p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222; text-align: center;" data-p-id="13df11d70ba21f501089909b7b7c47fa"Issue 7/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6667dd53bda705267f1b7b5a1e426dc4" Petra was lying underneath the debris that had kept her pinned down for the last ten minutes, the ISO-36 just out of her reach. She didn't know what happened to Doc Ock, maybe he had been crushed to death beneath the falling debris, or maybe he was trapped like her. Despite everything, she hoped he was okay. She couldn't live with another death on her conscious. She started thinking about May, about Ben, about all of her failings./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="989e53109b77ebcca62ed2bbcc1eadc0" "All my fault. It was em style="box-sizing: border-box;"all /emmy fault!" Petra admonished herself./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="bfef49837100b6b9582bc6b9d6fd05bb" The water that was dripping down began to pool around her slowly. It was barely a puddle, but it was growing. She wanted so badly to free herself from the debris prison she was trapped under, all to save Aunt May, but what could she possibly do? The weight of the debris was unimaginable, impossible to lift./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="778cdd3831c593be17e5464a9edfd43e"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" I'm going to die here, /emPetra realized, em style="box-sizing: border-box;"this is it. I'm finished, and so is May, I'll never-./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7c298d76dc3a4ff846bcfecc2c17c451" Petra's gaze hardened, and adrenaline started pumping through her system. "May. If I give up, then May's death will be MY fault, just the same as Ben's death is my fault! Never again. I won't let it happen again!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="db3f5e0c13970ef70e7812ab284be943" Petra began to strain against the debris once again. "Never! Again! There's only one way out, and that's by lifting! I have to! I don't have-ungh-any other choice!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9df79ff3a3fc3932200c50e0e76f0749" The debris began to groan and creak as she attempted to lift it above her, but eventually, Petra collapsed, falling to the ground again. Petra was panting, she'd never felt such strain in her life until this moment. She looked up and saw that the cracks forming in the ceiling were growing, allowing more water to pour in, and at a much faster rate. What was once a small puddle was rapidly turning into a shallow pool one that would soon encompass the entire floor. Time was running out./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c739770a261870d2f1fa48da3b60cd2d" "I still have to try. It's within my power to get out of this, so I will." She said, encouraging herself to keep going./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d954adfaa179a5f5760025173af29598" Once more, she sat up as much as she could in her small confines and pushed up against the debris./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b62e3dfbab2c1e2a01d445d8b647f636" "There are people...who are trying their best...to help me right now. To help May! But now I need to do the same. I need to step up! If I'm unable to do something with my power...then I don't deserve that power!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="37aab70c8394ee67e2d038265aa15696" Water was dripping in large quantities onto Petra's head, but she kept on pushing. The debris began to move. It wasn't even an inch, but it was something. The weight was unbearable to Petra. All of her muscles felt like they were on fire, and she felt like she would combust into flames at any moment. It was sheer, complete, utter agony. Her head was spinning now, and the world around her began to twist and bend, making her feel like she was going to puke./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5c74a1dd90c1503d7aa6ee9a7f6a7b3b" "Oh god! It hurts!" Petra cried out./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="72ee5c10b7f4d2c95828c4909607815e" For a moment, she fantasized about closing her eyes and resting for just a second before she continued, but she didn't budge, or lower the debris, she just kept pushing. She knew that if she gave in, that if she closed her eyes, then she would fall unconscious from all the pain. Petra pushed, and pushed, and pushed. The pain only got worse, but she was making progress. The debris was rising higher and higher on her back, as she slowly stood up./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f2a3c8f59fd4f514fab20e5c7e1d0c83" "Won't...fail...won't...ugh...fail," Petra muttered, "I've done...so much...but none of it was ever...really a challenge like this. There was an old comic...I used to read...and they used to say something...they said...where there's a will... there's a way. I need to have...the will! I...won't...quit!/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5c3a7b810e01fb9d292ce098736ff9c5" Her vision was slowly fading to black, she felt nauseous, and everything ached, but she continued to rise. Against the strain and torment levied against her body, and the groaning of the heavy metal on top of her, Petra felt that she had finally gained enough momentum, and she threw the debris away, tossing it behind her. It crashed to the ground, and Petra was free. She stood, slumped over in pain, then tried to stand at full height. Her right leg was unable to bend all the way though, pain flaring in her knee, and Petra had to hunch over again. It must have been injured while she was lifting the debris. Petra limped forward, each one of her steps splashing in the now inches high water, and she was careful not to put too much pressure on her leg. She made it to the serum, leaning down to grab it from the water, then started inching her way toward the exit while she hugged the serum against her chest./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d5166466e02cc72edaa470afabebeedb" As she limped along, Petra looked around, hoping to find Doc Ock, but there was no sign of him anywhere. Petra couldn't tell if he was trapped under debris or not, so, against her better judgment, she started to move for the other debris piles, but at that very moment, the pressure against the ceiling finally became too much, and a large hole opened in it, growing larger and larger by the second. A flood of water poured in, sweeping Petra off her feet, and sending her to the tunnel that led to the exit. Petra knew there was no way for her to look for Doc Ock, so she decided to go limp, allowing the water to carry her away to the only escape from the underwater fortress. She hoped this brief respite would allow her to recuperate some of her lost strength./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="27660dfb346e5b41241bb561dafa1285" Eventually, the water became too much, filling the tunnel, and leaving Petra completely submerged and unable to breathe. Pieces of debris, both small and large, littered the water, occasionally battering Petra, and forcing her to swim around, dodging as much as she could. She finally made it to the end of the tunnel, where the pressure from the water had broken down the large sliding metal door, and emerged from the other side, bursting her head out of the water and gasping for air. She was in the room she had started in, where she had fought all of Doc Ock's men before. She looked around, then found the stairs that led to the room, now the same height as the water, leaving them functionally useless. Petra swam to them, climbing the last three steps that were still above the water, and started walking down the tunnel that led to the hidden entrance of the now-ruined base. She made it out the other side, only to find herself face to face with Doc Ock's gang, all of them staring right at her with their hands made into