Don't own any of the characters. Wish I did.
Sorry for die-hard fans, my Spider-man knowledge is limited to the movie and watching some of the cartoon episodes. Sorry if my story doesn't fit with the Marvel universe.
The Message
"I love you Peter Parker." MJ stepped forward and kissed him, well aware that it was probably sacrilege to kiss someone like that in a graveyard, but it would be even greater sacrilege to ignore the feelings in her heart.
All Peter wanted was to sweep MJ away and admit that he loved her too, that he had always loved her and would always love her. For a moment he enjoyed the kiss, but from the corner of his eye he saw Uncle Ben's tombstone and he was reminded of his responsibility. So with great effort he restrained himself and pushed away from her embrace.
Restraining his emotions was a skill he needed to become more adept at. When the Goblin held MJ in one hand and the cable car in the other, he had let his emotions impede his judgment. In retrospect he should have gone after the car full of kids first. A few dozen lives were worth more than one life, even if that life was the most wonderful, beloved life in the world.
A hero, Peter thought to himself, had to make calm quick decisions and he couldn't let personal feelings interfere. He had to love each person as much as the next. It wasn't up to him to decide who should live and who should die. Besides, it was his love for MJ that almost cost her her life in the first place. The only way to protect those he cared for was to distance himself from them, distance the very people he wanted to be closest to.
"I, I can't," Peter replied with apprehension. His mind told him this was the right thing to do but his heart screamed in betrayal. Noticing the hurt look on Mary Jane's face, he amended his sentence. "I can't tell you everything. There's so much to tell."
MJ had been heartbroken by his first words but now she saw a glimmer of hope. "Yes, there's so much to tell."
Peter was tempted at that moment to give it all up, to stop his charade as Spider-man and be with Mary Jane. But he remembered the words of Uncle Ben so clearly he heard them as if they came from the grave they stood beside. "With Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility." Now Peter truly understood responsibility. He had a responsibility to protect the city even in spite of his own happiness. His gift was also a curse. "MJ, I will always be there for you, to watch over you and to protect you. I will always be your friend."
That last word stung Mary Jane. The hope she had before vanished. She felt dizzy and a knot lodged its way into her throat. She managed to reply, "Just a friend, Peter?"
"That's all I have to give." Before Peter could change his mind he walked away. MJ knew he was lying. She had seen how much he cared for her. There was something else going on, something he was afraid to tell her that was keeping them from being together. And she would just have to find out what it was.
***
MJ hailed a cab and didn't try to hide the tears from here eyes. Though she had lots of practice hiding tears after her fights with her dad, she felt no need to make the effort now. It didn't look suspicious. She was coming from a funeral. Only she and Peter knew the real reason she was crying.
Peter was different. Other men looked into her eyes and saw their own reflection. They loved her because they felt more powerful, more important when they were with a beautiful woman. It was themselves that they really loved. Peter was the only one who looked into her eyes and saw straight into the depths of her soul. He loved her for who she really was and who she dreamed to become. That's why it was impossible that he didn't love her.
The cab pulled up to MJ's apartment. She paid and went in the entrance. She couldn't help noticing the cabbie watching her walk up the entrance stairs and then smirking disgustingly. He pulled away when she was finally out of view.
As she climbed the flights of stairs to her apartment her head spun with the events of the last few days. She saw Aunt May in the Hospital, she heard Peter say "I can't", she saw dirt being thrown on Mr. Osborn's grave, and then she heard the Green Goblin laugh, "Let die the woman you love or suffer the innocent children". There were so many painful thoughts and she was yet to understand them. She reached he apartment and once she was inside she bolted all five locks. She was a little paranoid after the Goblin's attack.
She hung up her jacket and kicked off her shoes. Then MJ noticed the red light was flashing on her answering machine. With all the chaos over the last few days she hadn't had the time to check her messages. She pushed the botton.
The answering machine voice spoke in its monotone voice, "You have one unheard message."
"Hi MJ. It's Peter."
Great, she thought, exactly who I want to hear from right now. She contemplated deleting the message but she let it go.
"You there? Pick up. Well, I just wanted to see how you were, check up on you. Make sure you were ok. Call me as soon as you get in. Oh, don't go up any dark alleys."
His tone surprised Mary Jane. He seemed frightened for her, she looked at the time on her answering machine and this was right about when she had been kidnapped.
But the message wasn't over. She heard another voice on the recording. It sounded like a deranged version of Mr. Osborn, but then she knew it had to be the Green Goblin. He laughed and uttered, " Can Spider-man come out to play?"
Peter responded, "Where is she Goblin?"
"If you want to see your precious girlfriend again meet me at the Queensboro Bridge."
Then the electronic voice of the answering machine said, "Press one to save message, press two to…"
MJ saved the message. And she replayed it over and over and finally pieced together the puzzle. It made sense now, everything made sense.
