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"No One Told Me Why I'm In Berlin" - Tag Peter and Alec
When Liz found out that the new world was actually Earth and Europe, she couldn't quite hold back her excitement. The fact that the year was, according to the people at the desk, 2018 meant she was going to be closer to Peter's time than her own. She would finally be able to experience what his world was like, even just a little bit, and learn more about the internet and scientific advancement and maybe watch a few of Peter's favourite films they couldn't get at the inn.
"I still don't know why I'm here." Alec sat across from the two teenagers on the train heading to Berlin looking appropriately put-out despite not actually feeling that way. The truth was, he had never been to Europe and he had seen that semi-embarrassing video that Peter had of his trip to Germany and maybe, just maybe, he wanted to see it. Though he told himself he was actually just chaperoning because the world could be dangerous and both Liz and Peter were naive and believed the best in people, even when they shouldn't.
Liz was dialing another phone number on the smartphone she had been given. Thankfully she had enough practice with Peter's to be able to use the one she had and not look entirely inept. So far there had been no answer with Maria's house and the number for the Crashdown was out of service. Her home got a busy signal. She also knew it was a possibility everyone had moved or something. Then suddenly her face lit up - the Roswell police department was on the other end.
"Hi, um. Yes. I was wondering if I could speak to Sheriff Valenti please?" A pause. "Sheriff Valenti. Valenti." Another pause as her excitement lessened. "Okay, well, um. Can you at least tell me if there was a record of a Sheriff Valenti on the force?... How can you not know that." She caught herself as the words came out more tense and annoyed. Liz took a breath. "Yes, I'll hold." And hold she did. The more she waited, the more her expression dampened. Finally, there was a voice again. "Oh.. okay. Yes. Thank you. Goodbye."
She hung up. "They, um. They have no record of him working there. So I guess.. this isn't my world."
Alec shrugged, still looking out the window. "This isn't mine either. We can be twinsies, if you want."
"I still don't know why I'm here." Alec sat across from the two teenagers on the train heading to Berlin looking appropriately put-out despite not actually feeling that way. The truth was, he had never been to Europe and he had seen that semi-embarrassing video that Peter had of his trip to Germany and maybe, just maybe, he wanted to see it. Though he told himself he was actually just chaperoning because the world could be dangerous and both Liz and Peter were naive and believed the best in people, even when they shouldn't.
Liz was dialing another phone number on the smartphone she had been given. Thankfully she had enough practice with Peter's to be able to use the one she had and not look entirely inept. So far there had been no answer with Maria's house and the number for the Crashdown was out of service. Her home got a busy signal. She also knew it was a possibility everyone had moved or something. Then suddenly her face lit up - the Roswell police department was on the other end.
"Hi, um. Yes. I was wondering if I could speak to Sheriff Valenti please?" A pause. "Sheriff Valenti. Valenti." Another pause as her excitement lessened. "Okay, well, um. Can you at least tell me if there was a record of a Sheriff Valenti on the force?... How can you not know that." She caught herself as the words came out more tense and annoyed. Liz took a breath. "Yes, I'll hold." And hold she did. The more she waited, the more her expression dampened. Finally, there was a voice again. "Oh.. okay. Yes. Thank you. Goodbye."
She hung up. "They, um. They have no record of him working there. So I guess.. this isn't my world."
Alec shrugged, still looking out the window. "This isn't mine either. We can be twinsies, if you want."
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He presses his face against her shoulder.
"It just sucks," he murmurs.
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She let her hand run through his hair gently in the hopes to comfort him. "I know...I'm sorry you had to do that."
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"We should join Alec."
Peter rubs the side of his nose, and before Liz can move to join him, he opens his mouth again.
"Thank you."
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Liz started to climb the ladder. The door was left open and was easy to climb out. She stepped down onto the roof and looked around. Her eyes landed on Alec and something swelled inside of her. She marched over, expression hard and intent, and she shoved his chest - not that it particularly moved him, she was rather weak.
