Claire didn’t have time to think about how guilty she felt for not knowing something was wrong before. He needed her, that was the thought that was driving her right now. Peter was in danger. She didn’t know exactly what kind, but if it was besting Peter…it had to be bad. That worried her a little, but she couldn’t think of herself right now. Peter told her he wouldn’t let anything happen to her, and she couldn’t let anything happen to him either.
She kept running as fast as she could. She didn’t care how much it hurt or how exhausted she was getting…she just kept running.
She heard his thought, she was getting closer. She could feel it. She was going to make it, she had to. She just kept going. She’d be there soon, and he would be okay. He had to be okay.