Peter had been busy confirming reservations for his anniversary the next day when Thomas pranced in his front door. Peter held his finger up to his best friend who mimed locking his lips and throwing away the key. "Seven thirty? Okay, thank you very much. Yes, we'll see you then." Peter hung up the phone and then he smiled. "They had to ( Read more... )

Anna had her hands wrapped around the cold chains of the swing she was sitting dejectedly on. She had the toe of one of her shoes dug into the dirt beneath the swing and she was using that foot to push her slowly back and forth, back and forth. The wind had come up slightly and the sky was darkening, but Anna didn't want to go inside. Not yet.

( Oh, teenagers )

The rescue mission to save those Dead Meat prisoners from the clutches of the Templar hadn't exactly gone as planned. Not only had they been too late to save six of the seventeen prisoners, but the Glasgow Templar stronghold had turned out to be better guarded than they had anticipated. And even though Gavin had given them a correct layout of the ( Read more... )

When Gavin had received the call from Peter Kemp, it immediately put him on edge. Peter hardly ever called unless something bad was happening. The guy was Gavin's hero and Peter knew that. They lived next door and if Peter wanted to spend time with him he simply came over. Calling meant trouble.

( Pull me back in )

It wasn't often Peter actually took a planned lunch break. Planning things at the hospital was an exercise in futility. Inevitably Connie would consider it a good idea to run streaking past Bentley who would end up with a terrible nosebleed, or Paige would levitate something into someone's path and trip them, or someone would have a vision of ( Read more... )

Razvan strode into Peter's office without knocking. The man had once been an angel. In Razvan's mind, he could sense Razvan's demonic presence approaching and that meant knocking was irrelevant. He found Peter behind the desk, looking up at the door with a slightly exasperated look on his face ( Read more... )

This should be backdated a bit but I don't know how much!

As much as Peter hated flying, he loved going to the airport when it meant picking up someone he loved. His family was returning from their vacation in Spain and Peter could barely keep still while he waited in the international arrivals lounge of Heathrow airport.

( Family )

Backdated to after thisDeirdre had awakened before the rest of the house as usual. Ever since Jude moved out, she tended to spend her mornings alone if her twins were gone, and they were with their father ( Read more... )

It was a rare occasion at the Kemp house. It was quiet.

( D'awww )

Phone calls at two thirty in the morning were not unknown to Peter Kemp. They were rarely good news, however, and usually they involved someone needing to be saved from some kind of supernatural calamity. When Peter sleepily answered his phone, he did not expect his best friend to sound cheerful as he said, "Peter!"

( D'awwww )