Re: quicklog: mj & harry; her place
[She told the dispatcher on the phone her address and told them that the driver would get the address when he arrived. MJ hoped that the driver wouldn't ask too many questions. No matter what they were about to see could be, it wasn't going to be good that someone could pinpoint them. Could tell some curious people where she and Harry ended up. In the back of her head, a small voice knew that what she was doing was wrong. Not smart. But, she was weak for Harry, she always had been, and she knew that if she didn't go with him, he would do something more dangerous.
She stood with him to the side, her hand in his, and her free arm wrapped around his waist. The whisper in her ear had her pulling back to look at him. Her green eyes found his blues, and there was a moment out there in the cold air where her heart warmed her entire body. The beat caught in her throat, but before she could say anything, the car came. As they settled in the back of the car, she took his hand in between hers and scooted closer to him. Resting her head on his shoulder for a moment, thumb rubbing against the back of his hand.] I wouldn't let you do this alone. [And then before thinking, she pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. An affectionate thing, no real desire behind it, beyond trying to make him feel better. Flash was right; there was always something there for Harry and Mary Jane, in spite of everything.
The drive was quiet mostly, and it took a little over an hour to arrive at the spot the GPS had brought them too. Mary Jane didn't move at first, waiting for Harry in case he changed his mind.] You sure about this?