I was sitting on the bed waiting for Simon to finish in his shower. I was flicking through Twilight taking in the basic supernatural love story. When Simon walked out, clearing his throat to gain my attention I smiled. He threw his towel back into the bathroom. I smiled at him feeling happy and at ease now that I know he is here with me. Then his gaze went down to the book in my hands and he smirked and gestured to it. I saw the question and clutched the book to my chest in mock accusation. "Don't you ever read shitty romance novels?" I giggled as Simon smiled looking down at me. "No. I read super sophisticated comics." He teased back laying down on the bed and wrapping his arms around my waist, now physically stopping me from reading whilst I laughed. "You're a prick," I place it down on the bedside table and started to play with his hair, giving him all my attention. "You are lucky I still love you." I laid my head back letting out a breath finally relaxing when I felt Simon move. Before I could open my eyes to investigate I felt him placing a quick kiss on my lips then placing his forehead on mine. "Luckiest man alive."

Everything seemed to be going great, the next day Simon had gone out claiming a need to train so I went on a walk by myself. I took the elevator back, listening to some of my music waiting to reach the room. I couldn't see Simon which wasn't alarming. I went to close the elevator, feeling something wet perhaps even a little sticky on the handle. I stopped what I was doing so I could see what was on my hand and apparently the door handle. It took a moment to process. It was red. Definitely blood. Fear started to seep in, I looked down at the floor to discover a trail of blood leading around the corner. "Simon." I called out not hearing anything I started to move faster, following the trailer. "Simon!" I could see him through the chains filling the door way. At least he was safe. I pushed though my worry almost becoming anger that he would do something to stupid given our situation. "What happened?" The question was very serious but Simon just smiled, lifting up his hand which he was still bandaging. "Someone stabbed my hand."

I dragged Simon into the other room sitting him down and taking it upon myself to properly bandage his hand. I sighed trying to help him, as he started to gush about how it had happened. "I did it. I actually saved someone... I didn't think I could do it." I moved my hand down with the unused bandages staring at them disappointed. "Yeah, well you could have been seriously hurt." I waited unsure of what he was thinking, being reckless. "If I don't take risks, I'll never learn. I'll never become him." I couldn't stop, my head whipped up and I could tell my tone was harsher then it needed to be. "You're talking about this again? I thought you were over that. You matter to me and I don't want to lose you." However his voice became softer, "I have to save you. Now more than ever." I breathed in sharply "You don't have to do anything, you already saved me." The words were slow and I felt my chest tightened. "I'll always save you." He lifted my head to look at me but I could only close my eyes, moving away. "So what, you leave me go back in time and die?" He seemed a little taken back but didn't let it stop him. "And if I don't become him and travel back in time, you're going to die." It was an attempt at reassurance but it didn't stop what was going to happen. "I'm alive now, nothing can change that. It already happened." I was upset and angry, I had watched him die and it hurt then, but it hurt a lot more now. "I'm not gonna sit here while you go back and die." I had gotten up ready to walk away because it seemed we were on completely different pages and I could feel myself crumbling. None of this would turn out good I was sure of it. "I didn't mean to upset you." I bit my lip I felt bad hearing regret in his voice, clearly it was true. "Sorry." I turned around slowly face downturned. He would never understand what had happened to me, but that wasn't his fault.

Next day we walked into the community center together and despite the lack of probation worker it appeared there was still something happening today and we had tasks to complete. "What's going on?" I asked hoping to gather enough information to help. Some guy came in with three kids, told us to put 'em out or some bollocks." Alisha placed a chair in a small circle. Rudy jumped to his feet after balancing in-between two chairs of his own, "I think we're playing Musical Chairs, man." I looked at him questionably and Curtis groaned, "Yeah, seems likely. Probation work is all party games." The mysterious people walked in. The one in charge brought his own chair from the probation workers old office and sat in the middle. "Right, here we are." He seemed annoyed to be here, given how long it usually took them to replace a probation worker it was a wonder who he was. "Who are you?" Kelly asked placing down a final chair. "Apparently your probation worker hasn't arrived yet, these are my lot." There was a quick glance as many of us knew what had happened to the probation worker and she had indeed shown up. "Right, everyone grab a seat. The sooner we start, the sooner we can all fuck off." Clearly this man wasn't supposed to be here and he was sick of it already. We sat down and he pulled out some files but hadn't spoken yet. Rudy sat down first looking at the rest of us but questioning him "What is this?" He sighed "It's called preventative intervention." Rudy nodded looking at other three, "Sounds kinky, doesn't it?" The girl in the group looked away from Rudy, "Oh! Jesus..." The man refused to tell us his name and swiveled around on his chair. "OK, they're gonna tell you how they fucked up and you're gonna tell them how not to fuck up again so they don't end up as big a fuck-ups as you. Think you can manage that?" Kelly lent over whispering to me "Who's he calling a fuck-up, there?" Before I could react the man swung around "Right, who's first?"

