Aftermath (Peter)

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She had been told to rest, and so she did, but she couldn't fall asleep. There were too many thoughts. Too much guilt. She felt stupid and silly - so she finally got up. She messaged Peter that she would like to see him and then she found herself pulling out her Crashdown uniform.

She pulled on the uniform and looked in the mirror. She even put on the headband with bobbing alien attenas.

This was who she was. Liz Parker. She should probably just stop fooling herself.

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She pressed her lips together and searched his eyes with a serious and imploring look. "Only if you're sure. Only if your comfortable." Because if he just did it because she wanted to, but felt uncomfortable, then it would be like them doing something in bed and only one of them truly consenting. It wouldn't sit well with her.

Liz paused and looked off to the side. She felt a little bit ashamed. "What I'm trying to say... I don't think I can jump without you..." Literally and metaphorically.

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"Liz," he says, and he waits for her to make eye contact with him before he continues. "I really don't think that you need me to do it. You just -- you need a reason to do it."

Peter steps to the cliff's edge, and looks over at her.

"I'm going to be waiting for you at the bottom, okay?"

And then he jumps.

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Before she could protest anything, Peter jumped and she watched with wide-eyed amazement when he did. She followed him to the edge, quicker than maybe she should have with her foot in said condition, and watched as he plunged into 40 feet into the water. She felt her chest seize.

She should jump. She should be there at the bottom when he emerges. But she couldn't do anything but look down at the water that still seemed so impossibly far down.

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Peter does not immediately resurface.

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"P-Peter?!" Even though she knew he probably couldn't hear her under water that far away, his name left her mouth urgently. What if she miscalculated? What if the water wasn't as deep as she estimated? What if something happened?

"Peter?" She felt her chest tighten and a sudden wave of nausea. Liz didn't care - if Peter needed help...

"Peter!" It came out as a scream and while Liz jumped in after him, unbeknownst to her, a wave spread out and the bicycle several feet away went flying further down the cliff as if hit by a strong gust of wind.

When she hit the water, her eyes opened almost immediately, trying to find Peter, worried he was floating and drowning or something. Liz felt panicked.

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And he's there in an instant, his hands are on her waist, and he's kicking his legs so they carry them both to the surface.

When they finally do, he takes in a few big breaths of air. Unlike Alec, he couldn't hold his breath for long periods of time.

But then, his lips pull themselves into a smile. He pushes a few west strands out of her hair.

"You did it," he tells her.

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Liz also has to gasp for air, but while Peter was smiling, Liz felt the surge of tears. She shook a little, still feeling the panic. "I thought you were... I thought you were..." Her lips quivered and she reached out and hugged him tightly like he might disappear - and for a moment forgot she had to tread water before she started again.

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"I'm okay, Liz," he says, and suddenly he feels a surge of guilt for having done it without her. Peter hugs her back, holding her, so even when she forgets to tread water, he's still there, holding her up.

"Sorry," he tells her.

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She shook her head at his apology. He was, as usual, warmer than the water.

"It's okay. It's fine. I'm just glad-" he wasn't dead. Even when she pulled back, her grip on him was tight like he'd suddenly disappear. "I'm glad we jumped." That wasn't what she meant, but that was what she said.


Later, she'd realize that this was how it was going to be - that Peter was always going to be the first to jump. That was who he was and it was part of why she loved him so much.

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Peter pulls her tighter.

"It was a little scary, though," Peter admits. He may have plummeted into a large body of water before, but it wasn't ever something he was eager to do.

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The adrenaline pumping from the jump and from initially thinking he was hurt was still coarsing through her causing her heart to race. She closed her eyes for a moment and told herself she needed to calm down.

"I'm sorry." She pressed her face against his wet neck, the ocean water occasionally lapping up around her.

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Peter places one of his hands on the back of her head, his fingers tangled with her wet hair.

"What are you apologizing for?" he asks. "There's plenty of things out there that are scary, but... you still need to do them sometimes."

