Then it begins to smoke

Chapter 10
Anna’s point of view
We sit in silence for a moment, after Bruce leaves.
“I missed you.” Peter says, as he looks at me.
“I love you.” I reply, since it’s kind of hard to miss someone when you think that you’re with them. Not to mention being asleep. I can’t help but notice the similarities between this reality and my dream. How Peter proposed. I decide instantly not to tell him about that, I’ll let him decide if that’s our path in due time. “How’s your Aunt?” I ask, suddenly, surprising myself with the question. Peter sighs
“I don’t know, haven’t been home for a while. I’ve lived in this chair for like the past three weeks” he says, I frown. While it is touching that he sat by my bed this entire time, I also knew how much his Aunt meant to him.
“You should go home. Take a shower, get some sleep.” I say, give me time to collect my thoughts. Figure out what the hell is happening with me. He scowls,
“You just woke up; you think I’m going to leave you already?’ he asks
“C’mon it’s not like I’m going to be doing anything fun, I’m going to eat take nap. Being in a coma doesn’t mean that I am exactly well rested. Besides May is probably worried about you.” I say, silently urging him to go. He sighs
“Aunt May would understand, one more night.” He says, his face hopeful. He wants me to tell him to stay. I realize,
“Peter- “
“Well, this is a very charged atmosphere.” Says a voice, Peter looks up smiling. A boy, about our age emerges from the corner. He’s tall and slender, with a small flop of dirty blonde hair, on an elegant face.
“Anna, this is Harry, my friend Harry.” He says as he clasps Harry’s shoulder.
“Um. Hi.” I offer, as I shake his hand. Harry smiles
“So nice to finally see you, and like talk to you. I mean, I’ve seen you before, being Red Hood and all, plus the whole, you’ve-been-in-a-coma-and-my-best-friend-has-lived-at-your-bedside-for-like-three-weeks. So obviously I’ve seen you before, so nice to talk to you.” He says as he eagerly pumps my hand.
“Thanks?” I say
“Harry was just dropping by; he’s got a date tonight.” Peter says, Harry frowns. He’s trying to make him leave, I thought amused.
“Oh, right. Yeah. A date. You know me, Harry-the-Player.” He jokes “So nice to like, say hi and everything.” He says as he waves and leaves the room hurriedly.
“Do you usually usher your friends out of your girlfriend’s hospital rooms?” I ask, he laughs
“No, only for you babe.” He says as he places a kiss on my cheek.
“You know; you really should shower. At least talk to your Aunt. I’ll be here when you get back.” I say, he sighs
“Aer you sure? Every time I turn around you’re slipping through my fingers somehow.” He teases, but I can tell, I can feel the underlying worry. I’ve put him through so much.
“I promise, to be here when you get back.” I vow, he smiles
“Are Barton’s any good at keeping promises?” he asks
“We’re better than Parkers.” I tease he laughs and kisses me again before turning to leave.
“I love you.” He says,
“I love you too, now hurry up Bug-Boy, you don’t smell so good.” I tease as he laughs again and leaves.

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