Mary Jane called the Baxter building and, even though it was the middle of the night, Susan Richards took her call.
MJ had only been a superhero's wife for a couple of years. Sue had been balancing being the wife of one of the world's foremost scientists, the mother of three children with their own burgeoning abilities, and her own cosmic powers for years now. Even so, she was as down-to-Earth as any of MJ's other girlfriends, even if she was always extremely busy.
"I just put the kids back to bed," Sue said. "Reed's been in the lab all night, of course. I just wanted one night where I could read a book and soak my feet, but CNN keeps calling about the Pulitzer interview, and Ben and Johnny won't stop horsing around. It never ends around here, Mary Jane."
She told Sue about the dream.
"That's awful, babe. I'm so sorry. I think Reed would probably have dreams all the time, too. You know. If he ever slept."
"Did the cosmic rays make it so he never needs to sleep again?" MJ asked.
"Oh no, hon. He was always like that, ever since he was a little boy. Science is his first wife. I'm just the mistress." She laughed.
"I'm really worried about him, Sue. I can't help but think that Harry really is in one of those Hell dimensions somewhere, being tortured."
"Oh girl. I wouldn't even think that," Sue said. "We go to Hell dimensions all the time, but we never see anyone we know."
"So regular mortals don't go there?"
"Oh, they absolutely go there. They're all over the place. But they're just lost souls, Mary Jane. They probably don't even remember their past lives."
MJ was starting to get upset. "What you're telling me isn't making me feel better, Sue!"
"I know what you're going though, Mary Jane," she said patiently. "I really do. And honestly, if it were up to me, I would jump in the ship with you and we could go look for your friend right now. But I know what Reed will say." She did a very impressive, if not exactly flattering imitation of her scientist husband. "The universe, my dear, while seemingly chaotic, is structured with extreme precision in relation to all its forms and functions. Everything has its place and a place for everything. And science demands that we learn all we can about it, but reminds us how futile our attempts to change it really are."
Mary Jane was really starting to get angry. "That's such garbage, Sue!"
"I know!" Sue said, seemingly oblivious to the fact that MJ's anger was directed towards her. "That high and mighty jackass, acting like I don't know about the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle."
Mary Jane was at loss for words.
"Listen, babe, I've got to run. I need to start my Kree cucumber facial before the crème expires and we have to go offplanet to get more. I know 800 light years is a long way to go for skin crème, but if you saw my pores, you would understand. It's like magiiiic." She practically sang the word through the phone. "Call me tomorrow, girl. Love you!"
MJ heard the click of the line disconnecting and slammed her phone down.
