Malen'kaya Zemlya [2] [P. Parker]

2.13 Reunion

I knocked on the apartment door, sunglasses on my face and a communications device in my ear.

Ryker and I had fiddled around with them and finally managed to make them untraceable.

As I waited, I tugged nervously on the hem of my blue shirt. It was a habit that I'd picked up and couldn't stop.

The door swung open and a familiar face greeted me.

"Ashley!" May Parker pulled me into a tight hug. "Come inside. Don't want anyone seeing you, now, do we?"

She pulled me inside the apartment and sat me on the couch. "I'll get you some hot chocolate. You look like you could use it."

She bustled off to the kitchen. "Peter will be back from school soon!" she called back.

"Thanks, May." I smiled softly, still fiddling with my shirt. "I appreciate it."

"Anytime, dear. Now, how have you been?" the woman asked.

"Tired, stressed," I listed off. "Worried, nervous-"

"Here you go." May cut me off as she shoved a warm cup of hot chocolate into my cold hands. "This'll make everything better. You can drink away your sorrows safely."

I laughed softly. "Thanks, May."

As I sipped my drink, the door swung open.

Peter slammed it shut behind him and placed his head on it.

A bang echoed throughout the apartment as someone smashed their fist against the door.

"You can't stay in there forever, Penis!" Flash's voice shouted through.

A frown filled my face as I set my mug on the coffee table.

Peter turned around so his back was on the door, but I saw his ripped bag and the forming bruise on his cheekbone.

I stood up and took my cream trench coat off.

Peter's head snapped to me and his mouth fell open. "Ash..." he whispered.

I smiled weakly, my heart fluttering and butterflies in my stomach.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I came to see you," I replied quietly.

We both took a few steps forward and met in the centre of the room.

I threw my arms around his neck as his arms wrapped around my waist.

Our lips pressed together briefly before there was another bang on the door.

My gaze hardened as I glared at it.

"Ash, no. Don't. You'll get in trouble-" Peter tried to stop my as I activated my suit.

He gasped as it enveloped my body and I swung the door open.

"Penis, you came ou-" Flash stopped and took hurried steps back. His goonies followed him until they were all pressed against the wall. "You."

I smirked but my eyes stayed hard and cold. "Me."

Peter and May peered out of the open door behind me.

"I-I-I... I could call the cops." Flash stuttered as he pulled out his phone.

I blasted it quickly with a low-level repulsor, frying it. "But you won't. Also, you can't."

His eyes were wide and a bead of sweat snaked its way down his terrified face.

I took two long strides forward and stood face to face with him. "You leave here, you don't mention this to anyone," I turned to his friends. "Any of you. Because I will know. And I know who you are."