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Blah Blah Blah Time

i only own mom, dad me, clarissa

I don't own spiderman, MaryJane, or Psych

Sky Harbour is a real airport in AZ I have no idea if there even is a Lincoln Airport.

Shows how much I know.

Chapter Two: Surprise!!

Well she wasn't going too far away. Just down the street around the bend and straight past 8th Ave to Forge Ave where her ride would be waiting.

She huffed and felt a chill as the wind blew through her bobbed red hair. Her back pack wasn't too heavy but the suitcase on wheels weighed a ton! She thought she'd packed essentials but she knew she'd left something behind. The bag on her arm always got in the way but she persisted and carried on to the front door.

Clarissa had been waiting by the window when Cortney came to the door. Her dad and brothers were asleep so she easily slipped outside.
"You're early, Cort," she laughed softly.

"Well when it's been ingrained in your head longer than it has for me then we'll talk," Cort replied rolling her eyes.

Clarissa laughed again unfolding her arms and stepping toward her car, her bag in hand. Once they were loaded they took off for Sky Harbour.

"Thanks for doing this for me," Cort said with a sigh, "I need a break."

"No problem," Clarissa waved it off, "Just do me a favor. Come back before school starts. It'll get reallyboring really fast."

Cort laughed, "Will do."

Cortney C. She had friends just not a lot of friends similar to herself. For one, she was Mormon. A proud member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Most of her friends outside of seminary had no religion and believed in God or didn't have a religion because they didn't believe in God. Any-who, she didn't exactly see eye to eye with her friends. She felt sometimes like she needed to get away and feel peace once in a while. But her trip to NY didn't really fit the "holiest" of places.

Still she wanted to see the east coast. She lived all her life in the west; never seen it snow or rain for more than an hour, that kind of thing. She needed some kind of break. Being the middle of June it felt like the perfect time. She could come back to AZ just in time for Girls Camp. If her mom would even let her leave after the stunt she was pulling now.

When they arrived at Sky Harbour, Clarissa helped get her stuff to the terminal, past check points and such. They said "good bye" and "see you later." And Cort was all alone with her carry on bags limited to two.

She sighed as she sat, her legs Indian style, on the chair hugging her bag close. Her chest tightened as a squeal threatened to escape her lips. She was on her way!! Holy cow! The last time she'd been on a plane was with her sister Ashley on their way to Utah. That was almost...3 years ago? she tried to remember. Yeah, three years ago. She couldn't wait to land in NY. At least it would be 80 something degrees compared to 110 all the time. Closing her eyes to get some sleep she actually squealed.

Mary Jane woke up early to see if Peter had come home yet. He was always flying off somewhere. She walked about their small home. Their apartment was small but had two rooms. Right now it was just an office. Kind of an empty office but they did have a computer. When she knew Peter was okay and there was absolutely nothing to do she would take some time and write an email to her cousin Cortney. She was fifteen when she first met the kid. At a reunion of some sort.

She decided that her "vigilante" husband was fine and went to the computer to email Cort. Opening up her email she noticed the in-box flashing. She opened it up and got a confused look plastered to her face.

Dear MJ,

It's Cortney. Your cousin. We met when I was five at the family reunion? We've been writing back and forth for four years now. I can't believe you're married! I can't wait to see the lucky man. Yes Jane, I'm coming to New York! Finally saved up enough money for it. I know you not the adventuring type but it'd be great if you could show me around. If you have time of course. I can't wait to see you. I've leaving AZ for NY in half an hour and be at the Lincoln Airport around 4:30pm. just email me some directions and I'll find you. I can't wait to see you again!!

Love, Cortney

She leaned back in her chair. How the heck did she get the money for it? How did Terry agree to something like this?? Maybe it was Travis who did. He defiantly would. Well not defiantly but he would let her. She scrutinized the letter longer. Not the adventuring type? she felt hurt. Marrying Spider Man wasn't an adventure? But she couldn't tell her little cousin that. No. Mary Jane was starting to feel excited. It'd be great to have some family visit.

Just than the window opened heralding the return of Peter Parker. MJ got up from her chair to deliver the news.

"Peter," she said coming out from the shadows and flicking on the light.

He was still in his suit and he jumped at his name. One hand went to his chest the other to his head to pull off the mask. "You scared me," he laughed.

MJ laughed as well, "Hey. I have something to tell you."

"Let me get changed and I'll be all ears," he hurried to close the window and got dressed; the suit underneath just in case. He sat on the bed and looked up to her expectantly.

She joined him and said, "I just got an email from my cousin, Cortney,"

He cocked an eyebrow, "That's kinda old news but keep going,"

She rolled her eyes, "She said she's coming to New York."

Peter was puzzled, "From Arizona? She's sixteen."

"Seventeen," MJ corrected.

"Seveteen, sixteen, same thing," he said with a smile, "She's still a kid,"

"Her birthday is in a few weeks," she added with a smile.

"Oh and she plans on staying with us, is it?" he teased.

MJ frowned, "There is a problem," she said.

"Oh," Peter looked puzzled again, "What?"

Mary Jane simply picked up his mask that he left on the bed.

"Oh that," he said putting a fist under his chin, "That's a toughy."

"I know," MJ sighed. She looked up, thinking outloud, "She could know. If I hinted it to her,"

"No," Peter said quickly, "You know there are people who would hurt anyone close to me and you."

