Escaping

Peter just sat there shell shocked and not aware of his surroundings. People were shouting others were just confused, others were just trying to leave. He didn't snap out of it until he heard a voice say, "What are you doing get out of here!"

He looked at MJ who has a panicked look on her face and was trying to get him to move.

"Don't worry about me! Just go!"

He swung away. MJ shoved her way through the confused crowds. There was shouting but she also heard whispers. "Who is she?" "I don't know." "Is she his girlfriend?" "I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation." "How could a kid do that." But she also heard people saying, "maybe she helped." "Everyone bad guy has a sidekick." "We know nothing about Spider-Man he blipped." Once she got away from the general hubbub she dashed home. She tried to slip in because she knew her mom was the type to believe anything on the news.

"MICHELLE."

She groaned, "Yes mother?"

"This Spider-Man. Peter Parker, that's your boyfriend right?"

MJ nodded.

"Well this won't do."

"I would tell you the truth but it's not like you'd believe me." She retorted.

"That attitude is not working. Try that again."

"Try what again? Me saying you believe anything and everyone over me? I may be your daughter by force but you don't own me mother. I'm not here to be your personal slave."

"Oh so now you're the martyr. I don't treat you like a slave. You aren't Cinderella Michelle."

"Can I go to my room?"

"Fine."

She ran to her room. It was small and didn't hold much. Her mom has struggled through her life. Bought a shabby apartment for cheap. Her mom had been through alot and it turned her into a cold hearted, shrew type of person. MIchelle had tried to help out when she turned 10 to give her mom ease because at least she wasn't homeless. Her mom cared enough to at least stop living on the streets. Since her mom was such a mean person she got fired a lot, couldn't keep a job more than a month and therefore could barely keep up with rent. This was one of the reason Michelle was always closed off to the world, why she stuck her nose in books all the time. The reason why she told peter she didn't have luck getting close to people. She got out a duffel bag and filled it with almost all clothes. Grabbed her favorite books, locked her door so her mom couldn't get in and snuck out the window. She swung her bag over her shoulder and went down the fire escape and quickly and quietly as possible.

"Michelle."

She looked up at the tiny whisper. It was Tyler the little 8 year old she had come to grow fond of.

"What are you doing?" The little boy asked.

She thought for a minute, "Going to go help Spider-Man."

His eyes grew wide, "Really?!"

"Yeah. I'd ask if you want to come but your mom wouldn't like that."

Just then his came to the window, "Who you talking to? Oh hi sweetheart."

"She's going to help Spider-Man mommy!"

"Aw how nice of her. That poor boy. There's no way a kid like him could do that stuff! Also if you look closely you can tell the video was edited!"

MJ nodded, "I wish you could meet him to. I think you'd both like him. He's a sweet guy and cares about everyone."

"Sounds lovely." The woman said, "I won't keep you in case your mom figures out you aren't at home. Good luck dear!"

"Thank you!"

MJ continued down the fire escape and as soon as she hit the concrete she started running.

Once she was out of range of where her mom would assume she was she slowed down to catch her breath.

"Wait that's her!"

She heard someone say. She turned around to a million reporters coming to swarming her.

"What are you going to do about Spider-Man?"

"You were with him when the news broke? Are you guys dating?"

And many other accusatory questions that she couldn't get out of because they had surrounded her. Then she felt an arm around her and pick her up. She looked and saw Peter, in his suit next to her as they swooped to the top of a building.

"MJ What are you doing?"

"What are you still doing in that suit everyone knows who you are."

"I don't know! What are you doing."

She repositioned her duffel, "I'm coming with you."

"To?"

"To wherever you're going to hide from the people. You can't tell me you aren't because that's bogus."

"Alright fine yes. Happy already has my things, May is making sure everything is in order. He should be picking us up soon. We'd have to swing though."

"Whatever just as long as I get to be with you."

"What about your mom?"

"Oh you know she probably hates you now and that's not going to work, plus me being with you in something Stark built much better than the dump I live in now."

Peter shrugged, "ok. It's a few buildings over, are you going to be ok."

"Yeah." She put her arms around Peter and latched her feet around him and buried her face in his neck. "Ok go."

Peter swung to the building with the helipad and a few moments later a jet arrived. Happy jumped out.

"Is May in there?" Peter asked.

"Yeah, What..."

"We can explain in there let's go."

They jumped into the jet and May got up, "Oh my gosh you're ok. I was worried when you looked at the TV and ran off." Then she let go of Peter, "Michelle! Nice to finally meet you. I've seen you around and Peter talks about about you..."

"It's true he won't shut up." Happy added.

"Guys!" Peter said embarrassed as he blushed. MJ smiled, "That's cute."

"Anyways, can I hug you?"

"Oh uh um yeah sure."

May hugged her tight and MJ hugged her back. Then she smiled. "Are you ok?" May asked.

"Never been better."

"Uh yeah she has a dud mom, no love and affection. That's why she's all murder and dark and gloomy."

"Uh thanks?" MJ said confused.

"Its all in a cute way though. You're awkward and dorky and funny, it's why I like you so much."

"Aw. I like you too!"

"Ok they're so cute." May whispered to Happy.

"Right? Buckle up kids! We got a bit of a flight ahead of us."

"Peter, here." May said and threw him some clothes.

"Thanks." Peter said as he went to the bathroom to go change. He came out a lot more comfortable and tired. MJ was reading a book.

"What are you reading?" He asked and sat next to her.

"Devil in the White City."

"Sounds about right."

She closed the book. "You want to watch a movie?"

"Sure. You pick." He yawned and 20 minutes into the movie he had slumped over fast asleep. MJ positioned him on her lap and he smiled in his sleep. She turned off the movie and started stroking his hair. Running her fingers through it as she looked out the window. He woke up for

about 10 minutes looked at her and smiled sleepily, she smiled back. Then he sat up and yawned. She laid her her on his shoulder and he put his arm over her shoulder and pretty soon she fell asleep with her head on his shoulder and his head on hers.