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Title: An Unexpected Guest, Part 1
Author: sinemoras09
Characters: Peter, Adam, Yaeko
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1,338
Spoilers: Season 2
Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Summary: AU. Peter accidentally takes Yaeko back into the future. Takes place immediately after "Four Months Ago." Written for un_love_you prompt #1, "You were right about me."
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Part I
"I don't know what happened," Peter says. "I was dreaming about her. Her village was burning and I had to save her."
Adam pushes past him, sees the prostrate figure of a girl lying on Peter's bed.
"Oh my God," Adam says. "It's Yaeko."
Yaeko moans, softly. Peter stands behind him, wringing his hands.
*****
"I've been dreaming about her every night, but tonight was different," Peter says. "She was in danger, I had to do something."
Peter and Adam stand by Peter's bed, standing over Yaeko. She's unconscious but she keeps moving in sudden jerks, her hands clenching and unclenching the sheets. Her kimono is torn; her hands and face are covered in soot.
"I can't believe this," Adam says. "You haven't been dreaming, you've been teleporting in your sleep. Christ, Peter, how could you let this happen?"
"I don't know," Peter says. "I didn't think it was real."
Yaeko moans, softly. Peter presses her forehead with the back of his hand.
"She has a fever," Peter says. He stands up and grabs a washcloth, wetting it in the basin. Adam pulls out a syringe and wraps a towel tight around his arm.
"What are you doing?" Peter asks.
"Making a tourniquet, what does it look like?" Adam says, and he inserts the needle into his arm. He draws up the blood and slowly injects it into Yaeko's arm. Her eyelids flutter. She moans, then moves her head. Slowly the bruises on her face seem to fade, and she opens her eyes.
"Kensei," Yaeko says. Her chest heaves. Peter reaches out an arm.
"It's okay," Peter says. "You're safe here, it's o--"
Yaeko springs. Peter's shoved backwards. She grabs a broom from the corner and swings it like a sword.
"Jesus!" Adam says. Yaeko swings but Adam ducks. The broom slams into the dresser. Adam grabs a lamp and uses it like a shield. "Peter, for God's sakes--"
Peter jumps and throws his hand up. A bolt of lightning slashes toward her but Yaeko flips backward. It smashes into the wall.
"She's moving too fast, I don't want to hurt her!" Peter says.
"Shit!" Adam says. He rushes toward her. Yaeko jabs the broom at him, slamming into his chest. Adam's knocked backward. She whirls and kicks Peter in the stomach. Peter slams against the wall.
Yaeko turns and darts into the kitchen. Peter rushes after her. There's a rack of knives on the counter and Yaeko grabs one in her hand.
"Where am I?" Yaeko says, in Japanese. "What did you do to me? Who are you?"
"You're in the future, I brought you here," Peter says, in Japanese. "I know you're scared, but I don't want to hurt you. Please, just put down the knife. I just want to talk, that's all."
Yaeko's eyes flash. Slowly she lowers her knife. Peter takes it and sets it on the counter.
*****
"Bloody empaths. I can't believe you speak Japanese now, it's just not fair," Adam says.
They're sitting in Adam's room; Adam is on the bed, leaning against the wall, while Peter paces by the door. Adam is frowning. He sits with his elbows on his knees, his eyes trained on the ceiling.
"It took me a solid year before I could even begin to understand the language, let alone speak it," Adam says. "That you can soak it up from Yaeko and speak it like a damn native is an insult to the human intellect. Or maybe I'm just jealous, I don't know."
"It wasn't like absorbing an ability, though," Peter says. "It was like I suddenly understood, you know? Like my mind just clicked. Everything just made sense...."
"Intuitive aptitude," Adam says.
"I guess," Peter says.
Adam knocks his head against the wall. "Christ," Adam says. "Well as long as you don't become psychotic, I guess we'll be okay."
Yaeko sighs in the other room. Peter leans against the door, listening.
"What? Is she awake?" Adam asks.
"No, she's still asleep," Peter says. "How do you know her, anyway? She didn't seem too happy to see you."
Adam doesn't answer. On the outside, he looks perfectly calm, sitting quietly and staring at his hands. But Peter can feel Adam trying to keep his emotions in check; his psyche is practically screaming.
"Look, I could read your mind if I wanted to, but I'm not. I just want a straight answer here," Peter says.
Adam's eyes flick upwards before staring back at his hands.
"We were lovers, once," Adam says, quietly. "At least, we were meant to be. But she fell in love with someone else."
"I'm sorry," Peter says.
"It's okay," Adam says. "It happened ages ago; it's all 'water under the bridge' as you say. But if you don't mind, I'd rather not talk about it. These things are rather personal, you know."
"No, that's fine," Peter says. He hears Yaeko moving.
