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Title: An Unexpected Guest, Part 3
Author: sinemoras09
Characters: Peter, Adam, Yaeko
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1,105
Spoilers: Season 2
Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Summary: Peter and Adam fight about Yaeko; Yaeko says she can help. AU.
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Peter tries. He closes his eyes and concentrates, sees if he can teleport back to the exact moment where he found her. He can't. He's too early; then he's too late. Peter hunches over, frustrated. "I could just take you back and drop you off, but if it's not exact, I could risk changing time," Peter says. He rubs his temple. "I just can't seem to get it right, though. Maybe if I concentrate harder....?"
It doesn't work. Peter spends the entire night bouncing back and forth between the present and the past, until finally his head splits and he's thrown in the middle of the worst headache of his life. Yaeko helps him limp back to his room; she helps him into bed and puts a cool cloth over his eyes.
The door opens, and Peter opens his eyes. His vision is blurry at first, but he squints, the image coming into focus: it's Adam, standing at the doorway.
"Are you all right?" Adam asks.
"Other than the migraine, I'm great," Peter says. He scoots himself up with difficulty, wincing slightly. "I don't think I can take Yaeko back. If I don't drop her off at the exact moment in time I found her, I could risk fracturing the timeline. None of this could exist if I mess that up."
Adam's face darkens; he moves and sits heavily on the bed.
"Do you think she's angry with me?" Adam asks.
"She was upset, yeah. But who wouldn't be? You said some pretty nasty things back there," Peter says.
"I just wanted her to be safe," Adam says. Peter nods.
"Yeah," Peter says. "I know."
They lapse into silence. Peter looks out the open window, watching the curtain move along the night breeze. He keeps thinking about the things that happened: the fights, the teleporting, Adam and Yaeko; Yaeko and Adam. And then something else....
Hiro.
"Oh my God, that's it," Peter says. "Of course! It's perfect, why didn't I think of it sooner?"
"What? What is it?" Adam asks. "Peter, for Chrissakes, what are you blathering on about?"
"I know a guy," Peter says. "He can travel through space and time. He's better at it than I am. If anyone can bring her back, it's him."
"That's bloody brilliant," Adam says. "All you have to do is take her to him, he can take her the rest of the way."
"Exactly!" Peter says. "Hiro's in Tokyo right now, all we need to do is get Yaeko to him--"
"Hiro?" Adam looks up, sharply. "Did you say his name was Hiro?"
"Yeah, Hiro Nakamura. He's Japanese, we wouldn't even need a translator," Peter says.
"Christ," Adam says. He looks like he's been punched in the stomach.
"Why? What is it? What's the matter?" Peter asks. Adam stands and moves by the window. His actions are jerky, erratic. He rushes around the room, panic in his eyes.
"We can't trust him, Peter," Adam says. "Hiro Nakamura is the son of Kaito Nakamura--the man who locked me up. His father helped create this virus, you really want us to waltz right in and introduce ourselves?"
"Hiro doesn't work for the Company, he wouldn't turn on us like that. He's a good guy," Peter says.
"And how can you be sure?" Adam asks. "The fate of the world hangs in the balance, and you're asking me to trust the son of the man who wanted to destroy it. Peter I'm sorry, but I cannot go along with this. We have too much at stake--"
The door opens. Peter and Adam look up, sees Yaeko standing at the door.
"Yaeko," Adam says. The color drains from his face. Yaeko glances at him, then looks at Peter.
"I do not wish to go back," Yaeko says. She glances again at Adam, then steps closer to Peter. "I want to help."
"This is preposterous," Adam says, and he moves to stand by the window.
Yaeko's eyes dim. She turns to Peter, her face catching the light.
"I do not wish to burden you," Yaeko says. "If it is my fate to be here, then I must accept it."
Peter looks back, sees Adam's reflection on the window.
"I can help you, Peter-sama," Yaeko says. "All I need is a sword."
