Title: New Life, New Help
Summary: After their marriage, the lives of Peter and Mary Jane Parker begin to change, especially after a man thought left in the past comes back into their lives, and is intent on harming, or even killing Peter. And sometimes, even superheroes need some help. AU MJ/P R&R please!
Disclaimers: I do not own Spiderman, or any characters in Spiderman, ect.
A/N: What a surprise! Another story inspired by my constant daydreaming. Flame to your heart's content, but know that such flames will be ignored completely. (Again, plenty of fire extinguishers back here.)
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"You may now kiss the Bride." The pastor declared with a happy, knowing smile, and with that, Peter Parker lifted the veil off of his bride's face and leaned in to give her a long, sweet kiss. When they broke apart, both Peter and Mary Jane were smiling largely as the small, but joyful crowd clapped as flower petals floated played in the soft wind encompassing the secluded hilltop. Sitting in the front row was May Parker, who was wiping tears of joy away from her eyes as she finally witnessed her nephew marrying the beautiful woman whom she'd always paired him with. They were such a sweet couple. A match made in heaven. An onlooker to their relationship would say that they were a horrible match - A Broadway star and a freelance photographer? It would never happen. Not in the real world. But to someone who knew the both of them, it was the sweetest thing one could imagine.
Walking back down the isle with Mary Jane's hand in his, Peter considered this day the happiest day of his life. Leaning over so that his mouth was by MJ's ear, Peter whispered,
"I told you I always imagined you getting married on a hilltop." He smiled a gleam in his eyes, full with emotion. This statement alone was enough to bring tears to Mary Jane's eyes. Words having abandoned her mouth, she could only finish the sentence for him.
"And you were the groom." She smiled as they sat down inside the black car that would take them to the reception. Ignoring their driver completely, Peter nodded with that small, innocent smile of his, making MJ's heart melt. Tears streaming down her face silently, she leaned over and wrapped her arms around her husband. Her Tiger.
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At the reception, which was held inside a small, wood paneled church, After much celebration, food, and merriment, Mary Jane departed to speak with her mother, and Peter with his Aunt May.
"Mary Jane, are you sure about this? I don't want you to be hurt." MJ's mother questioned. Her forever tired eyes pleaded that her daughter not make the same mistake that she had. Mary Jane smiled softly.
"Surer than sure." She smiled bigger, her eyes going off to some distant place. "Peter has always been the one, whether I knew it or not. He's my hero." MJ inwardly laughed at her title for Peter at the end of her sentence. It had quite a literal meaning to it, as Peter's alter-ego, Spiderman, had indeed saved her life on many occasions.
"Alright…" Her mother didn't seem completely convinced, but was happy with her daughter's answer. "But you tell me if he starts to-"
"I know mom. I promise." Mary Jane cut her off. She didn't want to hear anyone –not even her mother, accuse Peter of abusing her. Who would even consider such a thing? He was possibly the sweetest, cutest, caring and considerate being ever to walk the earth. Nodding with a sad, yet happy smile, her mother leaned in and gave her a hug.
"Now you do not only have my blessing, you have my happiness."
"Thank you, mom. But you're the one I worry about why don't you-"
"Oh, don't trouble yourself with such things on your wedding day, Mary Jane. This should be a happy occasion." She smiled, "Now go back to that charming husband of yours." MJ nodded, the title of 'husband' still catching her off guard. She still couldn't believe that she was married. Mrs. Parker… Now that would take some getting used to.
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May Parker laughed happily as she hugged her nephew.
"Oh Peter! I can't believe it! I'm so happy for you! I always knew you two would end up together. And as your aunt and guardian, I couldn't be happier." She smiled as she surveyed Peter with a beaming smile. "And yet, to think, my nephew, Peter Parker, is married! It's all almost too much." May sighed. She had only a few months ago learned of Peter's alter-ego, and since then was still letting the fact sink in. Now that he was married, she was more than a little overwhelmed. But not to say that she wasn't happy, because she was. She was happy for him and Mary Jane, and doubly as proud of him for what he did on a day to day basis for the city of New York. Without him, she wouldn't still be around.
