I pull my head back. He looks frozen.

"Punk?" I ask.

"Whaaa...?" He starts.

"I honestly did it to shut you up." I say.

He coughs. Aw crap... I can see it forming around his face. It almost covers one eye. Damnit... I need more time. I need more time! I can't do this on my own! He looks flushed. I am honestly regretting kissing him. What was I thinking?

"I...can't...fight...this..." He sighs.

"Are you serious right now?" I ask.

"Huh...???" He cocks his head.

"Look Peter, you're not dying on me and on Aunt May."  I say.

"Heh..." He chuckles.

"Something funny?" I raise an eyebrow.

"You...called...me... Peter..." He smiles.

"Don't get used to it Peter." I say.

I take his hand.

"You don't know how to give up a fight, Peter." I say.

"I...I..." He winces.

"Peter Palker is the strongest man I ever knew; trust me you'll pull through." I say.

"Good. I had hoped this wouldn't be too easy." A voice says.

I look up.

"It's the crazy lady!" Spider Man yells.

She jumps down. No...  I stand up.

"I always like a good fight." She says.

"You'll regret that I promise you, punk." I say.