Ask And You Shall Receive (Closed to Emma)

Liz felt awkward about asking Emma to read for her. It wasn't the act of reading so much as asking it of someone she spoke to casually while at work since Emma was often in the kitchen while Liz was serving. Truth me told, Liz liked Emma a lot, but she thought Emma was miles away more mature than her.

Still, she was thankful when the girl offered to give her a reading. As Liz sat at the table in the cafe and waited patiently. Beside Liz was a small bag. A thank you gift because it felt awkward to ask something of Emma without giving something in return.

She knew Maria would be beyond jealous - Maria always liked this sort of thing. Liz had thought about what she wanted to find out long and hard, but it had been made even clearer after Tuesday and the talk she had with Peter.

Be Careful What You Ask For (Closed to Peter)

Liz walked numbly through the Inn after having spoken with Emma. It was as if her body were on autopilot as her mind couldn't really focus or process anything directly. What it all meant, how she felt, if she was around to see it happen - these questions were like vague fog in her mind that she couldn't quite grasp.

She thought, ever so briefly, that she might find herself in front of Kitty or Piotr's door, but it was Peter's door she came to a stop at. Liz swayed a little as she stood there, staring blankly at the door. She did that for a good five minutes before she was able to will herself to lift her hand and knock. It was a quiet two rap knock.

When the door opened, when she lay eyes on Peter, the numbness seemed to ebb a little. She stared at him silently, then slowly her face began to twist and contort as anguish spread through her features. She didn't move an inch except for her face. Everything suddenly felt intense and Liz stood there, stiff, and started to cry unabashedly. Cried with every fiber of her being.