Silk & Cologne | Miguel O'Hara

Chapter 27 - Progress

After the surprise visit and comfort from my friends, I suddenly didn't feel as sad anymore. Despite how heartbreaking it was, I established with Miguel that if he didn't feel comfortable telling me how he truly felt, he didn't have to. I never specified about our friendship, so deep down I knew a part of it was still intact.

We'll just give each other the space we need to heal. That's what's important right now. That's what matters the most. We were both grieving after all.

I woke up the next morning with a bit of spring in my step. It was the weekend now, meaning I had time off work to basically do whatever I wanted to do. Hannah's orders specifically, "You need to rest all weekend so when you come back Monday morning, you're feeling 100%!"

She then kindly asked to borrow my kitchen and baked me a whole container of oatmeal cookies. Hannah is obviously so sweet, I could get a toothache, but it would be so worth it. How is she not with someone and spoiling them rotten and letting them shower her with gifts back already?!

I start the day with a light breakfast before cleaning up some of the empty moving boxes that were taking up space in the apartment. Soft music was playing from my phone, as I felt inspired by my friends to make a new playlist. The song they showed me yesterday was the first one that came up.

I quietly sang along as I cleaned. I could sense the gentle hum of my gizmo, their pulses shielding my web fluid and calming them. I knew as long as I had it on, my powers wouldn't trigger in my dimension, else I could cause more damage to it.

I glanced down at the gizmo, lifting it up as I examined it more clearly. I wondered when the day would come where I wouldn't have to wear this while in my home dimension. Perhaps when I could control my powers completely? When my universe was finished repairing itself?

When it accepted me as its Spider-Woman?

"There never was a Spider-Woman in Earth-1218, and there never will be,"

Those were Miguel's exact words during our initial meeting when he showed me the multiverse for the first time. Why was it that my universe was so different compared to the others that it can't handle the concept of an actual superhero helping to protect it?

I was zoned out of my trance when the gizmo started beeping and a holographic image of Jessica Drew appeared above it.

"Lisa, are you busy?"

"Jess, hey, what's going on?" I asked, a little concerned.

"There's been an incident in Petra's dimension," She explained with a grim expression on her face. "Miguel is asking everyone who was involved in the mission to come to HQ for an emergency meeting,"

"I'll be right there," I nodded firmly.

I reached up to end the call, but Jess's voice caught my ear. "By the way, how are you holding up?"

She knew?

"I'm. . . managing," I responded after a brief hesitation.

"If you need an extra shoulder or need some girl talk, I'm just a phone call away," She offered with a caring grin.

"Thank you, Jess," I smiled at her before ending the call.

Personal feelings would have to wait. Right now, my friends and teammates needed help.

I ran for my closet, changing into my spider-suit. Personal feelings would have to wait. I just hoped Petra was alright, and that it wasn't anything too serious.

I activated my gizmo and opened a portal, jumping through as I arrived at Spider-Society HQ. The main hall was lively as usual as I made the journey to Miguel's lab. I passed by different Spider-People, saying hi and offering small waves as I walked by, not wanting to be rude.