"Thanks, Aunt May." Peter hugged her back, he himself unable to say much. He was just as overwhelmed as she was, perhaps a little more. It was very surreal, getting married. Especially to a girl whom he'd only dreamed of talking to in his youth, much less marrying. So wrapped up in his thoughts, was he, that Peter hardly noticed when his wife slipped a hand around his arm.
"Pete?" The bright-smiled red head brought him out of his thoughts, though he still couldn't focus clearly.
"Hmm?" He asked, his eyes holding a slightly glazed look to them.
"The car is waiting for us." Mary Jane smiled at Peter's aloofness.
"Oh." Peter said with a small blush, heading for the small black car, which would carry them to their honeymoon trip. It wasn't an exotic, fancy trip, they were going to a California vineyard for a week, but it was perfect to them. And best of all, it was planned out so that no one would find them. No press, no criminals, and no Mr. Jameson. Though it would be different when they got back, considering that no one in the celebrity world knew that the Broadway and movie star, Mary Jane Watson, was now in fact Mary Jane Parker. However an odd decision it was, MJ and Peter had decided early on that they not make their marriage public.
As they were thoroughly rained upon by rice, the couple made their way to the car, both smiling and waving through the window as the car drove away. Back at the old, cobblestone pavement, two elderly women prayed for their newlywed children, for a safe and happy marriage.
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Peter Parker watched the first small rays of morning glowing over the New York skyline, his legs swinging over the railing on his airy balcony of his small, but pleasant apartment. Well, should he say their apartment. He was now sharing his home with his wife, Mary Jane. Besides the very untimely interruptions of his job, their marriage had gone relatively smoothly the first seven months. Yes, they argued, yes, they disagreed, but that was a part of marriage. There wasn't a married couple on earth that didn't argue. But they always made up in the end, if it was hours, days, or even weeks after a fight; they would always apologize to one another, a make up usually filled with hugs, kisses, and possibly a dose of crying on MJ's part. But they were defiantly happy.
Peter smiled. He was thoroughly blessed to have such a wife as Mary Jane. She understood why he did what he did, and she accepted him for what he was. He could tell her anything, and she would always allow him to do his duty, even if it meant sacrificing a few hours of their time together. But he was brought out of his thoughts as the slender hands of the woman of interest wrapped themselves around his waist.
"What are you doing up so early, Tiger?" MJ cuddled into Peter's back, her bed voice making it clearly evident that her mind's eye viewed him as a large pillow. Peter smiled.
"I could be asking you the same thing, Sleeping Beauty."
"Hmm… A certain superhero woke me up. I thought you were supposed to be all sneaky and stealthy." MJ argued her face still squashed against his back, muffling her voice. Peter looked over his shoulder.
"Am I?"
"Mmmhmmph."
"I see… And who made this rule?"
"It's not a rule. It's an assumption." MJ smiled at her own smart-allacness. Peter playfully rolled his eyes with a smile.
"Oh. And so who made this assumption?"
"All those people who write the comic books." MJ sighed happily as she buried her face further into Peter's fresh scented shirt, confident that that would resolve their banter. Peter smiled as he turned around, momentarily upsetting his wife, and gave her a warm hug.
"Well one sneaky, stealthy superhero thinks that one sleepy, bed-headed movie star should go back to bed." Not putting up much of a fight, MJ let Peter guide her back to their bed, tucking her in like a child.
"I love you, Tiger." She said sleepily.
"You too, Red." Peter placed a sweet kiss on her forehead, and then reached for the red and blue suit sitting by his bed stand and head for the bathroom to get changed.
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There we are! The first chapter. I reassure you, it will get less sappy as we go along, though it will still be romantic (You know me…) And so for all of you who are gagging on the sap, I hope you can see the light at the end of the tunnel. ) R&R, and look out for the next chapter!