I'm having writers block with my other story 'The Life and Death of Claire Smith', so I figured I'd write a protective Peter fic, from the episode 'All in the Family'. You know; the one where Megan is tied up by that criminal :). This is slightly AU, in that Peter doesn't follow Bud and Sam out, but stays and helps Megan. Unfortunately I can't remember the specifics of the episode, so email me with mistakes.

"Go help her!" Megan begged. Sam and Bud obediently rushed out the back door, but Peter hung back, worry etched over his face.

"Damnit Peter," Megan cursed, the fear and stress causing an unwelcome sob to rise in her throat, "Either help me or help her."

That seemed to decide the Medical Investigator. He moved forwards quickly, untying Megan from where she was secured. The ME stumbled forwards, Peter raising his arms to catch her, rubbing her wrists and hands to encourage the blood to flow. She winced in pain, and Peter felt a surge of anger flood his system towards Mike's real father.

"Are you ok?" Peter murmured in to Megan's hair.

"I'm fine," Megan said briskly, but Peter could feel her shaking. Instinctively he brought his arms tighter around her, trying to give comfort in the only way he knew how.

"I'm ok Peter," Megan insisted, but she didn't pull away, instead moving further in to the comfort of his embrace.

"I'm glad," Peter said gruffly.

Megan glanced at him, mirth and gratitude warring for dominance in her eyes. Her breath caught at the possessive, protective look in his eyes, raising herself on her tiptoes and bringing her mouth to his in a gentle, chaste kiss.

Peter blinked in shock, before bringing his hands up to cup her face and slanting his mouth over hers more firmly. The world receded until it was just the two of them; Peter moving his hands to her waist, pulling her closer to him, if that was even possible. Megan responded by winding her arms around his neck, tilting his head for a better angle.

"If you two are quite done," Bud's interrupted dryly, "We can leave."

"Right," Megan blushed, "Good work Detectives, I'm going to head back to the lab. Peter?"

"I'll be there in a minute," Peter never took his eyes off Sam and Bud's identical smirking faces.

Megan shrugged and walked off, throwing over her shoulder, "Don't take too long."

Peter glared at the detectives, "If this gets out at the station, I am going to come after you. You will die slowly and painfully. I don't want to frighten her, understand?"

"Crystal clear," Bud grinned, "See you tomorrow Peter."

Peter rolled his eyes and turned to meet Megan at her car. Megan was leaning against driver's door, an amused grin on her face.

"Finished lecturing Bud and Sam?" she teased.

"Yes I have," Peter replied, smiling despite himself, "To the lab?"

"Hop in," Megan opened the door, "And maybe after the lab, we'll talk about that kiss."

"It's a date,"

TTYL PEEPS!