Late Night Gift

JP with Trustno1 and Cindy

Peter still had his eyes closed after they finished what the phone had explained. Opening his eyes, he was wondering if she was still as blushing red as he had ever seen her. He playfully shoved her off and jokingly mocked her response to Prue. "We don't need relationship advice from you!" he said, enjoying the view.

"We get to slay a vampire tomorrow." Peter said, then changed topics. "If you could dream about anything tonight Alyssa, what would it be?" he asked. "You have no idea how much I like hanging out with you. Though others haven't been here for you. I am."

Alyssa heard what sounded like a medicine cabinet shutting in the bathroom.

"Alyssa, we've been in here a while, if someone is in there they must've came in when we were on the swing in the gazebo." He handed her his pistol. “I'm with you Alyssa And that will be one lucky vampire to get such a visual before his final death. Though you haven't visited the holographic training room at the labyrinth, this will be a good test for you. Go get them Agent Wilson. "

He had not once heard anything from the bathroom adjoining the bedroom. Then again, he had been busy.

Alyssa laughed, as she playfully fell off of him and onto the mattress. Before she could respond to any of his questions, the noise could be heard in the bathroom. She hadn't heard anything before either but had also been rather distracted. "Me? Oh, no ....I'm not fighting whatever that is alone, or well,," looking down at herself, "like this." She got herself ready and then slowly pushed the bathroom door open.

As Alyssa opened the bathroom door, she heard silence and saw nothing but darkness. Peter had his weapon readied.

Alyssa reached for the lightswitch on the wall, she moved quickly, hoping to get a glimpse of whatever was in the bathroom.

The bathroom was empty. It was clearly certain that no one had been in there. Though there had been a sound coming from the medicine cabinet.

"You want to open it?" he asked cautiously.

"Might as well," Alyssa said, then swallowed. Not as sure as she sounded. She quickly went to the cabinet, opened it and just as quickly stepped back.

As she stepped back, she realized that somehow Prue Halliwell's knife was placed in the medicine cabin.

“Oooh that!" Sartre said, as he couldn't help himself as he looked at the hacker. “Are you sure you did not bring that in earlier Alyssa? You could not have had it on you anytime in the past hour? I've never seen the secret world this crazy in twelve years." he said.

"No, I didn't have it on me." Alyssa responded, shaking her head. "Even if I did, I wouldn't have put it in the medicine cabinet." The hacker looked up, and then said. "All right, Prue. I'll start carrying it on me." That seemed like the message anyway. "You know you're kind of in your face for a guardian....angel?" No, that didn't seem right. "Guardian witch." Yeah, that seemed more like it.

She turned to Peter, "I supposed I can add Prue as a friend.”

"She seemed to be looking out for your best interests when you met her.” Peter stated. “I will always be your friend Alyssa.” He then asked. “Are you sure that she is the one who put that in there? I mean it certainly seemed like you were taking her relationship advice. ‘Oooh that!’” He teased her again. “When you saw the phone it seemed as if you weren’t embarrassed but excited. You are still blushing some. Let's go back to bed, you can answer those questions I had before we go to sleep.” "Careful with that dagger. Something tells me it's not just a regular knife. Are you scared of the knife?" he asked.

"I'm 90% sure it was her, maybe more. Unless the knife put itself in there, but that's doubtful. No it's likely not a normal knife, but I'm not scared of it. I just don't know what it's capable of." Alyssa didn't want to find out, by accident. That wasn't fear, just caution. The hacker brought the knife with her, and put it on the top of the dresser before going back to bed.

"Easy, before you fall asleep. If you could dream about anything tonight Alyssa, what would it be?" he asked.

"Something nice." Alyssa responded. "Maybe spending time alone with you, with no world ending crisis looming just overhead.”

He moved to kiss her. "Get some sleep and have nice dreams Alyssa.”

She returned the kiss, "Good night.”