AN: I recently bought Thor New beginning on paperback, and I really enjoyed it. The idea that Asgard is treated as an embassy with diplomatic immunity made me think, Thor could give sanctuary to whoever he wanted and Iron man wouldn't be able to anything about it. That's how I came up with this story.

Now, as many other of you true believers out there, I didn't like the One More Day story me either. Therefore this story takes place in an alternative universe where Peter and MJ said no to Mephisto's offer.

Peter Parker and his wife Mary Jane sat on the bed in their shabby motel room. They didn't say anything, they hadn't said anything for several hours. Earlier this night they had to do their most hardest decision ever, and now the woman they both loved like a mother had take the consequences for their choose.

Just an hour earlier Peter's aunt May had died, the machines that kept her alive just given up on her. They had been there when it happened, they had said good bye to her, but when the doctor came to ask them some questions they had left the scene. They couldn't afford to get anymore attention.

Mary Jane Parker felt just as awful as her husband, if not more. After all, she had at first said yes to Mephisto's deal.

"Peter?"

"Please, MJ… Don't…"

"Please, Peter. I know you're mad at me, but…"

The young man looked up at his wife's face. "Mad? Why would I be mad at you?"

"Because I told him yes. Because I… because I practically killed May and… and…"

Peter put his hand on MJ's cheek. "I'm not mad at you. I'm… I am upset, yes. But you didn't have more too do with it then I did. You… you only wanted what was best for her, right?"

She nodded. He pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms around her.

"God, MJ… its… its just to much." he said with tears running down his face. "First Uncle Ben, then Gwen and Harry. And now… now May. God, we can't even be there for her funeral."

MJ started to cry herself. "At least… at least we have each other, right?"

"Yes… At least we have each other."

The young couple didn't know for how long they just held each other. But when they finely let go, the sun had just started to get up. Peter stood up and walked over to the closet where they put the little personal belongings they had left, started to put everything in a bag.

"We need to get moving, MJ. We most leave New York before any of Tony's guys finds us."

"But where should we go? Canada? I read that a lot of heroes moved there."

"I don't think that's safe enough. There nothing that says that Tony wont send some of his crooks after me even outside the country. We need to go somewhere were we wont need to look over our shoulders all the time."

MJ sighed. They didn't know of any place like that. Peter went out to fix some food for the trip, while MJ put on the TV-news while packing. She didn't really care for any of the news, but something the old news anchor said caught her interest.

"…just outside Broxton, Oklahoma. The government has granted the Asgardian castle the position as a foreign embassy with diplomatic immunity, including from the superhuman registration act, despite that all of its inhibiters are classified as superhuman. No one of the government's spokesmen has been willing to comment this so far. According to our sources the Asgard population has increased drastically the last two weeks, causing experts to wonder what their real purpose on Earth is and why…"

MJ's eyes went big as sauces, this was just too good to be true. Went Peter returned from the vending machine she ran into his arms.

"Peter. We're gonna need to pack much more sun block?"

"All-right. Two train tickets to Oklahoma City, and then buss tickets to Broxton. We're now officially broke."

Peter had waited on a bench, pretending to read yesterdays paper, while MJ bought the tickets. He hated his disguise, the mustache itched and the cap was just awful. MJ's disguise was much simpler, just a hat and large sunglasses. She looked like a cloth spokeswomen but he looked like a stalker.

"You really think this is a good idea? I'm not sure if we are welcome there." he asked her.

"It's the only thing we got now. And you have said that Thor was your friend."

"Well, yeah, he is. But I'm not so sure if he'll welcome us, with Tony on our trail and all."

"Don't be like that, Peter. I'm sure that he'll be glad to see you, after being dead and all."

"Him or me?"

MJ just rolled her eyes and walked up to the train. There where quite a few people on it, Peter just hopped that no one recognized him. They took their seats and waited for the train to leave its platform.

The entire travel went pretty smooth. They didn't talk that much, mostly because MJ slept for most of the trip. Peter wasn't surprised, it had been a rough twenty-four hours. Now MJ's head was resting on his shoulder and him laying his arm around her. He took a deep breath, taking in her smells. It had been a long time since it was just the two of them, just being together, like husband and wife should be.

After a while he heard the engineer's voice through the speaker.

