Laney sat in Peter's apartment watching the mayhem ensue about the train collision that happened. She wanted to go down to the hospital to try to help but knew it was best if she just stayed out of the way. She knew Peter would be using his new healing ability to help the victims of the catastrophe and worried about him. She tried her best to keep herself occupied from the thoughts of Peter and the accident by flipping through the channels. She found herself only more aggravated and decided instead to get dressed. She slipped on a soft pink vintage lingerie cap sleeve shirt with lace detailing around the neck and a pair of black jeans. Slipping on her green army field jacket and a pair of plain black Jeffrey Campbell Litas and making her way out the door deciding to go for a walk.

She found herself in the cemetery looking for the three tombstones she never thought she would return too. She sat on the cold ground in the middle of the three graves and hugged her knees to her chest like she had so long ago. Those names never looked so cold as they did etched to the stone over the dates she hated most. She leaned up to rub her hand against the cold stone and took a flower from the bouquet she had bought setting one on each stone until there were no more left in the bouquet until every grave had a small patch of flowers. She placed her hand on each grave that was blanketed in dead grass making it a beautiful green once more, "You deserve that and so much more." She whispered to herself as she stood up and made her way back to the apartment tears still welled in her eyes as she opened the door and went back to sit down on the bed staring off into the emptiness and the wall of newspaper clippings across from her. Fighting the thoughts in her mind that had seemed to explode in her mind and everything around her began to levitate and float as she remained on the bed.

Peter entered the apartment instantly being levitated knowing something was wrong. "Laney!" He shouted floating his way into the living room seeing her sitting on the bed unmoving, "Laney!"

Her eyes shot towards him and everything in the apartment fell including him, "Peter." She said shocked as he stood up and grabbed the chair that had been tossed to the ground and sat in front of her. "I'm sorry."

"What's wrong?"

"Too many thoughts." She said staring past him almost through him.

"What do you mean?"

She pointed to her head and rolled her eyes, "too much going on in here, sorry. I just was worried, so I went out and went to see them and.."

"Them? Who is them and what?"

"My parents and grandma. Probably wasn't the smartest idea but the TV wasn't helping any because of the trains and I was worrying about you and Hiro and just-." She grabbed the sides of her head as if trying to block out the noise and then began to whisper, "It was just a lot so I kinda released when I came back and tried to clear my head." She turned around to look at the clock laying upside down turning her head so she could understand it's red glow better, "And it looks like it took a few more hours than I would have thought."

"Alright, no more gravity manipulation, ok?" Peter smirked, standing up and ruffling her hair as he dragged the chair over to the wall of newspaper clipping and began taking them down.

"What are you doing?" Laney said standing up to walk over and watch him.

"I'm taking these down, no more extreme hero missions."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Laney shrugged and began helping him soon clearing the wall and being interrupted by a knock at the door. Peter went to answer it with Laney following behind him.

"Nathan, what are you, what—what?"

"Oh thank God!" a frightened Nathan said embracing Peter.

"What are you doing? What's going on?"

"I think I'm in trouble, Pete."