"I know, but she's good at keeping secrets," MJ protected her little cousin.

"Any examples?" Peter questioned.

MJ frowned like she was caught, "None at the moment but it will come,"

Peter's expression softened as he hugged his wife. "I don't mean to sound mad or mean or anything but, she could be in danger. I don't mind her staying with us but let's just give her some time to find out. See if we can trust her."

MJ looked shocked and Peter amended, "See if she'd mature enough to handle it and keep it."

Mary Jane rolled her eyes and sighed, "Ok. Alright. You're way first. But let's not lie to her."

"I'll try not to," Peter smiled.

MJ shook her head and climbed back into bed for a cat nap.

"When will she be here? Where to?" Peter asked.

"Four thirty. Lincoln Airport." she yawned before closing her eyes.

Cort woke up just in time to see the light up above her head flash "seat belts" and enjoyed the decent. Getting to her bags was another kind of head ache. She had to remember what color her bags were and what size and some big guy in a trench coat bumped into her and didn't say sorry.

But she did anyway, "Sorry dude," she didn't mean say "dude" but she did anyway. He looked back at her and stopped. He was about to speak but shook his head mumbling, "Weird outta state kids."

She heard him and cocked an eyebrow, but lugged her stuff to the nearest seats to check her email. The nearest McDonald's had wifi so she plugged in her laptop and let it buzz. Her hair was a mess. She pulled half her hair up and pulled out her bangs to hide the sun burnt look of her face. When it wasn't brushed it naturally curled in toward her face. When brushed it was very different. Normally she just stuck it up but since she cut her all her hair off she went with the half pony.

She looked toward the window and sighed happily. It was raining. This was something she would have to get used to. As a little kid she always loved to play in the rain. Every time she could, she would run outside and twirl around. Singing her favorite songs. Singing in the Rainusually came to mind. She would ask people from out of state to see if they liked rain or sun. People usually answered, "Why do think we came here? I love the sun!" She would shake her head and think, "they'll be wishing they hadn't said that."

She typed in her address quickly and found only a few spam and college readiness emails. Nothing yet from Mary Jane but she did get one from her dad.

Cort,

I hope you know what you're doing. Your mother just found out that you're going and is freaking out as we speak. Don't take too long with your cousin. I love you. Be safe and please go to church on Sundays.

Dad.

Cort almost started laughing. She quickly clicked on the reply button and wrote:

Dear Mom and Dad,

I know exactly what I'm doing. Mom I know you're mad but I need this last adventure before I got to college. I want to see what I can before I'm married and with the responsibilities of motherhood. I'll be back into time for Girls Camp, I promise. Of course I'll go to Church on Sundays. I love church. And I love you both. I'll be writing so don't worry.

Love Cort

She then closed up her laptop and looked around enjoying the sound of the people hurrying by. It was only four o'clock. Her plane was a half hour early but Cort could care less. She'd have time to work on her story. Ever since she started writing her silly little African Princess story she had wanted to write. She wrote little short ones that she usually forgot about and never touched again, or little fanfiction stories about her favorite movie or show. Right now there were two she was trying to write. A little story, or tease as she called them, about Psych; fake psychic, real detectives. The other was a original about a girl who is best friends with a tiger and she has to escape the Roman emporer and his evil shaman. It was a work in progress and still didn't get enough steam building for it. She felt fresh out of ideas for her original so she pulled out her Psych story.

She got out her notepad and her favorite pilot pen and added a little more to the already scribbled page:

"It was a dream. He knew it was. But it felt weird. The setting was too strange too real. The trees didn't fit his natural sorroundings. They were huge! alomst like skyscrapers. The grass looked too green and in some parts gold and dead. The sky was an impossible blue dotted with big white clouds. There were a lot of shrubs that seemed out of place to his eyes. Around him was a huge plain spread out with animals of all kinds spotted the land. He kept thinking that the he might be at a zoo. The body of water jsut left to his vision was being surrounded by elephants, birds, antelope, wildebeasts, giraffes, zebra. It was insane!

"But the one thing that stuck out in his mind was; Where the Heck did Santa Barbra go?? Where were the streets or noisy cars? The people? Where was Lassy and Juliet and Gus? Where the heck was he? there weren't any palm trees or house for miles around. It was like he got dumped at some African wild life place. All he could hear was the birds and other animal noises and...and...purring?!

"He stood stock still and slowly shifted his head to his right. What he saw there made him want to run home screaming to his dad. A few feet away from him, asleep thank goodness, was a lion; just sleeping the day away not even knowing that Shawn Spencer was but a foot away from him eye's tiny and jaw dropped a mile wide."

"Cortney?"

She jumped. Looking up she saw a man with brown hair and green eyes standing next to a red head woman. At first it took her a mintue to regesture that she was looking at Mary Jane's husband.

She swallowed and smiled, "That's me." Shutting her laptop that she'd been typing the story on she went to shake his hand. But Mary Jane scooped Cort into her arms.

"I can't beleive you're here!" she squealed, "It's so good so see you. Come on we'll talk in the car."

Dazed and a little excited she supressed her own squeals of delight.

and how was taht for a retry? Yes i was writng something for Pysch but it never got past a page and half. I can't believe i got up at 5:30 to work on this. again if you liked it review, if you didn't review, if you thought I just suck at writing review, if I rock at this review, I guess the point I'm trying to make is...PLEASE REVIEW OR I WON'T UPDATE!!