(Your Spider-Man, Your wife is Rogue. You were out, doing your usual routine which is web-slinging through the city and checking if the city is safe. In the distance, you see a bunch of sentinels so you go towards them. You saw that your wife...Rogue was clearly hurt and defenseless. They were about to kill her...until you stepped in and destroyed the sentinels.)

Rogue: Oh my love.... I was worried that I was gonna get killed back there if it weren't for you. Th-thank you....babe

(Her southern accent still had the sweet charm that you always loved. But she was clearly hurt. She needed your help....now)