Stark Life

Dinner and a Fight

It was our last day in Mexico. It was the afternoon when I was in my room packing up my suitcase when there was a knock on my door.

I went to open it and it was Peter. "Hey uh are you busy?"

"No not at all what's up?"

"Um I know it's our last night in Mexico so I was wondering if you wanted to go into town and grab a bit to eat?"

"Sure what about Ned and MJ though?" I asked.

"I asked and they're too tired to go out tonight."

"Okay let me just put on my shoes." I walked over to my closet where I grabbed some white shoes and put them on.

We walked out of the house and took the Jeep into town. We stopped by this little restaurant right by the beach and walked in.

We sat down in a booth and the water brought over our drinks with some straws.

"You want to know something pretty cool." Peter asked.

"Sure."

"I don't remember much when I was really small but one of my most vivid memories of my parents was going out to dinner with them and my dad would always take the paper cover of a straw and turn it into a little paper ring and give it to my mom. Just like this." He said as he folded the little paper from his straw. He grabbed my hand and put the ring on my finger.

I smiled at the gesture that was so close and personal I didn't know what to say.

"Thank you Peter."

He smiled and we sat and ate our food and talked a bit. When we finished we were walking down the street back to the car.

"Thank you for inviting me on this trip. It's been so nice getting a chance to relax from all the Spider-Man stuff."

"You know I know how much you love being Spider-Man I honestly thought you would be itching to get back out there."

"Oh believe me I really am looking forward to it but it's nice just being here.... with you."

"I like being with you too."

"You know for the longest time I've never really felt close to anyone. I always had a rough time making friends besides Ned. But when I met you I just automatically felt so comfortable in your presence. It's nice."

I smiled at him but as I looked behind him I took notice of something.

"Uh Peter-"

"I want you to know-"

"Peter..."

"You-"

All of a sudden a group of men carrying guns with face coverings approached us and cornered us into an alley yelling at us.

"Ponte en el suelo de rodillas!" The man screamed telling us to get onto our knees.

"Peter. What are we going to do." I whispered to him.

"Andale!" The man yelled as he fired warning shots in the air. Me and Peter immediately went to the floor on our knees and held our hands up in the air.

"Grace just stay calm. I'll get us out of this."

"Ella!" The man said pointing at me. I looked at Peter confused and scared.

Suddenly the man lunged toward me and tried to grab me when Peter blocked him not letting him touch me. The surrounding men immediately pointed their guns at Peter.

"Hey man! We'll give you whatever you want just don't touch her."

"What we want is her." One of the men came forward. He was tall with darker skin, black buzz cut hair, wearing all black tactical gear. He had a scar under his upper lip that went up across his face to his eyebrow.

"Why me? What did I even do." I asked

"Why your none other than the only child of the Tony Stark."

My eyes widened and I looked at Peter. How did he know? No one besides me and the people close to me know.

"I have no idea what you're talking about" I lied.

"Oh please. The look on your face says it all."

"What do you want? Money?"

"No señorita, we don't want your fathers money. What we want is to make him suffer and what better way than taking away and killing his only child." He said taking one step further towards me.

"You're not laying a hand on her." Peter said staring at the man shielding me from him.

"Este guero es valiente." The man said back to his group laughing. "You are nothing but a little boy. Grab the girl!"

"No you don't!" Peter reached into his pocket and grabbed one of his web shooters and shot the guy to the wall with his webs. As he was fighting the other men in the group I felt someone grab me and put a cloth over my face. It had chloroform and suddenly everything started going dark.

Peter's POV

As I was webbing up the men trying to attack me, my spidey sense made me look towards Grace's direction. I noticed someone was dragging her away. I shot my webs towards the guys leg making him fall. As I was about to web his harm I felt someone run a blade towards my shoulder. I winced in pain.

I turned around and attacked my assailant. But he ran his blade across my chest.

"Ahhhh." I said falling to the ground in pain. One of the men came up to me and held the gun pointing it at my direction. My spider sense helped me dodged the bullet and I got myself up. I webbed him up and the remainder group of guys. I looked back to see Grace being dragged into a van. I immediately ran towards it and as the door was about to close I shot a web towards Grace and was able to pull her out of the van and catch her. I immediately then swung away with Grace in my arms despite the massive amount of pain I was in. My only goal was to make it back to the house.