fists, ready for a fight./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="cbd7f7e6daefaa64d8d12e0172fb322e" "We knew you would have to come back this way if you survived against the Master Planner, Spider-Woman. The only way out is through us, and we're not letting you through while you're alive." One of them said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d50c667fe5abb133303317e025dc4f34" "I've got work to do, and nothing can stop me. Get out of my way, or be prepared for a world of pain. Your choice." Petra said, as she slowly limped forward, closer and closer to the gang./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7c78cd0641eb96829bde582dbad8dbbd" A few of them seemed to hesitate, caught off guard by the dead seriousness in Petra's voice, but none of them budged. They all noticed her limp, and how her shoulders sagged with fatigue. Almost at once, it seemed, they ran to Petra, ready to beat her bloody, but she was ready. Without a single thought, Petra started fighting, assaulting the men with a fury that she hadn't possessed since the day that Uncle Ben had died. One by one, they went down, with Petra's spider-sense guiding her more than her own consciousness, as she grew more and more tired. Her gloves were tearing over her knuckles, leaving the bloody, tender flesh underneath exposed. Bam! The last of the gang went down, falling to the floor, thoroughly knocked out by Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8d640e00f4650387c112314bb94e198a" Petra walked past the van that was still parked by the ramp, then made it out the open entrance to the lair. Petra groaned, realizing she still had something to do. Reaching down to her belt, she grabbed her camera, then set it up with her webs on one of the alley's walls. She walked back down the ramp, then up again, as the camera snapped photos that captured her, along with the unconscious forms of the Master Planner's gang, in its frame. Petra hated to waste time like this, but she knew there would be a lot of hospital bills to pay, and she and May would need all the money they could get. She grabbed her camera from the wall and then started to swing away, barely keeping down her screams of pain from the agony that the extreme movements of her sore muscles caused. She briefly remembered her promise to Foswell and figured that he would need some kind of sign to point him to the scene of the crime. With a few quick thwips of her web-shooters, most of the entrance to the alley was covered in webs. It was on Foswell to do the rest now./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ea6f341c97601fc2198c08f6b30bbc71" Petra once again stood on top of the Baxter Building, hoping beyond hope that the Fantastic Four's security measures would once again alert them to her arrival. She paced across the roof for several minutes, waiting for something to happen./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="05be1f4ae603fcea4a898ac7bc5af4a2"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" I really need a way to contact them. /emPetra thought./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="a0dd01ae96ec84cd1a1a3d15a25a9aa4" Wind began to rage all around Petra, and a loud whirring noise came from above. Petra looked up and saw a large white mechanical mass descending from the night sky. As it got closer, Petra realized that it was the Fantasticar, the group's form of aerial transportation. It was capable of splitting into four parts, with each seat being more like an individual pod, one for each member of the team, and had an open top. The ground beneath Petra's feet began to shift, opening up to create a large chasm in the rooftop. Petra ran, the ISO-36 still clutched to her chest, trying to avoid falling in. She leaped past the opening rooftop and onto the roof access door, then watched as the Fantasticar descended into the chasm. Reed, Susan, Ben, and Jackie all looked at Petra in surprise, apparently not expecting her. Jackie hopped out of her seat, shouting "Flame on!" and flying towards Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e9ec57fc044a03c3feef53534f5842bf" "Oh jeez, Spidey, you look like shit! What happened to you?"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b9a7e623c0476696e9440a9c511d4b95" "I had a little underwater adventure." Petra sarcastically said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="515ca17f5b4eae52c75f96b1e95f3152" The Fantasticar landed, and Petra shot a web line close to her feet, then slowly started lowering herself into the building while the roof was still open, with Jackie following. She touched down on the ground, then started limping towards Mister Fantastic, who stretched his torso out to meet Petra. She handed the ISO-36 off to him./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="fd519dba06836dd2afbf20bd066aa203" "Here ya go Dr. Richards, all wrapped up in a bow and everything." Petra weakly said, her words beginning to slur./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="52203dfd343ead02ef12ee6e9dceeb09" All the exertion of the past day was finally catching up to her, and she was having difficulty staying upright. Finally, Petra's body gave out, and she collapsed to the floor in a heap, her last thought before she fell asleep being: em style="box-sizing: border-box;"I did it./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="83bc684c4e4ed10fc76408653fa3863a" Consciousness returned to Petra slowly. She first began to hear everything around her, but her eyelids were too heavy to open, and she briefly drifted back to sleep. She awakened again only a few minutes later, light piercing through her closed eyelids and disturbing her. Recent memories started to trickle into Petra's mind, showing her all that had been done, and all that still needed to be done. She jolted upright, eyes wide open when she remembered the ISO-36 and May's rapidly deteriorating condition. She was panting from her spot on what appeared to be a couch, which overlooked a large floor-to-ceiling window that covered two of the room's walls. A TV was in the corner of the room, playing some old drama she had never seen before and she could see from the windows that it was still night out./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="dfb8a2c9b11fc5b25c4b3fac9c4b9db4" "Whoa, calm down kid. Yer freaking me out here!" A gruff voice said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="791c2afbaad4491c911bcd9e1882419b" Petra turned behind her and saw the Thing standing in a small kitchenette, rifling through a fridge, with a towel draped over his neck./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="72e177352f3091232fed0011404730ed" "We don't have any spare rooms, so we set ya on the couch." Ben said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e90a43a9d72cc549d7719b92f9a6dfcd" "Ugh, how long have I been out?" Petra asked, rubbing her eyes./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f235061e36747d35c01c9732ff78c73e" "Bout' two hours. Ya came back looking real ruff. What happened to you?" Ben asked./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e345924d0cf221f6075794118927bedc" "Um-I-I got in a fight. Actually, a bunch of fights. I found the ISO-36 that Reed needed, and then I fought the Master Planner. Well, was actually Doctor Octopus. And then I got trapped for a while, but I got out, and then I came here." Petra rambled./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4abde5f691caf10e4b36135d81f61aa4" "Huh. Sounds like a good time." Ben said with a smirk on his rocky face./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e5de9c059d72af74298439ec9add73ed" He grabbed a carton of orange juice from the fridge, uncapped it, then took a long swig from straight out of the carton. He screwed the cap on, then put it back in the fridge, before walking out of the room, before he left, he