Disclaimer ~ I DO not OWN any character in this... yet. Basically all it is right now is the original characters, which I don't own. If anyone comes up that's isn't original...well from the original... grr you know what I mean, don't sue... there

As Mary Jane stood there and felt the rejection peter gave her, she felt her lips and knew that, even though she had never kissed peter, there was something strangely familiar about the kiss he gave her. Knowing that within the last year there were only four men she had kissed, she instantly ruled out Flash and Harry. She did this because of the reason the kiss felt so familiar. The other two were the only ones who stirred something in her that no one else could. The two men left over were Peter and Spider-man. Was it possible? She didn't know yet, but she knew she would find out.

~ (VV) ~

As peter walked away he knew he was leaving behind everything he had ever wanted. A family, and home, a companion. Something his Aunt May and Uncle Ben shared for 25 years. Something he longed forever since his parents died. Nevertheless he knew now it would never be possible, If Norman Osborne could find out his identity, who says that anyone else couldn't? No he did it to protect her, he let go because he did truly love her and nothing would ever change that. Recognizing his fate he decided he should go do rounds. He blamed himself for it all. His uncles death, Harry's pain, Norman's death, Aunt May's pain, MJ's kidnapping, all of it was his pain to bear, and he would. He would wear that pain like a badge of honour. Even if they did or didn't like him, he was a servant to the people of New York.

~ (VV) ~

Mary Jane stood in her apartment for the first time since she was kidnapped, touching the framed picture of Harry and Peter that Harry gave her. She felt a tear well in her eye.
Where was she to go now? What to do? Things seemed to have ended, so where do you pick up after an ending. She decided to start with the dishes.

~ (VV) ~

"You freak! Spider-guy!" the Robber said swinging the loot towards Spider-man's head as he hung upside down. He quickly flipped out of the way behind the robber and webbed him.

"MY... NAME... IS SPIDER-MAN!" he yelled truly annoyed. Can't anyone get that right?

His Spidey senses picked up on the sirens before the Robber even thought about them, leaping and slinging himself up he was out of there before the authorities arrived. As he swooped from building from building he decided to call it a night and head home.

As he entered through the window he found his apartment dark, not the way he left it. Prepared to fight he heard MJ's sleepy voice.

"Peter?" she called out.

What the hell was she doing here! Peter asked himself his heart pounding.

Quickly he took of his mask.

"Yes MJ, I'm here. Why are you though?" he asked towards the direction of the couch nicely.

"I...uh... I'm afraid of my apartment right now, and I couldn't stay there, and I decide your place was better then the streets." she said still half asleep. Then added, "You told me you would always be there for me, and I needed you now."

He smiled; he liked it when MJ relied on Peter, more so then Spider-man. "Alright, well I'm going to go change..." he said. He was quite certain that the darkness did not give his secret away, and he edged farther away from the couch to go upstairs in his room. He stripped away his costume and hung it up in the closet behind all the other clothes. Slowing he went down to the living room to see MJ still on the couch.

"MJ, now that I'm home you can go sleep upstairs in my room. Harry's staying in the mansion and his room will be cleaned out tomorrow. I'll sleep down here."

He waited for a reply only to realize she went back to sleep. He sighed and picked up her fragile body off the couch and moved her upstairs. Gently he placed her on the bed and pulled back the sheets, then lifted her up and eased her under the comforter. He then covered her up and kissed her.

"Goodnight MJ, sweet dreams." He said, retreating down to the couch.

~ (VV) ~

She was in a daze. Not fully awake or asleep. However, before she did render unconscious she wondered how scrawny Peter Parker could pick her up with such ease, and place her so gently into this bed, she was asleep before she could question his kiss.