Isn’t it ironic that the man people doubted the most, the one individual that people ignored the most and the one guy that passers would look at would think ‘why is she with him’ is actually the single most popular representation of justice in the history of New York City. It was like an inside joke that only Peter and Lexi got, she found herself proud to not only call Peter Parker her boyfriend but also Spider-Man and as far as she was concerned, everyone else could kiss her happy fanny. They didn’t need to understand and it was best (and safest for Peter) if he didn’t.

The arrival of Harry made her grin and she tightened her grip around Peter’s arm in a slightly protective manner, she didn’t know how the night was going to turn out and if Peter would come to Harry tonight after the Party or somewhere down the line to talk to him. She didn’t know if Doctor Octavius would actually be able to help their friend or if he would use the chance to get Spider-Man’s blood to figure out exactly who Spider-Man really was. One positive of the situation, another negative; when it came down to it, Peter’s identity needed to be protected.

An introduction almost instantly to Doctor Octavius was surprising and Lexi gave a big grin to him as she took her hand back from getting kissed and placed it on Peter’s biscep. “He’s quite the lady killer; I just got lucky enough to jump in and claim him for my own before someone else did.” Her blue gaze moved up to him, a playful twinkle in her eyes. “I just hope that I can give him a reason to keep me around for a little longer.” A small laugh left her as she gave his bicep a small squeeze, both in playfulness and confidence before she turned to Harry. “Harry do you think you can show me where the restroom is, I never was able to find my way around your house.”

“Sure Lex, come on.” Harry said, seeming a bit surprised that she wouldn’t go on her own. As he led her inside the house, leave Peter with Doctor Octavius in the back yard where the tables for eating were set up and the dance floor was bouncing with music, a few people dancing already. “Why Peter?” He asked in his standard point blank manner when they got inside. 

“Because I love Peter. What’s with the sudden accusations?” She asked with a small bit of annoyance to her voice as she followed his direction. 

“Just seems like too convenient that the day I return to town, you and Peter are suddenly a couple.” He said, annoyance in his voice as well as they reached the bathroom. 

“Convenient isn’t the word, try coincidence. And you being in town wouldn’t have made any difference anyway Harry. I’ve felt this way about Peter long before you even left for boarding school, so don’t even think for a second that my feelings for Peter aren’t genuine.” She said darkly to him, her brows pushed together in anger. “I love Peter, I never thought I could love and care for someone as much as I do him and I would do anything for him, including give my own life if it meant that he could live.” Her expression instantly softened as she bit her tongue. “I’m sorry, that was very inconsiderate of me…”

“It was.” He said in a point-blank manner, “But it wasn’t very friendly of me to question you being with Peter.” He gave a small nod before continuing. “It was just one of those things I never saw coming like my disease and I always thought that you and I…”

Lexi opened the door to the bathroom and turned to him, cutting him off from his sentence. “I can find my way back outside, I shouldn’t be too long since I don’t want to miss the seated dinner. It would mean the world to Peter if he and I could be at the same time with Doctor Octavius, if you could see if that’s possible that would be amazing but, I’ve got something I need to take care of.” With that she walked inside and shut the door, laying her back against the wood she let out a long awkward sigh, as she heard Harry’s footsteps walking away she hoped and prayed she gave Peter enough time to talk to the Doctor about the situation at hand… and hopefully she got her point across to Harry without hurting his feelings to badly.