A/N: Sorry it's been so long without an update, ever since college started it's been hard to sit down and focus on writing among all other things that life throws at you. Not sure if anyone is still interested in this fic or not since I published it in May and there was been countless other Spidey!Beca stories…let me know if I should continue or not. Anyway! Just an ICYMI: Dr. Connors is Beca's dad, AKA Dr. Mitchell from the movie.

Flashback to the Night of the bombing: 8:30 p.m.

Beca walked down the hallway of the hospital, heading to the room that Jesse was staying in. She rubbed her eyes, trying to fight the drowsiness she was feeling. She'd got a text from Chloe around an hour ago saying that she was home and everything was okay.

Beca had just left her father's house after spending the majority of the evening there, talking, deciding…going over everything. They'd meet up again the following morning to begin Beca's training. It was only as she was going to leave that he showed her the inventions.

She stopped in front of the large door and knocked gently, hearing Jesse yell for her to come in.

"Hey Osborn." She teased as she walked over to his bedside.

"Hey Mitchell." He chuckled as she leaned forward with her arms open.

"Damn, I had to have a near death experience to get a Beca Mitchell hug?" He teased, earning him a swift punch in his bicep as Beca broke the hug.

"Jackass." She mumbled as she took a seat in one of the plastic chairs. Jesse adjusted his pillows as she sat up.

"How're you feeling?"

"I'm fine, just a bump. I've already tried convincing them to let me leave, but no luck." He crossed his arms over his chest as Beca nodded. "How's Chloe doing?"

"She says she's okay. They let her leave a little bit ago-"

"They let her leave?! What the hell, let me go to!" Beca chuckled at his tantrum as he grumbled.

"In all seriousness Jesse, " Beca spoke as she played with her fingers. "Thank you for what you did. You saved her." They locked eyes as realization of what could have happened began to sink in.

"Hey, don't be getting all soft on me Mitchell. Chloe was already in here crying on my chest, I don't think I can handle you too." They two laughed softly at his way of lightening the mood. "But you know I'd do anything for you guys."

"We're a family." Beca agreed as Jesse nodded.

It was later that Jesse let her know that Jesse's family doctor had been unable to reach his dad, Dr. Osborn. This only agitated Jesse more, concerned for his father's safety. What if he was injured in the attack? Or worse? The thoughts swarmed Jesse's mind ad Beca tried everything she could to settle him.

1 day after Times Square bombing.

Dr. Connors/Beca's Biological Dad's House

Present Day

"This is insane! I fucking hit the target! It barely grazed that civilian dude!" Beca huffed in irritation as once again her father hit the red button on the panel board and the virtual targets disappeared. The virtual reality room appeared around her as she ripped the simulator glasses off.

"You're thinking too much! Just relax. Feel…don't think. Trust your instincts Beca." Her father's voice came over the speakers that lined the room, however it fell on deaf ears as Beca rolled her eyes.

"I feel like this isn't working…" Beca muttered under her breath as she rubbed her temples. Dr. Connors watched as his daughter grew restless with the simulations. He walked out of the control room and walked over to an irritated Beca who was playing with the straps on her web shooters.

"Hey…" He approached her as he placed his hands on her biceps, causing her to look up at him.

"I can't do this. This was a mistake, I'm not cut out for-"

"Beca. Stop." He cut off her rambling with a firm tone as she tightened her jaw. "I know you can do this. I believe in your abilities…but that isn't going to mean anything until you believe in yourself." Beca swiped at her nose as she looked up to him. The two looked between each other for a few seconds before Beca slowly nodded.

"Start it up again." Beca demanded as she took a deep breath and placed the glasses back over her eyes. Dr. Connors smiled brightly at her as he squeezed her arms encouragingly. He turned on his heel and re-entered the control room.

Beca shook out her nerves as she rolled her neck to the side and back again.

"You can do this." Beca whispered to herself. "Feel. Feel. Feel." She repeated to herself, trying to muster up her confidence. She swung her arms by her side trying to gather herself in preparation for the drills,

"Simulation is now online." Beca watched as the green room faded from view and instead she found herself in a dimly lit, abandoned warehouse.

XXXX

"You did really well today Beca, you've accomplished all the basics." Dr. Connors commented as he took a seat at the mahogany dining room table. Beca followed through the archway as she placed her arms on the back of the chair, leaning against it.

