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-Aunt May POV-

The young man who made Ben cry for the first time in years came back home and I didn't have the heart to scold him, my mind kept repeating that it wasn't his fault for making Ben worry that he didn't know he was in danger.

As soon as he entered the room, I rushed to hug him "What's up with all this concern?" I ignored his outburst and looked at Ben who was just looking at Peter without any emotion on his face "Enjoyed your day?" Ben asked and Peter replied with a confused nod Ben came forward and hesitated for a second before he stretched his hand and tousled Peter's hair.

"Go get some rest" is all Ben said before he smiled and left for our room, I followed his stride with my eyes happy that his hands stopped clenching, that his hair wasn't clinging to his head with sweat, and that his breathing slowed down, that he was tired of the day and not with his life.

I looked as Peter followed his uncle and went into his room followed by V but I stopped her before she could go in and told her "Just know that it wasn't your fault he didn't come home as soon as he could" V nodded with wide eyes as if she was afraid I could read minds.

"No, I can't read minds, I just know you are blaming yourself and all I can say is don't blame yourself" V sniffed as she said, "But I made Uncle Ben cry" I frowned as I asked while trying not to sound disapproving "How did you hear us?" She wiped her eyes as she said, "I didn't hear anything, but I saw Uncle Ben cry on your shoulder before he dragged you off to your room".

I blushed at the prospect of V seeing us kissing so I just told her "He was crying about something else and not about Peter you understand right" I wiped her eyes with a kerchief and hugged her as I said "It's ok child don't blame yourself for another's suffering" she sniffed into my shoulder and I said "what's up with the sniffing did you get a cold in this heat" V laughed at that and I felt like her heart was a little more healed than before so I said.

"Go sleep, we have to go somewhere tomorrow" V nods and goes to her room with sleepy eyes, I smile until she leaves before I check in on Ben and find him sound asleep on the bed so I go back into the hall with a bottle of bourbon and sit down to take slow slips as I remember the nights Ben came home covered in blood and I rushed to his side with my nurse training kit looking for injuries all over but all he had was a bruise on his left eye.

I asked him what happened but all he said was "18 people with families waiting for them died by my hands" My throat constricted that day as I tried my best to stop the words that poured out "Why?" He replied with what he must have been telling himself every time he had to kill someone "They killed more" I was naive enough back then to ask him "Are you sure?".

He looked me in my eyes as he said firmly "I am a weapon only made for killing dogs like them but the sharpest of tools will tire from its job when used too often" That night I hugged him and cried for him, and he comforted me with the blood on his hands.

He asked me to marry him the next day and I thought that he wasn't in the right mind but all he said was "You are the 2nd woman to not be frightened by what I do?" I asked back then confused "But I was frightened, I was shivering last night and crying" My eyes were filled with tears as he knelt and put the ring on my finger while saying "All the other women in my life cried because of what I did May, while you cried for what I had to do and that is all I needed".

I took another swig of the bourbon and sighed at those moments, Ben lost his old touch a little but he was unironically romantic, the man just said the sweetest thing and you could tell he didn't practice them or prepare them to woo me, every word he said was the truth to him.

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-PETER POV-

I got into my room with a frown as I thought of why they were so concerned, I was pondering whether I should ask them myself when V entered the room and hugged me from behind, I smiled as I asked confused "You too, what's with all this concern for me" she didn't respond so I asked again "what happened?".

V seemed to get her bearings as she said, "Let me hold you longer", I nodded and made her sit down on the bed.

She slowly explained the situation with a few sniffs here and there, but the gist was that "So the reason we are here is that whoever Uncle Ben's friend is, needs some time to clear out the gang that is after me specifically for some reason" she nodded, and I sighed as the weight of the situation settled on my shoulder.

Someone is after me and no they aren't after Spiderman, they are after Peter Parker specifically unassuming budding celebrity Peter fucking Parker.

If they knew my identity they would have come after my family but they seem to want to silence me for some reason and the fact that I slept through uncle ben defending my ass from them is weird. Why did my spider senses not work? did they perceive me to not be in danger because Uncle Ben was there?

Anyway, that isn't the point, the point is that someone is after Peter Parker I need to know who that is but my mind seems to blank at this situation, so I ask, "Do you know why they are after me?".

V put on a thoughtful face as she spoke "They weren't there to kidnap you, they had too many weapons for that".

I nod as I say "They didn't know about Uncle Ben, they sent too few people"

V puts her hand up and counts "1. they are trying to kill you 2. They don't know Uncle Ben so it's not the Russians the only other place where Peter Parker could have been involved with gangs was...."

My eyes widen as I say "that cafe robbery" but V frowns as she says "and they will kill you for stopping a robbery?" I frown at that and think about all that has happened later.

I say slowly remembering the details "It wasn't a robbery, it was a murder attempt to kill a reporter that's why I intervened as Peter Parker. He said something about having eviden....." Time slows down as I think of all that has happened.

'someone stole the point files'

'The locations to all of our drug fronts'

'Boss said we have to deal with this kid before we start anything'

'That kid is the reason the cops got their hands on the rat in the first place'

My eyes widen as I tell V "I stopped them from killing the rat who had the information of all the drug fronts in the city" V's eyes widen as she exclaims "are you sure?" I frown as I can't confirm these theories.

Or can I?

I was distracted at that time, so I didn't look through the files but.... I quickly went through my clothes to find the thumb drive and found it at the bottom.

I grabbed V's laptop and put the thumb drive in it "What's that?" V asked so I told her "I got this from a thief named the black cat" She nodded, and I looked at my picture staring right at me.

If I had seen this 2 days earlier, Uncle Ben wouldn't even have known about this, he wouldn't have to be afraid of his family being in danger, spiderman would have taken care of all of them. This is all my fault, I made him fear losing his family, I made him fear having to get back to his old job, whatever the fuck it was.

V interrupts my self-loathing as she asks, "That still doesn't explain why they sent more than 2 people to kill ordinary Peter Parker".

While V was confused, I knew exactly why so I told her with a cracked voice "They wanted a clean job" I turned to her with tears in my eyes as I said, "they wanted to kill my whole family", I rushed outside of our hotel room and went into the elevator "don't follow me" I need to be alone with my thoughts for a second.