THE FUNERAL FOR Ned Leeds had concluded. For Peter (Tom), it was reminiscent of the time his uncle and Tony had one. For Peter (Andrew) it brought memories of when he lost Ben and then Gwen. In the case of Peter (Tobey), he thought back at his uncle as well as Harry.

Friends of the younger Peter attended along with Y/N, MJ, May, and Happy. Everybody had gone, leaving only the three Parkers and Y/N in the cemetery.

"He was my best friend." Peter (Tom) began. "He was the first person I trusted in keeping my secret. My guy in the chair." He let out a sigh. "But look where that got him."

"Don't blame yourself." Peter (Tobey) said.

"It's my fault. That's why I tried so hard to keep my identity a secret, so people close to me don't get hurt."

Peter (Andrew) and Peter (Tobey) understood his plight. It's the same reason why they keep theirs a secret too.

The young hero continued. "I...I don't know if I can keep this going."

Y/N looked at Peter (Tom). "Are you saying..."

He simply shrugged. Peter (Andrew) turned to him and exhaled.

"When I lost Gwen, I thought the same thing. I wanted to give up being Spider-Man, and I did for some time." He began. "But she wouldn't have wanted that for me. I had to preserver from my grief and pain."

Peter (Tom) looked up from the floor and at the older man as he continued.

"Would Ned want that? What did he think of you as Spider-Man?"

"He was one of the main people who pushed me to keep going. He understood my responsibility and always told me that people appreciated me, despite the hecklers."

Peter (Tobey) smiled. "There it is. That's one thing that's rare in our line of work. People that understand."

The young man sniffled as his eyes started to water. Y/N pat his shoulder and brought him in for a side hug. Afterward, the two other Peters embraced him as well.

• • •

IN THE SANCTUM SANCTORUM, the three Spider-Men stood in a room with Doctor Strange. With their work done and the multiversal crisis seemingly at ease, the sorcerer found a way to take the two older heroes back to their worlds.

"Again, thank you for your assistance." Strange began. "You've done your part."

"So is it over?" Peter (Andrew) asked.

In all honesty, Strange wasn't sure. "It's subsided enough where now I can get a clearer look at the situation. But I don't know."

He stood by the globe and moved the runes around it. Moments later he dragged the loop away from the globe and formed a portal.

"Okay." Strange turned to Peter (Andrew). "Earth 120703."

The hero raised a brow. "That's my designation?"

"That's what the runes said." The sorcerer answered with a shrug.

Peter (Andrew) chuckled and turned to the other Peters. "It's been fun. Getting to know this new word and a little more about myself...in a sense."

Peter (Tom) shook his hand, but the older man pulled him in for a hug instead. He turned to Peter (Tobey) and shook his hand next.

"It still trips me out that in another world I'm so...pretty." Peter (Tobey) joked.

"Thanks." He replied. "It still trips me out that web comes out of you."

They all shared a laugh before Peter (Andrew) stepped up to the portal. He turned back once more to face the others.

"Thank you." Peter (Tom) said, recalling his words after Ned died. Peter (Andrew) gave a nod, then walked through the portal.

Doctor Strange closed it and walked back over to the globe. He pulled another loop and opened the next portal.

"Earth 96283." He stated.

"Interesting number." Peter (Tobey) said with a shrug. He turned to the young man. "You know, you remind me a little of somebody I know."

"Really?" Peter (Tom) asked.

The older hero immediately thought of Miles. "That kid I train. He has all the attributes of being Spider-Man. Maybe even a better version of it." He said. "This world is lucky to have you."

Peter (Tom) nodded as Peter (Tobey) walked up to the portal.

"Take care of that family of yours." Peter (Tom) said mentioning his wife and daughter.

Peter (Tobey) looked back and smiled. "Take care of yourself too, Spider-Man." He put his mask on and walked through the portal.

Peter (Andrew) dropped onto the roof a building. He looked up and saw the portal he came through close immediately.

After almost couple days of strange multiversal experiences, it was time to settle down in his world and deal with the street level problems he was used to. Before that though, he had to go back to his world's Doctor Strange and fill him in on what happened.

He swung over to the Sanctum and before he could knock the doors opened themselves. He walked through and saw the Sorcerer Supreme at the top of the stairs again.

"Doctor." Peter (Andrew) called out.

"You made it back." He replied as he walked down.

"The other world's Strange brought me back." He said. "And the threat over there was taken care of."

He looked at him for a bit and gave a slight nod. "The entire crisis?"

Peter (Andrew) didn't know how to answer. "I don't know."

Strange sighed. "Follow me."

The two walked through the corridor and into large room where artifacts were kept. It also acted as a lounge for Strange and other sorcerers.

"Where are you taking me?" The hero asked as he took off his mask.

