|A Spider's Tale|

Bagels and Beds : Chapter 37

New Chapter!! Told ya I'd get it done. What didn't believe me? (I wouldn't blame you)

Here we go.

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Gwen had quickly run out of things to swing on. The buildings turned into sparse trees, and then the trees went. Now she was running, following the tracks, hoping she'd find Peter soon. Peter stumbles up the tracks, everything hurt, his legs especially. Every step hurt, every breath hurt, heck, even thinking hurt, but he had to get back. Mysterio had betrayed them, Gwen had to know.

Gwen was running, tall grass surrounding her, blocking out much of her vision. She saw a figure in the grass and tried to stop.

Peter heard a rustling in the tall grass ahead of him. Against all instinct, he limped closer, reaching the edge of the tall grass.

Gwen came flying out of the grass, barreling right into Peter, and they rolled backward together. 

Gwen stood up quickly, "Oh I am so sorry...PETER! Oh, my god! I'm even more sorry!"

Peter was on the ground, his face set in a grimace, but he raised his arm in a thumbs up. Gwen grabbed Peter under the armpits and carefully hoisted him up, Peter grunted in obvious pain when he landed on his feet.

"So...," Gwen said awkwardly, "Hit by a train?"

Peter nodded.

"So...on a scale of Thanos punch, to being trambled by the Rhino how did it feel?" Gwen said, trying to lighten the air.

Peter gave a pained chuckle, and answered in a worn-out, scratchy voice, "Well, first I'd say you have those two mixed up on a pain scale."

Gwen nodded, "True"

Peter continued, "And take the Thanos punch, multiply it by five, add a lot of cuts from the metal rails, and some mental pain from betrayal, as well as a weirdly cramped calf from an uncomfortable train ride, and you got me right now." He started to chuckle but immediately thought better of it.

"Uncomfortable ride here? Same."

Peter smiled, "So we both seem to have had our own little adventure."Gwen laughed a little, "Yeah, I guess we did,"

Peter continued, "But no more splitting up, at least, not a country apart at least"

"In total agreement."

Gwen helped Peter hoist his arm around her shoulder, and supported him as they started walking back down the tracks.

"So, what are we going to do about Mysterio?" Peter asked, "You being here must mean you know."

Gwen sighed, "Yeah, I overhead some goons talking. He's planning an attack on London. Tomorrow."

Peter sighed tiredly, Well, we have a day, we can rest and then kick his butt in the morning."

Gwen laughed, "Agreed, maybe get the STARK satellite to send us some better suits... and some of that space-medical stuff, what was it called?"

Peter shrugged, too tired to geek out.

"Yeah, definitely in need of a nap," Gwen said as she felt an awful cramp forming in her leg.