By Moonlight (P.P + M.J)

38. Saving New York Pt.1

The two didn't have to go a long ways. Connors had torn through a sidewalk grate and was walking down the street. Vehicles were pulling off to the side or backing up, resulting in multiple crashes. Peter sprang through the grate and Jack jumped after him with a grunt of effort. Peter webbed up and began to chase Connors, Jack following on the ground. While his healing factor was impaired, the werewolf still retained his other abilities, like enhanced speed and a wicked vertical, which he proved when he leapt over a semi. He easily kept up with Peter, which impressed the web-slinger, his injury not hindering him as much as Peter thought it would.

Sirens then started to wail, and cops started to chase them too. A helicopter appeared out of the night sky and shone its spotlight down on the street. But it wasn't aimed at Connors, who was marching down the street and pushing cars out of the way.

It was aimed at Jack.

Then, shots started to rain down, speckling the ground around him. Jack stumbled and tried to avoid the bullets, hiding behind a car. Peter scanned ahead and saw that a roadblock had been set up, and that Connors was heading right for it. But the officers behind him were beginning to close in on Jack's position, yelling to each to switch off their guns' safety. Peter turned around and started to head back for his lycan friend. As he swung back down the street, he started to hear rapid gunfire.

Jack tried to shield himself from behind a car, but got hit by a taser bullet. He fell to the ground, and the cops moved in, their guns trained on him. Were they about to execute him in the middle of the street?

Not on Peter's watch.

The web-slinger swung in, and kicked two officers down. The cops turned their attention to him, but he webbed each one to the ground or to nearby cars, incapacitating them. Peter hated having to work against the police, but they had given him no choice. One after another, he disarmed the cops until they were all ensnared in his web traps. He went over to Jack and knelt down, shaking his shoulder.

Jack groaned, his blue eyes flicked open. With a grimace, he pushed himself up, and Peter helped him to his feet. The helicopter's searchlight landed on them, bathing the two heroes in bright white light. Then, there were footsteps behind them and they both turned around to see a cop with his gun out. Peter instinctively read the officer's name tag, and his blood ran cold.

Officer Jones.

It was MJ's dad. Peter knew it immediately, and he felt his stomach drop. Would he have to fight her father to protect Jack? Would she ever forgive him for such a thing?

But Officer Jones never raised his gun at them, much to Peter's relief and surprise. The cop them nodded to them.

"I saw Stark's memo," Officer Jones addressed Jack, and Peter's spirits lifted, "to me, you're innocent."

I think I'm in love with your daughter, Peter thought inwardly as he stared at the policeman.

"That thing almost killed my cousin!" A cop webbed to a car shouted angrily, and Jones looked back at him.

"Did you not see that helmet Stark submitted to evidence, and the tapes?"
He retorted, glaring at his fellow officer, "shut the hell up, Sitwell."

At least Peter knew where MJ got her sass from.

Jones then nodded to them, telling them to leave. A roar echoed through the city. Jack tapped Peter's shoulder and threw his head to the side, a gesture for them to leave. Peter nodded affirmatively and they both left, Jack running on all fours and Peter swinging from the buildings. But before they could get far enough away, one of the policeman freed himself and took a shot at Jack, hitting him in the leg. Jack shrieked in pain but kept running, trying hard not to limp.