It was dark out, night had fallen several hours ago. And yet a woman still stood in front of a grave. Tears fell down her face as she stared at the fresh marker.

-Peter Parker-

1989-2013

Son

Nephew

Husband

It had been less than a week since the climactic confrontation that had ended his life. And yet, May Parker remembered the newscast as if it where happening at the moment.

Three days ago:

"-tinuing our live coverage. A massive Supervillain breakout has occured at the worst possible time. Both the Avengers and Justice League have most of their roster otherwise occupied off-world, and there has been no word from the Fantastic Four. Leaving only a small band of heroes to deal with this unprecedented carnage. I-" May Parker watched in horror as she saw Peter being thrown into the side of a bus by a man she didn't recognize. Her heart continued to beat faster and faster as he didn't get up. "This has been going on for hours. Police are advising everyone withing a twenty-mile radius of the harbour move somewhere safe. No telling how long it'll be before-" the woman was cut short once more by a body impacting the ground hard. This time, it was the body of her nephew's new wife, Kara Zor-El, known to the world as Supergirl.

"As you can see," the reporter continued in a flustered tone. "The situation is very dire. The national guard has been mobilized, and will arrive inccckkkkzzzzttt-" May's heart nearly stopped as the feed was cut off entirely. The last frame showing a violent explosion. She reached out for the screen as it reverted to the newsroom, with two grim-looking people sitting at their desk. One oof whom managed to crack their throat enough to speak.

"All transmission has been lost," the man said, doing his best to hide the emotion in his voice. "We can't raise Petricia on her phone. We must assume the worst. We-" May shut the television off. Something she had never done when it came to her nephew's superhero escapades. She liked to watch them because she always knew in her heart that he would be okay. But this time something felt different. She felt something die in her heart, she just didn't understand it. Not until several hours later, when the blonde woman appeared at her door.

The golden-blonde hair of her niece-in-law was matted and marred. Her face bore light bruising, and a small cut on her chin. And knowing her heritage, Amy understood she had received a beating. Even if it weren't for her exhausted expression.

"He's..." she sobbed heavily as she and May pulled into a tight embrace.

Present:

"He's still here," May Parker's Niece-in-law said as she floated down from up high. Looking skyward, May took note of the black overhaul of the traditional blue suit. "In spirit, at least."

"You changed it," May choked as she reached for a handkerchief.

"It felt right," Kara said as her feet touched the ground. "had to do something, I was the only survivor. Unless you count Nitro."

"Has he been found?" May asked, hopeful for some retribution for Peter's death."

"As he tried to sneak into Latveria this morning," Kara replied as she folded her arms across her chest. "I dropped him off at the Hellicarrier."

"You should've killed him," May spat angrily.

"I don't think he would have wanted that," Kara said softly.

"You're right," May said as she dabbed at the tears in her eyes, "I just...I just...just..."

"I know," Kara replied as she put her hand on May's shoulder. "I know. I want him dead as well. But that choice is for the court. Not me."

"I failed..." May rambled as she pulled away from the woman of tomorrow, "His parents...they trusted me and Ben...now...there's nothing left of my family...nothing...no one but me..."

"Hey..." Kara said as she turned May to face her directly, grasping her hand lightly as she did so. "You did a marvellous job with him. He would never have become the man he was...is without you."

"If he wasn't the man I made him," May snapped as she tried to pull away with futility, "he'd still be alive and...and i wouldn't be the last member of the Parker's..."

"You aren't," Kara replied as she pulled May's hand against her stomach. "There's still a little bit of him left in the world."

"You mean...?" May sobbed.

"He wanted to tell you himself," Kara said as she lifted May's chin up with a single finger. "I'm three weeks along. And I know it's a boy. Mother's intuition."

A/N: Which heroine would you like to see get a short story? Kara or Zatanna?