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Chapter 5: To the Future

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The next morning, after the news had finally sunken in, Peter sat himself in the driver's seat of their car, next to a jittery MJ.

"Ready?" He asked, a small grin pulling at his lips. MJ bit her lip with a small laugh.

"Well, I thought you would be more nervous then me, but… I guess so. As ready as I'll ever be, anyway." Mary Jane rubbed her hands on her thighs.

"Let's go then, before you change your mind." Peter put the car into gear.

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DING! DONG!

A lovely, old fashioned chime sounded as Peter pressed the small button outside his Aunt's home. It was a quiet doorbell, but it was very pretty. For a doorbell, that is.

When the elderly woman answered the door, delight was written all over her face.

"Peter! Mary Jane! Oh, it's good to see you two!" As her fragile arms brought them together for a family group hug, Peter and his wife both smiled and greeted her.

"I haven't seen you both here together in over a month! Please, come in and have a seat." As the couple followed May in, Peter started to seem more nervous. Seating himself on an old, well preserved floral couch, Peter glanced at MJ before speaking.

"Aunt May… You know when I was here a few days ago?"

"Of course dear." May said happily.

"And, you know when you told me that you thought something might be bothering MJ?" Peter asked. He and MJ had talked about this already that morning. May remembered immediately, and her mood dropped a knock.

"Oh, yes… How are you, Mary Jane?" May looked at MJ, concerned.

"Oh, I'm great. But I… Eh… There was something that was bothering me." She started.

"Oh? Is- Is something wrong?" May put down the small cup of tea she had been sipping at. MJ, still not exactly sure how to continue, shook her head.

"Oh no, nothing's wrong…" She searched for the right words. She was ringing out her hands again. Peter picked up for her.

"Aunt May, are you alright with being called 'Grandma'?" Peter asked, a small smile decorating his features. May stared at him for a moment, and soon covered a surprised mouth with her thin hand.

"What?" May looked from Peter to Mary Jane, then back. MJ could no longer contain her smile.

"Aunt May, I'm pregnant." MJ explained. Peter was also smiling sweetly, looking at his Aunt.

"Oh my goodness!" May exclaimed, now covering her mouth with both hands. When she brought them down to her lap, she was smiling largely, thin wrinkles outlining her angular face. She then got up and gave them both a large hug, holding on to her nephew a second or two longer. "Oh, how wonderful! Oh my goodness… I can't believe it!" She looked happily at Mary Jane, and then looked over at Peter. "I told you, a woman's intuition, dear." Peter snorted. Aunt May was always right.

After calming down a bit, the three of them sat down, and May leaned forward in her seat.

"So," she prompted, "How long have you known?" She asked, her eyes alight. Peter looked at MJ as he spoke.

"Well, I only found out yesterday… MJ?" MJ blushed slightly.

"Well, I've known for about two weeks." She said, "Though believe me, it wasn't easy trying to keep it in. Or let it out." This gathered a laugh from the other two.

After nearly an hour of talking, May sighed.

"Well, I am very glad for the both of you." She looked at Peter, then down at a picture on the coffee table. "Ben would have been very proud." She whispered, a small, fond smile appearing on her face as she studied the still frame of her late husband. Peter lowered his head, nodding. He missed his uncle so much… He just wished he could be telling him too, that there would be a new addition to the small Parker family.

MJ laid a hand on Peter's shoulder. She knew that even the mention of his uncle sent him into emotional turmoil. Part of him scolded him for what he did, part of him missed him and grieved him, and part of him looked forward to the day that they would meet again.

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After spending the majority of their day at May's house, Peter and Mary Jane both welcomed the soft springiness of their bed when they collapsed at around eleven o' clock.

"So… I guess once I call mom, we'll have our list of announcements checked off, huh?" MJ asked, eyes closed.

"Mmmm."

"Pete?" MJ opened her eyes. Peter's remained shut.

"Hmmm?"

"What are we going to name him or her?" MJ's hand went to her stomach, her smile distant. Peter's brow furrowed as he propped himself up on one elbow.

"Isn't it a little early for naming?" He asked, raising a curious brow at her.

"Oh, is there a set time?"

"Well, I guess not, but…"

"I rest my case. Now." She said, also propping herself up so that they could talk face-to-face. "What do you think?"

"I don't know…" Peter scanned the room slowly, thinking. "I haven't really thought about it. You?" He asked, looking back to his wife.

"Well," she started. Obviously, she had thought about it. "I've always liked the name Melody Grace for a girl. She said, smiling dreamily again. Peter had never seen her do that so frequently. Choosing not to comment on it, he smiled as he spoke.

"Melody Grace Parker… That has a certain ring to it. I like it."

"Oh, good! Now… I think it's only fair that you get to choose a boy's name." MJ looked expectantly at him. Peter looked solemn as he answered.

"Ben." He smiled softly, almost undetectably as MJ put her hand on his arm. Of course. They could have another Ben Parker in the house. Mary Jane's hopes changed form having a girl to having a boy. It would make Peter happy.

"Ben… Of course. But, Ben what?" she asked. Peter's brow furrowed

"Well… If anything, not James." Peter thought of JJJ, trying to picture him as a baby. No, a gray haired, cigar smoking, large-lunged baby did not draw the best thoughts to mind. "Isaac, maybe?" MJ tilted her head, readjusting her arm on the pillow.

"Benjamin Isaac Parker... You trying to make a cross between Ben Franklin and Sir Isaac Newton, Pete?" MJ asked, noticing the names.

"Well, if you don't like that, there's always,"

"No, I didn't say I didn't like it." MJ interrupted, "I think it would be perfect." She leaned forward to give her husband a kiss. "Because both of his namesakes and his father are geniuses." Peter smiled.

"Alright," He said, the word ending in a yawn. "If that is settled, I think I might like to sleep." MJ nodded. The names may change in the future, but right now, it was perfect. Everything was perfect…

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