"Harry?" Peter spoke up. "What are you doing at...if you've hurt her, I swear, I'll..."
"If you want to save your aunt, then hurry up and get over here," Harry replied in a somewhat hushed voice. "I have some information you'll want to know."
"Wait, Harry..."
Peter didn't get to finish; the line died almost as soon as Harry finished speaking. Plagued with uncertainty, his body unleashed a fresh flow of adrenaline that gave him just enough strength and resolve. He quickly grabbed some clothes to throw on over his suit, starting to throw his shirt on before he remembered that the top half of his costume was still back in the living room. Grabbing a pair of jeans and some socks, he sprinted back out, quickly grabbing the rest of the suit.
"Woah, is everything okay?" M.J. asked, her tone controlled but urgent.
"I just got a call," Peter said as he fought against the skintight nature of his costume, finally getting it over his head. "I might have a lead, or it might be a trap; I'm honestly not sure right now, but I have to get to the hospital."
"Are you sure rushing off like this is a good idea?" M.J. asked. "You're still hurt and exhausted; you might not be thinking straight."
"All true," Peter said as he shoved on his jeans and t-shirt, "but this might be my last chance to save her, so I don't think I have much choice."
Once he was as put together as he could get right now, Peter exited through the door with M.J. He was about to take off but stopped himself quickly enough to turn and face her.
"M.J," he said, but found himself stuck there. She didn't say anything though, her expression giving the impression she was holding back her eagerness over what he might say next.
"Thank you," he finally managed to get out. He wanted to say a lot more, but the rest would have to wait for now.
"You're welcome," M.J. replied, her smile tired but no less genuine. She then nodded in the direction of the exit.
"Go get em', Tiger."
Peter didn't need to hear any more as he turned and headed towards the elevator. He had no idea what he was about to walk into, but with May's life more on the line now than ever, he would brace himself for whatever Harry was up to, good or bad.
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When he got to the hospital, Peter expected to find Harry waiting for him outside in the front area or something. It made sense to him at least that, if his former best friend wanted to show him that he was indeed on his side, he would try to meet him somewhere relatively public. However, there was no sign of Harry either just outside or in the lobby area, so Peter went straight for May's room, guessing that was where he would find Harry. Sure enough, when he arrived, Peter saw a hooded figure standing over May's bed, who turned around to show his face.
"Peter, I..."
He wasn't able to get out anything more before Peter grabbed him by his shirt and shoved him up against a nearby wall.
"Alright, here's the deal," Peter spoke up, "you have sixty seconds to tell me why you're here before I haul you straight back to the Vault. Go."
"I saw the news report about your aunt; I know who has the serum," Harry explained, "and I know where you can find them."
"Why should I believe you?" Peter questioned. "How did you even get out anyway?"
"The warden was really someone under Otto Octavius's pay," Harry clarified. "He had him bring me out and take me to where he'd been hiding out at. I managed to get away after we got there, and that's when I started looking for you."
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The Amazing Spider-Man 3
Fanfiction10 years after the events of The Amazing Spider-Man 2, and following the events of Spider-Man: No Way Home, Peter is now a 29 year old bachelor trying to earn an honest living in Manhattan while continuing to protect the city as Spider-Man. Upon ret...