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A/N: Hello, folks! A funny thing happened the other night… The chapter I posted last night, was really for the night before. You were probably wondering why I was mentioning the Super Bowl on the wrong night, and that's why! When I finally got to posting the chapter, I couldn't be bothered changing the Author's Note. Of course, of all nights for FanFiction to screw up… -.-

Well, this chapter is the one I wrote last night! I would've been able to update last night, if I didn't get to posting the previous night's chapter so late in the evening yesterday! Usually, when FanFiction has a hiccup like that, it lets me post in the morning, but it didn't. :/ Well, maybe I'll try this new setup of posting the previous night's chapter the next night, and we'll see how it goes! For now, let's go! ;) (You don't normally see an explanation Author's Note in the beginning, do you? Lol.)

Chapter 52: Anger and Truth II

Peter's PoV:

"Go on," I urge her. "What is it?"

I slow down my speed, because it's hard to concentrate on both speeding and talking on the phone. I'm surprised they haven't made this against the law yet—talking on the phone, while driving. (A/N: Ha.)

"Well, you know how we left Kevin home alone five years ago, when we went to Paris?"

I'm confused by that horrible memory being brought up, but I answer, anyway, "Yes…" Though, the incident of (who I thought was) my son being left home alone, wasn't nearly as traumatizing as these past four years have been.

"Well, that's when Kevin first met Harry and Marv…"

She then goes on to tell the full story of how Harry was the cop in our entryway the night before we left, leading to the end, where the "Wet Bandits", as they were called, were arrested after a series of unfortunate events were thrown upon them by Kevin. (A/N: Has anyone seen that movie, A Series of Unfortunate Events, by the way? It's so good!)

"He what?!"

That's the only thing to slip from my mouth, once I hear that Kevin pretty much plagued our house full of traps, in order to torment two burglars and catch them. And, one of those burglars, unknowingly just so happened to be his Father. I have to wonder how Kate ended up with this guy, in the first place… After all, he's a burglar, or at least he was.

"I know…"

I can tell her heart is broken, but it at least explains why Harry hates him so much. I'm surprised Marv doesn't feel the same way, but he's too good of a guy—regretting his decision of becoming a burglar—to hurt his own son.

"Well, what do you want me to do? Try to find the guy and tell him to stop being an asshole?"

"Peter, don't be like that…" I can't help but be like this. Usually, Kate is the one with the red-haired temper, but not this time.

"Well, what do you want me to do, Kate?!"

"I just want you to come home! I'm going to call the police on this matter!"

"I thought you didn't want Marv in trouble?!" I question her, as my anger keeps pouring out.

"I don't! I want Harry in trouble! He's the one after my son!"

"You know all things are going to lead to Marv, too, don't you?!" There's an awkward silence on the other end. I can see the gears turning in her head, on the other side of this phone.

"Well, he's more innocent than Harry is… If anything, he'd be able to help us,"

"Oh, really?" I don't believe for a minute, that Marv can help us. Despite his warning about Harry, I don't trust the guy not to take off with Kevin again.

"Yes, really! Believe me, I know he'd help Kevin," It almost sounds like she's pleading. "After all, he did warn us. I'm sure he can get passed his own fears of being arrested, and help us, in this case. We just need to find him first."

"Why do you want him to help you, Kate?" I know I may be sounding like an arrogant prick right now, but I can't help but wonder what the true reason behind Kate wanting Marv to help is about. "Is it because you love him so much, that after all these years of not seeing him, you're craving to again?"

"Peter! Would you just think rationally, and not let your ego get in the way please?!" I have to pull the phone away from my ear, because of Kate's high-pitched voice. "Even though you may not be really, you're still a Father in Kevin's life," That's when Kate's voice turns soft.