"We'll be arriving in Oklahoma City station in a few minutes, this will be the train's ending station, and so all passengers will be asked to step off. Oklahoma City in just a few minutes."

Peter started to wake up his own sleeping beauty. "MJ. MJ, we'll arrive soon."

"Mmmmn…." she moaned sleepy. "I had such a good dream. You where there."

Peter smiled at her. He started to lift down their packs while she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

From the train they walked to the bus, an old piece of junk without air-condition. And the heat was unspeakable, the non existing AC made it far worse, when they finely step off the bus you could cook eggs on their foreheads.

"Boy, we're definitely not in the hood anymore." Peter joked when looking over the city landscape.

"Yeah, all we miss now is some tumbleweeds and a crazy gold digger." MJ joined in. "Listen, Peter. I'm really thirsty, do we have any money at all?"

"Just a few dollars and nickels. We'll step into that diner and see how much we can afford."

They walked across the street and stepped into a truck stop-looking building called Bill, Bill and Bill's diner. The place wasn't the fanciest of diners, but it was cozy and clean. Two truck drivers sat in one end and ate and a sweet, overweight lady in thick glasses read the paper on a stool next to the counter. The guy behind the counter was a big, young man with a friendly face, typical corn-breed, a Clark Kent so to speak.

"Good day, folks. Welcome to Broxton, how can I help you?" he greeted them.

"Uhm, we could use something too drink." Peter told him and looked at the menu. "I… I think we can afford two sodas. I'll have a root beer.

"And I'll have a coke." MJ told.

"Coming right up."

Soon their much needed soft drinks arrived and the two was one step less from risking overheating.

"So. I guess that you're Bill, right?" Peter asked the young boy.

"Yeah. Well, I'm Bill Junior. It's my grandfather who's Big Bill and my father is Little Bill. And this is Miss Sooner, she own this own only hotel if you're planning to stay."

"Thanks but I don't think that we'll need that."

The nice lady identified as Miss Sooner looked up from her paper. "That's a real nice accent you two have their. Where you from?"

"We're from Queens." MJ answered her.

"Oh my. New York. Say, you don't happen to know a curtain doctor named Donald Blake, do you?"

Peter smirked. "It sounds a little familiar."

"Well, now when we're talking, maybe it would be polite too introduce ourselves." MJ said.

"Huh… oh, right. We're the… Reilly's. I'm Pete and this is Mary."

"Are you two here to look at the Asgard-thing?" Bill asked.

"Yeah, we're… we're reporters from The Daily Bugle. And we could really use some directions." Mary Jane thought of pretty quick.

"Well, there's a pretty long walk there from here. But you know, I'm gonna take a ride over too see a pal when I'm done here. I could give you a ride half the way."

"That would be swell, Bill."

Peter and Mary Jane had to sit down an hour and wait for Bill to get done, but since the diner had AC, it was more of a blessing from waiting outside. When Bill was done, he led them too his car, they all stepped in and he drove out of town, heading down a small road.

"So, Bill." Peter asked after a while. "How did you know that we were heading for Asgard?"

"Well we don't get that much tourists 'part from truckers. But since Thor and those guys came a lot of new people shows up to take a look."

"How is it to live neighbor to them?" MJ asked.

"Not that bad. There good people, little strange maybe, but good. And… you know… some of them are… really friendly."

Peter noticed how Bill started to blush at that last part. It was pretty curtain that he had come to know one of the Asgardians quite close. MJ smirked at the boy's shyness.

"Well, here we are. I'm gonna turn right, but you should turn left here."

They stopped at a crossroad where Bill let Peter and MJ jump off.

"Thanks for the ride, Bill."

"No problem, the castle is just ten, fifteen minutes walk from here. Follow road 19 and you can't miss it."

"Sure thing, thanks again."

"See you soon, folks."

Bill drove away, leaving 'The Reilly-couple' alone in the wasteland.

"Peter, I think I'll see it over there."

Beyond the horizon, a large building could be spotted. It was too far away for some one to point out exactly what it was, but it sure reminded Peter of a castle.

"So. How about a walk, my lady?

"After you, cowboy."

As they walked the long way, they talked of what they was gonna do when they came to Asgard, and what they would do if they couldn't stay.

