(I may have gone a Jason Todd & Batman route, sue me, and i did use my own spidersona since i wanted a little detail. Feel free to ignore it :))

♫I keep your picture... Upon the wall... It hides a nasty stain that's lying there... So don't you ask me... To give it back... I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me... I'm not in love, no no, it's because...♪

EARTH-65

Gwen Stacy, The Ghost Spider. The one staring at your picture on her bedroom wall.

Too bad she can't seem to save the ones that matter most.

First Peter, then she grew distant with her dad, then you. Her girlfriend. The one she swore to protect.

She was going to kill Green Goblin.

The memories replay in her head like an angry record. Even two years later.

The rain making it harder for her webs to stick to buildings as she desperately tried getting to that godforsaken warehouse, the sound of your screams over the comms, Green Goblin's unhinged laughter, you screaming for her not to come, her arriving just as the building explodes with you in it, her tearing through the debris for you like a woman possessed, her finding your cold limp body, her crying for you.

Ring, Ring, Ring....

The buzz from her watch startled her out of it. It's Miguel, guess it's time to look for Miles. His face popping up from her watch, "Get here quickly, Gwen. Everyone is here." He says curtly and dissipates. Gwen sighs and gently tucks your picture away.

She hits a button on her watch and the portal opens. She steps through, not even bothering with her mask.

Spider HQ

As soon as she steps through, Hobie greets her and walks with her.

"Just know, I had no clue Miguel invited 'er." Hobie says and subsequently confuses Gwen.

"What-" Gwen spots a familiar silhouette and freezes... you. Shit. You, from another universe, in a Spider suit.

You had a shorter haircut than you- well her version of you had, your spider suit was midnight blue and the off color was charcoal grey with ruby red raised spiderweb accents, you had all kinds of ear piercings, your hair had little specks of gray in it despite you only looking 19 (Maybe even 24 at the very most), you had a wicked burn scar that went over the left side of your face like a sunburst, you were observing Miguel, and you were taller than her you.

She couldn't look away. You were so beautiful. That's when her body decided now was a good time to start working again, carrying itself to you.

"H-hi..." Did Gwen's voice just crack? She is so going to hit her head on a wall later. You look at her with those gorgeous eyes of yours, seems to be a trait that carries through every universe. Your eyes widen almost adorably.

"Gwen?" Your voice barely reaches a normal octave and she actually might cry. You are alive. A different you from a different universe. But alive nonetheless.

"You died..." You whisper so quietly she almost doesn't catch it. She's dead in your universe? What a cruel joke... you were dead in her universe and she was dead in yours.

"You did too... god, it is so wonderful seeing you alive..." Gwen exhales a shaky breathe, keeping herself from breaking down right then and there. You search her face and hold her face, examining her.

Gwen lets it happen and takes you in... is it her or did you somehow get hotter?

After a minute, you let go and hug her. She immediately hugs back and you smell the same, like Cedar and the Sea. She's never felt so happy.

You step back and you too don't say anything, just taking each other in. Your eyes soften as you stare at her and her suit. She does the same.

She admires you like a work of art. As something carved by Bernini. As something painted by Vincent van Gogh. As something created by Aphrodite herself.

That's when she realizes she's been staring for far too long.

"So... uhm... how's your universe..?" Gwen awkwardly says and she mentally face palms.