"I think she's awake," Peter says. He stands and puts his hand on the doorknob. "You gonna be okay?"
"Why do you keep asking me that? I'm fine," Adam says.
"You seem a little shook up, is all," Peter says. "Empath, remember?"
"Just go check on her, will you?" Adam says. "I still need to go over the blueprints to the Company facility. Bloody good telekinesis will do if we run into any power barriers."
*****
Peter knocks on the door, then opens it, softly. Yaeko is meditating in Peter's room. She's sitting cross-legged, her feet on her calves and her wrists resting on her knees.
"That looks uncomfortable," Peter says in Japanese. Yaeko looks up. Wisps of hair frame her face. She smiles, gently.
"You are back," Yaeko says. Neatly, she folds her legs underneath herself and offers Peter a seat on the floor. Peter squats next to her, then touches her robe.
"We need to get you some modern clothes," Peter says. "That's one of the drawbacks of time-travel. You never wear what you're supposed to be wearing."
Yaeko smiles, serenely. Peter's smile fades.
"There's something I have to tell you," Peter says. He shifts his weight, sitting closer to her.
"It's not safe for you here," Peter says. "In a couple days, something bad's gonna happen. Something big. It's like...it's like a weapon. Like the gunpowder your father traded, and it's going to go off. Adam and I are going to stop it."
Yaeko's eyes widen. She stands up, wringing her hands.
"You cannot trust him," Yaeko says. "He betrayed my father and he tried to kill the one I love. He will betray you, Peter-sama. He will cut out your heart if it suits his needs."
"No, he wouldn't do that, I'd trust him with my life," Peter says. "And even if he did betray your father, that was a long time ago. He's a different person, now. He just wants to help."
Yaeko stands and moves quickly to the window. She rubs her hand against the frosted glass, looking out into the street below.
"It was my fault," Yaeko says. "I trusted him; I thought he was someone he was not." She turns and catches Peter's gaze.
"He will betray you," Yaeko says. "Do not make the same mistake."
She pulls the blinds shut, then pushes past Peter as she walks out the room.
Part 2
NOTE: this was written during season 2, before THE HUNGER or whatever that was introduced in season 3. Ugh. :/
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A/N: I wanted to write a fic where Yaeko uses her martial arts skillz, so that's where this came from. I'm not really sure where this is going, but yeah. We'll see how this turns out :P
Also, the whole Oirish!amnesia!storyline never happened in this AU, if that wasn't obvious. *nods*
Author: sinemoras09
Characters: Peter, Adam, Yaeko
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1,338
Spoilers: Season 2
Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Summary: AU. Peter accidentally takes Yaeko back into the future. Takes place immediately after "Four Months Ago." Written for un_love_you prompt #1, "You were right about me."
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Part I
"I don't know what happened," Peter says. "I was dreaming about her. Her village was burning and I had to save her."
Adam pushes past him, sees the prostrate figure of a girl lying on Peter's bed.
"Oh my God," Adam says. "It's Yaeko."
Yaeko moans, softly. Peter stands behind him, wringing his hands.
*****
"I've been dreaming about her every night, but tonight was different," Peter says. "She was in danger, I had to do something."
Peter and Adam stand by Peter's bed, standing over Yaeko. She's unconscious but she keeps moving in sudden jerks, her hands clenching and unclenching the sheets. Her kimono is torn; her hands and face are covered in soot.
"I can't believe this," Adam says. "You haven't been dreaming, you've been teleporting in your sleep. Christ, Peter, how could you let this happen?"
"I don't know," Peter says. "I didn't think it was real."
Yaeko moans, softly. Peter presses her forehead with the back of his hand.
"She has a fever," Peter says. He stands up and grabs a washcloth, wetting it in the basin. Adam pulls out a syringe and wraps a towel tight around his arm.
"What are you doing?" Peter asks.
"Making a tourniquet, what does it look like?" Adam says, and he inserts the needle into his arm. He draws up the blood and slowly injects it into Yaeko's arm. Her eyelids flutter. She moans, then moves her head. Slowly the bruises on her face seem to fade, and she opens her eyes.
"Kensei," Yaeko says. Her chest heaves. Peter reaches out an arm.
"It's okay," Peter says. "You're safe here, it's o--"
Yaeko springs. Peter's shoved backwards. She grabs a broom from the corner and swings it like a sword.
"Jesus!" Adam says. Yaeko swings but Adam ducks. The broom slams into the dresser. Adam grabs a lamp and uses it like a shield. "Peter, for God's sakes--"
Peter jumps and throws his hand up. A bolt of lightning slashes toward her but Yaeko flips backward. It smashes into the wall.
"She's moving too fast, I don't want to hurt her!" Peter says.
"Shit!" Adam says. He rushes toward her. Yaeko jabs the broom at him, slamming into his chest. Adam's knocked backward. She whirls and kicks Peter in the stomach. Peter slams against the wall.
