Thanks for the reviews everyone. Sorry it's taken so long to put a new chapter up but I've just started a new job.

Also I'd like to take this moment to say to my girlfriend Hannah if she's reading this, that I love you with all my heart, soul and mind. You are my first, last and my everything. xxx

"Oh it is good to see you dear." Peter received a kiss on the cheek. It was the trademark welcome of May Parker that he always got when he visited her. A he walked into the house memories came flooding back to him. Memories of his childhood and growing up with his Aunt and Uncle. He looked back on those good times fondly for they seemed to be when the family was worry free. But as with a lot of good things: they come to an end. Peter received his Spiderman powers that put constant pressure of being an attempted hero to the city. Aunt May was now a widow: something Peter would never forgive himself for, as he may have been able to prevent it.

"Nice to see you too Aunt May. Boy something smells good!"

"It's your favourite dear - roast pork."

"Gee you sure know how to treat a guy right," he replied cheekily. Aunt May was the best cook he knew. Period.

"Take a seat Peter, it will be ready in a few minutes. Do put the television on."

"Thanks Aunt May," replied Peter as he sat down on the comfy settee sofa the Parker's had had for many years. He looked for the remote control to the T.V. At first puzzled as to why he couldn't find it, he quickly realised his mistake. There wasn't one. Aunt May and Uncle Ben had had the same old T.V. for as long they had the sofa. It had only broke down once but Ben managed to fix it using his electrician skills. The T.V. never stopped working again. Reaching out, Peter switched on the T.V. and immediately onto the screen came the start of the 6:30 news. He settled back in his seat to watch, with hopes of seeing if his alter ego was caught on film battling the thieves in the black van earlier that day. He wasn't disappointed. Following a non- biased review of the event came an interview on the subject: Spiderman-Hero or Menace? To Peter's dismay the interviewee was his boss J.Jonah Jameson. As the interview progressed, Peter could see Jonah had nothing but hate and contempt for Spiderman. Why was he like this Peter thought? It's not as though he had a specific reason to hate him. Or did he? Peter's train of thought was then gently interrupted by his doting Aunt announcing dinner was ready. After a hefty pork roast, which Peter had eaten all of, May brought out the dessert. Chocolate cake and ice cream. It was another of Peter's childhood favourites. When she sat back down they both started to eat when she inquired,

"How is Mary Jane?"

Again someone asking about M.J. he thought to himself! Hoping not to get too worked up over it, he candidly replied,

"Yeah ok, we are going out for lunch at a diner tomorrow."

Aunt May's dessert spoon dropped into her bowl and the clatter made Peter jump.

"You better do much better than that young man!" Her voice was stern but not angry. In fact Peter could sense some noticeable worry in her voice.

"Umm. we agreed to only be friends Aunt May." WRONG! You only agreed to be friends Peter he quietly thought to himself. It wasn't what he wanted but he felt he had to stay this way because of Spiderman persona.

"Peter, you know as well as I do that isn't what you want."

Was she reading his mind?

"I don't think it's the right time to start anything new with M.J. She's struggling to get her modelling and acting career started.

Lame excuse Pete.

"Not good enough Peter. You'll never know if you don't try."

"Okay, you got me Aunt May," he said as he dropped his spoon into his dish and half-heartedly raised his hands in surrender. "It's just."

"Just nothing," said the unusually forceful May Parker.

Peter quickly thought the situation through. If his own aunt; his mother through his eyes and the person he respected most, was saying he should get closer to Mary Jane, then maybe he should. Would it work? How would he be able to keep his Spiderman secret from her? Should he tell her? All these questions frantically ran through his mind as he felt Aunt May's eyes scorch into him.

"You know what Aunt May? I'll do it!" A wary smile crept upon his face. He knew he had to be careful but with the incentive from Harry and Aunt May and seeing M.J. cry in his hallway told him he had to do it.
"Is it alright if I use the phone Aunt May?"

"Of course dear," came the reply from the triumphant Aunt. A smile streamed across her face too. She hoped it worked out for them. She really did.