Webbed Up In Love

EPILOGUE

Harry explained everything to us. That Bernard had told him about the glider wounds his father had the night he died. That the injuries could have only come from doing it to himself. We explained the entire night to him and things from then on were so much better between the three of us.

Peter and I talked out everything that had happened between us. We forgave each other for all our faults and mistakes. We decided to give ourselves another shot at love. We knew it was always going to be hard work, but we were worth it to each other to try.

Two weeks after the incident it was finally my appointment to find out what the gender of our baby was. Peter and I both went, really anxious to see. Neither of us cared what the baby was as long as it was healthy and safe. That was all that mattered. The tech put the gel on my belly and started moving around the wand. She played the heartbeat and Peter held my hand. His other hand ran though my hair on the top of my head as he teared up.

    "Okay, and we are wanting to know what we are having today, or are we keeping it a surprise?" She asked.

    "We want to know." Peter and I both said looking at each other.

She moved the wand around a bit more and finally smiled.

    "See that there?" She pointed to the screen. We both looked and shook our heads.

    "I don't know, should I be seeing something?" Peter questioned her.

    "Nope." She smiled and I gasped.

    "What?" Peter said confused.

    "It's a girl." I whispered with a giggle. His eyes widened.

    "It's a girl?" I nodded happily. "It's a girl!" He exclaimed with so much joy. He bent down and kissed me.

The tech gave us a picture and we were sent on our way. We joyfully told Harry and Mj about our little girl. They were both over the moon happy for us.

Time ticked by so quickly. I stopped being Spider-Woman after 25 weeks along, so Peter and Harry teamed up saving the neighborhood together. My hiatus was temporary at least until after the baby would come.

June 9th came and my water broke, while Peter was out being Spider-Man. I was at Mj's and she took me to the hospital, while John, took care of little John. I called Peter and Harry, trying to get them both here.

Mj had figured it out on her own after the kidnapping incident. About who we truly were. She had been there in the crowd and when she heard Peter call to me, she realized everything. So, many of our problems made sense to her and even she apologized to Peter, for some of the ways she had treated him. Though, he told her he deserved it regardless of his status as Spider-Man. She of course, never told anyone. Not even John.

    "Where are they?" I groaned in pain. I laid on the hospital bed breathing in and out while holding Mj's hand.

    "They'll be here. He'll be here soon." She tried to calm me.

    "He better be or I'm going to kick his ass." I groaned again. She chuckled and brushed back my hair.

    "Yes, I know. Let's get this little one out first. Then you can worry about butt-kicking."

The doctor came in and checked me again.

    "Well it looks like your progressing very quickly, Miss Barrett. You're already at 10cm. You'll be able to start pushing now." He smiled at me.

    "What? No! No, no, no. He has to be here. Can't she just wait a little longer? I'll just hold her in!" I said through gritted teeth and then let out a loud groan of pain.