Case Closed

Beginnings (5)

(part 2)

"Medicine first."

"Uh, um um."

I said shaking my head and crossing my hands over my chest. What did I do to deserve this punishment?

"Meds first."

"Uh, drugs are bad for you."

"That's only true for powder drugs, liquid drugs are imperative to any living being."

"I don't think, no, I know I can live without them. I can show if you want, in fact i'll even bet you... my life."

John squinted his eyes slightly and gave me a confused look. With that expression you would assume I just told him I was an alien with 15 kids. Not that it would really change anything between us, but I just smiled.

"Can you just take the medicine."

My smile dropped to a frawn and John began to pour the medicine. I proceeded to plug my nose. I always do this, and it never works. I stared at the medicine cups... I swear this has to be one of the most dramatic moments of my life. One, two, three! Okay now this time for reals, one, two. I looked over at John his arms were crossed he wasn't angry, just fascinated. I threw the medicine into my mouth and swallowed quickly.

Then I ran out of the room and into the batheroom to brush my teeth. Where did all this energy come from. I gargoyled with mouthwash until I could no longer taste the artificial cherry lingering on my tongue. A wave of dizziness washed over me, I tried to grab the sick but knocked down the mouthwash instead. Both the mouth wash and I fell to the floor. There was a knock on the door.

"Descent?"

"De-scent."

No doubt it was Kevin.

"Are you okay, I was walking past and I heard a something fall."

"Fine, just a little dizzy."

Kevin helped me up from the floor his arm wrapping around my waist. There was something about Kevin that made me feel like I should know him better, like we'd met before. He seemed so familiar.

"You're hot."

"Fever."

"Do you need some help getting back to your room."

"Please."

We started towards my room. I wondered how the world hadn't corrupted him, and I was thankful for it. Although it made me wonder if people like him were stronger than my father, what had Patrick experienced to make him the way he is.

"So, how's the search for your bio-mom going?"

My voice was tiered and strained.

"Uh-I found her actually but, we'll talk later when you're feeling better."

When we got to my room Kevin opened the door and John looked up from his seat surprised. His short brown hair covered most of his forehead, and his brown eyes were framed by long lashes. His lips were a light shade of pink.

"Bye Peony."

Kevin left and closed the door behind him.

"You're upset."

John sighed and stood from the seat.

"I should-"

"W-what? You're upset because Kevin helped me to my room? Th-that's not fair."

"Peony not right now, not here."

"Then where John, cause it seems... like you're just making... excuse-"

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I woke up in my room. This time there was no nightmare and no John. The fever was gone and memories of my arguement with John came to mind. I looked on the counter but the McDonald's that were there were gone. John probably took them so Charles wouldn't find it.

I passed by the mirror and noticed that my eye was a little swollen and purple, in the same spot where Patrick had hit me in the dream.

Je jolly i'm hungry.

I went to the kitchen and looked in the fridge and as it usually is, it was filled with overlly healthy foods. I checked the time and it was 9:59. I heard somewhere that if you eat after ten then your fat, I better wait a little so this statment is true for at the most myself...... And it's 10:01 now I can eat. I ate some vegetable lasagna which looked way worse than it tasted. Then washed the dishes and started out of the kitchen.

It was late so almost everyone is asleep and I found myself going in the direction of John's room. Do you really wanna talk to John though? Nah your right I don't, we should... Deal with our parental issues maybe he'll tell me why I almost drowned yesterday was it.... I went to my fathers holding cell where he would be since I didn't request to see him.

The door had a number look on it. Come on Peony what's the code. Then I had some weird memory where Charles was typing in the pin and I was there like a ghost or something to see that the code was 78945610. Weird but okay. I typed in the code and opened the door. Surprisingly Patrick wasn't sleeping. Although he was also wearing handcuffs... that he'd already broken out of.

"So she returns."

I kept quiet.

"Let me guess Gracie, you wanna know what you are, who you are who I am, who your mom was? I'm not just going to give up though, a question for a queation, deal?"

"Sounds fair but I go first, and take off the hand cuffs."

Patrick took off the hand cuffs and set them beside him. I sat by the door not wanting to leave its side in case I needed to exit quickly.

"Who or what am? Why did I almost drown during a dream."

"You are Peony Grace Lancaster, daughter of Mary Ann Lancaster and myself. A direct descendant of both a timelord and a bloodlord, you're not even human Gracie. Now, is he your boyfriend?"

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A/N: Sorry I gotta stop you there. I know it has been two whiles and a half but thank you for not coming for me. So what do you think, also totally shipping Peony and John, just me????

Next update next Tuesday I pinky promise!!