodded.

Gwen walked out of the door. As she was making him a sandwich, she heard the front door open and close and screaming.

"I totally beat you!" Said Howard. She heard a scoff.

"No way! I beat you fair and square!" Yelled Philip.

"Boys, boys, let's be honest here. I kicked both of your butts!" Simons yelled, running into the kitchen. Howard and Philip huffed.

"Gwen, tell Simons he's being unfair!" Howard said, crossing his arms. Gwen held up her hands, after setting Peter's food on a plate.

"Hey, don't bring me in this. The last thing I need right now are 3 boys yelling at me." Gwen said, walking to her room.

"But, Gwen!" Philip complained. Lisa stepped in.

"No buts! It's a game. You could always play again. Now Gwen is a busy girl. Let her do what she needs to do." She said sternly to the boys. They hung their heads down and spoke at once.

"Okay." And walked off to their rooms.

"Thanks, Mom." Gwen said, gratefully. Lisa smiled.

"No problem honey. Now, is Peter awake?" She asked, crossing her arms. Gwen smiled.

"Yea, I asked how he was feeling. He says he's doing fine, but it still hurts. Is it okay of he spends the night?" She asked. Lisa nodded.

"Of course, I don't want him going out there with a wound like that." Lisa said. Gwen nodded.

"Thanks mom."

Gwen gave her mom a kiss on the cheek and went to her room.