"So er Harry, what's going to happen to Oscorp now that your father has passed away?" I asked.
"Well, I plan on taking over until the illness kills me as well. Which, since I am my father's son, won't be for quite awhile." he answered.
"I didn't know you had Retroviral Hypodysplasia as well?" I said.
"Ah yes. Not many people outside of this building do, but yes I do have it. It's hereditary. I have it, and if I chose to have children they will have it as well. I chose not to let it get to me, but it is slowly killing me. Just as it did my father." he replied.
"Oh I'm very sorry, Harry." I said.
"Anymore questions dear?" he asked me.
"Um no. Thank you for your time, Harry. I just need to take a quick picture and then I can be on my way." I said standing. He stood as well. I snapped the picture.
"Oh, Mrs. Marshal?" he said as I was leaving.
"Yes?" I asked.
"I like you. Would you like to go out to dinner with me Saturday night?" he asked.
"Yes. I would like that a lot Harry." I said. He walked over to me and handed me a sheet of paper that I assumed had his phone number on it.
I had made my way out of the building back to my desk without harm, thankfully.
"Marshal you get that interview?" Mr. Carter asked.
"Yes sir. Right here." I handed him the papers and the picture I took, and he read over it.
"Splendid work. Take the rest of the day off!" he said.
"Oh. Thank you sir." I said gathering up my things. I caught a cab to my house and changed out of my work clothes into some jeans and a tee shirt. After all visiting Gwen I shouldn't have to dress fancy. I got on my bike and pedaled out to the grave yard.
"Hey Gwen, long time no see huh?" I laid down in the soft grass and I just laid there and thought about everything.
I woke up and almost crapped myself. It was dark outside and it looked like it was about to rain.
"Fancy meeting you here, Carrie." I heard a voice call out.
I looked over and was surprised as hell.
"Harry?"
~Again really short but it'll get better as the story progresses I promise.~
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Love That Kills
Fanfiction**COMPLETED** It has been one year, one year since Gwen Stacy had died. No one knows the real reason why. Everyone assumes she died during the city wide black out caused by Electro, but no she was kill in a much more horrific way. Only two people kn...
