The Amazing Spider-Man 3

Chapter 15

Peter ran over to his aunt, crouching down beside her.

"May?" he asked, his voice light and shaky. He put two fingers on her neck, a great relief washing over him as he picked up a pulse. Still, she needed help. Ironically, it was just around that time that whoever was sent to check on her showed up in the door. They started to come in but then stopped, putting their hand over their face.

"She's alive," he said, "but she needs help."

The nurse said nothing, instead raising her hand, pointing in what looked like his direction. Peter looked around, scouring the area surrounding him and eventually found what she was pointing at: a series of broken containers that had produced different color stains on the floor, and there was even some mist that still resided near the floor next to him. In a sense, Peter was lucky he didn't just inhale a ton of whatever this stuff was by rushing in. Granted, his spider sense would've warned him if it was still dangerous anyway, but somehow, he could picture himself ignoring that given the gravity of the situation.

"I'm going to get a containment team in here," the nurse finally spoke up. "Don't worry, we'll get her help."

It didn't take that long for a team to make their way into the room, each one of them wearing hazmat suits for extra protection. Some of them began the process of cleaning up, while others scooped up May, wheeling her out of there quickly. Peter, still in his Spider-Man outfit, tried to follow her, but was stopped by part of the cleanup team.

"Sorry Spidey, but you can't leave until we've checked to make sure you're not a risk to spread anything."

Peter sighed quietly to himself. The last thing he wanted right now was to be separated from May, but he understood that these people were just doing their due diligence that came with the job, so he cooperated.

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The next twenty-four hours were some of the longest Peter had ever endured.

First off, it took the crew three hours just to determine that he had come into the lab too late to have whatever had gotten into the air contaminate his suit. That was a relief at least, since he didn't exactly have a spare sitting around at his apartment right now, but still, it was an annoyingly long process.

Once that was done, Peter recovered his street clothes from where he'd left them as the battle had gotten started. He'd learned a long time ago to make sure they were stashed somewhere secure, lest someone come along and steal them just because they were there. Granted, the person might not have really KNOWN they were stealing them, given that they just looked like they'd been left behind, but still. It had happened before, and it was very annoying.

May ended up being put into a completely quarantined room for several hours until they could at least determine that there was no longer a danger of her spreading what she'd been exposed to. Peter remained at the window the entire time. A speaker system was in this room, so the two of them could talk when she wasn't being tested. Through it all, she remained steadfast and patient, but he could tell that she was eagerly looking forward to the whole thing being over and hopefully coming out of it alright, and he was looking forward to the same, even if his nerves wouldn't allow him to properly hope for such results.

Eddie had been kind enough to stay with him during the initial situation, coming back to visit today and sitting with Peter even now. He'd been nervous that his coworker would try to tell him that it was going to be fine, that May would make it out of this alright, and make other assurances he couldn't possibly know for sure. Thankfully, Eddie actually restrained himself quite well, simply sitting quietly with him, making occasional conversation to help pass the time. Anne even came by to bring them some home cooked food as well, offering her sympathy for Peter's situation.