I woke up the next morning feeling better than I'd ever felt before. Although, my alarm clock met a brutal end when I accidentally smashed it as it went off. I cringed at the sight of the broken device and quickly jumped out of bed. I walked into the bathroom and the shower went well, but when I wrapped a towel around me and tried to brush my teeth. Some how I broke the knob to the sink.
"Oh, crap." I freaked out trying to reattach it. The water sprayed from the broken end and I grabbed another couple of towels and covered it up.

I wanted to get out of there quickly and I reached for the door attaching to my bedroom. But the handle popped off the door into my hand's. I looked at it concerned and then walked over to the other door into the hallway. I carefully placed two finger's on the knob and turned it. Opening the door and escaping the bathroom. I shut myself in my room locking the door and got dressed carefully.
I sat on my bed listening to every sound that was now enhanced ten fold. A spider crawling on my wall caught my attention. I could hear it's leg's clicking as it walked. The blind's in my room rattled and spooked me. Making me jump further onto my bed. I climbed off and did the one thing I knew how. Research.

I sat at my computer and looked up spider's, spider bite's and symptom's, effect's. I grabbed a small mirror from my desk and looked at the bite on the back of my neck and compared it to the one's I found on the internet. I was typing so fast and looking through thing's so quickly. The key's to my keyboard, attached themselves to my finger's. I peeled them off and grabbed my Dad's old file. I took it out to the roof and began looking at the formula and the decay data algorithm.

"Cate?" Peter called out from down below me. I looked over at him and smiled.
"Oh, hi."
"What are you doing up there?" He asked looking at me confused. I held up the file and showed him and he nodded. "You didn't call me yesterday when you got home."
"Oh, were you worried about me, Peter Parker?" I chuckled.
"Yes, actually." He said honestly. "You looked like crap when you left Oscorp... Are you, uh, okay now?"
"Well, thanks. Actually. I'm great. A little freaked out. But great." I smiled brightly and before he could speak again I cut him of. "Come help me with this."
"Okay." Peter entered the house and we worked for the next few day's, before, during and after school on the formula trying to understand it.

We were finally ready and made a plan to go see Dr. Connor's. Peter and I left school one day and he thought we were going back to Oscorp. I shook my head and explained we needed a more personal visit. Peter objected on the way there, that maybe showing up to his personal home was a bit much. I only shrugged at him and kept on my mission. Peter, being Peter, obviously didn't want to miss out and he was weirded out by how strangely I'd been acting that he followed along anyway's. We looked at the address in my hand's and then back up at the house. This was it. We walked to the doorway and I carefully pressed the doorbell.

"Dr. Connor's." I said with a big smile when he opened the door. "You probably don't remember me, but I..."
"The intern from the other day." He said.
"Yeah. That's right." I nodded happily.
"I'm sure you and your friend here are very nice people, but this is a home. You can try to make an appointment with my office." He tried to shut the door but I quickly caught it.
"I'm David Barrett's daughter and this is Richard Parker's son." I told him quickly. He stopped and looked at us both.
"Cate and Peter?"

We nodded and he allowed us inside his home. He grabbed three mugs as we stood in the kitchen and he began to make us tea. We explained a little bit about why we were there, mostly asking about our parents and why they left us in such a rush. He sighed pouring our cups.
"I'm afraid I can't help you much, Cate. Or you Peter. I don't know why they left or where they were going."
He dragged the kettle along the counter and a sort of sense went off in my head. I reached out and grabbed the falling mug in my hand and casually sat back up. Both Peter and Dr. Connors looked at me incredulously. 
"Good reflexes." Dr. Connor's said.
"Thank you." I took a sip from my cup.

"We read your book." Peter said.
"Oh."
"Yeah. It's something, you know. So y-you really think it's possible, cross species genetics?" I asked him.
"Of course. But for year's your father's and I were mocked for our theories. No just in the community, but at Oscorp, as well. They called us mad scientists. And then your father, Cate, bred the spider's and everything changed. The results were beyond encouraging. They were spectacular. We were gonna change the lives of millions. Including my own. Then... it was over.  They... were both gone. Took their research with them. And I knew without them, I... I..." He paused for a minute and looked sad. "I was angry. So, I stayed away from you two and your families. And for that I am truly sorry."

We sat in a silence moment for a minute. Before I took a deep breath and looked at Peter and then back at Doctor Connor's.
"Say... Say it worked. Say you got it to work. Like how much would the foreign species take over? What could the side effects be?" I asked curiously and they both looked at me.
"It's hard to say, considering no subject survived. The problem was always..." Dr. Connor's began to explain.
"The Decay rate algorithm?" Peter asked.

Dr. Connor's looked between us both curiously and sat back on the counter.
"Right..."
"Can we uh," I pointed to a blank notepad of paper and he nodded. I grabbed a pen and Peter and I worked on writing down the finished algorithm. When it was finished I handed the pad to him.
Dr. Connor's looked at it.
"Extraordinary. How did you two come up with this?" He asked amazed.
Peter and I looked at each other and had an almost silent conversation, knowing we shouldn't say my father's work was left behind. So we shrugged and pointed to our brain's as if it was no big deal for us to figure it out.
"Cate, Peter, how would you two feel about coming to see me at the tower, one day after school?"
"Yeah." We both said and smiled.
"Thank you." Dr. Connor's said and I could hear the desperation in his voice.