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Liz wasn't actually sure what the apology was for - and she knew she did it a lot. Maybe it was for making them jump or for freaking out. Maybe it was because it was scary or maybe it was because she was crying. She didn't actually know, but she did know the clarity she thought she'd feel and the safety she'd feel after, weren't there.

"You must think I'm crazy." She murmured it into his neck, paused, then pulled back.

"We should, um... swim back to the beach." Which was thankfully in view, but would still be a little bit of a swim.

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"I don't," Peter says, and when she pulls back, he takes the opportunity to give her a kiss. For one brief moment, he remembers the last time they were both in the water together, and what happened then, and promptly withdraws.

"Yeah," he agrees. "You think you're going to be okay to swim with your leg?"

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She nodded, feeling the warmth of his lips linger on her mouth. When they first met, she had initiated a lot of the kissing and now it seemed to come so easily to both of them.

"I think so. " Kash would probably still be upset with her. "As long as I don't flex or bend my foot too much." She was just going to be slower than normal.

Thankfully she had changed from her uniform into jean shorts and a tank top otherwise she would have a harder timd with what was basically a dress.

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"Okay," Peter says, trying to sound more certain than he feels. He really is worried that she's not going to be able to make it to the beach.

"Just... let me know if you need any help."

He's going to trust her on this one. He can't always be worried that Liz isn't going to tell her what she needs. He has to let her do things by herself without him.

And maybe that's why he found it so easy to jump off without her. He did really want her to know that she could do it without him. That she didn't need him, even when she thought she did.

A part of him wondered if he was somehow responsible for some of that.

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Liz started to swim to the beach. It was slow going, but Liz was able to swim towards the beach. Thankfully the tide seemed to becoming in so she at least had that going for her. Still, she was noticeably hindered and by the time she made it to the shallow part, she was out of breath and her breathing was laboured.

She stopped on the sand while on all fours and tried to catch her breath while the waves occasionally came in to crash around her.

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Peter offers her a hand up, then looks up at the cliff. It really was a long fall and it was probably going to be a long climb back up.

Peter crouches down for Liz to climb on. "Come on," he says. "I'll take you back up."

They'd need the bike to get back to the Inn.

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The bike was thankfully further down the cliff but it would still be a hike. Liz looked as if for a moment she was going to decline and try to walk herself, but she was already tired and she knew she wouldn't make it up the cliff.

She slowly got to her feet and climbed on his back. She felt the need to apologise, but thought Peter would get upset if she did, so she bit her lip.

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Now... is probably a good time to talk to Liz about everything.

"Do you still want to train with Quill?" Peter asks, shifting Liz on his shoulders. He's able to carry her easily; he just wants to make sure that it's comfortable for the both of them.

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Her arms wrapped around his neck as she held onto him. Despite both of them being wet now, he still felt warm. At the question, she went silent as she thought.

"Did he say something?" Did she want to? She wasn't sure. She felt like she was maybe she had to, though.

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Peter doesn't want to lie about this. Or lie to Liz ever.

"Yeah, we talked about it," he says. "We kinda had to." They hadn't exactly split on the most amendable of terms and Peter always wanted to talk things as soon as he could after a fight. Quill just happened to be easier to find after a fight than Alec.

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She tried to picture what they talked about. She remembered a little bit of what Peter had said to Quill when she was out of the rubble.

"Is he angry?" She paused. "Are you guys okay?" She knew Peter really liked him.

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"Yeah," Peter says, reassuringly. "We're okay. He's not angry, either."

It was clear to him that Quill felt pretty bad about it. Even if Peter wanted to be angry at him still, he's not sure he could be.

"He just..."

This was going to be tough.

"...isn't sure that you're ready for combat."

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Her arms around him tensed a little while tightening a bit too. She was glad she didn't have to look at Peter at that moment. She knew she had let him down.

"I don't... I don't want to kill anyone." She sounded apologetic as she said it.