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When Liz woke up in the morning, she didn't think anything of the fact that Peter wasn't beside her - he normally went to make muffins the mornings they spent the night tonight. Liz knew, too, that it was arrival day and she was scheduled to work so it made sense for the early morning. After she showered and dressed and Peter still hadn't come back, Liz had gone to the kitchens. Mary was doing some baking for the day and told her she hadn't seen Peter all morning. Bo was going through the stock under the bar - she also hadn't seen Peter. When Liz went to Peter's room and Alec confirmed that he wasn't there, she started to get worried. Instead of continuing her search, she went to the front desk.

"I'd like to find out what room Peter Parker is in." She took a deep breath and when the man behind the desk said there was no 'Peter Parker' staying at the inn, Liz's world world closed in around her. She stood there staring at the man blankly - she stood there for a while until Alec showed up and asked about Peter. Liz was pretty sure she shook her head, but she couldn't be sure. A few minutes later, Liz forced herself to move and find Ned.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on and Mary decided more baked goods would be better for today, again. It seemed like arrival day was turning into 'departure date' and that was troubling. Selfishly, of course, she made sure her boys were still here, including James, and even River. Once that was confirmed, she decided to take over most of Liz's duties today - she was going to be useless in her current state.

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"Well, for one, there was a slightly less handsome version of me." He looked back at her and managed a wink. "Plus, some of the details were off. Different flag for Terminal City. Manticore was still up and running." He shook his head. "I didn't notice it at first until I saw the first big difference and then it was easier to pick up on. Weird to see people you know, but don't really know."

Clarice drank from her glass and nodded. "That would suck. Knowing someone but not really. You'd notice everything that was slightly off or really off." She smiled slightly, "like a slightly less handsome version of you."

"He is distracting, isn't he?" He winked at Clarice, though his eyes were just a little duller than normally when he made a joke about Dean. Still, it was nice to feel a little normal - Clarice seemed to help ground him. "You'd have liked it there, though. Terminal City. No one bats an eye at people like us because it's all just freaks like us." Though when he left, there was going to be a war.

"Sounds like the mutant underground." Clarice actually still missed them. "Did you come back on your own or were you yanked back like the other times we left?" It would be hard to live in a world that was yours but not, but it would also be really tempting.

"Believe it or not, there was the door to our room in the middle of Manticore. We found it and just walked through." It had looked extremely out of place with the rest of Manticore's covert military underground-chic look. "Almost felt like the place was messing with us on purpose."

"Wouldn't surprise me if it did." Clarice agreed. "Did it at least appear when you needed it or probably at the worst time." She smiled slightly knowing how Fate and shit happens .... happened.

He thought about it, then shrugged. "Saw it on some surveillance pictures, but it was in the middle of Manticore which meant we had to go straight into danger to get out." It figured, really.

"Of course you did." Clarice said wryly. "I'm surprised it didn't move on you like in dreams where you approach something but it keeps being out of reach."

She made a face. "Shit, I think I just jinxed myself and that will probably happen next."

"If it happens to you, just promise me I'll be there to help you out." He didn't like the idea of Clarice suddenly leaving or even having a hard time getting out of an Otherworld. He wanted her right where she was. Well... maybe not right where she was. "Want to get out of here?" An invitation for his room or hers.

Clarice knew that she couldn't promise that, because it was out of her control. But that wasn't what Alec needed to hear. "Pinky swear, that if I'm in a shitty situation, you'll be there." She stood up as she slid her empty glass away from her and looked at Alec.

"I never say no to that." She winked at him. "Feel like continuing this at my place?" Clarice assumed that he wouldn't want to go back to his room that would only emphasize that Peter was gone.

"That sounds like the best plan I've heard all day." He finished the alcohol in his drink in one long gulp and then stood - He needed this and he needed her.

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