turned to Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="305faf6185f19c807c7fe353f07b1722" "Oh, Reeds in the lab, said some sciencey gibberish about a cure, and that he needed you there as soon as you were awake." He stated, then left./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="af04f843c2bd675a5247110a620b6af5" Petra sprang from the couch and ran from the room, booking it down the hallway in search of the lab. She soon resorted to fervently knocking on individual doors, hoping to receive an answer from someone who could help her find her way to the lab, because she had no idea how to find it. The only details she remembered were the doors to the lab being very large, made out of metal, and only opening by sliding. Petra knocked on another door, but this time, instead of being met by silence, she was greeted by a muffled voice asking who was there./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="01d3bea6f74046b39d2c267af09c2a6b" "Uh, it's me, Spider-Woman! I'm looking for Dr. Richards' lab!" She shouted into the door./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="29f79e6949322e3b9f243f7fe6407edf" It opened, and Petra was met by Susan Richards-Storm, still in her super suit, and holding a little blonde one-to-two-year-old boy dressed in a red onesie tucked in at her side. The boy stared wide-eyed at Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c35aad9529901e7e9aab2652837e0752" "I see you're awake. How are you feeling?" Susan asked./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="52421c3ccdbdf2f0038d383d94d683d4" "Ugh, I feel like the Wolverine's punching bag. The Thing told me that Reed finished the cure. Do you know which direction I need to go?" Petra asked. Susan laughed./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5587cc0b3a107b7bf606d51527860792" "Sure, I'll take you, follow me." She said, walking past Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="48b7bfd9477927de10937a128e76ce59" "Thanks, Mrs. Richards-Storm." Petra said, following after./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="93af39fe098caabda2fce6bc4c9d58a9" "Actually, it's Dr. Richards-Storm, but please, just call me Susan." Susan requested./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="43a41fda91f019990b2f0ae5a7857396" "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't know you had a doctorate. Wait, so are you a scientist too?" Petra asked./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c3f1a62a6654ec6528ae997bf45ef025" "No, I received a doctorate in archaeology. Believe it or not, it actually does come in handy with my work in the Fantastic Four!" Susan said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f97f098d3e6a9197a17672bdab67aee7" "Cool!" Petra said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="996d55325adc9cb559cc7a9131ef2438" The little boy that Susan was carrying turned his head to look at Petra. He pointed at her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="693c1b973b9e64879b9c00b485a2f28a" "Red." He blabbered./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="71d71b9f4eab2c0b72b23747598eca82""Yes." Petra responded, stifling a chuckle./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="fd8561ee65ff17e338f91236e7349ff7" Susan laughed. "This is my son, Franklin. I think he likes your costume."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5b32756bd5649606d579ada2b1196115" Petra gave Franklin a little wave, and he waved back./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b391dac10ba14d553e735a16738dfdfe" A loud crash sounded from down the hall, followed by a scream. Jackie, grinning from ear to ear, ran from around a corner, with the Thing in hot pursuit behind her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f853ea75a844146b54e381883afb9c93" "You flame-brained little twerp! I'll get ya fer this!" He shouted./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6afb21195589893e45b04bd9c3d698e4" Susan sighed in annoyance. Petra felt bad for her, she could only assume that this happened a lot. Jackie stopped in front of Petra, waggling her fingers at her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="47ec934a59b8d395768acfa0dc1b9fdb" "Hey Spidey, I'm glad you're awake! Jeez, you need to fix that costume!" She said, pointing at all the tears that lined Petra's suit./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="fe9ef7532acca4b5f13bd81b40e973db" Before Petra could get a word in, The Thing ran up to them, and Jackie yelped, ducking out of the way of Ben Grimm's massive fist./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6098f22d4036c142c41af5932e611c2d" "I'm gonna tear ya ta bits!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c669c22c864a64d3866bf603e3fac10b" Just as he was about to make a grab for Jackie, he froze, along with Jackie. Susan was glaring at them, her arm outstretched. She moved her hand, and Jackie and Ben were suddenly pinned to the wall./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c574e781025ffe015eb79f3418571162" "How many times do I have to tell the two of you?! Not. In. The house!" Susan shouted angrily./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ca36c43413ee3fb11e5e214ce59faa21" "But Sue, the little punk messed with my room! She used Reed's shrink-ray to shrink everything! I can't fit in my own bed!" Ben pleaded./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="682be7587be015bc502a1a6790ca916f" "Jackie, fix his room, Ben, stop trying to kill her. Can you both be mature for five minutes please?!" Susan sternly shouted./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2e18ca6f93dc9ddee67f85e7e0ed19a3" "Ulp, yes ma'am." "Alright, sis, no problem." Ben and Jackie both said simultaneously, very much afraid./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1714bfc963f866251eebd00961297a4f" "Good, now do it." Susan said, then dropped her invisible force field that was pinning them to the wall./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4561e04fb112e03de72209c297a97541" "Bye Spidey!" Jackie shouted./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f3596551bdf3ec42d17a3c6f92bd2e1d" She and Ben both ran off to where they had come from. Before they turned the corner and disappeared, Petra noticed that Jackie had taped a piece of paper to the Thing's back. She squinted and saw that it said "ever-lovin' blue-eyed freak" on it./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8e7b4cc78e1ac213aef1ae74eefd8aa7" Susan kept walking, leading Petra through various hallways, and up a few flights of stairs./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="de47370daefff86936e1c68568429bb0" "So, you and Jackie seem very close now, the last time I saw you two together, you were at each other's throats." Susan said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="52ffe3fa9377f807eea110e91d37c796" "Oh, yeah. We started hanging out over the summer. She told me she was bored or something." Petra informed Susan./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8c9d3e1d289d9d87d9f3529215fdc3fa" They finally reached their destination, standing together in front of Reed's lab./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8c16432a7b0d8b215a3aded406a5e5da" "I'm going to have to leave now, Spider-Woman, I have to put Franklin down for a nap. I also don't want him to get in any trouble in Reed's lab." She said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1c3d186f1efcb5c8d435d297a13231f9" "Thanks, Susan, have a nice day." Petra said, waving goodbye to her and Franklin./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1c64529df50fd841fe7548d5f06a699b" Susan walked away, and Petra knocked on the big metal doors./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="141e101a62384089ed01c519616f23d2" They slid open after a second, and Petra walked in. Mr. Fantastic was observing a large monitor, which was displaying some kind of simulation./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2200f06199a22fb6649f9ff4d182d98a" "Good evening, Spider-Woman. Well, actually it's the morning. I completed the cure for your friend, it's sitting on that table over there," He said, pointing to a small needle with a cover over it, "you can administer it through a simple IV. If your friend is in as bad a condition as you say, then you had best hurry and give it to her as soon as possible."