To say Emily Anderson was surprised when she got a Pulitzer for her opinion piece titled "The Downsides of Having Superheros" would be an understatement. To say Emily was downright floored when she got offered a job in her dream city New York would...
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I awoke the next morning to gentle kisses on my face. I grumbled and tried to push Pumpkin off me.
"Pumpkin, stop," I complained. Pumpkin laughed.
Wait.
My eyes flew open and I saw Peter Parker staring down at me. "Oh," I murmured. He had a huge grin on his face.
"Good morning, hun," He said, kissing my nose. I hummed my greeting, still too sleepy to start a conversation. I couldn't understand how Peter was so awake. He chuckled at me. "Come on, Em, you gotta get up."
"Whyyyy though?" I moaned, closing my eyes again. "Work was blown up yesterday, I think we get the day off."
"Because I'm bored." I opened an eye to see Peter looking at me with the most adorable brown doe eyes I'd ever seen.
"How dare you look at me like that," I muttered. He smiled, widening his eyes even more.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, having the gall to actually bat his eyelashes.
"You cheeky son of a bitch," I chuckled. "Fine fine, I'll get up." Peter cheered in triumph. "But if you are forcing me to get up we need to do some research." He sobered quickly.
"Emily I don't think it's a good idea for you to be on the Rhino case anymore," Peter said carefully. I opened my mouth to argue but he cut me off before I could. "Wait, just listen!" I frowned but closed my mouth. "He knows who you are now, it's dangerous. I mean you're freaking arm is in a cast, your throat is multicolored now, your head is swollen, this is too much. Can you let me take care of this? Please? This is my job, I'm good at it." I rubbed my face and groaned loudly.
"I don't like the idea of just giving up," I said.
"You aren't giving up, you're just handing off the torch," he said.
He was probably right. At this point, what good would I be? I don't have any special powers, I'm not physically well, he knows who I am and he could hurt the people I love. And now that he knows I mean something to Peter, the Rhino could use me against him. It was best for me to stay out of it. I finally nodded to him.
"Okay," I whispered. Peter sighed and kissed me lightly.
"I'm sorry," he muttered against my lips. "I know you don't want to." I shrugged.
"No you're probably right," I admitted. "I would only get in the way."
"You wouldn't get in the way," he corrected me. "I just want you to be safe." I hugged him tightly.
"I know," I said. "But I want you to be safe too." He laughed joyfully.
"Emily, I'm Spider-Man," Peter said, puffing out his chest slightly. "The Rhino is no match for me." I rolled my eyes, but still smiled.