"You need to be more careful about where you bring us!" She pointed at him, voice angry and Stern and maybe louder than it should be. "You can't just - just do that. Put us through things like that!" She surprised herself with another shove - Alec looked slightly surprised, but was obviously letting her take it out on him. "You're supposed to the one to keep us safe!"
Liz didn't normally feel like any of this, but at that moment, the turmoil she felt for what Peter had to go through and how he felt welled up inside her and released themselves out at Alec.
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Peter shoves his hands into the pockets of his jacket, oblivious to Liz's encounter with Alec only a few moments before.
"What do we do now?" he asks. "Are they still down there?"
He can easily make it to the next roof over; it's Liz and Alec he's worried about.
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"Yeah, they're taking people's statements and waiting for transport for some." He looked out at the other buildings. "If we can get to that third building, we'll be able to take the stairs down and blend in with the crowd." There was, it seemed, a more legitimate club a few buildings down.
Liz tried to keep all the complicated feelings she had at that moment away from her face.
Alec looked at Peter. "I can make those jumps." His eyes glanced to Liz with a look that said 'she can't'. He paused. "I can jump with her." He could probably make it.
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"I should be able to swing over," Peter says, looking at Liz. "You okay if I take you?"
It will be easier for Alec to make the jump without her, he's sure.
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She closed the distance between her and Peter, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Alec surprised the eye-roll he felt, but didn't say anything. "See you on the other side." He focused on the point on the other roof and did a run - fast enough he could avoid a bullet if he had to - and left much like the big cats in his DNA. The landed with a rolled of his shoulders and came up to standing on the other roof. Definitely easier without a teenage girl on his shoulder.
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He's confident he can do it, though. He wouldn't swing with Liz if he weren't.
Peter tightens his grip on Liz, shoots out a spray of web-fluid at a higher building just beyond the one they were going to land on, then races towards the edge and swings forward.
Once they're just over the building, he breaks off the connection with the fluid and lands solidly on the roof, arm still tightly wrapped around Liz.
"Everyone okay?"
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Alec also nodded. "Yeah. You?" And maybe he didn't mean from the swinging. There was one more roof to get to.
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And once she has indicated she was, he repeats the process, landing just as smoothly as he had before.
Somehow, swinging out in the open made so much of what happened earlier better. Before, he felt trapped, but now... it was the opposite.
Peter'd really missed this.
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Alec came landing on the roof with another roll to his feet. He had to admit Peter's way looked a little easier, although he, too, missed being able to stretch his legs like this.
"We climb down the fire escape and act like we're leaving the club, understand?"
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Alec rubbed the back of his neck. "You got a second?" He nodded towards his own room.
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"Everything okay?"
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"I'm fine," he says.
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Alec didn't really believe it, but he nodded. Maybe this was one of those 'only my girlfriend can know deals.'
"Look. I'm... Sorry. Didn't plan on that happening tonight. So, yeah." It was hard for Alec to apologise. "I don't know what happened down there, but... If you ever want to talk about it."
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Peter takes a breath.
"...the first time I've been in a tight space since..."
Peter swallows. Why is it so hard to say it?
"...a warehouse collapsed on me."
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He did not look surprised at such an admission, but neither did he look pleased. Alec stared at Peter.
"The memories came back, huh? Felt real?"
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"I don't know," he says looking down at his hands. "I didn't even think it was going to happen until it did, and..."
He dampens his lips.
"...I'm sorry if it made things weird."
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He crossed his arms over his chest the way he did when he was thinking. "No, it's normal. It happens to everyone who does the things we do." He walked over to the pants he had walked into the Otherworld with and pulled out something from the pocket.
"That's why I have nightmares. That's why other people drink. We all have our ways." And he hated that Peter had something that linger from being Spider-Man. There'd only be more of that in the future.
"Don't apologise for being a person." But now he understood why Liz had freaked out on him. And she had been right. This was, essentially, his fault.
"Monologues huh?"
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He wouldn't have known what to do if Liz hadn't told him.
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"I guess your pop culture obsession is good for something."
He walked over and produced a Madonna Inn coaster that had Thor's writing on it. It said Look forward to fighting alongside you in battle sometime soon. - Thor
"I was going to give this to you later but now seems like a good time."
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