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7a0ab481c19eb3e8f99b57b845546b7f" "Right." Petra said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="04f8b822916a35a8f003678dd47a0d24" Petra grabbed the cure and bolted from the lab, shouting out a quick but sincere "thank you" to Reed./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1cc526705f8877be657b1bb46b74ad4f" She remembered the way out from the lab, and quickly made her way to the roof, then leaped off swinging as fast as she could away from Manhattan and towards Queens./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4ffab4a419a9baa36d5c6c052544068a" Petra made it to the hospital in record time, landing on one of its walls. She crawled to the window of May's room, peeking in just a little bit to see if the room was occupied. A nurse was standing over May, checking over her. Petra waited, silently observing, until the nurse finally finished, leaving the room and turning off the lights. Petra tried to gently open the window, but it wouldn't budge open. She grunted in frustration, then gave in, sticking her hands to the glass, and using her strength to pull the window up with force, breaking the locks keeping it in place. Petra slipped in, running to her Aunt May's side. The heart monitor beeped slowly and unsteadily. May's breathing was shallow, and She slipped the cure from her belt, then reached over to the IV pole next to May's bed and grabbed the pressure infusion bag hanging from it./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="011ebf51eeac62a5499e303f8679b0a7" Petra took the cover off of the needle containing the cure, then stabbed it into the bag, pushing down on the plunger, and injecting it into the baggy. Petra could see the clear fluid in the IV's catheter turning green, running down the tube and into her Aunt's arm. Eventually, the fluid became clear again, and the medicine was fully injected into May's system. Now, there was nothing left for Petra to do, except sit and wait. May's breathing was the same as before, shallow and ragged, and her heartbeat was still erratic. Petra sat down in a chair, and kept waiting, hoping for some kind of change./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="78f2c4493ec0288bd48d8b6cd32078cb"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="392c205c18f7bba60b05c199d54ed66b" It felt like an eternity to her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="db7ebc74c41181011b715f17c7937d77"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b049f11d680db0c6f12db1931727ac10" There was still no change./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="858868c951bf2f28d325850573def87d"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="bff7ebace820c33dae8eb8da7542e652" She was getting aggravated now./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="600a4e238ddf93a6c18a2b31581863a7"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ecf77727dcf512d1e2cf258198f0657f" Petra's head was in her hands, looking down at the ground./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b57878ee99b5cc6d2bfff55fdc6e0867"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9e0ece9eda4a1d4c81c9c3eab21907e8" May's breath grew deeper./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d4a93d961a8447aa4d42fe8bea52b23c"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep-Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="3ff7b4dfbf76acf9f6e456bd5eb514d7" Petra's head shot up./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b6f3095fa78c3763c850c8c7163dcbe3"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ea4037f6cc93e8b3fbaeb4253984928c" "Oh thank god!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="281bf3684029274067e80fdb50151fd4" May's heart rate was changing, gradually growing steadier and speeding up to a normal pace. Petra stood up and kneeled at May's side, taking her hands into her own./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9f81f8382c66a9931d875cc5b7cfa754" "You're so strong, May. You can do it. You can push through this. I believe in you!" She said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ef0c719b5ccc5a4c029342f72b599d30" Petra withdrew one of her hands and brought it to her face, pulling off her mask. She leaned in close and brought her forehead against May's, hugging her. Petra started to sob in relief. It was working! It was finally over! Petra kept holding her tight, overjoyed. May didn't stir once. Petra could only assume that she had recently been sedated again, to help her with the pain. She sat back down, sagging into the chair, but kept her hands in May's. She wiped her eyes with her sleeve, but it didn't do much. Her whole face was wet from tears now, but she didn't mind it all that much. May was safe now, and that was all that mattered./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="be1bf2b8f9865a12dcf8248099854544" "I swear, I heard a voice in there doc!" A muffled, barely audible voice said from behind the door./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="97c63b7e9a7238fcbba6d0f670833c25" "I'll take a look, it's probably nothing." Another voice, which sounded a lot like Dr. Romita, said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="32d8805dbd8fb7d5d2a9bd0a7a7a64d2" Petra jolted from her chair and grabbed her mask from May's lap./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="fef896e1d3cffd6cba27a99a7505ddb8" "I have to go now, May. I'll see you again soon."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8839c3b2deb6cdc905193277a40f0ee4" Petra started pulling her mask back over her face, and the door opened just as it started to go over her nose./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="a59f6539594e12b60db146991add51a1" "Who's there? Oh my god, Spider-Woman?" It was Dr. Romita, still holding the handle for the door, frozen in the doorframe./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="14772a44333583da3653a4767abc1f6e" Petra finished pulling her mask over her face, then ran for the window, jumping through it. Dr. Romita ran after, stopping at the window and peering out into the night, watching her go. Petra hoped she didn't scare him too bad./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="3ea6bccd557ec50a0490ba07b917777e" Petra made it home, ready to collapse into her bed and get as much sleep as she could before she had to get to her first class of the day, engineering. She didn't want to show up late again like last time. As Petra lay there in bed, battered and bruised, covered in her own sweat and blood, and likely not smelling too good, she had trouble finding sleep. She couldn't stop smiling. She had done it, she'd won. She'd kept fighting, she'd persevered and beaten the odds, and all her work had paid off. May was going to make it. A large, heavy burden, one that had been crushing her much like the debris she had been trapped under, all of a sudden lifted itself off her shoulders./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="30888c678696e698620e2a7d101aa714" "I hope I'm making you proud Ben, wherever you are. I couldn't save you, and I'll pay for that for the rest of my life, but I saved May."