He eventually stopped in front of one of the boys "You, you're up." He looked around surprised which seemed to annoy the guy "Well, come on." His voice was quiet he seemed to struggle with the attention. "My name's P..." He was cut off, "No-one cares." I could hear Alisha stifle as laugh and loved over at an annoyed Simon. "Just get on with it." The probation worker pulled out a phone. "There's this girl I like, she was in a club. I... I pretended to steal her handbag." The stutter and general awkwardness really reminded me of how Simon used to act. I glanced over at him when Kelly slid down in her chair, "Why would you pretend to steal her handbag?" He glanced over but couldn't hold eye contact, very much like Simon I decided. "So I could give it back to her." Curtis lent forward confused, "Cos girls love it when you steal their bags, yeah?" He had no response, I felt a little bad but it also was a pretty strange way to go about getting a girl. "Do you want me to read it from the file, cos it's all in here?" With an awkward glance the boy continued, "I thought if I stole it and said that I caught the guy that took it..." Yet again he was interrupted, this time by Rudy who yawned and stretched his arms out. "Sorry, mate, go on. I thought he'd finished, I thought he'd finished." I exhaled, clearly this was going to take a while. Rudy continued his apology, "Saying something about a chicken or sommat..." Kelly and I shook our heads "Why would I be daydreaming about a chicken?" Before anyone could reply the probation worker spoke up again, "Come on. I'm dying to hear how this thrilling story ends." Still not looking up from his phone, he reminded me quite a bit of Shaun. What a strange day. "I thought if I got her her bag back... I thought... I thought I'd be a hero." He finally finished. "Any pearls of wisdom for him? Knock him out." The probation worker turned around looking at us. There was nothing to really say I kept looking at the boy trying to figure something out when Kelly gave her own advice. "Er, don't go round stealing other people's handbags." Seems pretty obvious, "Brilliant. Right, you're done." Once again the chair turned this time to face the other guy, "OK, Tubs, you're next."

Simon and I had just walked into the house when he turned to me, his voice quiet, "The first guy, Peter. He was the one I saved." I understood the caution, this conversation had caused issues before but all my anger was gone. "Hmm strange isn't it." I walked over to lie on the bed but Simon seemed upset. "Why would that be?" Something seemed strange, "Hey, don't worry. I just mean the coincidence, you save him and see him again the next day? The fact that he reminded me a bit of you before as well." He nodded his head, and seemed to calm down a little. "I'm sorry, just been a weird day." I beckoned him over and rested my head on his shoulder. "You figured yourself out, you don't have to worry about being treated like that again." As an after thought knowing he seemed to overthink, "He'll figure himself out as well later. It just takes some time." Simon nodded but his jaw was tight. I hoped he would feel better soon, really isn't much we could do.

The next day Simon had left for the community center without waking me up. We probably wouldn't be doing anything without a probation worker but it still seemed strange. I arrived walking past the locker rooms where there was two Rudy's in the middle of a strange fight. Eventually I made my way to the roof having seen Simon sitting there upon my arrival. "What you doing?" I asked after opening the door to the roof. Simon smiled and immediately walked over, gesturing towards the boy from yesterday beer can in hand. "I'm just talking to Peter." I looked over confused, not wanting to shout out at him my attention turned back to Simon. "Why is he back here anyway? Aren't we supposed to be all alone, and why didn't you wake me?" Simon ignored all my other questions, "He's my friend." I was confused but nodded hoping to prompt him to continue but instead ending up annoying him, "I do have friends, you know." I was struck with guilt and nodded my head, "Yeah, I know, I didn't mean it like that. I was just a little confused." I looked up at Simon suddenly feeling a little lonely. "Well, what you doing later?" Simon turned away smiling, "I'm going to hang out with Peter." I nodded my head disheartened, "All good, I should probably catch up with the girls anyway you know..."

