Ties
Date: Late Fall/Early Winter 2005
Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Peter Petrelli
Summary: Its hard to smile and nod when your world is shattered. Sometimes its also hard to dial the right number.
Status: In progress
Private, as its a phonecall
She sat on the floor, not far from where she had fallen when they had flung her off of her brother's form. Her hands still felt his skin under them. The white couch next to her bore stains that would never go away. She would never want them to fade.
Empty eyes gazed at a plain white wall without thought. Pietro was going to paint them something gaudy. Right before they had been caught up in this...right after his courier job he was going to paint them.
She was crying again. She didn't care.
Her face fell to the black phone twisting in her hands.
When had she picked it up and dialed it? She couldn't remember.
She lifted the phone to her ear automatically when she heard someone pick up on the other side, and forced herself to speak.
"Mister Petrelli?"
Her voice was flat and cold.
Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Peter Petrelli
Summary: Its hard to smile and nod when your world is shattered. Sometimes its also hard to dial the right number.
Status: In progress
Private, as its a phonecall
She sat on the floor, not far from where she had fallen when they had flung her off of her brother's form. Her hands still felt his skin under them. The white couch next to her bore stains that would never go away. She would never want them to fade.
Empty eyes gazed at a plain white wall without thought. Pietro was going to paint them something gaudy. Right before they had been caught up in this...right after his courier job he was going to paint them.
She was crying again. She didn't care.
Her face fell to the black phone twisting in her hands.
When had she picked it up and dialed it? She couldn't remember.
She lifted the phone to her ear automatically when she heard someone pick up on the other side, and forced herself to speak.
"Mister Petrelli?"
Her voice was flat and cold.