"Do you think I'm ready? You know, to stop him?" Beca nodded to the newspaper that sat between them on the table. On the cover was the latest picture Tom Brock of the Daily Bugle had taken of the masked menace, coined as the 'Green Goblin' by J. Jonah Jameson, the publisher of the newspaper. Dr. Connors followed her line of sight as he picked up the paper carefully and examined it. He flipped through the pages as images of destruction filled his eyes from the Times Square bombing yesterday afternoon. Buildings being blown up and destroyed, the people of New York lying injured in the streets, and the police being unable to stop the Green Goblin from the terror he was causing.

"You're the only one who can stop him Beca." Dr. Connors said honestly, setting the paper back down. He crossed his hands in front of him as Beca laughed bitterly and shook her head in disbelief. "With the spider-serum now merged into your DNA…these new abilities are what will aid you in stopping him…" A few moments paced between them in silence. Dr. Connors's eyes were focused on his daughter and Beca's were trained on the yellow eyes that haunted the front page of the Daily Bugle.

"I know I've been hard you about your training…I just want to ensure that you're ready. So that I can help you prepare in any way I can. The suit, the webbing… it will all help you in stopping him, but it's all going to come down to your training; adjusting to the new agility and strength, learning to trust your spider sense…that is what will make the difference."

"Yeah, I know…it's just hard to, everything that's happened…its crazy." Beca mumbled as she thought back to the crazy events that have unfolded in the past week.

'Jesse would have a field day with all this; it was like the plot of an action movie.'

The aftermath of the bombings had really put a new perspective into Beca's thoughts and actions. This Green Goblin guy needed stopped and it was clear that the NYPD weren't going to be able to do it. This was personal to Beca now, on so many different levels. Both his and Beca's DNA had been genetically altered, thanks to Oscorp. He's attacked Times Square, where all of her friends were at, where they could have been killed. Chloe and Jesse could have been killed because of him. Beca's blood pressure rose at the thought. She'd never been more thankful to have Jesse and Chloe in her life. She had to stop this Green Goblin guy and fast, before he hurt someone else she cared about. First Uncle Ben being murdered, now Jesse and Chloe in the hospital…she had to do SOMETHING with these new powers of hers.

FLASHBACK TO NIGHT OF THE BOMBING. DR. CONNORS HOUSE AFTER BECA ARRIVES.

"Come with me!" Dr. Connors grabbed Beca by her bicep as he dragged her behind him, leading them both down the hallway of his house.

"Whoa dude!" Beca exclaimed ripping her arm out of his grasp with ease. "What is going on?!" Dr. Connors ignored her as he stopped in front of the bookshelf. He grabbed the spines of the various books and tossed them to the floor behind him, clearing out the entire third shelf. Beca's jaw dropped as she saw a hidden keypad built into the back wall of the shelf.

"No way. This is not happening…" Beca mumbled to herself. Dr. Connors entered the numeric code '1105'. Beca wanted to smile at the number sequence. 11 05. November 5th, her birthday. Maybe her dad wasn't as all bad as she wanted him to be. The bookcase opened up into the false wall. Concrete blocks lined the stairway that descended into a darkened basement.

"Follow me."

Dr. Connors led them down the spiral staircase and automatically, the room lit up. Beca stood frozen in awe as she looked around the room. Along the concrete walls were various shelving units and cabinets that held different gadgets and tools.

"Whoa." Beca blew out as she looked around carefully.

"These…are my inventions, the last I could save before I left Oscorp." Dr. Connors said proudly as he followed closely behind Beca, who was taking everything in.

"This…this is insane!" Beca exclaimed as she walked over to a glass showcase. Hung inside was what appeared to be a red and blue spandex suit as well as a mask and boots. Right in the middle of the chest was a large black spider logo stitched into the material. The rest of the suit had black spider webs traced over the pattern and the mask had reflective white lens, to which she could see herself in them.

"What is all this stuff for?" Beca asked as she studied the suit in more detail.

"It was originally designed for the test subjects that were going to be injected with the serum. We designed gadgets and weapons for the subject to use against enemies. These weapons, as well as the armor suit, were designed with the spider serum in mind."

"Weapons for what?" Beca asked confused.

"Oscorp was in the process of developing the United State's leading technology for modern warfare. We were creating super soldiers." Dr. Connors told her as he began to unlock the glass display cases. Beca watched as he took out what looked like two large watches as he handed one of them to her.

"These are your web-shooters." He explained as he showed Beca how to put them on. They were small enough to look likes watches to the average person.