*****
"Bloody woman. Who does she think she is? A bloody ninja?" Adam asks. "And even if she can swing a sword, what good will it do if she gets infected? Nothing! That's what," Adam says. "Peter this is your fault. You're the one responsible. And if you bloody know what's good for you, you'll stop my ability right now so I can have a drink, you hear me? Christ. What a fucking mess."
Peter says nothing. He leans into the corner of the kitchen counter, watching Adam wring his hands. There are dark circles under Adam's eyes and his face is drawn, and under the light from the naked bulb he looks older somehow, more haggard. Adam tosses back a shot, then another. Finally Adam stands, looks Peter in the eye.
"If the virus breaks loose, you and I should be able to survive," Adam says. Peter spreads his hands.
"I guess," Peter says. "But it also takes away abilities, so maybe not."
Adam starts to pace. "No, no, no, we should be able to survive," Adam says. "We heal. That's what we do. We should be able to survive...."
"You really think we won't be able to stop it in time," Peter says.
"Christ, Peter, I don't know," Adam says. "All I know is, Yaeko doesn't have an ability, and if she gets infected--"
"Then we give her some of your blood and hope for the best," Peter says. He pulls a chair out from the table and sits. "She'll be okay," Peter says. "We can stop it, I know it."
Adam sags, visibly. He pulls out a chair and sits down next to him.
"If she dies, I'll have you know I'll chop your head off myself," Adam says.
"I got that," Peter says. He stands and waits for Yaeko outside.
*****
It's nighttime. Peter and Yaeko walk outside the museum, circling the building, slowly. It had rained earlier, and the pavement is damp; Yaeko's heels clack against the brick road as they walk. "You ready?" Peter asks.
Yaeko nods. "Yes," she says. Peter takes her hand and closes his eyes.
The puddles ripple as they teleport in.
*****
Peter opens the door to their room, sees Adam still sitting at the table. He walks up to Adam and sets the sword in front of him.
"We got two," Peter says. "It was Yaeko's idea."
Peter watches as Adam picks up the sword; his eyes are dim as he traces the blade with the tips of his fingers.
Part 4
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Author: sinemoras09
Characters: Peter, Adam, Yaeko
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1,105
Spoilers: Season 2
Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Summary: Peter and Adam fight about Yaeko; Yaeko says she can help. AU.
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Peter tries. He closes his eyes and concentrates, sees if he can teleport back to the exact moment where he found her. He can't. He's too early; then he's too late. Peter hunches over, frustrated. "I could just take you back and drop you off, but if it's not exact, I could risk changing time," Peter says. He rubs his temple. "I just can't seem to get it right, though. Maybe if I concentrate harder....?"
It doesn't work. Peter spends the entire night bouncing back and forth between the present and the past, until finally his head splits and he's thrown in the middle of the worst headache of his life. Yaeko helps him limp back to his room; she helps him into bed and puts a cool cloth over his eyes.
The door opens, and Peter opens his eyes. His vision is blurry at first, but he squints, the image coming into focus: it's Adam, standing at the doorway.
"Are you all right?" Adam asks.
"Other than the migraine, I'm great," Peter says. He scoots himself up with difficulty, wincing slightly. "I don't think I can take Yaeko back. If I don't drop her off at the exact moment in time I found her, I could risk fracturing the timeline. None of this could exist if I mess that up."
Adam's face darkens; he moves and sits heavily on the bed.
"Do you think she's angry with me?" Adam asks.
"She was upset, yeah. But who wouldn't be? You said some pretty nasty things back there," Peter says.
"I just wanted her to be safe," Adam says. Peter nods.
"Yeah," Peter says. "I know."
They lapse into silence. Peter looks out the open window, watching the curtain move along the night breeze. He keeps thinking about the things that happened: the fights, the teleporting, Adam and Yaeko; Yaeko and Adam. And then something else....
Hiro.
"Oh my God, that's it," Peter says. "Of course! It's perfect, why didn't I think of it sooner?"
"What? What is it?" Adam asks. "Peter, for Chrissakes, what are you blathering on about?"
