𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑, PETER PARKER ✔️

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PETER wandered his eyes around the hallway, his hands still behind his back as Francesca followed behind him. He tried looking for any sign of Megan but found nothing when he had finally stopped in front of a door. Francesca eyed him before she came to open the door for him. He was hesitant before she shoved him in. "There's no need to be afraid, Peter."

"Is this where you have Megan? Where is she?" He said as he looked around. The room they entered was cold and dark, with only the light from outside coming in. Peter turned around to follow where Francesca was going before sitting on the small couch. He looked around again, sensing someone else but Francesca in the room.

Francesca grinned, leaning her head to one side. "Did you really think I would show you where your daughter is? That isn't why I brought you here. I know you know where Nathan is. If I brought you here alone, its because I know that without Michelle and Rosemary...you'd be able to spill."

Peter shook his head. "I promise you, we don't know where he is. We want to know where he is, same as you. It's been months...he hasn't written to us, he hasn't called us. We don't know anything about him, Francesca."

She walked over to him, brushing her fingers on his arm before reaching to his chin as she raised it up so he could be looking at her. "You're too cute, Peter. You know that? I could see where Nathan gets it from."

Peter took a few steps back, causing her to frown before she turned around. "Oh, right. It must be hard with you being chained up, huh? Why didn't you say so?" She walked behind him, picking the small key from her back pocket as she unlocked the chain to set him free. "Is that-" He immediately turned to grab her throat as he pressed her hard against the wall.

Francesca was caught by surprise but finally managed to let out a laugh. "If you didn't know, I really like this kinky shit. Does this remind you of anyone else, Peter?" He squeezed his fingers tighter around her throat.

"I'm old enough to be your father, Francesca. Whatever you're trying to do to get me to tell you where my son is not going to work." He said through clenched teeth. He suddenly tensed up, feeling a gun pressing against the back of his head.

His eyes fixed on Francesca's, who simply smiled at the figure behind him. "Hey, Spider. Missed me?"

Peter recognized that voice anywhere. He released his grip on Francesca who slipped away from him. He slowly turned around to face the figure, his hands raised in front of him. "Hello...Felicia."

Felicia smiled at him, looking him up and down. "You look good, even after so many years. Been working out?"

He didn't respond but just stare at her. She looked the exact same than the last time he saw her. "I figured you'd be apart of your daughters plan. You were always a curious person."

"What can I say? When I heard it had to do with you, I just had to come over to see you." The gun was still pointed at him when she noticed the ring on his finger. "You still got married. To who? MJ? Or was it Gwen?" She laughed. "Your daughters are real precious though, especially the little one. It'd be a shame for anything to happen to them, aye?"

"You're not going to touch them-"

"If you tell us Nathan's location, because you basically revealed that you do in fact know where he is...we won't lay a finger on them." Francesca said, standing behind her mother.

Peter looked down, shaking his head. "I don't know if he's still staying where we left him. He could've moved someplace else, I don't know!"

Francesca rolled her eyes, grabbing the taser from the couch as she opened the door. "You don't know where you left him? Alright," She walked out with Felicia pushing Peter to follow.

He realized they were going back to where Rosemary and Michelle were kept before Francesca opened the door wide open, making them jump. Felicia pushed Peter down to the ground, causing him to fall on his knees before them.

"Felicia?" Michelle frowned.

She grinned. "Why don't you tell her, Peter? Tell her what you've been hiding from her after so many years. Don't you think its finally time?"

Peter kept his head low before she grabbed his neck to make him look at her. "I don't know what she's talking about."

Felicia looked down at Peter, lowering her gun. "You're not gonna tell her about the night before your wedding when you came to see me? The months after you had become a married man?"

Michelle's heart dropped. She stared at Peter, waiting for him to deny everything she was saying. "You didn't. Peter, look at me. Please tell me you didn't!"

"Em, I'm sorry." Peter sobbed.

Francesca looked over to her mother. "That isn't what we're here for, Mom." She looked from Michelle to Rosemary. "Peter has revealed that you all know where Nathan is so, you can't lie now. Who would like to be the one to say where Nathan is, hm?"

She noticed their quietness before turning on the taser and putting it to his neck, causing Peter to groan in pain. "Both of you stay quiet...he's the one in pain. If you say where Nate is, we'll stop."

Michelle looked away, tears running down her face as she heard Peter groan in pain from another shot that she took.

"That's enough Francesca, please." Rosemary whispered, looking down at Peter.

"Where is he?"

"We don't-" She squeezed her eyes shut, realizing that was a terrible mistake. "Nathan doesn't like to stay in one place, he could've moved somewhere else then where we left him!"

"Lies." Francesca sighed before tasing him again.

Rosemary's breath quickened when she turned to look at Michelle on what she should do but had her face turned. She looked back at Peter who was bent over, waiting for the next shot. "Dad?"

"D-Don't tell them, Rosemary." Peter grunted. "I can handle this. Just...Just look away."

Felicia looked over to her daughter, pursing her lips. "Keep your finger on the button and don't let go. Do you understand? Don't let go."

She nodded, ready to tase him again before Rosemary couldn't take it anymore. "He's in the cabin! He's in Tony's cabin. That's where Nathan is hiding."

GABBY'S NOTE!

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