Gwen was at yet another practice with her band. They were coming up on the big charity concert Stark Industries and several other New York based corporations had organized. It was going to be broadcast across the US. Tickets and streaming profits were being donated to help the small businesses and people who were left homeless after the Chitari attack. Gwen's mind wasn't in the game. It hadn't been in the two weeks since she found out that she was currently host to some form of parasite that was violent and seemed completely uncontrollable. She'd pretended to be normal for the benefit of Adam, her Aunt May, Peter, Tony and other people in her life but she was feeling anything but normal.

"Gwen!"

Gwen blinked. Lana was shouting her name.

"What gives?"

Gwen rubbed her face.

"Song's over?"

Lana had her hands on her hips.

"Yea, has been for five minutes. What's up with you? You've been phoning it in for the last week."

Gwen shrugged.

"Nothing. Just having an off day."

Monica shook her head.

"It's not nothing, come on let's talk about it."

Gwen put her drumsticks down and started to stand up. Lana wasn't giving up.

"You're obviously dealing with something. What's going on?"

Gwen grabbed her backpack.

"I'm fine."

Monica gave her a look of disbelief.

"That's not how someone who's fine says, I'm fine."

Gwen stormed out. She was starting to get angry, and she knew what that triggered. Better to piss off her bandmates then to rip their heads off with that disgustingly long tongue. Her wrist started vibrating. She assumed it was her bandmates blowing up her texts. She found a bench in the park near her walk-up and checked the status of the AI's hacking of the SHIELD systems. It still said working. Since she'd launched it almost two weeks ago it has felt like her life was on hold. She heard an explosion in the distance. Then gunfire. Then screams. Gwen hesitated but she knew she couldn't ignore it. She ran towards danger while everyone else was running away from it. Steve was right. It was in her blood.

The church, her church was the source of the disturbance. Police had not arrived yet. She heard more gunfire. Gwen rushed up the stairs and was nervous because she didn't have her costume. As she was running up the stairs black ooze spiders started popping out of her skin and suddenly, she was engulfed in the same costume she'd seen on the video. The difference was, she was in control. Even her bracers solidified this time. She shoved the doors open. Sin-Eater was standing over Father Thomas, his vestments were bloody. Other mass attendees were also injured. The confessionals had been blown up. In the front of the church were the students from the local primary catholic school, none of them would be older than ten years old. The Sin-Eater spoke.

"Throw out anything tainted with evil."

He was leveling his gun at the children. Gwen flicked her wrist and yanked the assault rifle out of his hand with a web. She spoke loudly, quoting Matthew.

"See that you do not despise one of these little ones. For I tell you that their angels in heaven always see the face of my Father in heaven."

All eyes in the church turned to Spider-Woman… or what she had become now. All of the Sin-Eater's focus was on her. She yelled.

"Run!"

As she did so she leapt at the Sin-Eater. Her fist connected with his armored face mask. Denting it. He stumbled backwards. She realized she was much stronger with the symbiote than she had been before. At least an order of magnitude. He pulled out a pistol and she kept on top of him she reached her arm back and her fingers turned into wicked talons. She swiped the hand holding the gun. Her claws shredded his armor. She saw Father Thomas's fallen form. She didn't like church much, but she knew he was a good man. She got angry. Her mask shifted and the razorlike teeth appeared and split apart. She snarled. He drew a black combat knife with his good hand.

"The Lord rebuke you!"

She slammed his vicious stab aside and with her other hand slashed her claw across his metal breastplate. The metal screeched as it was torn up by her talons. His knife went flying. The Sin-Eater stumbled backwards. She stood over him ready to finish it she quoted her own verse from the bible.

"For the wages of sin is death."

Father Thomas, who was somehow still alive, was speaking, trying to get her attention.

"If you kill him, you will be as bad as him. It's not justice."

She looked at the father. Sin-Eater who had lost all of his weapons and was bleeding from two claw wounds scrambled away and ran out of the church. She looked down at the blood dripping from her clawed hands and let him go. The weight of her refusal to go out as Spider-Woman was coming crashing down on her. If she hadn't come… those children. Father Thomas was staring at her he looked terrified. She could tell he wasn't long for this world. There was a lot of blood and the sirens were still sounding very far away. She fell to her knees and the symbiote became a swarm of black spiders that oozed into her skin.