"Someone came through a rift while you were gone." Strange answered. "Someone I'd like you to meet."

The walked deeper into the room and Peter (Andrew) turned towards the area where the large window of the Seal of Vishanti was. A figure stood there, wearing a white-pink-black suit with a hood over them. She pulled back the hood, revealing a familiar looking blonde. Peter (Andrew) looked on in awe.

A/N: Portrayed by Emma Stone.

"Peter?" She asked as she walked closer. She herself was in shock at the sight of a friend who died in her world.

Peter (Andrew) let out a chuckle amidst his shock as he eased closer as well.

"Gwen?"

The portal closed behind Peter (Tobey) and he realized he was in an alley. He looked to his right and saw the back door to a familiar looking pizza shop. It was Joe's Pizza.

"Weird." He breathed out and immediately swung out of the alley.

Swinging through the city Peter (Tobey) was familiar with was a breath of fresh air. Civilians below looked up and pointed at the sight of their hero, who in reality was missing only for the last few hours.

He immediately went home but went into the garage before entering. His wife didn't like him going inside the house in his dirty suit. Her house. Her rules.

The door opened and Peter (Tobey) went inside. Immediately, he heard a voice call out to him.

"Daddy!"

The man smiled as he saw his five year old daughter, May, running up to him at full speed.

"Mayday! Mayday! We got incoming." He exclaimed with a laugh as she leaped into his arms. He carried her and planted a kiss on her cheek.

"Daddy made it home?" His wife, Mary Jane, called out as she walked into the living room.

A/N: Portrayed by Kirsten Dunst.

Peter (Tobey) smiled as he walked up to MJ. Still carrying May, he kissed his wife on the lips.

"Sorry about hold up." He apologized as he put his daughter down.

"What hold up? You left only a couple of hours ago. You usually take longer on patrols." MJ replied.

He shrugged. He actually wasn't gone for that long in this world despite it being a couple days in the other.

Suddenly, his doorbell rang and Peter (Tobey) went to go answer it. On the other side stood 16 year old Miles Morales.

A/N: Portrayed by Nadji Jeter.

"Hey, Pete." He greeted.

"Miles!" May called out and ran to him too. The teenager hugged the little girl and chuckled.

"Hello to you too, Mayday."

"Miles, it's good to see you. Stopping by for dinner?" Mary Jane asked.

"Actually, no. But thank you, Mrs. Parker. My mom and I are actually going by my friend's place to eat in a couple hours." He answered. "I'm here for another one of Peter's lessons."

Peter almost forgot about it. "Oh, yeah. We gotta test out your bio-electricity."

"That among other things." The teenager replied.

Peter (Tobey) turned to MJ, his mere facial expression asking for permission to leave again. MJ chuckled at his childlike manner and responded with a simple nod.

"Be careful you two." She said. "We don't want a Bugle exclusive by Jameson."

Peter (Tobey) smiled and bid farewell to his family. He and Miles walked off his porch and down the sidewalk.

"You got your suit?" The mentor asked.

Miles lowered his collar, showing his black and red spider-suit. "Always. You?"

Peter (Tobey) smirked and pulled up his sleeve to show his own red and blue attire. He never took it off.

"Always."

A/N: From now on whenever I write Peter it'll be Tom Holland. So no need for the parentheses anymore.

Strange shut the portal and soon after stopped the spell. The runes dissipated and the globe stopped spinning.

"Again, thank you for your help, Peter." Strange said.

Parker simply nodded and started walking away. Strange called out to him again.

"Wait."

The young man turned back around. The sorcerer walked up to him and continued.

"What you did...the heroics...it's unfathomable. Stopping Osborn, Octavius, and Dillon saved not only our world and many others."

Peter didn't say anything and simply listened.

Strange kept speaking. "You don't know this, but you are one of the most important people in the multiverse. Spider-Man is one of the greatest heroes of all time...possibly the greatest."

Peter chuckled. "Are you just saying this to butter me up?"

"I'm trying to be serious and here you are quipping." Strange replied with a chuckle as well.

"Sorry."

Doctor Strange walked up to Peter and plucked out one of his hairs.

"Ow!"

The sorcerer started spinning his hands around and making shapes with the strand of hair. Peter's brows furrowed. "What are you doing?"

Strange tossed the strand in the air and it floated as it glowed. He looked at Peter.

"As a thank you, I will give you your anonymity back. The world will forget you are Spider-Man."

"Really?" Peter asked. "Are you sure?"

Strange nodded. "I can also make sure specific people don't forget. If you want."

The young man let out a relieved sigh. The first offer made him hesitant, since he didn't want the important people in his life to forget.

"You'd do this for me?" Peter asked, still baffled.

The doctor simply nodded.

