"Ugh. What happened? Where am I?" Spider-man's was answered with his own groan of pain.

"Ok web-head you probably have a concussion and I think I dislocated my shoulder when I fell. Oh yeah let's not forget my other shoulder burns like hell, probably infected. Gotta love the good ole Parker luck."

Spider-man struggled to get up while he winced in pain. He felt around until he found a wall. He took a few deep breathes until he rammed his shoulder into the wall popping back in place. He made himself a sling out of his webs since his arm still hurt. Then he webbed up his other shoulder to keep him from losing anymore blood and getting even more light headed. Spidey leaned against the wall trying his best pull himself together, but the pain in his shoulder was making it extremely difficult. Spider-man struggled to make his way up the wall stopping multiple times to catch his breathe and keep himself from passing out. What took what felt like forever Spidey pulled himself through the hole he was sent through. He laid there panting for air until he noticed a man laying on the ground in a lab coat.

"D-Dr. Connors? You still alive?"

Dr. Connors groaned as he slowly woke up. "Spider-man? What happened? Where am I?"

"How bout we get you home first, then we talk. Your family misses you." Spider-man struggled to his feet then helped up Dr. Connors to his.

Spider-man put down Dr. Connors then knocked on the door. The rest of the night was a blur. The Connors wouldn't stop thanking him and basically gave him a life time of favors card. He then called Dewolff and told her what happened, she showed up and they all talked. They would keep The Lizard between them as long as Dr. Connors never did anything like that again and destroyed his research. After the talk Dewolff bandaged and stitched up Spider-man and they went their separate ways. Spidey was now stumbling his way to the institute using the trees to help keep his balance.

He was short of breathe and having trouble staying conscious. "Come on web-head you made it this far don't pass out now."

Spider-man dragged himself through his window, he took of his costume leaving only the bottom part then collapsed on the ground passing out.

Laura was asleep when she was woken up by a loud thud. She got up and left the room careful not to wake up Wanda. When Laura stepped out into the hall she was met with the smell of blood. She opened Peter's door and to say she was shocked was an understatement, although she hid it well. There was Peter curled up on the ground covered in blood stained bandages with a torn Spider-man costume right next to him. Sure she suspected it but she second guessed herself, and she never second guessed herself. Since she met Peter she's been feeling a lot of things she never did and right now she was confused and concerned. She never really cared about anyone's well being except Logan, and a little bit for the girls although she would never admit it. And that confused her. Why was she so worried about Peter? He was childish and talked a lot. Normally she would dislike such a person, but with Peter it was different. But why was it different?

Laura was abruptly taken out of her thought as Peter started to wake.

"Ugh. Who's there?" Peter asked as he woke up only found nobody there. "Could've sworn someone was there. Whatever I'm not complaining." mumbled Peter as he dragged himself to his bed.

Peter woke to a burning shoulder and a huge headache. He got up and changed his bandages then got dressed. He looked at the clock and released it was nearly 12:00. Peter walked out of his room and immediately bumped into Jean and Kitty.

"Hey Pete we like missed you at breakfast. Late night?" Said a perky Kitty (side note: is it me or does said look weird?)

"You know me, I'm a party animal." Peter joked while putting on a fake smile.

"You ok Peter?" Jean asked seeing right through it.

"Yeah just a little tired. I'm gonna get something to eat. See ya." Peter started to walk off.

Peter got a couple of feet away then suddenly he found himself losing balance and falling forward. Luckily Jean reacted and caught him before he hit the ground.

"Peter are you ok? What happened?" Asked a concerned Jean.

"Ugh yeah just felt a little light headed." Peter used the wall to help him get up. "Probably just need to eat something. I'm fine." Peter walked away resisting the urge to grab at his burning shoulder.

"Liar" They both mumble at the same time to quiet for to hear.

Peter's P.O.V

Come on were are they? They have to be here somewhere. Yes found them.

I finally found some painkillers. My shoulder has been killing me and I'm not to confident in my ability to cover up the pain. So here I am taking some pills. After that I ate some breakfast/lunch then went to my room. At least that was the plan, but along the way to my room I get dragged into the living room by Kurt. Oh joy. At least the painkillers help take the edge off. But apparently not enough.

"You look like crap." Ah Wanda you always know what to say to make me feel better.

"Oh you sweet talker you." And now she's glaring at me and everyone's staring at me with shocked faces. Although it's probably because I'm using her shoulder as a pillow. I've been having a lot fun this past week doing stuff like that with Laura, Wanda, and Rouge. And arm over their shoulder a poke her and there, the best part is after they glare at me everyone seems to hold their breath. I guess if it was someone else they would be dead but, all I get are glares.

"So what are you kids up to?" Parker subject changer in effect.

"Were about to go to the mall later wanna go?" Yes! Parker subject changer is a success.

"Nah maybe some other time. Thanks anyway Taby" There's another one only me and Amara can call her that. "Wheres Laura?"

"Don't know. She left earlier and hasn't come back yet. She looked pretty worked up though." Hm Laura's a rock not much can get to her... I'm sure she'll be fine.

Peter sat watching tv until the painkillers started to were off. So Peter made his way to his room trying his best to cover up his blurred vision, heavy breathing, and pounding headache. When he got to his room he passed out on his bed. Something he's been doing a lot recently.

9:00 p.m

Beep beep beep beep

"Ugh shut up." Peter moans half awake at his alarm clock.

Peter lays down not getting up. He lays there wondering if he should go out tonight. 'I can stay in tonight can't I? I mean the Vulture and Lizard in a week I deserve a break don't I?'

