Dy (no_savior) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2015-04-29 12:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | evey hammond, peter petrelli, zz:status complete |
Early Mourning [Evey]
It had happened in the night. Peter hadn't been sleeping, as usual, but he had been in bed, curled up with Leeloo, who was warm and peaceful in his arms. In die Festung, Peter had had magic to help him sleep, and on the savage world, he had been supplying energy to the TARDIS. Here in the City, he had neither as a way to drain his energy, and do sleep was all but unnecessary. The occasions when he did sleep were special nights with his beloved.
He hasn't been actively paying attention when it happened, but the sudden loss was in no way subtle. There weren't many things that could cut off a link so sharply, and there had been no steady building of walls for the younger Evey to have deliberately hidden behind. It was a sudden loss of sensation that Peter had only felt a handful of times before.
He went still, eyes wide, not wanting to wake the supreme being from her rest. Evey had been asleep, and then she was simply gone. He could sense the elder Evey still, faintly awake and reeling a bit from sudden new memories.
His touch was light enough that she probably didn't realize he had looked. She had other things occupying her attention. Peter withdrew from her mind, letting his thoughts turn inward.
Gone. Evey was gone. The young, vibrant woman that loved Aidan Waite without reservation, the Evey Hammond unburdened by the savagery of the dinosaur island, was gone. His best friend. And he, Peter Petrelli, had been completely powerless to prevent it.
Peter covered his face with one hand and wept silently.
Several hours later, when the sun had risen, Peter gave Evey a gentle nudge. He was going to take her out to breakfast. He gave her half an hour to get ready, showering and dressing, and then he was knocking at the door to John's apartment.