Chapter Six - Peter

Peter Parker was so tired. He was awake, but he kept his eyes firmly sealed. And his head . . . and his everywere hurt.

What happened?

Then he heard something.

Noises. Sounds. Voices.

It was random chatter, he barely made any of it out, but he focused when he felt a hand in his.

"Peter? It's Ava," a female voice said.

Ava, he pondered. Yes, he knew an Ava.

"Well, it's completely your fault. But I mean it. Thank you, Peter."

Fixing his mistake with his friend.

He felt pressure on his occupied hand and squeezed back automatically.

He heard a gasp and a flurry of activity.

Peter knew there were more voices, more questions, but found it hard to make any out.

Then, another familiar voice got through. "Hey, Web-Head, are you still alive in there?"

It was quickly followed by an "Ow!"

It was hard to forget a voice that annoying.

"Thanks, Web-Head."

Nova's back as he pretended not to care.

"Peter will awake in his own time. This is not something we can rush," a calm voice soothed.

Peter held onto it, soaking it in. It was a nice change compared to the rest of the noise around him.

"Thank you, my friend."

A voice in his head, a voice only he heard.

"Who's supposed to help me with my school work now, Parker? Ava won't let anyone near hers, you know that." That was the next voice he held onto.

"Hey, Parker! I know what you did. Thanks, man."

Helping his friend not trip in hallways anymore.

The final voice he heard was commanding, yet gentle. "We're all here, Parker. It's time to wake up.

"You did a good job today, Spiderman."

A kind of thank you.

His friends were here. He was safe. He was no longer tired.

Peter opened his eyes.