Deadly

Chapter 29

two days later

"No, absolutely not." Sam argued with Peter. Peter had been annoyingly moody the past few days, and all of us were getting sick of it. He wouldn't drop the note that the creature had written in the theater, and with Sam's graduation coming up, Sam was especially sick of it. Which was understandable. I, along with most of the hunters, were excited about the graduation, and were trying to plan a trip to New York or Paris or something, to celebrate with Sam. Peter, however, was just not letting us think of anything besides the monster trying to kill my boyfriend.

"Peter, can we please take a break?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, we've been trying to make a plan to get this thing for hours," Aaron complained.

"You mean days?" Michael grumbled.

Peter glared at them. "I'm trying to save my friends life, what are you guys doing?"

"Trying to plan a graduation trip." I snapped, not meaning to sound rude. I didn't apologize, though, Peter was being an asshole.

"Fine," Peter threw his hands up. "Plan away!"

"Stop being such a child." Luke grumbled under his breath.

"Shut up, Luke!" Peter said, standing up from the table we were seated at and making his chair fall back.

"Peter can you get us some pizza?" Mason asked. "I'm really in the mood for pizza."

In the days since Mason's accident, Peter was doing everything he could to help him feel better. It seemed like Peter felt responsible for Mason getting hurt, but we knew that wasn't the case. He was at his house when it happened.

"Whatever." Peter replied, grabbing his keys and storming out of the room.

"The hole-in-the-wall place, please!" Mason called.

"That's half an hour away!" Peter complained, coming back into the room and putting on his jacket.

"Please?" Mason asked, and held his left arm closer to him. I knew it didn't hurt as much, he wasn't taking as many pain killers and some of the bruises were fading.

But Peter just groaned. "Fine, I'll be back in about an hour."

When the door slammed shut, Mason stood up from the table. "I bought you an hour, plan quickly." he said before walking into the kitchen.

Sam and I laughed, and Luke just looked at the spot where Mason had just disappeared into the kitchen. Dean, Aaron, and Michael looked confused.

"What's up Peter's ass?"

Luke shrugged. "I don't think anyone ever knows."

Mason laughed, coming back into the kitchen with a Sprite can in his hands. "You guys only have an hour."

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In about fourty five minutes, we decided we would go to Italy.

"Why Italy?" Dean asked, leaning back in his chair.

"Why not? We can just drink expensive wine." Mason chuckled.

Dean ignored him. "Italy, Sammy? Really?"

Sam nodded. "Really. I've always wanted to go, but being a hunter and all, I never got the chance."

"Italy it is." Luke said, smiling. "Should we buy plane tickets now?"

"Yes," Aaron said. "They'll only get more expensive the longer we wait."