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That was eventful. Peter thought while sitting on a roof a couple blocks away from the cops. All that talk about not letting the bad guy get away, and he gets away! Good work! Urgh.
Peter checked out the police radio hoping to hear about what just transpired.
We've got the suspects van down here. Looks like that Spider-Man fella was trying to point us in the right direction.
Yes! Peter thought excitedly. If only I had a way to follow that guy back to his boss. Guess I should put that on the to-do list. Wonder what else they're saying.
Peter checked his radio once again, however, this time he was hearing nothing related to him or anything important for that matter. That was unexpected. He thought.
Oh god, I'm tired. I can't believe I abandoned Harry for this. I didn't get the thief, maybe just put the cops in the right direction but they might have done that themselves! Howevert hat guy could have hurt someone if I did not intervene. I should go home and talk to Harry tomorrow.
Peter swung home.

Later, elsewhere

The man known as Speed Demon was sitting down in a chair at a safe house. He was contemplating what would happen now after failing Kingpin.
"James," a voice called out from his helmet which was on the floor beside him. James picked it up and spoke to the voice he talked to regularly though his helmet. "I'm guessing you would like me to come in."
"Yes, don't worry you're not going to get killed."
"Alright, I'll be there soon.
He sighed then rushed towards a payphone after zooming out of his safehouse. He dialled a number despite that fact it was late at night.
"Hello?" The voice on the other end of the line asked.
"Hey, it's James."
"Jesus! Where are you?! Are you alright?!
"Yes, I just wanted to apologize as I'm sure I'm going to be in a cell or six feet under."
"You said you got out of that life. I'm not helping you if that's what you want. "
"I did get out, for a time, I needed money. I had no choice. I justed wanted you to tell the kids, Uncle James won't be visiting anymore."
"Jame-" The voice tried saying but alas James hung up the phone.

Back at the Parker residence, the next day

Peter woke up with a yawn. Oh man, I'm so tired still. Wonder what's on the news? My heroism maybe? Peter grabbed his phone starting to check the latest news in the city.
Robberies by The Speed Demon. Spider-Man accomplice?
"What?" Peter exclaimed out loud accidentally. I can't believe this! How could I be blamed for this? I tried to stop him. The Daily Bugle was implying that Spider-Man might have been working with The Speed Demon, specifically J Jonah Jameson.
Ah, whatever I'll deal with that later. I've been a crappy friend, I should talk to Harry. That guy probably won't rob anywhere tonight, not after I nearly got him.
Peter dialled Harry. Hope he's not mad about me ditching him, Peter thought while the phone rang.
"Ough, Pete is that you? I got a headache, I got drunk last night at Flash's."
"Should I call back?" Peter asked not sure if Harry was in any state to talk with him.
"Na, by the way, why do you call so much? Don't you know about texting?" Harry's words were a bit slurred.
"I do text, I texted you like a few days ago."
"Right. Listen I feel like crap, but I'm guessing you have a reason for calling."
"I wanted to apologize for abandoning you," Peter said.
Harry laughed. "Why? I went to Flash's party I think I had a good time. I don't remember though that could be a good thing. I don't know, maybe I'm still drunk!"
"Okay." Peter started speaking, but Harry continued talking.
"You know what? I'm going to go see Gwen! It doesn't matter if I'm maybe drunk and not thinking clearly, I'm going to ask her out."
"Uhhh. How about I come with you! Or you don't go at all. Peter mumbled the last part under his breath.
Then it's settled! I'll be by soon then we can go together." Harry hung up.
Maybe Aunt May's up and I can question her about her boyfriend. And tell her I'm going out with Harry. Peter thought.
He went downstairs to find Aunt May watching the news, it was about Spider-Man. However, it was unclear what it was about.
"Morning Aunt May," Peter said setting down on the couch next to her.
"Good morning. Did you have a good sleep?"
"Yeah. How was your date?"
"It was fine. He's quite the gentleman. A charmer, like Ben. We just chatted the evening away mostly. I told him a bit about you, how proud I am."
Peter just smiled at Aunt May.
"It was a lovely time out, I think I'm going to continue to see him. If that's fine with you Peter."
"Yes. Don't ask me, it's your life Aunt May."
"You are a giant part of my life. So it's important it's okay with you."
"Um, I haven't met the guy."
"Well, I'll invite him over sometime soon so you can get to know each other. I believe you'll like him, he's got a sense of humour."
"Anyway, Harry's coming to pick me up. We're going to see Gwen and he might be asking her out so...yeah. I'm going with him for moral support." In reality, he thought Harry might not be thinking clearly.
"That's nice. Have fun with Harry."
"Thanks. I'm going to wait outside for him, see you later!"
He went outside to sit on the steps. When the door closed Aunt May went to reach envelopes she was hiding from Peter. They were multiple bills. She sighed deeply looking at them with concern.

