And here's the long-awaited sequel in the Behind the Mask fanfiction series! I hope you guys enjoy, I will try to make this chapters as long as possible, and tell me what you think of it~

Ƈнαρтєя Oηє: Uηєxρєcтєɗ Sυяρяιѕєѕ
"Ƥяєgηαηcу αηɗ мσтнєянσσɗ αяє тнє мσѕт вєαυтιfυƖ αηɗ ѕιgηιfιcαηтƖу Ɩιfє-αƖтєяιηg єνєηтѕ тнαт ǀ нανє єνєя єxρєяιєηcєɗ." - ƐƖιѕαвєтн HαѕѕєƖвєcк

Ƈнαρтєя Sσηg: ƓƖσω - ƐƖƖα Hєηɗєяѕση
"Like a chest of hidden gold,
shimmers in the depths below.
We are, we are, the treasures that
they hide.
Like the sun that saves the night,
bursting through a darkened sky.
We are, we are, soldiers of the light.
And we will glow.
Oh, oh, oh.
So let them build their righteous tower,
our blazing hearts will burn it down.
We are, we are, soldiers of the light.
And we will glow.
Oh, oh, oh.
We are fire, we are fire.
And our love will burn,
the flame will never die.
We are brighter, we are brighter.
Let's show 'em how we light up tonight.
We will glow.
Oh, oh, oh.
Like a chest of hidden gold,
shimmers in the depths below.
We are, we are, the treasures that they hide.
Like the sun that saves the night,
bursting through a darkened sky.
We are, we are, soldiers of the light.
And we will glow.
Oh, oh, oh.
We are fire, we are fire.
And our love will burn,
the flame will never die.
We are brighter, we are brighter.
Let's show 'em how we light up tonight.
We will glow.
Oh, oh, oh.
We will glow.
Oh, oh, oh.
We are fire, we shoot our flame up high.
They see us burn across a thousand miles.
We are brighter, the flame will never die.
Let's show 'em how we light up tonight.
Oh, you and I we're soldiers of light.
We will glow.
Oh, oh, oh.
We will glow.
Oh, oh, oh
We will glow."

2:27.

The glowing red light of the alarm clock on my nightstand seemed to taunt me. I didn't understand why I needed an alarm clock. I was on my honeymoon for Pete's sake-

Peter.

I turned over in the bed, looking over at my husband. It felt so weird to say that Peter was now my husband. It was the last permanent tie in our relationship.

I traced my finger across his bare back, trailing it into his messy hair. You could've guessed the festivities that happened a few hours earlier considering we had just gotten married.

Smiling, I remembered the gentle touches and Peter's worried face of him hurting me with his inhuman strength and all. I had a few bruises but nothing to major. There were a few marks starting from my hip bone all the way up to my neck. I looked like a cheetah to be honest, with the purple-ish red marks.

I slid my partner's hand off across my stomach and rubbed my eyes. Peter wasn't the only not wearing anything. Let's just say, the clothes we came to the cabin with are no longer wearable.

A soft giggle escaped my lips noticing my ripped top hanging across the lamp shade and torn in half jeans hanging off the edge of the bed.

Before I was able to get up from the bed, a warm hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me back down. Peter nuzzled his face against my neck as I felt perfectly in his arms, his chest against my back.

"It's late Hallie," he murmured, his tone still sleepy, "are you okay? Are you hurting or anything?"

I turned around, cupping his checks. "Eh, just a little pain but I'll be okay."

He smiled cheekily. "I dunno whether I should feel bad for making you have that kind of pain or proud."

"Be proud and you won't be able to do it again." I retorted, causing him to pout.

"But babe, it's our honeymoon, and you know what that means?"

I raised my eyebrow. "What does it mean?"

Suddenly, he flips me over, pinning my arms above my head, catching me off guard. He presses his knees on either side of my body, taking in my bare appearance.

Peter smirked. "I think you know what that means."

"Do I?" I responded with an innocent smirk. "I don't think I do. Maybe you can tell me what that means."

He drops down, still hovering over me, and his lips are centimeters from mine. He pulls my legs around him as he replies with a sultry, "I'll show you."

I crashed my lips onto his and we continued what we had started.

xxXxx

"Eggs? Bacon? I didn't know you could cook anything besides cereal." I heard Peter comment as he sits at one of the stools in front of the island.

I looked over my shoulder at him, sticking my tongue out. "I can cook. You just always came home late."

"I know," he said. "And I feel bad about that, missing a bunch of important dates because of my hero duties." I heard the sliding of the chair against the wooden floor before he slid his arms around my waist from behind. "But it's me and you now. Forever and always."