After a monetary pause, Peter agreed.

"Okay."

Doctor Strange plucked the strand from the air and started waving it around again.

"Any people you'd like to exclude from this spell?"

Peter thought of the most important people in his life. The people he didn't want forgetting his secret.

"MJ."

"May."

"Happy."

"Pepper."

"Morgan."

"Y/N."

With a nod, Doctor Strange extended his arms and pulled the strand of hair apart. A flash of light emitted through the room.

The spell was complete.

"So it's done?" Peter asked after looking around for a moment.

"Yes." Strange answered. "Spider-Man has his secret identity back. Which is something you can't say with most of the heroes nowadays."

Peter chuckled and shook Strange's hand. The sorcerer gave a smile and a wink. But before they could bid farewell, he had something else to give the young man.

"What? Is it my birthday or something?" Peter joked as Strange pulled something out of his pocket. It was a small golden box that resembled a chest. He handed it to Peter.

"What's this?" He asked.

"Don't open it yet." Strange said ambiguously. "Until you get home and have time to yourself."

Peter was confused, but accepted the gift anyway. That was all, and Strange shook his hand again.

"Good luck, Peter." He said. "Spider-Man."

The young man smiled, leaving the room and then the Sanctum.

Later that day, Peter stood on the rooftop of his apartment building. He looked on at the Queens skyline, also seeing the city of Manhattan across the river.

He got to talk to May and MJ, who indeed did still know about his alter-ego as Spider-Man. He called Happy, Pepper, and Morgan as well. Y/N also still knew about his hero-life.

Peter had reasons why he wanted Y/N to still know. He was one of his best friends, a fellow hero, and one of the few connections to Tony that he still had. He cared about him and vice-versa. They inspired each other. The journey they had the last few days also strengthened their bond.

The young man held the small chest in his hands. He wondered what it was. Since it was from Strange, it had to be something pretty crazy. He walked back from the edge of the roof and exhaled, then opened the chest.

A faint light came out of it and a roll of paper opened by itself. It had some magical-looking writing in it. Peter looked closely and read it.

You have five minutes. Spend them as you wish.

Peter looked at the paper and raised a brow. Before he can question it some more, he felt a presence behind him. His spider-sense didn't sense a threat, because it wasn't. It was far from being one.

"Hey, kiddo."

That voice immediately tugged at his heart-strings. He hadn't heard it in so long. He slowly raised his head and turned around. The sight of the man immediately brought a smile to the face of the shocked hero.

He looked at Peter and smiled, opening his arms. A faint light outlined his body, showing that the only way he was here again was solely because of magic. Peter's eyes started to water.

"Uncle Ben..."

• • •

HE FINALLY MADE it home. Y/N wanted to know where Wanda was since the last few days had just been voicemail after voicemail trying to contact her. Despite this, he was eager to get back and embrace Wanda once again.

"Wanda?" He called out as he walked through the living room. He got no response. "Baby?"

The house looked the same as it when he left. From the magazines on the coffee table to the books on the shelves. Some of them would often not be there because the witch would be reading a few stories at the same time.

He searched through the rooms and still found no sign of Wanda. He looked in the backyard. No Wanda.

"Wanda?" He called out yet again. The man started to get worried. The feeling of dread from the time Wanda dusted away in front of him started to resurface. It was a feeling he never wanted to experience again. He couldn't lose her again.

He tried his phone and called her. He could hear ringing not only through the phone but in the room he was in. He looked over at the couch, seeing Wanda's cell phone in between the cushions. He went over and picked it up, only to stare at it in dismay.

"Argh!" Y/N grunted and threw his phone at the wall. He started running his hands through his hair and he panted.

"Wandawandawanda." He muttered quickly. "Where are you?"

He went into the backyard and looked up at the sky. The sun shined down onto the garden, signifying what was supposed to be a relaxing and wonderful day.

He narrowed his eyes and prepared to transform into his Specter form to fly upwards, but a portal started forming in front of him. He looked in and Doctor Strange walking through.

"Stephen?"

"Y/N." The sorcerer simply greeted.

"What is it?" Y/N asked. "Do you know where Wanda is?"

Stephen looked directly at Y/N. "Yes."

"Really?" His eyes lit up and he let out a sigh of relief. "Where is she?"

"I just spoke with her. She's...she's out there."

Y/N raised a brow. "What the hell are you saying?"

He sighed. "Something happened earlier today. An attack within the city by some monster. Someone sent them to capture a teenage girl."

"Girl?" Y/N muttered. "What are you talking about?"

"It's a long story." Strange replied. "But I'm going to need your help on this, Y/N. Because I may know who's behind it."

Y/N wondered. "Who?"

Strange paused for a moment and looked directly at Specter.

"Wanda."