Shortly

Harry's butler pulled up to Peter's house. It was a nice but regular car so they wouldn't stick out too much. The butler opened the car door for Peter and he sat beside Harry.
"Are you rethinking this at all? Peter asked.
"No Pete, I'm not. Why are you asking so much? Do you secretly like her?" Harry asked with a smirk.
"No way. No offence to her but she's like the sister I never had. And on top of that, you're the one making googly eyes at her whenever you're with her."
"I do not. Do I?"
"Yeah, you pretty much do."
"Well, ugh. Do you think she'll reject me? I mean she's not my first girlfriend."
"She's not your girlfriend yet Playboy. Those girls were nothing special. They do not compare to Gwen. I'm guessing she knows that. Anyway, how did dinner go?" Peter asked changing the subject.
"It went fine. We didn't talk at all. So that's not bad. Mom's still on her business trip, still not entirely clear about what she's doing, but whatever. Probably can't stand to be with him for too long. Wish she was here instead of him. I know she care's more."
"Noman's not that bad Harry."
"Hey, Bernard are we almost there?"
"Yes, Master Harry." He replied.
"Thanks, Bernard. Pete how do I look."
Peter sighed. "Fine."
"Fantastic. I want to look my best for her. I've wanted to meet those lips for a while."
"There is more to her than her lips."
"Of course! Why are you so serious Pete? Come on, relax a little!"
"We're here Master Harry," Bernard said.
"After you lover boy," Peter said.
Harry and Peter got out of the car. They could see Gwen's house along with Gwen waiting outside as Harry told her they were on their way. However, he was purposely vague about why they were coming.
"Hey," Gwen said coming up to them. "What's the emergency?"
"It's not really an emergency. Harry said.
Peter back up and leaned onto Harry's car. He thought he should not be involved in their conversation.
"Okay, so what's up?"
"You're so beautiful."
"Thanks, are you alright? Gwen said confused.
"Will you go out on a date with moi?"
"Nice to see you too. Are you screwing with me?"
"No Gwen, I'm serious," Harry said coming right to her. "Please say yes."
"Yes Harry Osborn, I would be thrilled to go out with you." They both were smiling now.
"That's all?" Peter asked. "I thought there was going to be fireworks? Bright lights? More than just go out with me, ok."
"That's what you thought was going to happen? That seems very improbable." Gwen said.
"Anything can happen these days Gwen," Peter said.
"Are you two being serious right now?" Harry asked.
"I don't know. Doesn't matter, all that matters right now is that you two crazy kids are going out."
"It's just a date," Gwen said.
"I'm betting I'll be more than that," Harry replied.
"Fair enough. Are we going out tonight? Without Peter of course."
Harry chuckled.
"Why can't I come? Peter asked. I would love to see the master charmer at work."
They both looked at him.
"I'm kidding. Just tell me how it goes. So, what now?"
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Well, it's still the morning and-"
Harry cut Peter off. "I see your point. What would you like to do Gwen?"
"Go inside I suppose. I've done all my catch up work. Also, my dad's gone to work already and my mom won't' care if we just hang out here."
"Sounds great," Harry said. "I'll just tell Bernard what we're doing." Harry walked off to talk with him while Peter and Gwen went inside.
"How are you?" Peter asked.
"Pretty good right now. I wondered when he was going to ask me out. I do admit, I'm curious if he's alright. Or if he'll do something stupid."
"We've been friends for years us three. I worry about him. I try to help him. Though honestly, I could do more to help him and I'm not."
"We have lives apart from each other. It's not your job to take of him." Gwen replied.
"Yeah, I-" Harry came into the house. They wanted their talk to be private, so they stopped talking.
"Alright! I told Bernard we're going to hang here so he's going to eat. Which makes me hungry. So I'm ordering out. So what would you two like to eat something in particular?"

Later-

The three of them spent the whole afternoon at Gwen's house. By now it was becoming closer to supper time. So Harry went off to dinner with Gwen to some fancy restaurant and Peter thought he might as well go swing around before going home. After all, web swinging never does get old.
Peter was in Manhatten swinging around having no intention of crime fighting and noticed something odd. There was smoke coming from the roof of a nearby building, however, there was no fire, just a man who strangely looked familiar.
I recall that face. That's The Speed Demon! Peter had seen his face when he encountered him the day before.
He swung into the rooftop seeing Speed Demon sitting down using a smoke signal.
"I wondered how long until you would show." The man said.
"I'm guessing you're the speed guy right? Peter asked.
"Indeed I am. I want to make a deal with you."
"Pretty sure deals are made with cops. Unless tv lied to me."
"Listen, my employer wanted me to take you out."
"I'm flattered The Kingpin wants to take me out to dinner."
"You know about him?"
"Just that he's real, obviously."
"Yeah well, I've written down addresses for some of his warehouses. Maybe you can find this information useful"
"How do I know I can trust you?" Peter was waiting for his spider senses to go off not trusting his situation. "Also why the smoke? Don't you think someone might check that out besides me and-?"
"I got lucky I guess.
"So why me and why are you turning on your boss?"
"He's got cops on his payroll and I dug myself too deep in with him. I'm sure a young man like yourself doesn't know what that means, but the point is I'm afraid of him. And you can take him down."
"Why don't you? You've got a super suit, don't you?"
"That thing was too much power for me. I know that the people he'll get to replace me will love that great power."
"Running fast is a great power."
"That was just a taste of what he's got cooking."
"Delightful, anything else? Like his name or description?"
"Don't know his name. But I know he's got money and connections. Also, he's massive."
"Great thanks. So, I'm still going to bring you to the police."
"I figured."
"Hop aboard. I just got practice caring someone on my back so we're both in luck, I hope.

Several minutes later, Peter dropped him off webbed up at the nearby police station. He webbed him up so it would be more convincing. He did not stick around as the police generally did not trust him. After swinging away, Peter thought he should think about what just happened.
So that was odd. Guess I'm into the business of listening to the bad guys now. He didn't seem like the typical thug, then again I suppose I never did stop and talk till now. Maybe I oughta check out these addresses or give them to the police. But, what if it's a trap! Ugh, I'll just have to check those out myself, but not today. Also, I know that there's going to more trouble afoot. Unless he was lying about that too. And that this "Kingpin" is a big guy. Maybe he's really short. Whatever, the point is, I caught The Speed Demon! Technically, he turned himself in. But still, that counts in my book.

Hello again, this is the end of this story arc, (Part 1-4) though this is all part of a larger story arc. Please review!