"Gwen? You're... you're Spider-Woman."

He held out his hand. She took it in hers. Her fingertips were still covered in Sin-Eater's blood.

"I'm not sure what I am anymore, Father Thomas. I'm so sorry I… I was too frightened to go out. The thing inside me is dangerous. I was afraid I would hurt people. If I had… I might have been able to stop the Sin-Eater before he did this. I was too late."

He looked up at her with his kind eyes.

"Are the children safe?"

Gwen nodded tears were forming in her eyes.

"Yes Father."

He squeezed her hand weakly.

"Then you were on time. I wish… I wish…"

He stopped breathing. Gwen knew it was hopeless, but she tried anyway. She put him on his back and started giving him CPR. She didn't stop until a firefighter shook her.

"He's gone kid. You can stop."

He pulled her away. An EMT rushed in the firefighter pulled her to the front steps of the church and helped her sit down. He stood up and shouted something. Gwen missed it. Her brain just wasn't working well at this point, so she was having trouble focusing on anything. She was used to trauma but after the last month her brain was sort of giving up on her. When she was able to focus again she noticed a female EMT looking her over. Gwen was covered in Father Thomas's blood. Thankfully for her there were multiple witnesses that could verify the attacker was not her. She wasn't in cuffs so that likely meant no one saw her transform into… what was she now? The EMT flashed a light in her eyes.

"Are you hurt?"

Gwen blinked a few times and shook her head.

"It's not my blood. I'm fine. I just need to get cleaned up."

The EMT frowned but nodded. She stood up and waved her hand. Detective Jean DeWolff, someone who Gwen was familiar with because she was her dad's former partner. She approached and sat down beside Gwen.

"Hey Gwen. I called your father when I found out you were here. He's worried about you. You okay to answer some questions? We have dozens of witnesses but they're mostly kids, and we're getting dozens of accounts. Could you tell me what you saw?"

Gwen shrugged.

"Nothing. I saw the Sin-Eater on Spider-Woman's videos, so I recognized him when I saw him running out of the church. I went inside to see if I could help. Father Thomas had stopped breathing and had no pulse, so I gave him CPR."

Jean wrote down some notes.

"Did you see who attacked Sin-Eater?"

Gwen shook her head.

"No, sorry. He was bleeding. His armor was torn."

Jean nodded and made an mmhmm sound.

"Matches up. Do you need a ride home?"

Gwen shook her head. Jean patted Gwen on the back.

"I'll check on you later. Your father's orders."

Gwen stood up and walked past the police tape. She walked home in a daze. She was in a daze until she started scrubbing her hands. Then she started getting flashbacks to her blackout two weeks before. Flashes of men's faces showing utter terror. Nothing concrete. She threw her clothes in the hamper and got into the shower. The blood from Father Thomas that had dried on her arms and legs turned the water running into the tub pink. She wondered how Dr. Banner dealt with the aftermath of his rampages. She knew she shouldn't feel guilty. They would have killed her, or worse. She let the water run over her for what seemed like an eternity, her mother used to say, clean off the yuck. By the time she got out the skin of her fingers was wrinkled. She looked at them and remembered all the blood on them when she woke up after her rampage. She pulled on fresh pjs and curled up on her bed after turning off her holo-phone.

She was pulled from her tortured sleep by an unexpected noise from the common area of the apartment. She rushed out ready for a fight. When she saw her dad, she rushed over and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. The stress of the last month drained from her in the form of tears. He smiled at her.

"If all it takes to get you to be my little girl again is to leave for a month. I'm going to need to do it more often."

He kissed the top of her head.

"I'm sorry hon. If I'd known what was going to happen while I was away, I would never have left. I spoke to Director Fury; He told me what you did for them and why you haven't been able to visit your aunt, why you were out of contact so much. Told me he'd ask the president to give you a medal if he could."

Gwen wiped her tears up and retreated to her room, she returned with two VIP tickets. She offered them to her dad. He took them and looked them over.

"What are these?"

"My band is opening for a charity concert this afternoon. I got you and Erica tickets. I hope you can come."

He looked at Erica. She nodded.

