never be the same || spider-man

a day to remember

"Hey, Pete, can you bring this box up to my office, please?" May asked, sliding a box across the kitchen counter to Peter.

Peter nodded, lifting it up and pretending to groan under the weight. "What's in this? Rocks?"

May shot him an unimpressed look. "Paperwork."

Grinning, Peter turned to head up to May's office at FEAST when he nearly ran into Martin. "Oh, oops! Sorry, Martin."

"No worries, Peter." Martin gave him a small smile before walking around him and heading to May. Curious, Peter turned to face them while hovering in the doorway. "May? I'm heading out of town for some time for some personal time. In the meantime, you'll be in charge of both centers."

"Is everything okay?" Peter asked, concerned by Martin's words. He hadn't ever taken personal time away long enough to need to temporarily appoint someone to his position.

"And how long will you be gone?" May added.

"Yes, everything is alright, I promise. And I'm not sure, yet, how long I'll be gone." He paused speaking a moment and looked into the nearby cafeteria. "Take care of it, will you? I have faith in you to do it well."

"Of course, Martin," May reassured. "Take care of yourself."

A low buzz at the base of his skull alerted Peter at Martin's words. Something wasn't sitting well with him. "Will you be going to the ceremony on Saturday, then?" he couldn't help but ask, catching Martin's attention. "They're honoring Officer Davis."

Martin's mouth quirked up into a hint of a smirk, but it quickly transformed into a smile. If Peter hadn't been paying attention, he would've easily missed it. The difference was a subtle one. "I wouldn't miss it. I hear it's going to be quite memorable."

The phrasing sounded a little weird to Peter, but he simply brushed it off. Instead, he nodded in response and moved to the side so Martin could leave the way he came. He watched Martin walk away for a moment before letting out a sigh and bringing the box still in his arms up to May's office.

Once he got home for the day, he went down straight to the lab and pulled up the footage from any fights he had been in with the Demons since he first met them. He wasn't quite sure why, but Martin's words from earlier left a weird feeling in his stomach that he couldn't quite explain.

"Master Stark has been running the footage through every database he can over the past week. Would you like me to pull up the results he's found?" FRIDAY's voice rang out, startling Peter a bit.

"Uh, yes, please." Peter ran a hand over his face. "Narrow it down to anything on Devil's Breath will you, FRI?"

"Of course."

The footage from his mask was replaced with a nearly completely empty list of information in front of him. Groaning, he closed the list after reading the only information they had was from the footage he caught when he initially found the file.

"Hey, squirt."

Peter turned, seeing Tony walking into the lab. "Hey, Dad. What's up?"

"Well, most of the team is in town for the week. Figured we'd have a dinner night at the tower and hang out and whatnot afterwards." Tony furrowed his eyebrows as he walked closer and saw nothing on the workspace in front of Peter. "What are you doing down here anyway?"

"Checking to see if you found anything yet." Peter sighed and played with the sleeves of the hoodie he was wearing. "It's just...I don't know, I have this feeling that something's going to happen soon, but I can't figure out what."