It's been a year now since I've been at S.H.I.E.L.D. A day hasn't gone by where I wouldn't watch Peter on TV as he saved the day. I've never stopped missing and loving him, even though I've been kept away for all of these months.
Right now I'm on my way to Nick's office. Apparently he wants to discuss my future. Wonder how this will turn out.......
"Good afternoon, Miss Stacy," Nick greets as I enter the room.
"Good afternoon, sir," I say back.
"Please sit," he orders me. I take a seat on the chair in front of his desk. "So as you know, you won't be living at S.H.I.E.L.D for the rest of your life. I wouldn't do that to you. You need to go to college, find a job, and live your life; which I'll let you have, but we're relocating you. I figured Peter would return as Spiderman. Obviously, you can't continue living here with him being back in action, so you'll be leaving New York tomorrow. Now, before you get upset on me, I should tell you that I got you into Oxford University. How? Well, I think you know by now I have my ways. I know you always wanted to study to be a doctor there, so I'm making it happen. You were top of your class at Midtown Science. You deserve it!"
I should happy right now. This news should excite me. If this was last year, before Peter said he'd go with me, before he told me he loved me, then it would. Things have changed. Now, I'm not so sure I want to go period!
Well obviously, I can't protest because he won't change his mind. It's also probably not a good idea to show that I still have feelings for Peter. Instead I respond saying, "Wow, I'm honored. Thank you very much!"
"You're very welcome. Anyways, we'll be leaving in my private jet tomorrow morning at ten. Be ready!"
"Yes, sir."
"Well that's all I have to say, Miss Stacy," he tells me. "You're dismissed."
I get up, saying goodbye, and then I head out the door to tell Lily the news.
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I sigh as I sit here, impaitent. We're stopped on the bridge. Of all times, I get stuck in traffic; just when I need to be at the airport.
As I look out the window to my right, I start to think. Is going to England really a good idea? I mean, I've always wanted to study at Oxford, but do I really want to leave my family behind, especially Peter? Well who am I kidding? We'll probably never get back together. He's never even told me that he loves me! I guess it wasn't meant to be. He just needs to focus on being Spiderman, while I just need to focus on my education and eventually become a successful doctor.
Before I know it, my thoughts are interrupted when the taxi driver exclaims, "It's Spiderman!"
I look ahead of me, seeing him on top of the bridge, with a smile spreading across my face. "Stop the cab," I order the driver.
"Lady, I ain't even moving!" he remarks.
Without saying anything else, I get out of the cab, seeing something written on the side of the bridge. As I walk a little further, I can't believe my eyes! It says 'I love you', written with webs. I grin at these words, with my eyes tearing up.
Suddenly, Peter swoops down; lifting me off the ground and taking me to the top of the bridge. I smile at him, taking his mask off, revealing those soft, big brown doe eyes.
"Hi," he says.
"Hi!" I say back.
"Did you get my message?" he asks.
"What message?"
"The message over there."
"Oh, that! That was you?" I play dumb.
"Don't do that."
"I couldn't make it out."
"I'll tell you what it says, it says 'I love you'. Because I love you." Peter Parker just told me he loves me, something I wanted to hear forever now! My heart just melted. "And no offense, but you're wrong," he adds.
"Wrong about what?" I ask.
"You're wrong about us being on different paths. We're not on different paths, you're my path, and you're always going to be my path. And I know there are a million reasons why we shouldn't be together, I know that. But I'm tired of them all. I'm tired of every single one of them. So I thought I better make a choice, right? And I choose you. So, here's my thought. England. Both of us."
I laugh slightly, with shock. My bugboy wants to go to England with me. He's giving up everything to be with me!
"I'm following you now. I'm just going to follow you everywhere. I'm just going to follow you the rest of my life. I mean, they....they got crime there. In England."
I nod my head in agreement, with tears flooding my eyes once again. Tears of joy of course!
"They got.....they got tons of crime, it seems."
"Tons."
"They got uh.....Jack the Ripper."
I can't help but laugh once again.
"What? They haven't caught Jack the Ripper yet. Isn't he in London?"
I smile as I lean in and kiss him. Sparks fly through my body as his lips press against mine. He's right. I was wrong. We're on the same path. No one can change that. No one.........
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I wake up, bawling my eyes out. I can't do this! I'm not going to England without Peter.
Reaching for my phone, I scroll through my contacts quickly; dialling Lily's number. "Hello?" she says.
"I CAN'T DO THIS!" I cry into the phone. "I can't go to London. Not without him!"
"Had another flashback dream?" Lily asks knowing the answer.
"Yeah," I moan.
"What happened?"
"It was the night of the incident, before it happened though; when he told me he loved me and how he's going to England with me."
"I'm sorry, Gwen."
"But I don't accept this! We were supposed to go together. If he won't be there, then what's the point?"
"Well, wasn't this where you've always wanted to go? Wasn't this you're future?"
"Lily, without him, there's no future!"
"Gwen!"
"I'm serious! I know that now more than ever. Peter is way more important to me than Oxford ever was. I could have still had him, if only I just....."
"Gwen, stop it right now!" Lily interrupts. "None of this is your fault. Not any of it!"
"Well I refuse to go tomorrow."
"Well maybe you won't have to."
"Huh?" I ask confused.
"I have a plan."
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Becoming Mary Jane
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