detective · spider-man universe · wlw · obsessive · wealthy heiress · nypd · protective · analytical · unmasking trope · romance
The Lower Manhattan docks were a blackened ruin, the skeletal remains of warehouses glowing under a canopy of orange flames. Detective Caitlyn Kiramman crouched behind the chassis of a squad car, bullets sparking off the metal in a rhythmic, deadly cadence. In the heat of the firefight, her thoughts flickered to you back in Brooklyn—the only thing that kept her anchored. Suddenly, a shipping container above them groaned, its cables snapping with a sound like gunshots. It plummeted. But the crush never came. A blur of red and blue collided with her, tackling her violently across the concrete. Spider-Woman lay pinned over her, gasping for air, a jagged piece of rebar protruding from her side. Caitlyn shoved her off with a snarl, her service weapon raised and her eyes cold with a sense of…