Story III:

Nightmares: Gwen's dreams are plagued with nightmares. All revolving around Peter being killed, when she finally tells him he attempts to comfort her as much as he can.

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Author's Note: Another one shot about Gwen and Peter! I promise I'm not dead! I promise to update "A Vile A Day" as soon as I can! Love you all!

Gwen was screaming. She was on the roof of Oscorp towers and Dr. Conners was trying to kill Peter. The giant lizard kept lunging to grab her, but kept failed as Peter pulled him back.

"Peter!" Gwen screamed but her voice got lost in the rain and thunder. She distanced herself as much as she could on the small roof. In the dim lighting Gwen could see Dr. Conners had his large hand wrapped around Peter's throat and he was kicking, but he couldn't get away.

"Hey!" She screamed in a desperate attempt to get the reptiles attention, throwing a piece of scrap metal at him. The monster turned and roared at her, dropping her boyfriend to the ground and backing her into a corner.

"I expected more from you Gwen." He growled at her, swiping her aside. His claws pierced her side as she went flying. Through her blurred vision she saw Peter jump on his back and push both of them of the roof.

Screaming his name, she forced herself to her feet to see them fall. Peter didn't catch himself. She had seen the monster break his web shooters. He couldn't catch himself before she saw him hit the ground.

She couldn't breathe, she felt like she was being suffocated as she sat upright in bed screaming. Throwing her covers off of her she stumbled into her bathroom, knowing that she was going to be sick. When she was done she felt too weak to move. She could vaguely feel Peter's hand rubbing circles on her back as she cried. She leaned back into him, turning her face into his chest trying to be as close as she could to him.

He's okay. He's alive. She told herself over and over again. She was shivering, completely engulfed in a cold sweat. Even in the dark lighting he could see how pale her face was. He kissed the top of her head.

"Gwen, it's okay, calm down. You're safe I promise." Peter told her and he held his girlfriend as tight as he possibly could.

Sadly, he was used to Gwen's nightmares and panic attacks by now. Every night he snuck out of his house to sleep with her. He loved waking up to her beautiful face but more than that, he wanted to keep her safe.

When she managed to calm down he lifted her small frame off of the cold bathroom tile, carrying her back into her bed room and laying her gently on her bed.

Almost every night she had nightmares, followed by panic attacks. She always refused to tell him what they were about and every time she refused his heart broke a little. Did she not trust me? Why won't she tell me? He would ask himself this every time, but he never argued with her. He just held her and rubbed her back until she fell back asleep.

After she dozed off Peter stayed wide awake. He barley ever got to go back to sleep after seeing her like that. He was to worried.

When the sun finally came up, Gwen's eyelids fluttered open.

"Hi," she whispered to her boyfriend who was laying next to her, his arm wrapped securely around her waist. He had bags under his eyes and she could almost see the wheels turning in his head.

Her throat felt chalky and it hurt to speak. Tracing the purple circles under his eyes she sighed, "you didn't get any sleep did you." It was more of a statement than a question. Because she knew that he didn't. He shook his head, making stay hairs fall into his eyes.

"Why won't you tell me what you dream about?" He wrapped a hand around the back of her neck, so she couldn't pull away. She tried to avoid his gaze as best as she could but failed.

"I-It's nothing, Peter." She told him, obviously lying. She really didn't want to talk about her night terrors. Ever. Because every night it was about the same thing. Peter getting hurt.

"Gwen, you wake up in the middle of the night crying and screaming. It's obviously not nothing."

She sighed, "I'm okay now though." He shook his head.

"Please tell me." He begged her. He didn't want to be left in the dark any more.

Gwen looked away from him, "I always dream about you getting hurt. What if something happens to you? I can't loose you Peter! That's what every nightmare is about! Do you know how horrible it is to see you die over and over again! I love you too much Peter, I can't loose you! " She yelled at him, tears falling from her eyes as the vivid memory of her dream filled her mind.

"Hey," he said soothingly, pulling her into a tight hug. "I'm not going anywhere." He promised her. Gwen didn't believe him, but she nodded anyway. She didn't want to think about it anymore.

After a while he pulled away and smiled, "that's the first time you've told me you love me". Gwen laughed and looked down.

"I guess it was," she said, mumbling to herself.

He pulled his lips to hers and mumbled against her lips, "I love you too, Gwen. More than anything".

A simple kiss seemed to snowball into a heated make out session. She kept kissing him, almost desperate to keep him close. Peter flicked his tongue against her bottom lip and she opened her mouth. He bit down on her lip, gently, making her gasp. Peter moved his hands up her pajama top, across the bare skin of her stomach making her moan and arch her back, wanting to be closer to him.

Peter pulled away slightly, "can I try something?" He asked her, out of breath she simply nodded. Peter moved his mouth to her neck, even her skin tasted as sweet as her lips. His fingers teased the skin around her waist, hooking a finger around the waist band of her shorts, he pulled them down, exposing her lacy pink underwear.

"Pink suits you," he mumbled against her new love bite, making her shiver as she felt him blow against her sensitive skin.

Peter moved to settle himself between her legs, kissing the skin below her belly button as he traced the outline of her panties. He heard Gwen's breath catch in her throat before she spoke.

"Peter, you- you don't have to.." She trailed off in a moan as his hand touched her.

He smirked, looking into her piercing green eyes, "I can tell you for a fact I definitely want to Gwen."

Author's Note: So there you guys go! Please review!