Enemies to Lover – Part Fourteen
Peter awoke with a start. His breathing is heavy and he is sweating profusely.
The dream had been… terrifying.
He just doesn't remember what had happened.
He glances at the clock on the night stand and sees 4:47 flashing in bright red numbers.
He groans, sliding out of the bed. He knows that he won't be able to fall back asleep anytime soon.
He drags himself into the dimly lit kitchen where Gabriel is fixing a timepiece.
"Morning sleepy head. You got all of about five hours of sleep."
"What are you doing?" Peter asks.
"Fixing your watch. It stopped work about twenty minutes ago."
Peter just stared at him. He was unsure if it had something to do with his extreme grogginess, or if Gabriel was actually insane.
After a moments thought, he realizes it was probably both.
"Where'd Mohinder go?" Peter asks, noticing that Matt is sleeping on the couch and Mohinder is nowhere to be scene.
"He tried to escape around two so I tied him to his bed."
Peter wasn't sure if it would have been appropriate to point out just how kinky that statement was, so instead he asked "Do you sleep?"
"Not usually, no."
Peter growled at him before laying his head into his arms in an attempt to fall asleep, once again, at the kitchen counter.
"What about you, why are you awake?"
"Had a bad dream," he grumbles into his arm, realizing just how childish it sounded.
"What about?"
Suddenly, Peter shot out of his seat, nearly knocking over a lamp.
"What is it?" Gabriel asked.
"Molly," he muttered, running over to the couch where Matt was sleeping. "Matt! Matt wake up."
"Hmm?" he grumbled groggily.
"Wake up, Molly is in trouble," he said, effectively waking the other man.
"What?" he asked shooting right up.
"Molly is in trouble. We have to help her. Where is she?"
"I don't know…"
"What do you mean you don't know? You're her guardian!"
"Mohinder sent her away, he didn't tell me where."
Peter made an incomprehensible sound as he sped toward the Indian's room.
"Wake up," he shouted upon entering the room. He threw a pillow at the sleeping man and shouted again "Wake up!"
"Wha-?"
"Where is she? Where is Molly?"