I was feeling pretty bad but given as I hadn't really talked to Alisha or Kelly much it seemed important that we caught up with Kelly almost being killed by Shannon and my recent news which had been overshadowed by the zombie apocalypse and it's downfall. We had met up at Alisha's and quickly got comfy, glad to finally be able to really talk to each other and complain. Kelly was struggling with Seth as he had apparently been continuing to sell powers with no worry. She felt after the whole her almost being killed he should have thought a bit more. I seemed to be struggling the most, while Alisha was talking about guys she was trying out relationships with they finally turned to me. "So what about you? Any pressing matters?" I sighed trying to decide what matter was pressing, deciding to start off with my troubles I brought up Simon's new friendship. Though neither of Kelly or Alisha really liked Peter, Kelly who had spent plenty of time hearing everything we thought, being inside our heads provided the best advice. "Okay so look here, Simon totally is just seeing himself and wanting to help out. Be the friend he wanted and all that other shit." I nodded not wanting to mention that Simon had saved him and the sudden abandonment of the morning. "I also have some good news Kelly. I don't think you heard since you were out with Seth." Kelly looked at me concerned as Alisha squealed in excitement. Before I could say anything she spoke for me, "Remember Curtis' little problem..." Kelly whipped her head around immediately catching on, "Oh my god. You're pregnant!" I nodded and the rest of the afternoon was spent talking about all sorts of things. It was to just talk to the girls and plan for things without really being serious.

I had come home feeling a little better about everything, even Simon's new friend. Kelly really had put me at ease. Ease which shattered the moment the elevator doors opened and I saw Peter standing next to my bed. And looking at Simon's suit. "What are you doing?" My eyes darting between Simon and the suit, "Why is that out?" Peter was staring at me, and all my comfort was lost, it felt like something was off with him. Then there was the added circumstance of Simon barely looking at me, "I was just showing it to Peter." I side-eyed the stranger in my home. "You told him?" Slight accusation but mostly questioning as Simon finally faced me, "I told you it was Peter I saved from the mugger." My head bopped back "I didn't realize you were just going to tell him everything." Peter finally spoke, "It's OK, I won't tell anyone." That was apparently my last straw, I started to feel quite stressed out, my voice was sharp and I'm sure I looked furious when I turned to Peter. "Can you just leave?" Peter didn't respond simply staring at Simon and I couldn't handle it. "Go!" I urged and finally one of them moved, Simon nodding along with my request, "I think you should probably go." His face fell but it was suddenly valid and Peter left without another word. "What are you doing? You're the one who wanted us to keep it secret?!" I was practically shouting feeling sick for a new reason. "He's my friend." Simon's response was calm as always and I felt myself getting more upset, does this not matter to him. My skin bubbled, for the first time in months it felt like I was going to lose control of my own powers. "I get it Simon. He reminds you of yourself or whatever. I can see it. But you now seem completely different." I wanted to get away but my eyes fell back on the suit on the bed. "And can you stop with this superhero thing. You're gonna end up dead." It was cold and harsh. I immediately felt bad but had to believe I wasn't completely wrong. I wanted nothing more than to continue my temper tantrum to sink to the ground and cry. The next time I spoke my voice was soft quiet. "I'm sorry, I wish things were easier."