Yaeko turns and darts into the kitchen. Peter rushes after her. There's a rack of knives on the counter and Yaeko grabs one in her hand.
"Where am I?" Yaeko says, in Japanese. "What did you do to me? Who are you?"
"You're in the future, I brought you here," Peter says, in Japanese. "I know you're scared, but I don't want to hurt you. Please, just put down the knife. I just want to talk, that's all."
Yaeko's eyes flash. Slowly she lowers her knife. Peter takes it and sets it on the counter.
*****
"Bloody empaths. I can't believe you speak Japanese now, it's just not fair," Adam says.
They're sitting in Adam's room; Adam is on the bed, leaning against the wall, while Peter paces by the door. Adam is frowning. He sits with his elbows on his knees, his eyes trained on the ceiling.
"It took me a solid year before I could even begin to understand the language, let alone speak it," Adam says. "That you can soak it up from Yaeko and speak it like a damn native is an insult to the human intellect. Or maybe I'm just jealous, I don't know."
"It wasn't like absorbing an ability, though," Peter says. "It was like I suddenly understood, you know? Like my mind just clicked. Everything just made sense...."
"Intuitive aptitude," Adam says.
"I guess," Peter says.
Adam knocks his head against the wall. "Christ," Adam says. "Well as long as you don't become psychotic, I guess we'll be okay."
Yaeko sighs in the other room. Peter leans against the door, listening.
"What? Is she awake?" Adam asks.
"No, she's still asleep," Peter says. "How do you know her, anyway? She didn't seem too happy to see you."
Adam doesn't answer. On the outside, he looks perfectly calm, sitting quietly and staring at his hands. But Peter can feel Adam trying to keep his emotions in check; his psyche is practically screaming.
"Look, I could read your mind if I wanted to, but I'm not. I just want a straight answer here," Peter says.
Adam's eyes flick upwards before staring back at his hands.
"We were lovers, once," Adam says, quietly. "At least, we were meant to be. But she fell in love with someone else."
"I'm sorry," Peter says.
"It's okay," Adam says. "It happened ages ago; it's all 'water under the bridge' as you say. But if you don't mind, I'd rather not talk about it. These things are rather personal, you know."
"No, that's fine," Peter says. He hears Yaeko moving.
"I think she's awake," Peter says. He stands and puts his hand on the doorknob. "You gonna be okay?"
"Why do you keep asking me that? I'm fine," Adam says.
"You seem a little shook up, is all," Peter says. "Empath, remember?"
"Just go check on her, will you?" Adam says. "I still need to go over the blueprints to the Company facility. Bloody good telekinesis will do if we run into any power barriers."
*****
Peter knocks on the door, then opens it, softly. Yaeko is meditating in Peter's room. She's sitting cross-legged, her feet on her calves and her wrists resting on her knees.
"That looks uncomfortable," Peter says in Japanese. Yaeko looks up. Wisps of hair frame her face. She smiles, gently.
"You are back," Yaeko says. Neatly, she folds her legs underneath herself and offers Peter a seat on the floor. Peter squats next to her, then touches her robe.
"We need to get you some modern clothes," Peter says. "That's one of the drawbacks of time-travel. You never wear what you're supposed to be wearing."
Yaeko smiles, serenely. Peter's smile fades.
"There's something I have to tell you," Peter says. He shifts his weight, sitting closer to her.
"It's not safe for you here," Peter says. "In a couple days, something bad's gonna happen. Something big. It's like...it's like a weapon. Like the gunpowder your father traded, and it's going to go off. Adam and I are going to stop it."
Yaeko's eyes widen. She stands up, wringing her hands.
"You cannot trust him," Yaeko says. "He betrayed my father and he tried to kill the one I love. He will betray you, Peter-sama. He will cut out your heart if it suits his needs."
"No, he wouldn't do that, I'd trust him with my life," Peter says. "And even if he did betray your father, that was a long time ago. He's a different person, now. He just wants to help."
Yaeko stands and moves quickly to the window. She rubs her hand against the frosted glass, looking out into the street below.
"It was my fault," Yaeko says. "I trusted him; I thought he was someone he was not." She turns and catches Peter's gaze.
"He will betray you," Yaeko says. "Do not make the same mistake."
She pulls the blinds shut, then pushes past Peter as she walks out the room.
Part 2
NOTE: this was written during season 2, before THE HUNGER or whatever that was introduced in season 3. Ugh. :/
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A/N: I wanted to write a fic where Yaeko uses her martial arts skillz, so that's where this came from. I'm not really sure where this is going, but yeah. We'll see how this turns out :P
Also, the whole Oirish!amnesia!storyline never happened in this AU, if that wasn't obvious. *nods*