"This right here-" He pointed to the sensor resting in his palm. "Press this to activate them. The harder you press, the more web that comes out and at a higher velocity. It's also pressure sensitive to just two fingers, so when you make a fist, it's not going to set them off. I will also program it to only allow you to use them, I'll get a press of your fingertips later, in the meantime…" Dr. Connors trailed off as he raised his wrist and aimed at the far concrete wall. Beca watched closely as he used his middle and ring fingers to press the trigger sensor. Instantly a webbing shot out and stuck towards the wall.

"Holy fuck!" Beca exclaimed in amazement as her eyes grew in excitement.

"Beca…" He scolded softly.

"Sorry, but holy crap dude! This is awesome!" Beca aimed at the wall also and pressed, sending a line of webbing across the room.

"The webbing I helped develop at Oscorp, it's high intensity biocable, one cartridge can hold 1 mile's worth of webbing. Also, if you press these two buttons on the side-" Dr. Connors demonstrated on the one he was wearing, as he pressed on the side buttons, the trigger in his palm retracted into the base of the shooter. "It will go into the chamber for you to wear them without raising any eyebrows."

Beca followed his steps and watched as when she pressed the buttons the trigger would appear and disappear.

"Next up. Your suit." He walked over to the large glass case containing the protection suit. "This suit is designed to protect you as well as to keep your identity a secret. Made up of a layer of nanofiber and al-"

"Spandex." Beca cut him off as she eyed the suit questionably. "Because nothing says covert like bright red and blue spandex."

"The colors were chosen to correspond with the American flag, which is why the eye lens' are white. And yes, the spandex allows easier movement to give your agility a boost.

"Of course it does." Beca took the suit from him as she held it up and looked at it carefully.

"The spandex also is super light-weight and allows for it to be worn under most everyday clothes. You'll notice in the sleeves is a space for your web-shooters and there is a small pocket on your hip to carry extra web cartridges.

"I can't believe I'm going to swinging around New York City in fucking Spandex." Beca said in disbelief as she breathed out. "All of this is insane, literally all of it!" Beca ran her hand through her hair. "This is my life now."

PRESENT DAY – CHLOE POV

I watched as Aubrey was finishing wrapping up Bellas rehearsal with some ending vocal exercises. I was sitting on one of the chairs of the choir room, restricted from participating because of yesterday. It was still a little hard for me to breathe, but it just felt as though I lost my breath easier.

"Okay Bellas 'Ah' on 3!" Aubrey told everyone as I jumped up to join in the group. "1…2…Ahhhh!"

"Great job today girls!" I encouraged them as everyone began to gather up their things to head home, it was getting close to 6 o'clock and everyone was eager to get out of the school for the day.

"How're you feeling Chlo?" Aubrey placed her hand on my back as I turned around to face her.

"I'm okay Bree." I said with a smile, I squeezed her hand to reassure her as she forced a smile back.
"Stop worrying so much."

Once we had grabbed our things, Bree and I walked through the metal doors of the choir room and out into the Creative Arts hallway. The sun was setting outside as the final rays were shining through the windows of the school. Aubrey's phone chimed as she reached into her bag to grab it.

"Jesse texted me." Aubrey face lit up as she texted back a reply.

"Oooohhh!" I teased her as I bumped her hip playfully. "Look who's in Trebleeeee!" I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Oh hush it! You and Beca are no better!" She said rolling her eyes.

"So you have no room to talk about 'toners' then!" I argued as I raised my eyebrows at her as she tried to challenge me.

"Fine-" She grumbled, "-but still, she's automatically on my shit list if she hurts you."

"And same goes for Jesse. Now we both just need to get them to actually do something about it." I sighed out in frustration. I stopped at my locker and began to enter the combination, Aubrey leaned against the wall beside me.

"They're both too oblivious to anything going on around them." Aubrey complained as she rolled her eyes. I giggled softly as I grabbed my books to do homework.

"Look who it is! My favorite birds!" Bree and I both turned but we already knew who it was. Walking up to us as confidently as ever was Luke Morgan, the foreign exchange student from England. He smiled brightly at us and waved. Luke was the hottest guy at the school, put his amazing good looks, his accent and his muscles together…every girl was throwing themselves at him. Aubrey and I had been assigned to help out Luke when he first moved here 2 years ago. Getting him use to the school and helping him if he needed it, we had been pretty close back then.

"It's been ages love." He told me as he politely pecked my cheek and then Aubrey's. "So tell me, who's too oblivious to notice you, they must be moronic?" He crossed his arms over his chest, his plain grey t-shirt tight. Luke was like our big brother, always looking out for our best interest, it wasn't rare when he went protective.