The suit had been put away and things seemed to be back to normal. I felt a little guilty for shouting at Peter and Simon. The next morning I had gotten up before Simon and started preparing breakfast. Simon walked into the room and I looked up smiling. "Do you want any toast?" Simon didn't move his eyes focused on my face and I waited for a response. "I have to face my destiny alone." My brows furrowed a bit but I lifted up my knife with butter still on it. "OK, is that before or after you have breakfast?" His voice was quiet and only heard clearly as I had stopped preparing my meal. "Being a superhero is a heavy burden." It seemed strange the Simon was suddenly so hung up on this superhero thing. "I know you Simon, you don't have to run around in that suit to be a superhero. You are enough." Simon still didn't move, his voice was emotionless as he next spoke, "I have to terminate our relationship." My shoulders dropped, my grip on the knife going slack as my hand fell on the table in front of me. "What? Why are you talking like that?" Simon stared into my eyes. "I have to sacrifice our love for the greater good." I blinked as my mind raced looking for a response, "What, where's all this coming from?" Simon turned his back on me and started walking away. "Goodbye." The knife dropped on the counter as I rushed after him calling out hoping for some form of hesitation, but there was none. And then I was standing in front of the elevator and Simon was closing the door, "One day, you'll come to see that I did it all for you." The doors closed and I could hear the elevator taking him away from me but I still found myself calling out for him. Someone who wasn't coming back.

There was a struggle and eventually I picked up my phone messaging Kelly and Alisha asking them to come a little earlier to the center. Both complied clearly understanding something had happened. I found myself sandwiched between them sitting on the table, a comfort provided as if I was saved from the outside world. I had tried to explain what had happened that morning, still wondering if I should have mentioned my information about Peter but this problem seemed much bigger. Kelly was the first to speak, "What did he say, exactly?" I blinked trying to get it right, "Basically that we couldn't be together." Alisha scoffed, on my side as always it felt. "He was talking shit." I sighed "I thought everything was fine." My voice was desperate and Curtis and Rudy definitely heard it. Curtis seemed worried, perhaps the bonding had happened when he was pregnant or simply because of how we were always part of the same group but his voice was filled with concern. "What's going on, you all right?" Alisha spoke for me, "Her and Simon have split up." Confusion clouded his face and his words, "What? I thought you two were well loved up." I took a deep breath and looked at the ground feeling pathetic, "Yeah, so did I."

The moment seemed to be stopped our old group struggling, but instead of Nathan it was Rudy to call our attention with a symphony of Ohs. "What?" Kelly's voice was strong, warning him not to mess with me. It worked "I can't, I can't tell you." I finally spoke "Tell me what?" Rudy started to pace awkwardly. "The other day I walked in on Simon, shy, stealing-handbag kid, they were in the toilet..." He sat down on the bench in front of us. "I can't tell you! Can't!" felt myself getting annoyed with the wait. "If you know something, just come out and say it yeah?" Rudy tilted his head a little, "They were showing each other their cocks." I exhaled in disbelief and Alisha cried out "That's bullshit." Rudy kept with it though, "No, I think I know what two blokes in a public toilet look like, showing each other their knobs." He lifted his hands in defense, "All I'm saying is maybe your boyfriend is a proud, beautiful gay man. He likes to rub and touch other men's penises..." My eyes squished shut, Alisha looked at me sensing my own anger she moved back off the table and onto the other bench. "Shut up, that's ridiculous." Rudy shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not saying you turned him, but maybe you did." Thanks to Alisha's movement I was able to hit Rudy back in the chest. "You're deflecting, it's all right, take it out on your Uncle Rudy. Do it!" He spread his arms out, I had been particularly upset and angry these past few days, I shoved him a few more times, trying to make myself feel better but eventually just walked off his words repeating in my mind. These problems did seem to start with Peter's arrival after all.

I walked in the community center hoping to get some time alone to calm down only to run into Peter and Simon together again. My heart dropped, there was no more anger I just felt sad. Simon walked into the locker room and Peter turned to look at me I took a couple of steps forward and started to talk "Did he tell you he split up with me?" I stopped and folded my arms. Watching Peter nod slowly. "I'm sure you're really happy about that. You've got your little friend all to yourself now." I nodded focusing on keeping my tone calm. Peter stepped forward, clearly his confidence had frown. "Being a superhero and having a girlfriend... They don't mix. They never have." He was looking down on me now. "Very few superheroes have successful relationships." I was in disbelief standing back so I didn't have to look up at him. "That doesn't matter. This is real life and he's my boyfriend." I felt my anger rising as Peter just kept going. "He was your boyfriend." Maybe I was still on a high from Rudy but I found myself pushing him into the vending machine. "Fuck you, you little prick!" I wasn't expecting much he may have been upset but he wouldn't hurt me. All he cared about was this fucking superhero thing.

