“Because after everything that we’ve been through-- together, I refuse to believe this is something you want. I don’t-- I don’t understand what this is really about. I’ll see about a few less shifts at the hospital, I know this modelling work is important to you and I want to support you, but that means longer hours for me. I’m sorry. That’s just how normal jobs are. Why don’t we have a date night? A proper one. Really fancy.”

Rory was terrified. Amy had turned into someone else over the course of the past few weeks and he was so afraid it had started long before that... but he didn’t know why or how to fix it. He was so afraid she was pulling away from him and he had been too damn busy to even notice. 

​She had been sitting at the table waiting for his return for what felt like hours. Luckily she had Lola to keep her company.

“If you don’t want me to stay up late then don’t come home late.” Her face was a mixture of annoyance, sadness, and fear. She got up and marched over to him in all the seriousness a ten year old could muster.

“I keep having scary dreams about you. I had a dream you were burning and there was so much fire. You were hurting a lot. I had to make sure you made it home.”

Anakin took a deep breath, at her tone.  “Leia..don’t make me tell your mother, that you have that tone.”  He wasn’t always good at being the one to reprimand, either of them.  But, Leia had him wrapped around her finger, and she knew that, far too well.  She had a little too much of him, in her.

“I am okay. It’s just a few bruises and cuts. I’ll be good at new, in no time. I’ll get Mom to put bacta on me.  You know, she’ll lecture me, while she does it too.”  He took a deep breath.

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"Billy, dear," Wanda called, firm and unwavering, "Mommy's gonna need you out of the house for a few hours, yeah? Out of town would be even better, actually-"

She didn't know how long she could keep the other one out of her universe, but Wanda didn't want to find out. This other her was desperate for kids, it seemed, but so was Wanda herself.

One minute, he was helping to fight off the other villains while all three Peter Parkers worked together to cure them, the next... He was immediately thrown back into his timeline - exactly where he had left off. His machine was going to destroy the city. Peter was trying to stop it.

Otto, of course, immediately went into action. He helped to stop his creation with little regard for his own life. It didn't matter if he died. Rosie was gone. He had nothing left. The least he could do was help Peter save the city.

Much to his surprise, Otto did not perish with his machine. Peter pulled him from the water before he drifted too far down. His actuators would repair themselves- well, minus the one that was missing her claw- in time. They were built to resist water damage. Before the police had time to show up, Peter ushered Otto off, much to the man's disliking. He should pay for his actions, not run from them. He spent days ducking past officers and trying to keep himself under the radar, until Peter came to him with news. News that startled Otto to his core.

His Rosie was alive. Suffering the aftereffects of her injuries, but alive. Peter informed Otto that she was still in the hospital, but that he could go see her- so long as he didn't use his legal name and kept his actuators hidden. So, here he was, standing in front of Rosie's hospital room door. The nurse that had escorted him quietly excused herself, leaving him alone.

Peter couldn’t help but chuckle at May’s reaction. He TRUSTED his aunt, of course. He knew how good she had always been to him. But he still wasn’t entirely at ease with the situation. What if MJ didn’t want to marry him ? He was Spider-Man, and she knew it. His life would never be simple. He just couldn’t tell this to May, even if he was pretty sure she had understand who he truly was many years ago.