Hey Guys! First off, just wanted to say I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry about not updating this...for over a year...honestly it did not feel like it had been that long. And I didn't forget about this! i was constantly thinking about updating, I just never had the time. First we were just really busy and I had a lot of work Freshman year, and then I got a concussion that lasted for three months and I still have a few lingering symptoms from it. And I got the concussion before last year's school was finished so now I'm finishing up my Freshman year work and starting my Sophomore year work too, so I haven't had a to of time for writing. But back in August, I tried to get a bunch of stuff pre-written so when September came around I could start updating my stories regularly again. I hope I can keep it up. =) Anyway, this is the last chapterof this fic. Thank you all so much for waiting patiently for this chapter, enjoy!

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Ka-Zar's POV

For the first time I had ever seen, Wolverine actually looked heartbroken. Completely grim. But who would not be in this situation?

Spider-Man was dying.

We desperately needed to get him the cure and they did not have much time. We were trying to keep Spider-Man awake, but we honestly couldn't even tell if he was conscious anymore. Suddenly, he sat up screaming.

"Uncle Ben!" Wolverine had to pin him back down to the seats to keep him from moving.

"Uncle Ben, oh gosh. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry Uncle Ben, please come back. Please don't leave me Uncle Ben!" He shouted, tears racing down his cheeks.

"Bub, you gotta calm down." Wolverine said, grimacing at the boy. After several minutes of struggling Spider-Man finally seemed to fall unconscious, but after a few minutes his eyes sluggishly opened, drifting up to Wolverine. "Uncle Ben?" He groaned, reaching a hand up to us. "I'm sorry Spider-Man. Your Uncle is not here." I said grasping his hand.

He just groaned again shifting positions. "Hang on Spider-Man. You always save us. Now we save you." I stated firmly.

Wolverine grunted in agreement.

"T-Thanks Ka-Zar." He mumbled. His grip on my hand going slack as he once again drifted into the world of unconsciousness.

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2 hours.

2 hours had passed since Spider-Man should have...well died to put it bluntly.

It did not make sense. He had been drifting in and out of consciousness and in and out of hallucinations over the past 2 hours. The only conclusion we had come to was that his strong immune system was keeping him alive. But it was also more painful for him because of his fast metabolism that kept the poison going through his system faster. It was a never ending battle until we could get to Dr. Connors.

Spider-Man kept going between lying so still and breathing so scarcely a few times we thought he may have stopped breathing altogether. Where as other times he was thrashing about, breathing so harshly and quickly that he was hyperventilating. There seemed to be no in between and there was no way for us to help him. We were mere minutes away from meeting up with the Tri-Carrier. Spider-Man had been thrashing about, moaning and groaning loudly in pain, then everything stopped. He abruptly stopped moving, and crying out and breathing. My eyes widened in shock and fear. His heart stopped beating.

Wolverine immediately moved him to the floor and began CPR. It lasted 3 minutes before we met up with the Tri-Carrier (but it felt like a life time) We immediately got him to the med bay where they continued CPR and they had to shock him 4 times before they could get his heart to start working again. They got a breathing machine hooked up to him, along with a heart monitor and as soon as Dr. Connors had the cure ready they injected it into his blood stream. Within a few minutes we could tell a drastic difference. His face returned to it's normal color and he was no longer pale. His breathing evened out and he no longer looked like he was on the verge of dying. All of our efforts were worth it. We saved him. Spider-Man would live to see another day.

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Spider-Man's POV

Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep...

"Argh." I groaned opening my eyes. 'what happened?' I thought. My head felt as if it had been stuffed with cotton and my mouth and throat felt dry. My body felt as if it had been pulled through a jungle by the hulk. 'wait jungle?' Suddenly I sat up gasping as memories came rushing back to me. being sent out to the savage lands, finding Kraven, fighting, getting hit with a dart, extreme pain. Everything was kinda foggy from then on. Something with Dr. Octopus maybe? Uncle Ben? I also briefly remember seeing Nightmare and The Lizard too. I felt dizzy and groggy sitting up and the world hadn't stopped spinning quite yet.

"Spider-Man!" A familiar voice called out rushing over to me. Dr. Connors appeared in my line of sight, gently pushing me back down onto the cot. "What happened?" I asked not really sure what was happening yet or why I was here or what happened in the savage lands, I sat up urgently once again. "Did we get Kraven?" I asked grabbing his arm. Dr. Connors nodded. I sighed in relief lying back down.

"Honestly though he should be the least of your concerns." Dr. Connors said checking a chart in his hand.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because you died."

"WHAT?!" I shouted, shooting up once more,

Dr. Connors pushed me back down once again. "You were poisoned by a dart that Kraven hit you with but you insisted on completing the mission before getting help. You flat lined 3 minutes before they arrived at the Tri-Carrier.

My gut twisted up in a sickening feeling at the thought that I had technically been dead for a few minutes. My hand clutched the fabric of my suit over my beating heart, almost to assure myself that I was still alive. What would Aunt May have done if I had died? There was no way she would make it through the loss of another family member. I'm all she has left.

"I..." I didn't know what to say to be honest. "I think I never want to go back to the Savage Lands." I finally settled on. Dr. Connors laughed. "I don't think Nick will be sending you on another mission there for awhile."

"I'll go tell Ka-Zar, Wolverine and Zabu you're awake." He said leaving.

A few moments later all three burst in the room. "Spider-Man! You are ok!" Ka-Zar said in joy as he ran up to the side of my bed.

"Yup. Just peachy." I replied. Wolverine snorted. "I'm just glad you're ok bub."

"Awww, Wolvie you care!" I replied slapping a hand over my heart. He whacked me upside the head. "Yeah, yeah. Don't let it go to your head ." He muttered gruffly.

I just grinned, glad to know my teammates and friends always had my back.

THE END

I know, the ending's not the best but I really just needed to finish this fic up. I am so sorry for the long wait once again.

Thank you all for your patience and for reading this story. =)

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