However he dropped a book, falling open I found myself staring at drawings of Simon. My eyes widened and I looked back at Peter. "What's that? Are you obsessed with him or something?" His own eyes grew with panic and I dropped down as fast as possible to catch the book before he could. "What else have you got here?" But he was there just as fast. "Get off!" I struggled to grab the book, needing anything to prove I wasn't going crazy. He managed to grab the book back, but something had slipped out and was still in my grasp. I looked down at the paper which was filled with boxes. Together they depicted the scene from this morning. Simon breaking up with me. My voice cracked "What is this? Have you done something to him?" He ripped the page out of my hands, clearly knowing it would be the best evidence against him. He rushed off and everyone else walked in towards me. Stuck on the ground. "What's going on?" Alisha and Kelly walked ahead of the boys. My voice was quiet as I stared at the door, "The kid from yesterday, I think he's done something to Simon."

We made plans as a group to go and confront Peter. The others were quick to believe me, it seemed we couldn't go a week without some kind of fuck up like this happening. We had managed to track him down and waited for him to leave his building. At which point he looked up, shock filled his face and I stepped forward. "You made Simon break up with me, didn't you?" He glanced over the group his eyes landing on me when he was done. "I had to. You don't understand. It all has to happen." Everyone back me up, one my one, Alisha "We ain't debating it with you." Curtis "It's over." Rudy "Yeah, so you either play ball, or you play hardball." Kelly wasn't so much in defense as we all turned to Rudy at his strange statement. "What does that even mean?" Rudy rolled his eyes and started to explain, "Hardball. It's like a threat, isn't it? I'm threatening him with physical..." He was cut off as Peter pushed his way past the group. There was a sudden change of pace and we started to chase after him. I pushed my body as fast as I could even managing to stick up with Curtis who used to do running as a career. Peter clearly had no idea of the lay out and ran into a dead end.

Quickly the others caught up, Rudy coughing as Kelly walked into the front of the group. "I don't want to hurt you, but I fucking will." Rudy started to plead when Simon dropped down in front of him, dressed in his suit. "Where the fuck have you been the past couple of months?" Kelly asked him, I felt my heart beat up this was all wrong. "Who's he?" Rudy called out having missed everything. Curtis shook his head surprised at the arrival "He's this guy. He shows up sometimes and helps us out with shit." Rudy stepped forward and reached his hand out, "Right. Well, it's nice to meet you, man. I'm Rudy and I'm new. Well not new new, but I've never seen your before." Simon stood there and Rudy gave up stepping back, "Doesn't say much, does he?" I held my breath, whatever was going on he had control over Simon and it would not turn out good. I glanced at Alisha panicked as Kelly started talking. "Now you're here, you can help us kick the shit out of that little prick." I tried to deter her "Kelly, don't. Just leave it, yeah?" Simon stood still in front of Peter and Kelly stepped closer, about to poke his chest. "You're protecting him now, yeah?" Curtis rushed forward himself, "This is bullshit. Come here." I froze unable to help my friends as Simon knocked us all to the ground.

"What the fuck just happened?" Alisha looked up at me for answers that I barely had. "I thought he was supposed to be on our side?" Curtis looked at all of us lying on the ground. I could feel the blood on my forehead and my pulse in my ears. Rudy was slightly muffled as I laid there focusing on the pulsing. Alisha came over to help me up, concern clear in her eyes but she couldn't say a word without drawing attention. Everyone got up dusted themselves off and we walked back. I could barely think let alone understand all that had just happened. Everyone else recovered much quicker without the added shock of their fiancé beating them up. At that thought my eyes flew to my ring. Clearly Simon hadn't told him everything. Alisha and Kelly slowed to walk with me. Alisha scoffing "Can't believe he hit you down too, doesn't he know your pregnant. That's dangerous." Simon may have shared his identity but whatever control Peter had couldn't go beyond his knowledge. My brain was racing now as Kelly walked a little closer, clearly thinking my silence was due to the break up and just that she offered to let me stay with her at least for the night. Alisha quickly jumped on the idea, together they would keep me from being alone. That was probably a good thing, but they wouldn't always be there to save me.