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2f723258c42d8e7a8b7733d836adb1e3" The minutes passed by, and Petra slowly drifted off to sleep, ready for whatever tomorrow would bring./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6667dd53bda705267f1b7b5a1e426dc4" Petra was lying underneath the debris that had kept her pinned down for the last ten minutes, the ISO-36 just out of her reach. She didn't know what happened to Doc Ock, maybe he had been crushed to death beneath the falling debris, or maybe he was trapped like her. Despite everything, she hoped he was okay. She couldn't live with another death on her conscious. She started thinking about May, about Ben, about all of her failings./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="989e53109b77ebcca62ed2bbcc1eadc0" "All my fault. It was em style="box-sizing: border-box;"all /emmy fault!" Petra admonished herself./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="bfef49837100b6b9582bc6b9d6fd05bb" The water that was dripping down began to pool around her slowly. It was barely a puddle, but it was growing. She wanted so badly to free herself from the debris prison she was trapped under, all to save Aunt May, but what could she possibly do? The weight of the debris was unimaginable, impossible to lift./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="778cdd3831c593be17e5464a9edfd43e"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" I'm going to die here, /emPetra realized, em style="box-sizing: border-box;"this is it. I'm finished, and so is May, I'll never-./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7c298d76dc3a4ff846bcfecc2c17c451" Petra's gaze hardened, and adrenaline started pumping through her system. "May. If I give up, then May's death will be MY fault, just the same as Ben's death is my fault! Never again. I won't let it happen again!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="db3f5e0c13970ef70e7812ab284be943" Petra began to strain against the debris once again. "Never! Again! There's only one way out, and that's by lifting! I have to! I don't have-ungh-any other choice!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9df79ff3a3fc3932200c50e0e76f0749" The debris began to groan and creak as she attempted to lift it above her, but eventually, Petra collapsed, falling to the ground again. Petra was panting, she'd never felt such strain in her life until this moment. She looked up and saw that the cracks forming in the ceiling were growing, allowing more water to pour in, and at a much faster rate. What was once a small puddle was rapidly turning into a shallow pool one that would soon encompass the entire floor. Time was running out./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c739770a261870d2f1fa48da3b60cd2d" "I still have to try. It's within my power to get out of this, so I will." She said, encouraging herself to keep going./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d954adfaa179a5f5760025173af29598" Once more, she sat up as much as she could in her small confines and pushed up against the debris./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b62e3dfbab2c1e2a01d445d8b647f636" "There are people...who are trying their best...to help me right now. To help May! But now I need to do the same. I need to step up! If I'm unable to do something with my power...then I don't deserve that power!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="37aab70c8394ee67e2d038265aa15696" Water was dripping in large quantities onto Petra's head, but she kept on pushing. The debris began to move. It wasn't even an inch, but it was something. The weight was unbearable to Petra. All of her muscles felt like they were on fire, and she felt like she would combust into flames at any moment. It was sheer, complete, utter agony. Her head was spinning now, and the world around her began to twist and bend, making her feel like she was going to puke./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5c74a1dd90c1503d7aa6ee9a7f6a7b3b" "Oh god! It hurts!" Petra cried out./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="72ee5c10b7f4d2c95828c4909607815e" For a moment, she fantasized about closing her eyes and resting for just a second before she continued, but she didn't budge, or lower the debris, she just kept pushing. She knew that if she gave in, that if she closed her eyes, then she would fall unconscious from all the pain. Petra pushed, and pushed, and pushed. The pain only got worse, but she was making progress. The debris was rising higher and higher on her back, as she slowly stood up./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f2a3c8f59fd4f514fab20e5c7e1d0c83" "Won't...fail...won't...ugh...fail," Petra muttered, "I've done...so much...but none of it was ever...really a challenge like this. There was an old comic...I used to read...and they used to say something...they said...where there's a will... there's a way. I need to have...the will! I...won't...quit!/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5c3a7b810e01fb9d292ce098736ff9c5" Her vision was slowly fading to black, she felt nauseous, and everything ached, but she continued to rise. Against the strain and torment levied against her body, and the groaning of the heavy metal on top of her, Petra felt that she had finally gained enough momentum, and she threw the debris away, tossing it behind her. It crashed to the ground, and Petra was free. She stood, slumped over in pain, then tried to stand at full height. Her right leg was unable to bend all the way though, pain flaring in her knee, and Petra had to hunch over again. It must have been injured while she was lifting the debris. Petra limped forward, each one of her steps splashing in the now inches high water, and she was careful not to put too much pressure on her leg. She made it to the serum, leaning down to grab it from the water, then started inching her way toward the exit while she hugged the serum against her chest./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d5166466e02cc72edaa470afabebeedb" As she limped along, Petra looked around, hoping to find Doc Ock, but there was no sign of him anywhere. Petra couldn't tell if he was trapped under debris or not, so, against her better judgment, she started to move for the other debris piles, but at that very moment, the pressure against the ceiling finally became too much, and a large hole opened in it, growing larger and larger by the second. A flood of water poured in, sweeping Petra off her feet, and sending her to the tunnel that led to the exit. Petra knew there was no way for her to look for Doc Ock, so she decided to go limp, allowing the water to carry her away to the only escape from the underwater fortress. She hoped this brief respite would allow her to recuperate some of her lost strength./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="27660dfb346e5b41241bb561dafa1285" Eventually, the water became too much, filling the tunnel, and leaving Petra completely submerged and unable to breathe. Pieces of debris, both small and large, littered the water, occasionally battering Petra, and forcing her to swim around, dodging as much as she could. She finally made it to the end of the tunnel, where the pressure from the water had broken down the large sliding metal door, and emerged from the other side, bursting her head out of the water and gasping for air. She was in the room she had started in, where she had fought all of Doc Ock's men before. She looked around, then found the stairs that led to the room, now the same height as the water, leaving them functionally useless. Petra swam to them, climbing the last three steps that were still above the water, and started walking down the tunnel that led to the hidden entrance of the now-ruined base. She made it out the other side, only to find herself face to face with Doc Ock's gang, all of them staring right at her with their hands made into fists, ready for a fight./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="cbd7f7e6daefaa64d8d12e0172fb322e" "We