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John's P.O.V.

I watched anxiously as she laid peacefully on the bed. Her rich complexion seemed to be losing color. She'd spent less than an hour with her father and she'd managed to pass out. Her hair looked messy, long spiral curls, draping over her shoulders. Her lips were now a deep shade of pink.

    I wish she'd wake up. I can't help but wander if this is my fault, I let her go in there. I shouldn't have let her go in there by herself. Wait i'm overreacting it's just a nose bleed and she fainted cause of dehydration or something. Right... right?

"Don't beat yourself up."

"Your awake."

"Where am I?"

"The hospital, you passed out."

She sat up and then she remembered something, I saw it, the slight shift in her expression. She smiled, trying to hide it.

"I'm fine, can we go?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

Her words were doused in doubt, she seemed unsure, or maybe worried, about something. Maybe her father? We snuck out of the hospital before any of the guests began to notice anything suspicious. The hospital is a complex place, the owner and the employees had some type of agreement with Charles, or more accurate his organization.

    However they didn't have any control over the patients. The hospital employees were not allowed to ask questions, they treated the agent and usually the agent disappeared after that, without a trace. We made it out of the hospital undetected and got into my car.

"Are we gonna go?"

"What happened with your father?"

Peony's P.O.V.

   Don't say anything, don't even open your mouth because if you do, you'll lie. I stayed quiet.

"Really Peony. You were fine one second and when I turned around you were on the floor. D-Did he hurt you?"

"No, at least not then."

"Peony?"

He placed his hand on my shoulder, and I flinched.

"Not in the car John, we'll talk. I promise."

I avoided eye contact as memories of Patrick came flooding back in. About five minutes into the drive I fell asleep. I dreamt of him, Patrick,  him abusing alcohol, my mother, and I. I felt his hands wrap around my throat, forcing my head into a tub of water. I could feel everything as though it was actually happening. My lungs filled with water. I could no longer breathe.

"Peony, WAKE UP!"

   My eyes shot open and I began coughing up water. I spit it out the window and was relieved when I could breathe again.

"Peony what happened to you."

"I don't know."

   Everything from my bra and up was drenched with water. My hair dripping wet and droplets of water scattered across my face. A part of me prayed that it was sweat, but I could taste the metal tint from the metal tub in my dream. John pulled into a parking lot.

"Out of the car, now!

   I got out of the car and followed John. I wasn't sure where he was going but I assumed it was somewhere the agency hadn't bugged. He went into what looked like a mall and then went into the mens restroom. Does he expect me to follow him? I heard a few bangs before he pulled me in with him.

"I've never been in the mens restroom before."

   Stalling. I was stalling. To sell the act I looked around the room in curiosity.

"Really."

"Never."

"Go head."

"What?"

"Explain what happened."

"I went into the room and sat down. He spoke first and when he realized who I was, I asked him why he tried to kill me. He said it was because I was his mistake and he was tring to erase his mistake. Then he grabbed my wrists and I had some very lucid and lifelike memories return to me. Things I think someone took from me, and I'm not sure how."

"How do you know you didn't just forget?"

"Because John, you don't forget being abused."

"Grace."

"Don't call me that."

It reminded me of Patrick.

"Okay... Peony are you alright?"

"I'm fine!"

A lie.

"Peony I don't mean to push, i'm just worried about you, you find out you were abused, then wake up coughing up water."

"I know it just feels like you're yelling at me and..."

   Tears started to form in my eyes and before I could stop them they began streaming down my cheeks. John wrapped his arms around me and I allowed myself to be vulnerable in front of him. No more filter, I can no longer choose which parts of me he sees, now he's officially seen all sides of me.

"In the car I had a nightmare, sort of. Patrick, he forced my head into a tub of water. I'm not sure if he was trying to drown me or... I don't know. As much as I don't want to, I have to talk to him about what's happening. I think he knows something.

"You can't go back in there!"

"I have to and we should go."

"Fine."

   We started back to the car and he'd placed his hand in mine. This hand holding is making my heart flutter, I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not... When we got to the car I released John's hand. Hey Peony what are you doing just get in the car!! I turned around to face John and he was closer than I expected.

"If you don't want this, stop me, now."

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A/N: What'd you think? Did you hate it, did you love it???? Let me know.

What do you think is going to happen next, and is it just me or would they be totally cute together. So any of you ship it??? If so do you have a ship name cause apparently i suck at these types of things.