The next day I sat in the locker room waiting for Simon to show up. It seemed like a long shot but I couldn't give up. Suddenly the rest of the group appeared. "I don't think he's showing up." Kelly spoke softly walking to sit next to me. Only for Rudy to push his way between us and start telling one of his stories. "This reminds me of when I met this girl, right? And we go back to her flat and we spent the most amazing night together. I was head over heels. I loved her, more than I ever thought it was possible to love another human being. Right, anyway, in the morning, I had to go court and she makes me promise that I'd come back. So when I were done, I rushed all the way back to her flat and she's not there. I wait and I wait. But she never comes. Right? I went back to that flat every single day for a month. Sometimes twice, even three times a day. But... But she was gone, so..." Alisha was leaning against a wall and looked at him with slight interest. "You ever find out what happened to her?" Rudy looked over surprised "Oh, no, nothing happened to her, man. It turned out I'd been going to the wrong flat. That is fucking heart-breaking,
innit?" None of this was helpful, his story didn't even relate to what was happening here. He started to place his hands on his shoulders, an act he saw as reassuring. "Come on, it's all right."

I made my way across the room till I realized how to find him. I turned to Alisha, "Can you, you know... find out where he is? She nodded her eyes glazing over for a moment before she answered. "He's with the weird kid, looking at comics in your flat." Rudy nodded his own head, "Very romantic!" I glared and Kelly took it upon herself to hit his head. "Oh, no, we've moved on from all the cheap innuendo about his sexuality." Rudy rubbed the spot she had hit and turned to look at me "Go on, carry on, I'm listening now. What is the plan?"

We ended up at Peter's flat. Kelly smashed the glass and opened the door. Only for an alarm to go off. "Oh, shit." Curtis looked over at the beeping box. It was surprising we had anticipated such a thing. Even with everything we'd done. We couldn't get away with everything. Rudy stepped forward a small hammer in his hands "It's all right. I can handle this. I done a BTEC in computer science." Suddenly there was even more alarms as he had started to hit the box with his hammer. "What are you doing!?" I cried out. Rudy looked up matter-of-factly "I'm trying to turn off the alarm." With his words the cover fell off, "Oh, that's a shame. That's a shame, it's broken." Alisha scoffed at him. "Is that what they taught you on your BTEC in computer science?" Rudy just shrugged, "I never said I passed it." Kelly pushed forward once again looking annoyed. In mere moments the alarm was silenced." Curtis smiled with relief, "You're a fucking rocket scientist." Kelly replied with a smile of her own, "Yes, I fucking am." With the alarm silenced we continued and found Peter's bedroom.

The walls were covered in drawings. One wall in particular only had drawings of Simon. There was one of the panels I had seen before and more involving me. My head tilted as I tried to wrap my head around it. Curtis looked around and whistled "This guy really needs to get out more." Rudy agreed, "Try some internet dating...or a salsa class. I've heard they're..." Alisha turned to look at him and Rudy changed his tune. "We're not here to sort out his social life, are we?" I pointed at one of the larger pages where I was seen crying. "I told you," I took a step forward lowering my hand and looking at all the other things he had forced Simon to do. "Whatever he draws, happens." Alisha stepped closer to the wall before turning to me. "Rip them up. Maybe that'll stop it." I picked one off the wall where it seemed they became friends and ripped it in half. Soon everyone had joined in and the wall of drawings was nothing more then a pile of ripped paper. It was time to return home and hopefully to my life.