knew you would have to come back this way if you survived against the Master Planner, Spider-Woman. The only way out is through us, and we're not letting you through while you're alive." One of them said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d50c667fe5abb133303317e025dc4f34" "I've got work to do, and nothing can stop me. Get out of my way, or be prepared for a world of pain. Your choice." Petra said, as she slowly limped forward, closer and closer to the gang./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7c78cd0641eb96829bde582dbad8dbbd" A few of them seemed to hesitate, caught off guard by the dead seriousness in Petra's voice, but none of them budged. They all noticed her limp, and how her shoulders sagged with fatigue. Almost at once, it seemed, they ran to Petra, ready to beat her bloody, but she was ready. Without a single thought, Petra started fighting, assaulting the men with a fury that she hadn't possessed since the day that Uncle Ben had died. One by one, they went down, with Petra's spider-sense guiding her more than her own consciousness, as she grew more and more tired. Her gloves were tearing over her knuckles, leaving the bloody, tender flesh underneath exposed. Bam! The last of the gang went down, falling to the floor, thoroughly knocked out by Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8d640e00f4650387c112314bb94e198a" Petra walked past the van that was still parked by the ramp, then made it out the open entrance to the lair. Petra groaned, realizing she still had something to do. Reaching down to her belt, she grabbed her camera, then set it up with her webs on one of the alley's walls. She walked back down the ramp, then up again, as the camera snapped photos that captured her, along with the unconscious forms of the Master Planner's gang, in its frame. Petra hated to waste time like this, but she knew there would be a lot of hospital bills to pay, and she and May would need all the money they could get. She grabbed her camera from the wall and then started to swing away, barely keeping down her screams of pain from the agony that the extreme movements of her sore muscles caused. She briefly remembered her promise to Foswell and figured that he would need some kind of sign to point him to the scene of the crime. With a few quick thwips of her web-shooters, most of the entrance to the alley was covered in webs. It was on Foswell to do the rest now./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ea6f341c97601fc2198c08f6b30bbc71" Petra once again stood on top of the Baxter Building, hoping beyond hope that the Fantastic Four's security measures would once again alert them to her arrival. She paced across the roof for several minutes, waiting for something to happen./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="05be1f4ae603fcea4a898ac7bc5af4a2"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" I really need a way to contact them. /emPetra thought./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="a0dd01ae96ec84cd1a1a3d15a25a9aa4" Wind began to rage all around Petra, and a loud whirring noise came from above. Petra looked up and saw a large white mechanical mass descending from the night sky. As it got closer, Petra realized that it was the Fantasticar, the group's form of aerial transportation. It was capable of splitting into four parts, with each seat being more like an individual pod, one for each member of the team, and had an open top. The ground beneath Petra's feet began to shift, opening up to create a large chasm in the rooftop. Petra ran, the ISO-36 still clutched to her chest, trying to avoid falling in. She leaped past the opening rooftop and onto the roof access door, then watched as the Fantasticar descended into the chasm. Reed, Susan, Ben, and Jackie all looked at Petra in surprise, apparently not expecting her. Jackie hopped out of her seat, shouting "Flame on!" and flying towards Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e9ec57fc044a03c3feef53534f5842bf" "Oh jeez, Spidey, you look like shit! What happened to you?"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b9a7e623c0476696e9440a9c511d4b95" "I had a little underwater adventure." Petra sarcastically said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="515ca17f5b4eae52c75f96b1e95f3152" The Fantasticar landed, and Petra shot a web line close to her feet, then slowly started lowering herself into the building while the roof was still open, with Jackie following. She touched down on the ground, then started limping towards Mister Fantastic, who stretched his torso out to meet Petra. She handed the ISO-36 off to him./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="fd519dba06836dd2afbf20bd066aa203" "Here ya go Dr. Richards, all wrapped up in a bow and everything." Petra weakly said, her words beginning to slur./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="52203dfd343ead02ef12ee6e9dceeb09" All the exertion of the past day was finally catching up to her, and she was having difficulty staying upright. Finally, Petra's body gave out, and she collapsed to the floor in a heap, her last thought before she fell asleep being: em style="box-sizing: border-box;"I did it./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="83bc684c4e4ed10fc76408653fa3863a" Consciousness returned to Petra slowly. She first began to hear everything around her, but her eyelids were too heavy to open, and she briefly drifted back to sleep. She awakened again only a few minutes later, light piercing through her closed eyelids and disturbing her. Recent memories started to trickle into Petra's mind, showing her all that had been done, and all that still needed to be done. She jolted upright, eyes wide open when she remembered the ISO-36 and May's rapidly deteriorating condition. She was panting from her spot on what appeared to be a couch, which overlooked a large floor-to-ceiling window that covered two of the room's walls. A TV was in the corner of the room, playing some old drama she had never seen before and she could see from the windows that it was still night out./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="dfb8a2c9b11fc5b25c4b3fac9c4b9db4" "Whoa, calm down kid. Yer freaking me out here!" A gruff voice said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="791c2afbaad4491c911bcd9e1882419b" Petra turned behind her and saw the Thing standing in a small kitchenette, rifling through a fridge, with a towel draped over his neck./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="72e177352f3091232fed0011404730ed" "We don't have any spare rooms, so we set ya on the couch." Ben said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e90a43a9d72cc549d7719b92f9a6dfcd" "Ugh, how long have I been out?" Petra asked, rubbing her eyes./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f235061e36747d35c01c9732ff78c73e" "Bout' two hours. Ya came back looking real ruff. What happened to you?" Ben asked./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e345924d0cf221f6075794118927bedc" "Um-I-I got in a fight. Actually, a bunch of fights. I found the ISO-36 that Reed needed, and then I fought the Master Planner. Well, was actually Doctor Octopus. And then I got trapped for a while, but I got out, and then I came here." Petra rambled./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4abde5f691caf10e4b36135d81f61aa4" "Huh. Sounds like a good time." Ben said with a smirk on his rocky face./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e5de9c059d72af74298439ec9add73ed" He grabbed a carton of orange juice from the fridge, uncapped it, then took a long swig from straight out of the carton. He screwed the cap on, then put it back in the fridge, before walking out of the room, before he left, he turned to Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="305faf6185f19c807c7fe353f07b1722" "Oh, Reeds