Author's note - Hi again. It had been long since I updated my story - "The ethereality of the Spiders" so I decided to come up with this piece.

It happens after the death of Gwen.

I have planned this story to be a part of two small chapters. And when Mrs Stacy stumbles upon a tremendous secret, basically letters- one by Peter and the other by Gwen.

Enjoy...

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The ordeal had been difficult for the Stacy family.

Mrs Stacy clad in her mourning clothes made her way into Gwen's room.

The two deaths had left her completely shattered.

First her husband and now her daughter.

She didn't know what to do.

Grief tore like her heart open.

Her heart was so sensitive, like a live wire.

She thought that she might be able to run this family without her husband but now Gwen's death…

This was not what she had been expecting.

She made her way into Gwen's room.

It was just like the way she left it the previous night.

Beds untouched.

Completely made without a single speck of dust to pollute this pristine, clean and organised room.

Tears welled in her eyes.

This "was" her daughter's room.

God knows what she would do. With all her stuff. The void seemed to be forever hollowed out. Like someone ripped out a part away from her.

She slowly made her way to her bed, her legs felt over-weighed.

She could hardly move them. The soft plushy mattress bent down under her weight and sorrows that she harboured for her late daughter.

Her first born.

The child that she imparted most of her love.

The perfect child of her dreams.

The child who bore ample dreams. Dreams that tore through even the darkest nights.

And to her delight, she had even began to work her way towards being one of the brightest student of her class.

She was quite the budding scientist that even Oscorp took her in under their internship program. The youngest one ever to do so

Words were completely futile to describe how proud she was for her daughter.

She was one of a kind.

She had a decent boyfriend who was interested in just the same things as her.

Peter Parker was decent, good natured and supported her in every step of her way.

Just like she wanted him to be.

He was perfect for her too.

This sudden feeling of heart wrenching ness and sadness overwhelmed her so bad that she couldn't stop the flow of the river of tears that were gushing like water falls.

Untamed, unnerved, filled with emotion.

Every drop.

Every sentiment left her as her tears fell on the wooden floor.

She looked down when she saw a sheet of paper, stuck between the eath a stack of her old books stuck between the pages of her old books.

Between her tears, she looked at it. One look at the blurry bluey curves of letters, she knew that they weren't Gwen's.

What was that doing there? What was it? And most importantly whose was it?

Was it so important for Gwen to keep it between her books?

She bent down to take a look at it once again.

It was old. But not that old.

The handwriting was rough and frail.

It could have a boys' alright. Messy and rough at the edges.

And she guessed it right.

It was Peter's.

A note from Peter.

Maybe before she left for her university.

They might have went through a bad phase. Just like any other relationship for her to leave New York all so suddenly.

A slight nip.

A common relationship issue.

A small laugh escaped from her lips as she looked at it.

Her girl had grown.

Grown big enough to love and she had really gotten matured enough and even selected the right boy for her choice. And to tell the truth she liked him a lot.

Peter was kind and considerate, a boy filled up to the brim with manners and best of all, she had seen ho the two always looked at each other.

She missed all of that, the first time when she first fell for George. The kind, loving and caring guy that he was, she could always see a reflection of him in Peter's.

She was happy for that.

She knew that the note was personal to her.

But now it really didn't matter anymore.

She wiped the remaining tears that hung to the brim of her eyes and trapped a lock of her finely woven gold hair between her fore and middle fingers and pushed it behind her left ear as she perused through the writing.

It read –

"Gwen,

Of all my days and of all my life, I have never ever thought this day to have finally arrived. I know that you are going away for good. Leaving this city for good.

I agree that you can't wait around for me anymore and I really appreciate that you have asked me to join you there.

Believe me, I really thought of moving with you, but I have to take care of my aunt and the people, I just can't leave the people here hanging in there with themselves. They need someone to look after them. They really need someone to rely on.

They need Spider-man.

Not the bumbling idiot or the awkward high school Peter Parker.

And believe me Gwen, with all these powers, they feel like the earth weighed on me.

It's like seeing everything so well, the endless possibilities but only to find people crying out "Spider man Spider man, right here. Save us.."

The cheer of people, their wants, their needs … how could I ever ignore them?

It's not that I am trying to push you away or something but at the same time leaving them seems just so wrong.

But let me tell you something, you might know this but still if I really have to tell this to you a thousand times, I would gladly do it.

I love you Gwen Stacy.

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Each time, you happen to me all over again.

You are the only one that is keeping me sane, that feels like eons now, for the madness that is going on around me.

Both to me and my other self.

I know sometimes the need for the other guy outweighs my very existence but believe me, a part of your safety constantly hovers around my head.

Nothing would ever replace you. You are everything to me.

I know that I might not have been able to spend enough time with you but you should know that I would never ever jeopardise this relationship that we have. Or whatever we have got left of it.

I would never make the same mistake of letting you go. And for that I would always be there for you whether you like it or not.

I have always seen you as a strong independent girl, Gwen Stacy and because of that I feel that your going away will be particularly good and you will handle yourself because I know one thing for sure, the world would come to you and seek you, the embers that flow inside you will blow everyone away and I am there to make your that you really get blown away, where the world keeps you in top of a pedestal.

And most importantly, you have the power to tear my heart apart, you have the untapped and untamed courage of a lion, the fierce strength of your loyalty, towards the good still astounds me.

You help me conquer almost any pain, the pain that would seem seemingly impossible to understand, pain that keeps going inside my head, pain that feels like plunging yourself in the raging heat of a volcano, pain that would force you to take the leap of faith not knowing what outcome it might have, pain that would crumble a human's will to live.

Pain, just an everlasting pain.

And for that I won't stop you, your future is great and you will accomplish them.

You will be the beautiful genius of New York.

And I will always stand by you, it doesn't matter how far I would have to go, but I will be there for you, always and forever.

And when the is time right, I really don't care who you might end up with but you would always have a home in my heart

It will always be you, it is always you, it had always been you and I would wait here to get back to you.

I will come to you after settle everything back here. With Maxwell Dillon and Harry gone rogue, I would come and get you. You would never realise how strong and impregnable you make me.

It almost feels like I can actually take on the world. Such is your impact over me.

You are my superhero. My Messiah. My personal harbinger of light, pushing all of my dark and black thoughts away. Your are my saviour.

Till then, I don't know what they are called, the spaces between seconds — but I think of you always in those intervals.

For ever yours,

Peter."

Mrs Stacy looked at the letter again, like she was hit hard on her head.

Peter liked her daughter a ton. That was obvious. She smiled at the young extreme lovelorn letter.

But apart form that something else was really bothering her.

Maxwell Dillon, Harry.. Was the osborne kid? and most importantly, Spider man?

"After I settle everything back here."

What did he mean by that?

It almost read like Peter himself was Spider man.

It really didn't ,make any sense.

She looked at the letter closely once again.

She had to re-read all of that.

She looked at the letter closely when she found a faint familiar cursive outline come up from behind the letter, like embossed lines but fainter but more defined and beautiful.

She turned it around.

It looked like Gwen's reply.

Seeing her handwriting again, made her gasp. It felt like her chest was about to explode from pain.

It brought fresh tears into her blurry eyes, when she saw them.

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That is is it for this chapter. Guys hope you liked it. And in my next chapter I would write up Gwen's letter, her reply to Peter's heartstrings.

Please do tell me if it is alright...

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