I think through what she says; I have to try to not let my ego get in the way, and try to help Kate and Marv protect Kevin from Harry. I may be pissed at what she's truly feeling (at least what I believe), but, for my son's sake, I'm willing to help. After all, I don't want to lose him again for another four years, even longer, or possibly forever…

Marv's PoV:

I start to drive into Chicago, once again, hoping to find someplace else to stop and eat. I'm getting pretty hungry, and it's now been even longer, since I've had anything to eat. I'm surprised I'm still wanting to eat, because of the anger I'm going through right now. I can't believe Kate won't accept anything I said. Or, if she did, I can't believe Peter won't accept it.

After all, even though he's really Kevin's step-Father, he should be in full support of anything that needs to be done to protect him. I'm just begging that Kate doesn't decide to call the police, and that Kevin keeps his mouth shut about our location for the past four years.

I see a McDonald's up ahead, and I'm hoping I can turn in here for a bite to eat. It's not the best place in the World, but it's something. I haven't eaten here, since that day we brought Kevin's (half)-sister, Linnie, here. In fact, I believe that's what turned me off.

As a matter of fact, I think this is the same one we came to those four years ago. I try getting over my feelings, by pulling in here. I'll just zip through the drive-thru this time, since it's getting later, and I have to be getting home.

Just as I start pulling through the drive-thru, I catch a glimpse of a windowless white van in the parking lot. "What the…?"

As I thought earlier, it's a big city, with lots of windowless white vans, but to be running into one twice, especially after the first one actually being Harry, is not only coincidental, but kind of disturbing. I try to shrug it off as nothing, even though my creeper senses are still tingling.

I pull up to the speaker, and the female worker asks, "Hi. What can I get for you?"

"Hi, uh… Can I get a big van… Uh, I mean, a Big Mac, please? As well as a small Pepsi," I can't believe I let "big van" slip through my lips. What the hell is wrong with me? Am I that paranoid that it's actually Harry's van, sitting in that parking lot?

"Ha ha. A Big Mac and a small Pepsi. Anything else?"

"Uh, I guess I'll get a small fry, too, please. Thanks. Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind right now,"

"That's OK. It's not the strangest thing I've heard all day," It's great to know she has a great sense of humour about it. "Your total is $1.50. I'll see you at the window."

"OK, thanks,"

I pull up to the window, trying to keep my mind occupied on what I'm doing, but I can't shake that feeling I'm being followed by Harry, somehow. Once I'm at the window, I see a young, pretty girl in her twenties, working the drive-thru window. She appears to be the owner of the voice of the girl, who took my order.

I'm proven right, when she holds out her hand, saying, "$1.50," I hand her the only spare pieces of change I have, two dollar coins, for that matter, and she hands me my meal, as well as my change.

"Thank you," I try to show appreciation, despite the whirlwind my mind is going through.

"Have a great night," The window automatically closes, and I'm prompted to pull up ahead.

Out of paranoia, I look in the parking lot, and see that the van is now missing. I don't know whether to feel relieved or terrified. I never thought I'd be fearful of my own partner. Harry and I were brothers, since high school, and it's still hard getting used to the idea of feeling like he's the enemy now.

I try to shake it off as just a coincidence and/or my mind playing tricks on me, and pull out of the parking lot. I decide to wait to eat my burger, until I'm out of the busy part of the city. I feel like I need to keep my eye on what I'm doing. I try to refocus my brain away from Harry, and onto simply getting home.

Though, what I did not expect to see, is a white van pull out of one of the other driveways I just passed and start to follow me. "Oh, shit…" I curse. Now that I'm being followed by a windowless white van, I know for sure that Harry's up to something, and it can't be good…

To be Continued…

A/N: Thanks again, folks! XD Well, you got your explanation in the first Author's Note! ;) Now, that leaves me to asking about what you think of this chapter! It looks like Peter's going to set aside his ego, and actually work with, not only Kate, but Marv, too! :o If that happens, how do you think that'll go? As for Marv, is he suffering from some paranoia? He's afraid of running into his own partner. :/ Though, it is creepy that he keeps seeing white vans! It's kind of stalkerish, if you ask me… Well, I think that's all I have to say! You be the judge of what'll happen next! Until next time, ciao! :D

- Majora's Mask Freak184