"Of course."

Gwen hugged him again and kissed him on the cheek.

"I need to get showered and ready to go."

Gwen and her band played a fantastic show. Fantastic for them. She'd managed to keep focused for the whole performance. The organizers had managed to snag the Radio City Music Hall. They were finishing off their set when things went off the rails. Gwen's spider sense triggered just before an explosion rocked the building. The lights went out briefly. Gwen was forced to use a web to yank Lana back from a piece of falling debris. People were starting to panic. Gwen didn't have time to really think about the choice she was about to make. She sprang into action. The symbiote engulfed her in a swarm of black spiders and she started yanking people out of the way of falling debris with her webs. Bullets started to fly towards her which she parried with her bracers. She looked for the source.

The eyes on her new living costume narrowed. It was the Sin-Eater. She snarled. His attacks were proving to be useless on her at a distance. He launched a TX-01 cannister at the roof. Spider-Woman had a choice. Chase him down or prevent a collapse that would kill thousands. She listened to her internal beat once again and started weaving a web to stabilize the roof. She managed most of it but realized a piece had fallen past her web. It was massive. More than she could stop it was heading right for the section of the audience her father was in. She flicked her wrists multiple times trying to grab enough of it to stop. People were rushing away. One little girl tripped and was left behind. Gwen's father turned back to help her. Spider-Woman strained against the weight. Her arms felt like they were being pulled out of their sockets. Gwen's father scooped up the little girl and managed to dive out of the way when Spider-Woman lost her grip and the section of roof hit the floor. She stumbled towards the backstage and fell down. She started crawling through the debris. She'd overexerted herself and was paying the price.

Spider-Woman was pulling herself up on a fallen lighting rig when she heard her father's voice. He yelled, "Stop!" She heard his safety release. Then a gunshot. She turned around suddenly and flicked her wrists, but nothing came out. She had apparently used up whatever reserves her symbiote had. She knew she could probably survive a bullet or deflect it. There was no telling how her suit might react… it was a bullet hit that had triggered her bloody rampage before. She couldn't risk that, not with her dad.

"Hands up! Down on the ground!"

Gwen was confused at what he wanted her to do exactly and tried pleading with him.

"Come on, I just saved all those people, I saved the world."

He kept talking.

"You're under arrest for the murder of Ben Parker and the attempted murder of James Fisk."

She had a choice. Run or risk getting shot and brutally murdering her father. She decided to tell him the truth. She let the costume soak back into her. Her dad blinked in disbelief. His gun's barrel lowered.

"Gwen?"

She stepped forward and he aimed his gun at her again.

"How long have you been lying to me?"

Gwen lowered her hands.

"Dad, it's me, I didn't hurt James Fisk that was someone else. Just calm down dad."

She took another step forward. He spoke.

"You have the right to remain silent."

"Dad please!"

There was a loud bang. Her father pressed the trigger. Gwen flicked her wrist; It was a reflex and apparently the suit had regenerated at least some webbing. Her father was pinned to the ground. She felt the bullet enter her chest. Her father stared at her. Horror in his eyes as she stumbled backwards. More police were rushing towards the gunfire. Tears started to drip down Gwen's cheeks. She felt the symbiote trying to come out. Trying to protect her by dealing with the threats. She didn't trust herself to resist. There was a burning pain in her chest near her heart. She looked up through a hole in the roof.

"Heimdall, Please I need help."

There was a flash of rainbow light and Captain George Stacy was left staring at the empty space where his daughter had been. Knowing that he would probably never see her alive again because his bullet had struck her center mass, right where the heart would be, like he was trained. The last words he'd spoken to her were her Miranda rights. Her last words were her pleading with him.

Writers Notes: just a heads up, I'm posting this concurrently between AO3 and . If you're interested in more notes and such I've got some pretty comprehensive stuff over there. I'm trying to duplicate them over here.

This is my take on ATSV's Gwen/George encounter where he finds out her identity. Its my way of showing who Gwen really is at her core. Knowing how dangerous the symbiote is she chose to reveal her identity then risk harming her father. He responded how he has been trained for decades. He's a career LEO. They tend to be officers first and people second (in my experience). My Godfather is a retired officer and I talked to him about this scene.