Peter's phone had drifted in and out of service on the drive back to New York City. Once he'd gotten there he was so focused on getting to the hospital to try and save Hiro that he didn't check his voicemail until after he realized the man had disappeared. He called it, checked it and discovered that Nathan had left him a voice mail that sent him ( Read more... )

Peter had dinner with Sasha and Henry then took the subway down to the bar around the corner from his old apartment building. He sat down at the bar where he could see the door and ordered a beer. This would be the first time he'd seen Nathan 'out in the real world' and he was a little anxious over it. Of course that could be the news Peter had to ( Read more... )

Peter had made the reservation for Nathan a few weeks in advance and the private room at his favorite Italian restaurant was ready when Peter and Sasha showed up. Nathan and Claire had not arrived yet but Peter was sure they'd be there soon. There was a small table set up for gifts for Nathan, as well as the cake Claire had baked for him. Peter set ( Read more... )

Peter knew he needed to let Nathan know what was going on and more than that, he wanted to hear his voice. He'd killed him in the future. He needed to know that hadn't affected the Nathan here, even though he knew it couldn't have ( Read more... )

Will was asleep and Peter was standing next to the window, looking out. He'd caught up on everything he needed to do and he wasn't in the mood to read. He fished his cellphone out of his pocket and dialed Nathan's number then waited for him to pick up.

Peter had spent the night in Malibu. He'd seen Sasha and Henry (the resident two year old, at least temporarily) off to Wolfram & Hart then he'd run along the beach . He'd taken off from the beach and landed on the rooftop of his apartment building in New York City. From there he'd gone down to his apartment. He unlocked it and walked inside to see ( Read more... )

This is a response and related to this post here. Which is related to the 'death' of john_ispyro Peter knew Sasha wasn’t really mad at him. She wasn’t even mad at Pyro. She was just hurt. Really, really hurt. And because he knew she was hurt, he was trying not to let the things she’d said to him bother him. She was turning to Nathan instead of him and he was ( Read more... )

It had been a couple of days since Peter had sent Sasha the flowers. He still didn't know how to contact Nathan or what to send him to let him know he was alive. It was too much to hope that Nathan had been awake enough to realize that Peter had been there, had helped heal him. Anything he sent to Nathan's house or office would be scrutinized and ( Read more... )

ooc: This is backdated to Monday morning because Peter wouldn't wait any longer to tell Nathan this in all reality. It referances rp found herePeter waited until mid morning to slip into Nathan's office and give him a review of his weekend with Sasha on the yacht. Mostly just because he wanted to give Nathan a chance to wake up and balance out his ( Read more... )

Peter glanced up at Nathan in his office and smirked. He stood up and walked past Sasha's desk. He hummed the theme of the Loveboat to her and made a face before going to Nathan's office and opening the door. He closed it behind him, got himself a cup of coffee and sat down in the chair in front of the desk ( Read more... )