I walked into the flat slowly, finding Simon alone sitting at the table. Something in his hands. He immediately stood up when he saw me. His voice trembling as he started to speak, my own head buzzing with worries that it hadn't worked. "I split up with you. Why would I do that? What was I thinking?" His confusion was a heartbreak of it's own... but it was a step in the right direction. "Look at you." My arms moved to hug myself my tears threatening to fall as Simon stepped forward towards me. "I want you back. Let's get back together. Can we do that?" All my anger was gone. I knew it had to have been mine but part of me wonders if Peter fueled it changing what was supposed to happen, changing my emotions. "Don't say no. Please don't say no." Simon stopped right in front of me, his voice thick with pain and his accent never more evident. I had to speak, "It was Peter's drawings. Whatever he drew, it came true." I sighed looking at my ring once again. "He made you break up with me. But he didn't know about the engagement I'm guessing. I never took the ring off." I gave a slight chuckle at how it spoke more about my sentiment then the situation. Simon let out his breath but didn't seem relieved. "I hurt you." It was simple, and what had happened was hard but I shook my head, "It wasn't your fault." He reached out to touch my hair, "I'm so sorry." It such a small movement, but after all that we'd gone through it was everything. Especially the vulnerability that he had when we first met. I stepped closer and he opened his arms. Together at last my own arms wrapped around his stomach. Tight, not wanting to let go again.

Everything seemed to be going great. Simon was back to normal and Peter hadn't made a reappearance. I was heading back from the doctor texting Simon who was out grabbing me some drinks. I felt the hair on the back of neck stand up. Something was still wrong. I looked but unable to find anything just started to run. I stopped behind a wall, looking around the corner a moment later proved there was nothing following me. As I started to pass it off as my own paranoia, turning back to continue home I found myself face to mask with a fake version of Simon's suit.

I had no idea how long had passed, however Simon was surely aware of my disappearance. A bag was lifted off my face and I looked around trying to understand my surroundings. Peter walked into view, clearly he was the one who was following me. Who had kidnapped me. Fear bubbled up and I started to throw questions, not expecting any to stick. "What are you doing? Where are we? Why did you bring me here?" He looked at me with disgust and shoved something in my mouth. I thought about transforming, perhaps into Simon to give him pause on whatever sick plan he had for me but he left my vision. Mere moments later Simon himself dropped down in front. As Peter walked up behind him holding a knife. I was unable to do anything as they struggled, barely able to tell who was who as I watched the blur of black. Then it suddenly stopped. I couldn't see Peter's knife anywhere, it was in-between them and clearly, someone had been stabbed. I watched desperately hoping Simon was alright when they separated and Peter fell to the ground.

Simon pulled off his mask kneeling down before me grabbing my face in his hands, he cleared my mouth and tried to decipher if I was alright. 'Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" His eyes raked across my face trying to spot any damage Peter ay have caused. I shook my head as I found my voice. "I'm fine." He kissed my gently before stepping back and looking at Peter who hadn't moved yet. Simon lifted the mask off his face to find Peter still alive. I slowly walked towards him, despite the situation I still felt cautious. Simon grabbed Peter by the throat of his suit. "Why. What is it?" The question was desperate. He needed to know and Peter's head fell to the side sounding defeated quiet. Only urging me closer "You did it." He suddenly moved up, clearly still having energy. "You saved her. A superhero, has to be prepared to die for what he believes in." He dropped. Simon seemed to struggle with this for a moment before he fell down. I stepped closer pulling him up to me. Trying to reassure him but facing my own fears at another body in a suit dead. Bleeding out because of me. Simon recovered quickly but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the body. "It's... It's like watching you die again." I looked at Simon my heart beating remembering every detail of his death. "I don't want that to be you." My rationality was gone and I cared only for my own selfish needs. "I want you to stay here with me. Just, please. Don't go back." I turned to look at him holding my tears back. "Please." He nodded his arm resting on my shoulders. "I promise." It was quiet as I turned to look at him. "We're gonna have to burn him." My mind flooded with the memories of me having to do the same to Simon. I shook my head mumbling an apology and quickly left to throw up. I could hear Simon follow me. And again when he left. I sat there on the floor waiting for my own horrible memories to stop when Simon returned. Picking me up and taking me back home. It was already done.

*This chapter is based on Season 3 Episode 3 of British Television Drama Misfits I wrote it purely out of passion so it isn't perfect or an attempt to steal any works from Howard Overman or anyone else*