Sorry for die-hard fans, my Spider-man knowledge is limited to the movie and watching some of the cartoon episodes. Sorry if my story doesn't fit with the Marvel universe.
The Message
"I love you Peter Parker." MJ stepped forward and kissed him, well aware that it was probably sacrilege to kiss someone like that in a graveyard, but it would be even greater sacrilege to ignore the feelings in her heart.
All Peter wanted was to sweep MJ away and admit that he loved her too, that he had always loved her and would always love her. For a moment he enjoyed the kiss, but from the corner of his eye he saw Uncle Ben's tombstone and he was reminded of his responsibility. So with great effort he restrained himself and pushed away from her embrace.
Restraining his emotions was a skill he needed to become more adept at. When the Goblin held MJ in one hand and the cable car in the other, he had let his emotions impede his judgment. In retrospect he should have gone after the car full of kids first. A few dozen lives were worth more than one life, even if that life was the most wonderful, beloved life in the world.
A hero, Peter thought to himself, had to make calm quick decisions and he couldn't let personal feelings interfere. He had to love each person as much as the next. It wasn't up to him to decide who should live and who should die. Besides, it was his love for MJ that almost cost her her life in the first place. The only way to protect those he cared for was to distance himself from them, distance the very people he wanted to be closest to.
"I, I can't," Peter replied with apprehension. His mind told him this was the right thing to do but his heart screamed in betrayal. Noticing the hurt look on Mary Jane's face, he amended his sentence. "I can't tell you everything. There's so much to tell."
MJ had been heartbroken by his first words but now she saw a glimmer of hope. "Yes, there's so much to tell."
Peter was tempted at that moment to give it all up, to stop his charade as Spider-man and be with Mary Jane. But he remembered the words of Uncle Ben so clearly he heard them as if they came from the grave they stood beside. "With Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility." Now Peter truly understood responsibility. He had a responsibility to protect the city even in spite of his own happiness. His gift was also a curse. "MJ, I will always be there for you, to watch over you and to protect you. I will always be your friend."
That last word stung Mary Jane. The hope she had before vanished. She felt dizzy and a knot lodged its way into her throat. She managed to reply, "Just a friend, Peter?"
"That's all I have to give." Before Peter could change his mind he walked away. MJ knew he was lying. She had seen how much he cared for her. There was something else going on, something he was afraid to tell her that was keeping them from being together. And she would just have to find out what it was.
***
MJ hailed a cab and didn't try to hide the tears from here eyes. Though she had lots of practice hiding tears after her fights with her dad, she felt no need to make the effort now. It didn't look suspicious. She was coming from a funeral. Only she and Peter knew the real reason she was crying.
Peter was different. Other men looked into her eyes and saw their own reflection. They loved her because they felt more powerful, more important when they were with a beautiful woman. It was themselves that they really loved. Peter was the only one who looked into her eyes and saw straight into the depths of her soul. He loved her for who she really was and who she dreamed to become. That's why it was impossible that he didn't love her.
The cab pulled up to MJ's apartment. She paid and went in the entrance. She couldn't help noticing the cabbie watching her walk up the entrance stairs and then smirking disgustingly. He pulled away when she was finally out of view.
As she climbed the flights of stairs to her apartment her head spun with the events of the last few days. She saw Aunt May in the Hospital, she heard Peter say "I can't", she saw dirt being thrown on Mr. Osborn's grave, and then she heard the Green Goblin laugh, "Let die the woman you love or suffer the innocent children". There were so many painful thoughts and she was yet to understand them. She reached he apartment and once she was inside she bolted all five locks. She was a little paranoid after the Goblin's attack.
She hung up her jacket and kicked off her shoes. Then MJ noticed the red light was flashing on her answering machine. With all the chaos over the last few days she hadn't had the time to check her messages. She pushed the botton.
The answering machine voice spoke in its monotone voice, "You have one unheard message."
"Hi MJ. It's Peter."
Great, she thought, exactly who I want to hear from right now. She contemplated deleting the message but she let it go.
"You there? Pick up. Well, I just wanted to see how you were, check up on you. Make sure you were ok. Call me as soon as you get in. Oh, don't go up any dark alleys."
His tone surprised Mary Jane. He seemed frightened for her, she looked at the time on her answering machine and this was right about when she had been kidnapped.
But the message wasn't over. She heard another voice on the recording. It sounded like a deranged version of Mr. Osborn, but then she knew it had to be the Green Goblin. He laughed and uttered, " Can Spider-man come out to play?"
Peter responded, "Where is she Goblin?"
"If you want to see your precious girlfriend again meet me at the Queensboro Bridge."
Then the electronic voice of the answering machine said, "Press one to save message, press two to…"
MJ saved the message. And she replayed it over and over and finally pieced together the puzzle. It made sense now, everything made sense.