limits of love

CH. 30

Hi!

So this is a pretty long chapter and a lot happens so yay! There is going to be one more chapter and then an epilogue so this story will be over probably within the next couple days.

This song is Echo by Jason Walker. It is such a beautiful video!

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Gwen noticed something was off as he began studying her. "Peter, what's wrong?" She asked slowly.

" Nothing," Peter said, shaking his head as he smiled. "Nothing at all." He said and pulled her in for another hug. He began to bury his face in her hair, breathing her in. Everything about her. "Gwen." He said and pulled back, but kept his forhead resting against hers. "You don't have cancer. Not at all." 

She sighed, "Peter..."

"No, Gwen, it was a lie. All of it." Peter said shaking his head. "Harry was able to work at your hosptial. Remember that day you were telling me about that weird injection medicine that made you feel weird?" 

Gwen shook her head, "That doesn't mean-"

"No, it does!" Peter said. "Goblin admitted all of it. Every bit of it."

"Oh my gosh..." Gwen said and began looking towards the ground.

Peter gently began to run her hair through his fingers. "Look, Gwen! Look at all this hair! Look at all this beautiful long, hair!" 

Gwen smiled as tears began to pool in her eyes, though they were tears of joy, "Yes, Peter."

"And look at how healthy you look!" He said and cupped her face in his hands. "You are so beautiful Gwen. So beautiful."

She smiled, and Peter pulled her towars him, and began to kiss her. Slowly at first, before becoming more passionate. 

When they both pulled away for air, Gwen began running her fingers down Peter's chest. "Oh, Peter, you need a hospital."

But Peter shook his head she he bit his lip, "No, I don't."

"Peter..."

"I'm fine, Gwen. I just got the wind knocked out of me," Peter said. "Everything's fine."

"How are you going to arrest Harry? My mother isn't going to believe me when I tell her," Gwen said quietly. "A doctor will have to."

"We have all the evidence we need," Peter said. "You."

"What?"

"Gwen, it will work," Peter explained. "If we go to the authorities and say exactly what happenened to you and then go in and find a sample of the medicine somewhere, it will be all the evidence we need. Even if Harry won't confess- which he won't- he's the owner of the hospital."

"But that's too simple..." Gwen said. 

"No, nothing ever seems to be simple," Peter said. "But this could be."

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And it was, at first. Peter, as Spiderman, managed to call the authorites and Gwen's mother of course to the hospital. They all arrived and Peter began explaining all the evidence. The police wrote everything down and within time, they called Harry to come down.

Peter could tell Gwen was nervous about what might happen. He wished he could reach out and hug her and comfort her, but Spiderman wouldn't do that, and that might kind if give his cover away...

Harry arrived and once see saw all the officers and Spiderman surrounded in the area, a smirk fell across his face. Then his eyes landed on Gwen, and he immediatly dropped the smirk. There she was standing there, very much alive.

Peter was glad the mak was hiding his smug face. "What's going on here?" Harry asked.

"Mr. Osborn, we have reason to believe you have been illegally producing medicines and injections that will lead to the killing of your patients."

"What makes you say that?" Harry said, and then had to keep the smirk off his face as an idea came to mind. "Gwen Stacy is one of my favorite patients" he said and walked over to her. Then he whispered, "Sometimes I feel we have a bigger connection than just that," he said and put his arm around her shoulder. 

Peter's blood began to boil. Harry knew exactly what he was doing. He knew Peter could do nothing, absolutely nothing to stop him, without giving away who he was.

 "What evidence do you have?" Harry asked nonchantly. 

The officer pulled out a vial of medicine, "This isn't you're ordinary medicine, but instead Oscorp produced. It's not very safe either, from our examinations."

Harry tightened his grip on Gwen. She grimaced and tried moving away from him. "Let go of me," she said under her breath. Peter of course noticed. 

"Mr. Osborn," Harry said loudly, making sure everyone in the room was able to hear him. "I do believe Miss. Stacy asked you to leave her alone." Harry gave him a glare as Gwen moved away to the other side of the room. 

"Mr. Osborn," the officer then asked. "Is there a certain reason as to why you have a greenish glow ion your face?"

Harry paled but quickly composed himself, "Well, I have been feeling ill lately."

"Oh, I see, and where were you during the fight between Spiderman and Green Goblin?"

"I cannot believe this!" Harry exclaimed. "I am the owner of Oscorp. I am a respected citizen. And what are you accusing me of, being the Green Goblin?! Do I look like I have razor sharp teeth or a dozen different weapons strapped to my chest? Do I look like I've been up all night in Downtown New York City fighting Spiderman here?!"

The officer slowly began putting his pen away as Peter stepped towards Harry. "Wow, that was a ,ot of information. How exactly did you know all that? Considering half of it hasn't even been recorded in the papers."

"I, you know..." Harry stumbled.

"Save it, you're under arrest." An officer said and handcuffed Harry.

"You all will regret this!" Harry yelled as he was led away. "The city will never firget what happened! This is treason against Oscorp!"

"You think you're going to be alright, Gwen?" Spiderman asked. Gwen nodded as she smiled. "I'll see you around then," he said and began swinging away from the building.

"Gwen," Mrs. Stacy said and Gwen ran into her arms. Mrs. Stacy began to cry. "Oh, honey." 

"Everything is going to be alright," Gwen said as she hugged her mom.

Her mother pulled away and nodded. "Look." Confused, Gwen turned around and spotted Peter coming towards her, his suit gone.

"Gwen!" He called and ran towards her in a hug. It knocked her back a few feet, but she quickly regained her balance and hugged him back just as hard. 

"How do you feel?" He asked.

She smiled, "Never better. I'm ready to start over."