in the lab, said some sciencey gibberish about a cure, and that he needed you there as soon as you were awake." He stated, then left./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="af04f843c2bd675a5247110a620b6af5" Petra sprang from the couch and ran from the room, booking it down the hallway in search of the lab. She soon resorted to fervently knocking on individual doors, hoping to receive an answer from someone who could help her find her way to the lab, because she had no idea how to find it. The only details she remembered were the doors to the lab being very large, made out of metal, and only opening by sliding. Petra knocked on another door, but this time, instead of being met by silence, she was greeted by a muffled voice asking who was there./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="01d3bea6f74046b39d2c267af09c2a6b" "Uh, it's me, Spider-Woman! I'm looking for Dr. Richards' lab!" She shouted into the door./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="29f79e6949322e3b9f243f7fe6407edf" It opened, and Petra was met by Susan Richards-Storm, still in her super suit, and holding a little blonde one-to-two-year-old boy dressed in a red onesie tucked in at her side. The boy stared wide-eyed at Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c35aad9529901e7e9aab2652837e0752" "I see you're awake. How are you feeling?" Susan asked./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="52421c3ccdbdf2f0038d383d94d683d4" "Ugh, I feel like the Wolverine's punching bag. The Thing told me that Reed finished the cure. Do you know which direction I need to go?" Petra asked. Susan laughed./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5587cc0b3a107b7bf606d51527860792" "Sure, I'll take you, follow me." She said, walking past Petra./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="48b7bfd9477927de10937a128e76ce59" "Thanks, Mrs. Richards-Storm." Petra said, following after./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="93af39fe098caabda2fce6bc4c9d58a9" "Actually, it's Dr. Richards-Storm, but please, just call me Susan." Susan requested./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="43a41fda91f019990b2f0ae5a7857396" "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't know you had a doctorate. Wait, so are you a scientist too?" Petra asked./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c3f1a62a6654ec6528ae997bf45ef025" "No, I received a doctorate in archaeology. Believe it or not, it actually does come in handy with my work in the Fantastic Four!" Susan said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f97f098d3e6a9197a17672bdab67aee7" "Cool!" Petra said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="996d55325adc9cb559cc7a9131ef2438" The little boy that Susan was carrying turned his head to look at Petra. He pointed at her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="693c1b973b9e64879b9c00b485a2f28a" "Red." He blabbered./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="71d71b9f4eab2c0b72b23747598eca82""Yes." Petra responded, stifling a chuckle./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="fd8561ee65ff17e338f91236e7349ff7" Susan laughed. "This is my son, Franklin. I think he likes your costume."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5b32756bd5649606d579ada2b1196115" Petra gave Franklin a little wave, and he waved back./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b391dac10ba14d553e735a16738dfdfe" A loud crash sounded from down the hall, followed by a scream. Jackie, grinning from ear to ear, ran from around a corner, with the Thing in hot pursuit behind her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f853ea75a844146b54e381883afb9c93" "You flame-brained little twerp! I'll get ya fer this!" He shouted./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6afb21195589893e45b04bd9c3d698e4" Susan sighed in annoyance. Petra felt bad for her, she could only assume that this happened a lot. Jackie stopped in front of Petra, waggling her fingers at her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="47ec934a59b8d395768acfa0dc1b9fdb" "Hey Spidey, I'm glad you're awake! Jeez, you need to fix that costume!" She said, pointing at all the tears that lined Petra's suit./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="fe9ef7532acca4b5f13bd81b40e973db" Before Petra could get a word in, The Thing ran up to them, and Jackie yelped, ducking out of the way of Ben Grimm's massive fist./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6098f22d4036c142c41af5932e611c2d" "I'm gonna tear ya ta bits!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c669c22c864a64d3866bf603e3fac10b" Just as he was about to make a grab for Jackie, he froze, along with Jackie. Susan was glaring at them, her arm outstretched. She moved her hand, and Jackie and Ben were suddenly pinned to the wall./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c574e781025ffe015eb79f3418571162" "How many times do I have to tell the two of you?! Not. In. The house!" Susan shouted angrily./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ca36c43413ee3fb11e5e214ce59faa21" "But Sue, the little punk messed with my room! She used Reed's shrink-ray to shrink everything! I can't fit in my own bed!" Ben pleaded./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="682be7587be015bc502a1a6790ca916f" "Jackie, fix his room, Ben, stop trying to kill her. Can you both be mature for five minutes please?!" Susan sternly shouted./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2e18ca6f93dc9ddee67f85e7e0ed19a3" "Ulp, yes ma'am." "Alright, sis, no problem." Ben and Jackie both said simultaneously, very much afraid./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1714bfc963f866251eebd00961297a4f" "Good, now do it." Susan said, then dropped her invisible force field that was pinning them to the wall./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4561e04fb112e03de72209c297a97541" "Bye Spidey!" Jackie shouted./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f3596551bdf3ec42d17a3c6f92bd2e1d" She and Ben both ran off to where they had come from. Before they turned the corner and disappeared, Petra noticed that Jackie had taped a piece of paper to the Thing's back. She squinted and saw that it said "ever-lovin' blue-eyed freak" on it./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8e7b4cc78e1ac213aef1ae74eefd8aa7" Susan kept walking, leading Petra through various hallways, and up a few flights of stairs./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="de47370daefff86936e1c68568429bb0" "So, you and Jackie seem very close now, the last time I saw you two together, you were at each other's throats." Susan said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="52ffe3fa9377f807eea110e91d37c796" "Oh, yeah. We started hanging out over the summer. She told me she was bored or something." Petra informed Susan./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8c9d3e1d289d9d87d9f3529215fdc3fa" They finally reached their destination, standing together in front of Reed's lab./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8c16432a7b0d8b215a3aded406a5e5da" "I'm going to have to leave now, Spider-Woman, I have to put Franklin down for a nap. I also don't want him to get in any trouble in Reed's lab." She said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1c3d186f1efcb5c8d435d297a13231f9" "Thanks, Susan, have a nice day." Petra said, waving goodbye to her and Franklin./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1c64529df50fd841fe7548d5f06a699b" Susan walked away, and Petra knocked on the big metal doors./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="141e101a62384089ed01c519616f23d2" They slid open after a second, and Petra walked in. Mr. Fantastic was observing a large monitor, which was displaying some kind of simulation./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2200f06199a22fb6649f9ff4d182d98a" "Good evening, Spider-Woman. Well, actually it's the morning. I completed the cure for your friend, it's sitting on that table over there," He said, pointing to a small needle with a cover over it, "you can administer it through a simple IV. If your friend is in as bad a condition as you say, then you had best hurry and give it to her as soon as possible."