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Chapter 1: The Morning After

Harry Osbourne wriggled against his straight jacket. Put him in a mental hospital! The nerve! Didn't they know who he was!? They would all pay for this, and soon. He grew steadily impatient in his bindings. But first, his first priority was Spider-man. He would get rid of him and everyone he cared about. Including his so-called friends. They had sent him here. But they would all pay. All of them. He would make sure of that.

'Such violent thoughts,' a little voice hissed in his head.

Harry looked around. He was alone in his padded room. "Who said that?" he asked.

'I did,' the voice replied. 'Listen very carefully, and I promise, you'll get your revenge.'

"On Spider-man?" Harry asked.

The voice chuckled. 'Yes. He'll pay for taking your father from you, Harry. They'll all pay."

Harry grinned.

"Are you serious!?" Mary Jane squealed into the phone. "I… I got the part!?" she jumped up and down. "Oh my God!!"

Peter woke up to the sound of angelic music. It was his angel, Mary Jane laughing. She turned to him, grinned and hung up the phone. "Peter! Peter, I got the part!"

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, and then lifted his arms out to stretch. As he did so, the tinking of bottles clanking together was heard. He looked down at what could have made the noise and saw the six bottles of Mike's Hard Lemonade that Mary Jane brought over last night empty. It took a moment for the things she was saying to register in his brain. When they finally did, he grinned and wrapped her in a hug. "Congratulations, no one deserves it more than you, MJ."

"Thank you," she smiled. "It's nothing big. Just a small part in a new soap."

"MJ, that's huge."

"Well," she blushed. "I don't want to jinx it."

He placed a kiss on her forehead. "Your dream is coming true, and I couldn't be more proud of you."

She smiled warmly up at him. "But this is just one of my dreams. You know my other,"

He looked down at the floor. Yeah, he knew her dream. It was his dream too.

"Y'know what I'm going to do?" she asked, breaking the silence.

He looked up at her again.

"I'm going to help you clean up, and then I'm going down to the Diner… to tell Enrique he can take his job and shove it."

He laughed. He loved it when she was self-empowered. It was when she was most beautiful to him.

Mary Jane chuckled to herself as she walked along the streets of the deteriorating section of the city. The look on Enrique's face had been priceless when she told him she quit. Like someone just told him there was crap on his face. Her grin widened. It was priceless. Finally, she'd be able to move out of this horrible neighborhood, and into that house she always dreamed of with Peter.

Rewind! Peter doesn't want you, remember?

He's Spider-man. I know he is. That has to be the reason. That or, Felicia… she didn't want to finish the thought. Tears filled her eyes as she lowered her head against the bustling wind. It was late afternoon, and the sun was already beginning to sink, giving the crooks their cue to come on out of hiding. She looked back and forth desperately for a cab. She didn't want to find herself in another messy situation.

"What? Are they all on their break?" she muttered in frustration. As soon as she got her first paycheck, she was buying a car. "Subway it is, I guess." She passed a pay phone and stopped. Hang on, she was going to be smart about this. She was sure if she asked nicely, Peter would come down and meet her. Peter… her heart leapt as she thought of him. She always felt safe with him, and wished she could get lost in his ocean blue eyes forever. Shaking her head, she put in some change and dialed his number. His answering machine picked up. She put the receiver down in defeat without leaving a message. After she bought the car with her pay check, she was getting a cell phone too. So, where was he? He was either busting up baddies or… go on, say it. Has his tongue down Felicia's throat. No. She wouldn't think of that. If he said there wasn't anything going on with her, there wasn't. She turned in the direction of the subway.

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