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Part 3

MJ pulled a blanket over him and whispered goodnight.

She paused in her doorway as she heard back a sleepy, "Goodnight Mary Jane".

Smiling, she went into her room.

MJ opened her eyes the next morning to sunlight streaming through her curtains. She sighed, hit the snooze button on her alarm clock and rolled over. Then she remembered: Spider-man!

She hastily got out of bed and crept into the living room. He was still there, lying flat out on her couch, eyes closed in deep sleep. As she watched he rolled over on his back, one arm flung over his face, and started muttering in his sleep. She smiled at him, looking so peaceful and innocent until she caught the words 'Green Goblin'. Her smile faded then.

She went quietly over to him. She herself hadn't slept well that night, memories of her ordeal haunting her dreams. Did the same dream phantoms haunt his sleep too?

She knelt down next to him and said softly "Spider-man, wake up". Seeing this elicited no response, she tried again, a little louder this time. "Spider-man!"

His eyes shot wide open, and to MJ's surprise he jumped suddenly straight up, crouching on the ceiling cat-like. MJ fell on her butt in surprise.

She looked up at him on the ceiling, propping herself up on her elbows. He glanced around frantically, eyes wide, then seemed to remember where he was. He looked down at MJ.

"Whoops" he said sheepishly. "Are you ok?"

She nodded mutely, and he jumped lithely down, twisting his body in mid-air so that he landed in his trademark crouch next to her. Although he landed lightly, he clutched his bruised ribs with one hand upon impact, obviously still in pain.

"Sorry" he straightened up slowly and helped her to her feet. "Guess I'm a little jumpy, with the Goblin and all". He gave her a nervous smile, then sat quickly down on the couch as he felt all the adrenaline rush out of his body, and a wave of dizziness washed over him.

She smiled, letting him know everything was ok, and sat down beside him.

He looked at the cream couch, seeing a patch of it was stained a deep red-brown with his own dried blood.

"I'm sorry, MJ", he said miserably. She followed his gaze to the couch. She remembered the day she and Peter had gone to pick it out, just under a year ago.

"That's alright. Don't worry about it, I needed a new one anyway!" she said brightly, even though it was relatively new, and smiled at him.

"I'll pay for it" he offered, but she shook her head.

"It's fine. You do too much!" she scolded, sounding much like Aunt May, but he still looked guiltily at the stains.

"You don't look much better to me" she changed the subject, trying to take his mind off it. He shook his head as she appraised him with a critical eye.

"Most of my cuts have healed, you just can't tell because of the dried blood." he replied simply.

She nodded in answer. They sat quietly for a while, shaking off their drowsiness, until Spider-man broke the silence.

"MJ, would it be alright if I took a shower?" he asked hesitantly.

"Sure" she responded immediately. "The bathroom's right over there. Do you need any help with... you know?" she asked then blushed furiously.

Spider-man tried hard not to notice. "No, I'm sure I can manage, thanks."

He got unsteadily to his feet and walked over to her bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

MJ sighed and leaned back in her seat as soon as he was gone. How could I have acted so stupid? She asked herself. She couldn't help thinking about Spider-man, but she loved Peter. How could she be in love with two people? She sighed again and went into her bedroom.

Glancing in the mirror as she walked over to her wardrobe, she saw that she looked a mess. Her hair was un-brushed and she had heavy bags under her eyes from a restless nights sleep. Quickly pulling on jeans and a T-Shirt, she went into the kitchen to make coffee. She could do with a caffeine boost right about now.

She heard Spiderman opening her bathroom door as the kettle started to boil, and went in to ask him if he wanted coffee. She was surprised at the change in him. He no longer looked dirty and dishevelled, although his suit was still torn, and she could see the wounds had healed just like he had said they would.

"Yeah thanks, MJ, but then I better get going".

"Huh?" MJ said and blushed, realising she'd been staring.

"I said I'd love some coffee, thanks, and then I better be going" he repeated, amused.

MJ realised he was smiling at her. Damn. "Uh, sure, no problem, but are you sure you're well enough yet?"

"Don't worry about me, MJ. I'll be fine. Thank you so much for putting me up last night, I don't know what I would have done otherwise." he said sincerely.

"Anything for my Superhero Stalker" she said playfully. He smiled at her briefly then came and sat down next to her.

"So... what happened?" MJ began. "I mean... the Goblin..." she trailed off uncertainly.

"He won't be bothering you again, so you don't need to worry about that." Spider-man said seriously.

She swallowed and nodded. "A police officer told me you'd been spotted out near an old warehouse, but later no one could find any trace that you'd been there. I was so worried", she finished quietly.

He placed a hand hesitantly over her own. "You needn't have been" he said softly, looking into her eyes.

A loud 'DING!' made them both jump, and they pulled reluctantly away.

"That's the coffee..." MJ said, feeling disappointed but trying not to show it, and went to fetch it.

End of part 3! Be warned, next chapter things get really fluffy and strange! Read at your own risk, lol. Please review and tell me what you thought of this chapter, I thought the stained couch thing was a little weird but it's important to the story, and the title. You'll see, ;)