Peter Hale & Brooke Maddox
Peter looked up from his lunch and nodded, then shoved the chair across from him out with his foot. "I guess that's what it was. I really didn't get a chance to see before I was landing ass first in a pile of horse shit."
At least it hadn't been face first.
"Are you doing okay, or do you need some help with things?" Because he was more than willing to throw some people across a barn to keep the ones from his time safe.