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Ch. 11 "Empty"
"Sadistic, egomaniacal, imbecile?"
"That's what she said!" Lana was telling Peter what Andy had said.
"Dr. Campbell wouldn't blow up like that." He dismissed Lana's story, knowing that she was one to embellish.
"Wanna bet?" Lana put her hands on her hips.
Peter smiled at Lana's attitude. "Sure," he patted Lana on the shoulder. "I have to give her these files." Peter opened the door to Andy's office and walked in, shutting the door halfway.
"Dr. Campbell?" Andy was standing against the wall with a look of pure terror on her face. He realized that she was standing in the same spot he had found her in yesterday.
He ran over and pulled Andy into the center of the room, away from the wall.
"Andy, are you okay?" He put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her.
Still off in her own world of terror, Andy started wildly punching Peter's chest. Since she was so weak from exhaustion, it didn't hurt at all. Peter just watched her, hoping that letting some off her anger would help.
After a minute or so, Andy's arms felt twice their actual weight. Crying, she fell limp into Peter's arms and buried her face in his shirt.
"It's okay Andy. You're okay. I won't let anyone hurt you." Andy looked up. She believed his words were sincere and really, really sweet.
Slowly, Peter brought his head down. He and Andy locked lips.
Andy suddenly broke away from Peter. "I gotta go," she mumbled as she ran off.
"Wait!" Peter ran after her. Once in the hallway, he looked around, but it was too late. She was gone.
"Brilliant timing Peter!" He smacked his forehead with his fist. Could he be more of an insensitive jerk? After what had just happened to Andy she was in no place for any relationship. Much less with him.
Peter sat down and put his head in his hands.
Maybe it's been a little too long
Holding it in, trying to be strong
Funny the things we bottle up
Come streaming out when you feel enough
There is a trust the cautious will lack
Now that we've touched there's no holding back
I want to call out for love 'til I can't breathe
I want to stare at the truth 'til I can't see
I want to pour out my soul 'til I'm empty, empty
When only flesh and bone remain
I'll hold you close, then start again
Feeling nothing but a sweet release
When the ghosts are gone from inside of me
I've tried to fight it but what can I do
There's something deeper that surrenders to you
I want to call out for love 'til I can't breathe
I want to stare at the truth 'til I can't see
I want to pour out my soul 'til I'm empty, empty
When I touch you, when I hear you
How can I doubt when every time I'm near you
I want to call out for love 'til I can't breathe
I want to stare at the truth 'til I can't see
I want to pour out my soul 'til I'm empty, empty, empty.
This would be an awesome cliff hanger if I didn't post chapter 12 for a while, but since I don't want to be evil, I'm posting chapter 12 as well.
I wanted Andy to be with someone, but I really didn't want to bring in a new character. So I thought of Peter. I know he's like young and she's... not so young, but I think they'd still make a cute couple. If you don't like the pairing, then you should probably not read the rest of this fanfic.
Don't worry, Andy won't be the only one with a new love interest!