Peter turns his head and sees a pair of photos poking out of his jean pockets. He reaches out and picks them up then lets out the heavy sigh. 'No I don't. What was I thinking? Whatever happens to me doesn't matter I have a responsibility.'

With his costume on he takes one more painkiller then hops out his window. He lightly jogs through the woods 'Alright painkillers starting to kick i-'

"It seems I was mistaken in thinking you were a smart man."

'Oh no. It can't be. Who are you kidding of course it is.' Spider-man turns around and sees Laura leaning against a tree in her usual leather pants and jacket with a gray v-neck shirt that shows her belly button.

"Uh. I think you-"

"Peter if you even attempt to deny that that is you under that mask I will hurt you." Laura states as she releases her claws.

Peter sighs as he takes off his mask. "How'd you find out?"

"I walked in on you last night while you were passed out on the floor." Laura answers.

"Wait you saw me last night and didn't help?"

"Like I was saying before. From your injuries last night your in no condition to go out there and you know it. So why?" Laura asks completely ignoring his question.

'Damn, Parker subject changer failed. Oh she's good'

Peter stands there for a minute trying to block out the images of his dead uncle, aunt, and friends. "Because with great power comes great responsibility." Peter states strongly.

"So you see it as your duty to risk your life to help people." asked a confused Laura.

"I wouldn't be able to live with myself if someone dies and I could've saved them." replied Peter with sorrow in his eyes.

She thought Peter confused her before now she had know idea what to think of him. She thought he was doing it for the rush, or for feeling of having power, or even an outlet for his anger. But she never thought this was that he genuinely cared for his fellow man. She couldn't understand it. Thanks to the professor she no longer hated the world and blamed it for her suffering but, to go out there and save them is a different

"So are you gonna tell?" Peter interrupts her thoughts

"I do not see what you do in your free time is anybody's business." Laura stated matter-of-factually.

"Thank you. That means a lot." Peter turned to leave until Laura started talking again.

"We will talk about this more later. Also, take care of yourself and don't forget that if your dead you wont be saving anyone."

"You got it." Peter smiled and took off.

Spider-man was swinging over New York after a stopping a few petty crimes and he was happy. Having someone at the institute know his secret felt good. Or maybe because it was Laura was the reason it felt good. Spider-man was to busy to thinking over this to notice the painkillers were wearing off. His head was spinning and his shoulder was burning even more every time he used it to swing. Spider-man shot out a web line but missed causing him to plummet and pass out the moment he landed in the dumpster.

"Ugh. What happened? Where am I? Deja vu" Spider-man slowly opened his eyes. 'What's that sound. A car engine?'

Spider-man looked around and saw that he was in a car and someone next to him driving. "Who are you?"

"I tell you to take care of yourself and I find you passed out in a dumpster."

"L-Laura what are you doing here? Also where are we?" Spider-man asks as his vision clears up and then looks out his window.

"I am taking you to get treatment for that infection. And you do not need to worry your not her first superhero patient."

"Who?"

"The Night Nurse she is more then willing to help your kind."

"Oh ok. Laura?"

"Yes?"

"Where'd you get this car?" Spider-man asks and Laura only smirks.

"Peter if you do not stop looking at me like that I will throw out of this car." Laura threatens not taking her eyes off the road.

"You stole a car! I'm in a stolen car that makes me an accomplice! What happens if the cops find us?" Spider-man looks around checking for the police. "Also I know your new to the whole secret identity thing but rule #1 is don't say my name while I'm in uniform."

"First of all the cops already see you as a criminal so the stolen car will not make much of a difference. Secondly do you know how many Peters live in New York? As long as it's not your last name you will be fine. And thirdly we are here. And lastly that is a costume" Laura drives in a alley helps Spider-man out of the car. She then presses a random brick by the door that alerts Night Nurse.

The door opens to reveal a red headed with a very large chest. One that Spider-man can't stop staring at which Laura notices. "Stop staring" She whispers in his ear sharply.

"Sorry." Spider-man mumbles.

"Go to the room to the right." Night Nurse speaks up.

Laura nods and they go to the room and she lays Spider-man on a bed.

After cleaning his wound with a special disinfectant that hurt like hell Night Nurse bandaged it up. When she was done Spider-man got up and started to stretch his shoulder.

"Wow where have you been my whole Spider life?"

"I was wondering the same about you. I've seen some of your fights. I've been expecting you for a while now."

"I never heard if you before but, believe me I'll be back."

"That's comforting." Laura says while rolling her eyes.

"Hey can I ask you a question?"

"Seeing as you as just saved me from days of pain for free, no. Just kidding go ahead."

"How old are you?" Night Nurse asks as with a flirtatious smile.

"Not old enough!" Laura yells as she grabs Spider-mans arm and drags him towards the door.

"Sorry didn't know he was your boyfriend." Night Nurse puts her hands up in a defensive when Laura stops and unsheathes her claws. "Sorry not your boyfriend."

"You know your returning this car right?" Spider-man says as they start driving.

"Sigh your such a boy scout."

"Now how are we gonna get back?" Laura asks with her arms folded and head slightly tilted to the side.

"Like this" Spider-man says as he wraps an arm around her.

"W-what are you doing?" Laura asks slightly blushing at the closeness it then increases as she feels his muscles rub against her.

"Just relax and enjoy the ride." he then jumps off the building and shoots out a web line.

"Wow this is...amazing." Laura mutters as she looks at the city below her.

They both share a quick glance then look away. Both with smiles on the faces.