I removed my self from his grasp, dumping our breakfast on the plate. "Are you really ready for a family Peter? Are you ready to stop being Spider-Man?"

"You know I am Halez. Right now the city doesn't need me. My girl needs me." he stepped towards me, kissing my nose. "I will always be here for as long as you need me."

I wrapped my hands around his neck, pushing our foreheads together, raking my fingers through his hair. "I need you for the rest of my life and if there's a life after that, then I'll need you then."

He smirked, licking his lips. "Do you... need me now?"

I pushed him back, causing him to burst into laughter. "You cheeky little - you just want me to get in your pants all day don't you?"

"Can you blame me? I will quote Edward Cullen on this, but babe, 'You're like a drug to me, like my own personal brand of heroine.' and you're probably even better than drugs."

I crossed my arms. "I'll give you points for creativity but no. You're not getting any mister."

"But babe! It's our honeymoon, we're supposed to have sex twenty-four seven!"

"Peter I can barely walk without wincing. Yes, it's amazing, great actually, but just give me - or at least my lower half some time to recover."

My husband grinned sheepishly at me. "I looove you!"

I rolled my eyes. "I know. I love you to."

He brought my into his arms, kissing the top of my head. "So how long will it take for you to recover?"

"Maybe a few days." I shrugged.

"We can't do... anything?"

"I swear to god Parker, are you that horny? It hasn't even been six hours yet?"

Peter buried his face into my neck, nipping at the skin there. "Mhmm..."

I tried to resist him, not letting his lips trail any farther and moved away from him. I wagged my finger at him, "Nope."

"But-"

"Sorry Peter."

"But you're going to tease me!"

Smirking, I nodded, biting my lip. "That's exactly the point. Now," I handed him the plate of eggs of bacon, "eat your breakfast."

He narrowed his eyes at the plate, mumbling, "Can I have you for breakfast?"

I shoke my head. "Nope sorry, it was taken off the menu."

"I hate you."

I kissed his check, letting my lips linger for a bit, causing him to groan. "Love you too~"

xxXxx

"A plus sign?" I gasped out, looking at the tiny plastic stick in my hand. I placed it on the counter, grabbing the box it came it. I read what the signs meant and my eyes widened, "Plus sign equals pregnancy..."

The box slipped out of my hands and I didn't even bother to pick it back up. I lifted up my shirt, turning sideways to look at myself in the mirror. There was no bump, not that I expected there to be one.

I ran my fingers across my stomach, a choked sob escaping my lips. There was a little being growing in there.

A baby.

Maybe it was going to be a boy who would take after his father with his cheeky grin and smart brains. He would be a defiant heart breaker for sure and maybe even take up the role as Spider-Man.

Or it could be a girl, who would hopefully look like me and who knows, she might gain my healing abilities.

I picked back up the pregnancy test, running my fingers over the bright pink plus sign. I was going to be a mother and Peter was the father.

"Hallie?" I heard his concerned voice from the other side of the door. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, "Yeah," my voice sounded strained, causing the door knob to rattle from Peter already trying to get in, "I'm fine."

"You've been crying Halez." he noted. "Open the door, please."

Slowly, I unlocked the bathroom door and let him in, throwing the test into the trashcan before he could see. I wanted to tell him myself.

His hands immediately went to my face, wiping away the tears. "What happened?"

I opened my mouth but no words came out. Instead, I took his hands and placed them on my stomach, meeting his eyes.

Peter didn't get it at first as expression was confused, until his eyes widened. He looked back up at me quickly and I nodded, the tears welling up in my eyes once again.

"Y-you're pregnant." he breathed out, his knees giving out, causing him to just have his arms wrapped around my stomach. "My baby's in there."

"Our baby," I corrected.

Peter buried his face into my stomach and I ran my fingers into his hair, as I felt him start to cry, murmuring, "I'm going to be a dad. I'm going to be a dad."

I got on my knees as well, forcing him to look at me. "Are you ready for this Peter?"

He nodded not even a second after I asked. "I'm ready to raise a family with you."

I smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too, so much." he pressed his lips to mine, his hands carefully wrapping around my waist. I slid mine around his neck as he pulled me gently into his lap. "I'm ready Halez. I promise I will the best father to our child. And I know that you will be the best mother there is."

"I'm ready too." I kissed him again. "Let's be parents."

Thank you guys so much for getting the Behind the Mask series to a sequel about the infamous Pallie child. Now since this is completely AU, updates may not be as regular as usual since I don't want to rush all of the ideas and finish it quickly. I want to take my time and develop the relationships in the story slowly. Not snail slow, but maybe turtle slow. It depends.

Anyways, hoped you guys like it and I'll see you in the next chapter!