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Moving Forward - MJ

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MJ never believed in superstitions.

Why would stepping on a crack break her mother's back? So what if a black cat crossed the street in front of her? The number 13 was just another number to her. Yet, she somehow didn't want to admit how she's been feeling the past few days for fear that it might all tumble to hell.

The past weekend she had spent with Peter was undeniably pure bliss. While they had spent one night with their friends, the rest of their weekend consisted of cuddling while not really watching the tv. Just enjoying each other now that they no longer had to restrain themselves or feel pressure not to cross a certain line.

MJ found it hard to be emotionally available for just anybody, but Peter wasn't just anybody. Except for her father, Peter probably knew more about her than anybody else. It was riveting yet frightening to feel so sure about someone. MJ was always someone who trusted her gut instinct, but when it came to Peter and being vulnerable to someone for the very first time, MJ had no idea what to expect.

"Stop smiling!"

MJ jumped in the sturdy chair that sat in front of Jameson's desk. She had completely forgotten where she was so she straightened her back and cleared her throat. "I wasn't smiling."

"Like hell you weren't," Jameson barked as he huffed on a brown cigar from his lips.

"Is it such a crime?" MJ asked, rolling her eyes.

"In this building it is. Now, Lotrek," he looked down at the notes she had compiled for him, "What do you got?"

Nothing.

Apart from the interesting report she conjured up from her visit to Lotrek, MJ hadn't been able to find some kind of breakthrough. Lotrek was doing a damn good job keeping their secret locked up and away from curious eyes. Except, it's MJ's own curiosity that gave her the idea to get the facts in a way that Jameson would never approve.

"I have some fact checking left to do. Linda is coming back after lunch with some information that will definitely get me what I need to finally write this piece," MJ told Jameson.

Jameson's eyes snapped up to look at her. "Am I getting in trouble here?"

"No," MJ shook her head.

"I don't believe you," he replied, slamming her report down on his desk. He chewed on the end of his cigar. "I told you from the start that this was risky business. It's been weeks and you have nothing, Jones. It's over. Look for something else."

"I'm close, Jonah! Give me until the end of next week! When have I ever let you down?" She was on the edge of her seat. She expected for him to be frustrated with her but not enough for him to take this away from her.

"What else have you written, hmm? You know how sick I am of Hue trying to push his healthy column on the front page? You're investing too much on this when you can be giving me real news, Jones!" He lifted the report and threw it in front of her on the desk. "One week. If there's nothing, you drop it! Am I clear?"

MJ reached for her report and nodded, taking in a deep breath and letting it go slowly. She left Jameson's office and prayed as she walked back to her own office, that Linda was able to get what she went out for.

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