"I know a guy," Peter says. "He can travel through space and time. He's better at it than I am. If anyone can bring her back, it's him."
"That's bloody brilliant," Adam says. "All you have to do is take her to him, he can take her the rest of the way."
"Exactly!" Peter says. "Hiro's in Tokyo right now, all we need to do is get Yaeko to him--"
"Hiro?" Adam looks up, sharply. "Did you say his name was Hiro?"
"Yeah, Hiro Nakamura. He's Japanese, we wouldn't even need a translator," Peter says.
"Christ," Adam says. He looks like he's been punched in the stomach.
"Why? What is it? What's the matter?" Peter asks. Adam stands and moves by the window. His actions are jerky, erratic. He rushes around the room, panic in his eyes.
"We can't trust him, Peter," Adam says. "Hiro Nakamura is the son of Kaito Nakamura--the man who locked me up. His father helped create this virus, you really want us to waltz right in and introduce ourselves?"
"Hiro doesn't work for the Company, he wouldn't turn on us like that. He's a good guy," Peter says.
"And how can you be sure?" Adam asks. "The fate of the world hangs in the balance, and you're asking me to trust the son of the man who wanted to destroy it. Peter I'm sorry, but I cannot go along with this. We have too much at stake--"
The door opens. Peter and Adam look up, sees Yaeko standing at the door.
"Yaeko," Adam says. The color drains from his face. Yaeko glances at him, then looks at Peter.
"I do not wish to go back," Yaeko says. She glances again at Adam, then steps closer to Peter. "I want to help."
"This is preposterous," Adam says, and he moves to stand by the window.
Yaeko's eyes dim. She turns to Peter, her face catching the light.
"I do not wish to burden you," Yaeko says. "If it is my fate to be here, then I must accept it."
Peter looks back, sees Adam's reflection on the window.
"I can help you, Peter-sama," Yaeko says. "All I need is a sword."
*****
"Bloody woman. Who does she think she is? A bloody ninja?" Adam asks. "And even if she can swing a sword, what good will it do if she gets infected? Nothing! That's what," Adam says. "Peter this is your fault. You're the one responsible. And if you bloody know what's good for you, you'll stop my ability right now so I can have a drink, you hear me? Christ. What a fucking mess."
Peter says nothing. He leans into the corner of the kitchen counter, watching Adam wring his hands. There are dark circles under Adam's eyes and his face is drawn, and under the light from the naked bulb he looks older somehow, more haggard. Adam tosses back a shot, then another. Finally Adam stands, looks Peter in the eye.
"If the virus breaks loose, you and I should be able to survive," Adam says. Peter spreads his hands.
"I guess," Peter says. "But it also takes away abilities, so maybe not."
Adam starts to pace. "No, no, no, we should be able to survive," Adam says. "We heal. That's what we do. We should be able to survive...."
"You really think we won't be able to stop it in time," Peter says.
"Christ, Peter, I don't know," Adam says. "All I know is, Yaeko doesn't have an ability, and if she gets infected--"
"Then we give her some of your blood and hope for the best," Peter says. He pulls a chair out from the table and sits. "She'll be okay," Peter says. "We can stop it, I know it."
Adam sags, visibly. He pulls out a chair and sits down next to him.
"If she dies, I'll have you know I'll chop your head off myself," Adam says.
"I got that," Peter says. He stands and waits for Yaeko outside.
*****
It's nighttime. Peter and Yaeko walk outside the museum, circling the building, slowly. It had rained earlier, and the pavement is damp; Yaeko's heels clack against the brick road as they walk. "You ready?" Peter asks.
Yaeko nods. "Yes," she says. Peter takes her hand and closes his eyes.
The puddles ripple as they teleport in.
*****
Peter opens the door to their room, sees Adam still sitting at the table. He walks up to Adam and sets the sword in front of him.
"We got two," Peter says. "It was Yaeko's idea."
Peter watches as Adam picks up the sword; his eyes are dim as he traces the blade with the tips of his fingers.
Part 4
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