A/N: Very short. Let me know what you think.


Peter was falling.

He could feel it in his gut. That strange, unwelcome sensation that everything had dropped away leaving empty, whistling air where far more substantial things should have been.

He was falling. The complete emptiness of uncertainty spread out beneath him, tendrils of doubt creeping in and yet doing nothing to fill the void. The void he was falling through.

He was falling. Picking up speed, whistling through the air, plummeting towards an inevitable end.

And then his lips touched hers.


A/N: Peter and Simone, in case you couldn't tell. So...confusing? Worth reading? Just plain ridiculous? Please tell me what you thought.