"Actually, you know them well! Both of them work for you." I laughed at the irony and hugged my books to my chest.

"Becky and Jesse!? No fucking way!" He dropped his jaw as he rubbed his chin. "Jesse too big a baby to do anything-"

"Hey now! Take it-" Aubrey started to defend Jesse as Luke laughed and put his hands up defensively.

"Easy Aubrey, you know he's not gonna make a move without a push." He turned to look at me. "I woulda thought Becky would have done something by now Red." He was shocked as he began to think.

"You and me both." Luke extended his finger at me as an idea came to him.

"I got it! Becky's working tonight in the station, so I'll let you come with me, see if I can get her to make a move for ya!" He winked at me as he nodded, believing his plan was bulletproof.

"That's-actually not a bad idea Luke." I agreed as I got excited at the thought of seeing Beca in her element. "Thank you." I stepped forward and hugged him.

"Sorry I couldn't be much help for you tonight Aubrey." He apologized as Aubrey nodded, understandingly.

"It's perfectly okay Luke, I guess I'll catch up with you both later?" We all said our good-byes as I walked down the end of the hallway towards the school's radio station. Once we got to the main door, I peered inside and saw Beca already at work, stacking some CD's on the shelves. The second door opened obnoxiously and Beca didn't bother looking up.

"Hey Luke, some dude called in asking if you'd- oh. Hey Chlo." Beca took notice and froze in place for a second. I laughed softly from behind Luke who was already smirking.

"Hey Becky, ran into Chloe here thought I'd be a good boss and bring you some company for the night." Beca nodded as put the last CD case she was holding on the shelf.

"Anyway, I'm gonna head out, my girlfriend and I have a date and if I'm late, I'm a dead man." He grabbed his leather jacket off the back of one of the chairs beside the desk as he put it on.

"Becky remember to finish the stack of CDs and make sure the queue stays filled." He told her as she did a mock salute as I covered my mouth and sniggered. Luke was on his way out when he turned back to us.

"Oh and one more thing, no sex on the desk…I've been burned before. Have fun!" With that he left and Beca's face was beat red.

"Wow okay…that wasn't weird at all." She said as I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment. She cleared her throat as I peeked through my eyes and we both started laughing all over again.

"So how'd you manage to get Luke to let you in here, he only let's us." She raised her eyebrows at me and began to walk towards the booth. I followed her through the aisles of music as I heard Metro Station's 'Shake It' playing through the speakers.

"We're actually really good friends." I told her as she sat at the desk and began to press various knobs and buttons.

"Right 'friends'." Beca teased as she smirked at me. I gasped at her as I swung and hit her on the arm. "Didn't see you as the aggressor here Beale!"

Now if she does it like this,

Will you do it like that?

"Sounds like you're just jealous to me Becs." I played back at her as flipped my hair over my shoulder and put a hand on my hip. She squinted her eyes at me, challenging me. Beca Mitchell never backed down from a challenge.

"I am so not jealous." She told me as she turned back to the numerous screens in front of us. She seemed content with the tracks as she stood up and walked over to where I stood by the door.

Now if she touches like this

Will you touch her like that?

She stopped right in front of me as she looked between my eyes and smirked. I could see a hint of scheming in her blue eyes as I waited on her move. "If anything, he should be jealous of me." She whispered back to me.

"Why's that?" I breathed out, watching how her lips parted ever so slightly.

"Because I'm here with you, and he isn't. I have you all to myself tonight." She told me seriously as she looked up at me, her eyes in a straight stare. My breath hitched as she reached out and hooked her fingers around my belt loops and pulled my flush against her. She must have gotten taller without me realizing because we were eye to eye.

Now if she moves like this

Will you move her like that?

I could feel my breath becoming labored. This was the side of Beca that I loved, the confident side. The sexy side. I could feel my body getting warm from how close we were and at the situation itself. I hope Luke was kidding about the desk.

Beca tucked a strand of hair behind my ear with her right hand and leaned forward. Her lips brushed against my cheek as her breath caught my ear. Her left hand was resting against the base of my neck, keeping me still and her right was placed on my hip.

"And I know your lady jam. Payback's a bitch, isn't it?" I could hear the arrogance in her tone as I huffed out in frustration. Beca laughed as she backed away from me and I could finally catch my breath. Beca strutted over to the keys, moving her hips to please my eyes that followed her.

"Beca Mitchell you are such a tease!"

Come on, shake, shake

Shake, shake, shake it

End of Chapter 9

Next chapter we will finally get a Bechloe kiss, the appearance of Spider-Girl, and more!

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