A Broken Web 3

Chapter 10 - Peter's POV

Gwen lies on the floor.

Blood seeping out her neck and side.

Her face pale.

I let her get hurt.

I hurry over to her. I had already took care of the guy. I hope he likes sewers. I stare down at the cut on Gwen's neck, it bleeding like crazy. Her side has a huge whole in it, blood pouring out wildly. It's a good thing Ben was looking after Emma. I bend down, tears starting to fill my eyes. I lean down to her chest.

She's breathing.

It's faint.

It's hardly a breath.

But she's breathing.

I run towards the phone, and dial '999' Soon, an ambulance arrives and we are taken to the hospital. In the ambulance, Gwen starts to wake up vaguely.

*Gwen's POV*

Slowly, I open my eyes. I open them to white. I look around, and see many needles and medical devices. I see a doctor, taking my pulse, and push a blood supply into my wrist, the other, the same painkiller I had with my back operation. But I keep staring at something. Someone. Peter Parker. He's holding my hand lightly. My heart pounds with enjoyment. Peter Is here. He's with me. My eyelids become heavy again, and soon, I fall under a deep and dark sleep. Before I fall under the spell of sleep, I manage to squeeze Peter's hand -

To tell him I'm alive.

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I walk into Gwen's ward, my heart pounding excitedly. Gwen had her operations last night. As I walk in, I see her, smiling happily up at me.

But that's not all she's smiling about.

In my hand, I hold a baby carrier.

I walk carefully up to Gwen, and sit down beside her, noticing she has a large scar down the side of her neck. She wraps her arms around me, and kisses my shoulder blade softly. I don't want to let go of her. I don't want to leave this Woman again. She pulls away, and looks down at the baby carrier on the floor. I lift it up, revealing our child inside, sleeping softly. Gwen puts her hand to her cheek softly.

"That's our child."

"Yes. We made her."

"She's our creation. Our gift to the world."

I take Gwen's hand lightly.

"Gwen. I'm sorry. None of this would've happened if..."

"If I'd just told you. I know. You don't have to say."

"No Gwen.."

"Just come here."

She wraps her arms around my neck. "I love you, Peter Parker." She whispers. "I love you more, Gwen Stacy." I say back to her, feeling the scar on her neck press against my body. I let this happen to my own wife. My own wife.