𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘[𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐕/𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐕 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐗 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑]

𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃~ 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒

There was a currently active case on Spider-man. And who he was. I was a intern in the NYPD. They kept on coming up on dead ends.

"What if he's working with the FBI or the Mafia? Do you think that there are more Rodgers?" Jefferson said to Officer Rodgers.

"I don't know, after that whole little kingpin situation it's been a whole thing with him. Man who saves people with a mask on." Jefferson was frustrated.

"Maybe he's some known villain tryna' seem like a good guy?"

I walked in with the coffees they requested 15 minutes ago from Foam Party. "Here are y'all's food and coffee." I said "What do you think Y/N?" Jefferson said to me."

"About what?" I adjusted my skirt that was riding up my legs. "Spider-man."

I place down the bagels and jelly. "I think you guys are looking in the wrong place. No offense." I said switching my gaze from one another. "It's fine." I really didn't want to loose this internship. It was well paying. Especially with my scholarship to Visions.

"Maybe you're right Y/N. We should bring the people into this." Rodgers smiled at me. Jefferson got up from his chair and pat me on the shoulder. "You might do good in this line of work kid." A smile crept on my face.

                                      - - -

As I was packing up my bag. I realized it was pouring down. "Fuck." The rain was heavy and the wind was blowing as hard as it possibly could. As I walk out the building. I groaned as I put my bag on my head. All of my papers for my class were going to be soaking wet. I stepped to the side and got myself together.

"Need a lift?" Some deep voice said right behind me. I clutched my purse and taser. As I slowly turned around.

When I had turned around all I saw was a red and black suit with big white eyes. "You're spider-man."

"Y'Know from the whole thing that Ingot going on I still do get that a lot. I mean what's more obvious the big-ass spider put on my chest or the countless times i've been on the news."

I couldn't believe it. THE spider-man. He was more skinny than I imagined.

"You think I should wear one of those 'Hello my name is' name tags?" He put a finger on his chin.

"But anyway. Do you still need a lift he's really went out here and you're wearing a skirt. Your locs are all damp. And your edges are lifting.."

He put his hand out.

"You didn't have to say all of that. Rude." I rolled my eyes as I considered it. Walk 6 blocks alone while it's cold and wet or swing for something that feels like 3 blocks while getting somewhat dry.

I took his hand and he pulled me into his chest.
"Hold on." He said. I held onto my bag his chest and my dignity. Hoping that no one would look up.

After one swing we were in mid air. "FUCK!!" I screamed. "So whats a pretty girl like you doing out here walking all alone?" Clearly he was trying to help me to calm down. My eyes were closed tight.

"I'm an intern for the NYPD."
"What's your name?"
"Y/N"
"Were should I stop Y/N on Washington or Myrtle?"
"Myrtle."

- - -

Once we had finally got to a balanced stop I opened my eyes. The rain wasn't as bad as it was previously. "Glad that I could meet you Y/N."

"Yeah you too."

"Hey do you know if they have a case on me?"

"The case is closed."