"You know, MJ. Maybe we could start a new life here. We could get jobs and stay at Miss Sooner's place."

"Yeah, right." MJ said sarcastically. "The Amazing Spider-man working on a farm. Come on, Tiger. We're both New Yorkers, we wouldn't last a minute in Broxton."

"Hey! I could do it."

"Have you ever even seen a cow in real life?"

"Yeah, in a zoo. But that's not the…"

He stopped right in his tracks, MJ recognized that look on his face. "Beeper's sounding?"

"Oh yeah. It's something above us. And it's… Do you hear that?"

"Is that a chopper?"

A small spot on the sky came closer and closer, and it sure sounded like a helicopter. When it was close enough it seemed to stop, hovering in the air, then its side doors opened and eleven men jumped out. And one of the men was wearing a red and gold metal armor.

"Oh no… MJ! You must run away from here!"

"What!? I'm not leaving you here with them!"

"Please, just do it. Run to Asgard and get yourself somewhere safe. Go!"

How much she hated it, Peter was right. She had nothing she could do against these guys, so she started to run at the castle as fast as she could.

The man in red armor hovered thirty feet in the air on his jet boots, surrounded by ten S.H.I.E.L.D-agents wearing jet packs and heavy rifles.

"Hello, Peter."

"Hello, Tony."

"Why don't you take off that silly disguise? I mean, mustache is not that of a good idea in this climate. Trust me, I know."

Peter took off his mustache and throws it and his cap away.

"Listen, Peter. I'm sorry about your aunt, I really I'm. And Jarvis is just devastated. But you can't just run away from your problem, thinking that you'll be safe from us while crashing Thor's place. Now, shall we do this the easy way or the hard way?"

"Easy way? You never told me there was an easy way. Let's get it over with, shall we?"

"As you wish."

Running in the Oklahoma sun is terrible, but Mary Jane Parker did it anyway. She had to do something, she couldn't let the man she loved be arrested or shot down by some federal prick.

After a few minutes of running she came up to the castle. Anyone would get awestruck by its mighty walls and giant towers, but MJ was in too much of a hurry and desperation to even notice. However, she did notice that the entire castle floated ten feet over the ground, and there was no way to get in.

"HELLO!! THOR! ARE YOU THERE!? PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP ME! THOR! ANYBODY! PLEASE, I NEED YOUR HELP!"

The mighty Thor stood gazing over his castle. The last weeks he had looked all over the world too find his comrades and loved ones, it had been successful but there's a few that he couldn't figure out where they were hiding. One among them was his beloved Lady Sif.

"Excuse me, Lord Thor."

The blond god of thunder turned around to see his friend Heimdall talking to him.

"Yes, Heimdall?"

"There's a mortal standing at our wall, screaming. She claims to bee in need of your help."

"She does, you said? Then, take me to her."

Heimdall led the god of thunder down the stairs and toward the lower wall, where MJ's voice was heard by many.

"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING!? I NEED HELP! MY HUSBAND'S LIFE IS IN DANGER!"

Thor looked down at the red headed mortal. "Calm your voice, stranger. Who are you and what is this you're talking about?"

"Thor? Oh thank god. Listen, my husband is danger! Iron man is gonna kill him if you don't do something!"

"Who is this husband of yours, stranger?"

"Spider-man! He is Spider-man! I'm Spider-man's wife! Please help him, he is your friend after all!

"My lord." Heimdall pointed out. "I see Iron man fighting with an individual over there, the women seems to be telling the truth."

"Then the son of Odin will help your husband, my lady. Wait here while I assist him."

By that Thor lifted his mighty hammer in the air and flew towards the battle.

"Wait here? Like hell I won't!"

Peter did actually pretty well in the fight, but there was only a matter of time before someone got a lucky shot, and that would be bad for him. He could take down Tony, and he could kick the agent's butts, but when they came at him all in the same time it was hard even for his spidersense. Punching Tony' metal face hurt his knuckles, but not so much as being hit by one of his repulsor rays.

"Give it up now, Peter, and I'll promise you'll get well treated!" Iron man screamed as he tried to land a punch on the agile hero.

"Yeah, I'm sure I'll get well treated in your little Negative Zone-prison. I'm far too good looking to end up in an anti-matter universe."