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7a0ab481c19eb3e8f99b57b845546b7f" "Right." Petra said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="04f8b822916a35a8f003678dd47a0d24" Petra grabbed the cure and bolted from the lab, shouting out a quick but sincere "thank you" to Reed./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1cc526705f8877be657b1bb46b74ad4f" She remembered the way out from the lab, and quickly made her way to the roof, then leaped off swinging as fast as she could away from Manhattan and towards Queens./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4ffab4a419a9baa36d5c6c052544068a" Petra made it to the hospital in record time, landing on one of its walls. She crawled to the window of May's room, peeking in just a little bit to see if the room was occupied. A nurse was standing over May, checking over her. Petra waited, silently observing, until the nurse finally finished, leaving the room and turning off the lights. Petra tried to gently open the window, but it wouldn't budge open. She grunted in frustration, then gave in, sticking her hands to the glass, and using her strength to pull the window up with force, breaking the locks keeping it in place. Petra slipped in, running to her Aunt May's side. The heart monitor beeped slowly and unsteadily. May's breathing was shallow, and She slipped the cure from her belt, then reached over to the IV pole next to May's bed and grabbed the pressure infusion bag hanging from it./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="011ebf51eeac62a5499e303f8679b0a7" Petra took the cover off of the needle containing the cure, then stabbed it into the bag, pushing down on the plunger, and injecting it into the baggy. Petra could see the clear fluid in the IV's catheter turning green, running down the tube and into her Aunt's arm. Eventually, the fluid became clear again, and the medicine was fully injected into May's system. Now, there was nothing left for Petra to do, except sit and wait. May's breathing was the same as before, shallow and ragged, and her heartbeat was still erratic. Petra sat down in a chair, and kept waiting, hoping for some kind of change./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="78f2c4493ec0288bd48d8b6cd32078cb"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="392c205c18f7bba60b05c199d54ed66b" It felt like an eternity to her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="db7ebc74c41181011b715f17c7937d77"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b049f11d680db0c6f12db1931727ac10" There was still no change./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="858868c951bf2f28d325850573def87d"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="bff7ebace820c33dae8eb8da7542e652" She was getting aggravated now./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="600a4e238ddf93a6c18a2b31581863a7"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ecf77727dcf512d1e2cf258198f0657f" Petra's head was in her hands, looking down at the ground./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b57878ee99b5cc6d2bfff55fdc6e0867"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9e0ece9eda4a1d4c81c9c3eab21907e8" May's breath grew deeper./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d4a93d961a8447aa4d42fe8bea52b23c"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep-Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="3ff7b4dfbf76acf9f6e456bd5eb514d7" Petra's head shot up./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b6f3095fa78c3763c850c8c7163dcbe3"em style="box-sizing: border-box;" Beep Beep./em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ea4037f6cc93e8b3fbaeb4253984928c" "Oh thank god!"/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="281bf3684029274067e80fdb50151fd4" May's heart rate was changing, gradually growing steadier and speeding up to a normal pace. Petra stood up and kneeled at May's side, taking her hands into her own./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9f81f8382c66a9931d875cc5b7cfa754" "You're so strong, May. You can do it. You can push through this. I believe in you!" She said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ef0c719b5ccc5a4c029342f72b599d30" Petra withdrew one of her hands and brought it to her face, pulling off her mask. She leaned in close and brought her forehead against May's, hugging her. Petra started to sob in relief. It was working! It was finally over! Petra kept holding her tight, overjoyed. May didn't stir once. Petra could only assume that she had recently been sedated again, to help her with the pain. She sat back down, sagging into the chair, but kept her hands in May's. She wiped her eyes with her sleeve, but it didn't do much. Her whole face was wet from tears now, but she didn't mind it all that much. May was safe now, and that was all that mattered./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="be1bf2b8f9865a12dcf8248099854544" "I swear, I heard a voice in there doc!" A muffled, barely audible voice said from behind the door./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="97c63b7e9a7238fcbba6d0f670833c25" "I'll take a look, it's probably nothing." Another voice, which sounded a lot like Dr. Romita, said./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="32d8805dbd8fb7d5d2a9bd0a7a7a64d2" Petra jolted from her chair and grabbed her mask from May's lap./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="fef896e1d3cffd6cba27a99a7505ddb8" "I have to go now, May. I'll see you again soon."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8839c3b2deb6cdc905193277a40f0ee4" Petra started pulling her mask back over her face, and the door opened just as it started to go over her nose./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="a59f6539594e12b60db146991add51a1" "Who's there? Oh my god, Spider-Woman?" It was Dr. Romita, still holding the handle for the door, frozen in the doorframe./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="14772a44333583da3653a4767abc1f6e" Petra finished pulling her mask over her face, then ran for the window, jumping through it. Dr. Romita ran after, stopping at the window and peering out into the night, watching her go. Petra hoped she didn't scare him too bad./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="3ea6bccd557ec50a0490ba07b917777e" Petra made it home, ready to collapse into her bed and get as much sleep as she could before she had to get to her first class of the day, engineering. She didn't want to show up late again like last time. As Petra lay there in bed, battered and bruised, covered in her own sweat and blood, and likely not smelling too good, she had trouble finding sleep. She couldn't stop smiling. She had done it, she'd won. She'd kept fighting, she'd persevered and beaten the odds, and all her work had paid off. May was going to make it. A large, heavy burden, one that had been crushing her much like the debris she had been trapped under, all of a sudden lifted itself off her shoulders./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="30888c678696e698620e2a7d101aa714" "I hope I'm making you proud Ben, wherever you are. I couldn't save you, and I'll pay for that for the rest of my life, but I saved May."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2f723258c42d8e7a8b7733d836adb1e3" The minutes passed by, and Petra slowly drifted off to sleep, ready for whatever tomorrow would bring./p