Meet the Parents - for @teenpeter (twitter 'verse)

[phasing_cat]

Kitty paced nervous in her room while she waited for Peter to arrive.  She could hear the football game on the tv in the living room, and the sounds of her foster father cheering along.  She'd though about offering to help her foster mom, Carol, make dinner, but had realized that not only did she not know how to cook anything, but she was so nervous she was likely to drop anything she picked up.

"I've got it!" she shouted when the doorbell rang.  Her heart was racing and her hands were shaking when she opened the door.  She tried to smile, reminding herself he was probably even more nervous than she was.

"Hi."

 

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[teenpeter.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure they do care about you on some level." I raise my eyes as she packs. "We're going to make a night of this? Okay. Just tell me you're not thinking of running away just yet."

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

"They care about the check they get from the State for keeping me, that's all."

She stopped and sat down on the floor, backpack in her hands, head bowed and eyes closed. She wished more than anything that her life was easier. She wished that she had a different ability, one that would allow her to make her life however she wanted and with whoever she wanted.

"I'm not running away, not for good. Just for tonight." She opened her eyes and looked at him "Please say you'll come with me."

[teenpeter.livejournal.com]

He kneels down next to her, placing his hands on hers.

"Of course I'll come with you. I love you."

Peter caressed her face. He hated to see her hurting so much.

"I'll do whatever you want, babe. I'll runaway for good with you, if that's what you really want."

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't ask you to do that. Don't throw your life away for me. You have a family and friends and a future. No, we're not running away. I won't let you."

She leaned into his touch, then took his hand and stood.

"Let's go. I don't care where, your house or our place, I just want to go."

[teenpeter.livejournal.com]

"That stuff doesn't matter to me. The only thing that matters is you."

He smiles at her and nods. "Okay, lets go to our place. We can at least have some privacy there."

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

She smiles and touches his cheek before zipping up her bag.

"That's what I was thinking too. Let's go."

[teenpeter.livejournal.com]

He smiled back at her. "We walking out the front door or phasing out the back?" He would love to see their faces as they walk right past them.

[phasing-cat.livejournal.com]

"Front door. I don't want them calling the cops because we disappeared. This way we'll tell them we're leaving, and that I'll be back tomorrow, and they can just deal with it."

She stood and slung her backpack over her shoulders. "Thank you. It's been a long time since I've had someone I could depend on."