Peter dodged a shot from one of the agents only to be hit by another one. The energy ray hit him in the back, causing him too fall down as his nerve system temporarily shut down. As he lay on the ground, Iron man aimed his repulsor glove at him, ready to shot him in the head if he had too.

"It's over, Pete. But I'll promise you, MJ's punishment won't be too hard."

"Don't… you… dare!" he tried to shout out as he tried with all his power to get up on his legs.

"Stop trying, Peter. You're going down town now."

Suddenly a giant hammer flew through the air, hitting Iron man in the stomach and sent him flying a long way. Peter was now looking up at a 6 foot 6 inches armored man with long, blond hair.

"What… took… you… so… long?"

All the agents fired at the same time at Thor, hitting him hard enough to stagger back a few steps. But Thor was made out of a much tougher material then Peter, one swing by the mighty Mjolnir and they all fell to the ground.

However, something small hit Thor in the back, making him fall too his knees as if a massive weight was wearing him down.

"That is a gravity-magnifier disc. The more you struggle, the more it will keep you down. I'm sorry, Thor, but I'm taking Pete with me." Tony said as he aimed at Peter too shot him with an energy blast.

"NO!"

All Tony suddenly saw was a bunch of red hair, and then someone tried to overpower him. Clearly not a superhuman.

He grabbed MJ by her cloth and lifted her up.

"And where would Clyde be without his Bonnie?"

"You let… go of her!!" Peter shouted out, still lying on all four. But Tony didn't listen.

"I'm starting to get very annoyed by you, Mary Jane. Tell me, is he really worth all this trouble?"

"You don't know him like I do!" MJ shouted out between tears. "I would die for him if I had too!"

"Hopefully it won't go that far. But believe me, where I'm sending you, you'll wish you did."

"ENOUGH!" a booming voice shouted.

A lighting bolt came from above, not hitting Tony or his agents, but Thor. The Asgardian rise from the ground, unharmed by the lightning, but with Tony's gravity-disc completely fried. As Tony dropped MJ too shoot him, Thor swung his hammer through the air and hit the Iron man with all his power.

Iron man landed hard on the ground, all his system knocked out.

"Thor, please." he pleaded. "Spider-man is a wanted criminal. If you help him, the government will not look between its fingers."

"I told you and your government to stay out of Asgard business. This man and his wife are the guests of the Asgard-people and they WILL be treated under the same immunity as any other within its walls!"

"Thor, listen! The government only leaves you alone because I recommend them too. If you house a wanted criminal… then they might stop caring what I told them you told me. They do not have the same respect for you as I do."

"Then let them come. Any one who stand against the gods of Asgard know how large a mistake a mortal being can do could be. Now, leave my property."

Iron man and his agents limped away to be picked up by the chopper farther away.

"Are you okay, my friend?" Thor asked Peter.

"Yeah, kinda. Thanks for that." Peter told him as MJ helped him up. "MJ, this is Thor. Thor, this is my wife, Mary Jane."

"Uhm… Hi, Mister Thor."

Thor took a good look at MJ.

"Is… is something wrong?"

"At first I thought I recognized something in you, in your soul. I wasn't sure, but now I am."

"What do you mean?"

"Would you be kind to step back, my friend?"

"Okay… But, why?"

"Trust me."

Thor raised Mjolnir in the air and the wind started to blow strong. A light started to shine around MJ, like she was a lightning bolt who lasted for ever.

"For far too long have you rested in this woman." Thor spoke. "But you will be released from her body, step forward, my friend. Step forward Freya, goddess of love!"

Peter couldn't believe his eyes. Out off MJ stepped another woman. A tall, blond, voluptuous young woman with a beautiful face and a large golden necklace hanging around her neck.

As the light and the wind disappeared, the two Asgardians hugged and greeted each other while Peter made sure that his wife okay.

"MJ, are you all-right?"

"Yeah, sure. Wow, that was weird. What was that all about?"

Thor smiled at the married couple.

"There is time for explanation latter, friends. Now, come with me. The house of the gods is at your service."

AN: So what do you think of the first part? I'll gladly take reviews, but no flamers (to be completly true, I dont know really know what a flamer is, but it dosent sound good).