Little Touch of Heaven

15

Even though Peter was finally back, MJ's habits didn't change. It wasn't like Peter lived with her to watch her clean herself, eat, and drink water properly. She hardly got to see Peter, and if she did, he was preoccupied, working with Scott, Bruce, and Tony on their "time heist". He hardly even had time for MJ.

Once, she was sitting in a meeting, in her pajamas, hair ruffled, because it was 3 fReAkInG am. Everyone else looked grumpy, but Tony and Peter looked elated.

"Okaaaaaayyy! We figured out Pym particles, and think it will finally work! We could beat Thanos, but in the past. We have teams set up. We'll have Nat and MJ head to Vormir, to get the Soul Stone. Steve, Scott, and I," Tony began, "Will be in New York, for the Tessaract. Bruce's job is to get to the Ancient One for the time stone. Thor and Rocket will head to Asgard to retrieve, the Aether." Tony sighed, "He insists I not call it a stone."

"Aaand, finally, Nebula, Rhodey, and I will head to Morag for the Power Stone." Peter finished excitedly. MJ yawned. Everyone looked at her.

"Wait. NOW?" she asked, shooting upward.

"Yeah, there's no time to waste. This took a full two months. We're losing more time." 

MJ yawned again, but stood up, and Nebula gave her look full of sadness, and MJ didn't understand. MJ was handed a red and white bunch of cloth, so she went into an empty room and stripped, quickly putting on the suit. She pulled her hair into two braids and stepped into the boots. She supersped back into the huge, well-lit room, and arrived second, only to Bruce, who had been ready since before the meeting began. She took a few deep breathes as he handed her the small vials. 

Soon, everyone trickled in, and all the windows were blocked off, and everything was dark, until a huge light above them turned on.

"We owe this to everyone who isn't in this room. I'll see you in a minute." Nat said, looking at everyone, and giving the smallest of smiles.

MJ pecked Peter on the cheek one last time, and then, everyone was sucked into the Quantum realm. Then, immediately, they were standing back on the platform. It hadn't worked. Not at all. Bruce tried again and again, but nothing happened.

MJ sighed, and a tear fell down her face.

(watch out, this is now in 3rd person future oop)

The next machine like this would come back around in five years. MJ didn't know this. MJ would just age, into the end of her senior year. Then, all of a sudden, on April 27, 2023, her phone would ring. This caller ID would be Natasha Romanoff. MJ would rush out of the school, and find herself face-to-face with her long-standing boyfriend, Peter Parker.

"MJ!" Peter would call, "You aren't going to Vormir."

"Peter, I've had this team and job assigned for four years!" MJ would answer.

"You know what happens on Vormir, and I'm NOT letting you go!"

"Listen, Peter, I would be responsible for any death if I DIDN'T go. This is my choice." MJ would finish, and then she would be closer to Peter as they would suit quickly make their way to the compound.

"I'll reveal you identity. I really will." Peter will say in a low, threatening voice, but MJ would be able to tell he was trying not to cry.

"I'm going! I'll feel guilty." 

"I'm going to reveal your identity when you get back! I swear to god, this is the dumbest thing besides not eating you have ever done!" Peter would yell as soon as they would touch down outside the compound.

"You know what, Peter. I think we need a break!" MJ would shout back, and then superspeed away, and will find her suit from all those years ago. She would make her way back into the same empty room. She would dress the same way she had, getting the suit on, braiding her hair, and arriving second after Bruce.