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Clark smiled into the kiss when he pulled her close and kissed her back. She was happy it wasn't just some drunken fling. She pushed him slightly into the room, just enough for her new found powers to push the door closed, it wasn't all the way closed, just cracked. She wanted to be sure if...

Clark smiled as he hugged her back, she could tell he was being very gentle. He was almost not even touching her. She moved her hands up to cup his face and she kissed his lips. This was the first time she really kissed him without being totally drunk. She wanted him to kiss her back, and she...

"Oh, that, they don't hurt. I'm fine, you were sick. If I really wanted to I could have stopped you." She said and her eyes went bright purple and the door opened all the way, without anyone touching it. She had been practicing her new found power in her free time. Her eyes went back to their...

Clark watched as he opened the door, she let her hands fall off the door. "What are you talking about?" She asked, she forgot about the bruises, they didn't bother her that much. In fact she actually bruised pretty easily. "I'm fine. You're the one I'm worried about. You scared me being all sick...

"Peter.. Whats wrong?" Clark asked as she put her other hand on the wooden part of the door. She didn't quite know what happened. He just left out of the blue, and she thought she had done something wrong. "Did I do something?" She asked and bit her bottom lip.

Clark knocked again. "Peter? I'm coming in." She said, she was worried something had happened to him. So she went and twisted the door handle, it was unlocked but wouldn't open. "Peter. Let me in." She said in a worried tone of voice. She was worried he was going back into what happened earlier.

Once Clark finally woke up she realized Peter was gone. Her heart somewhat sank at the realization. She sat up, then she felt it. She was going to be sick. She quickly got up and ran to the toilet, she let all that alcohol leave her body before she flushed and then went and brushed her teeth...

Clark slept peacefully in Peters arms and didn't once wake up. Once he rolled over so did she, She was facing his back and cuddled up with him, one of her arms draped over him. As she moved to turn toward him her loose shirt pulled up, and big black and purple bruises showed, even the one with...

Clark looked back over at him to answer the question but she his eyes closed. She walked over and looked at the time on her phone 4:26am. She crawled into bed and turned off her bedside lamp, the room now totally dark. She closed her eyes and fell asleep in minutes next to Peter.

"Well, we got drugged at the club.." Clark said and stroked his hair, she liked messing with his hair, I was soft and smooth. "You got more of it than I did, and had an allergic reaction." She said and got up out of the bed and flipped the light switch off.

Clark brushed his damp hair out of his face. "Hey, feeling better?" She asked in a soft voice as she laid beside him in her bed. She kissed his cheek, and his fever was already better than before.

Clark heard a lot of rustling coming from her bed room. She opened her bathroom door, was in a sports bra, with a loose black tank top, and bright pink Nike shorts. She looked at Damon and then at Nicholas black eye, "He is quiet a handful isn't he?" She said and went over to her bedside table...

Clark heard a lot of rustling coming from her bed room. She opened her bathroom door, was in a sports bra, with a loose black tank top, and bright pink Nike shorts. She looked at Damon and saw his back and and laughed a little. "He is quiet a handful isn't he?" She said and went over to her...

Clark got up and whispered. "Try to get him into dry clothes if you can, and to my room." She said before leaving the room. She went to her room, straight to her bathroom. She locked her bathroom door and got undress. She caught a glance of dark bruises on her body, one in the shape of Peters...

Clark gasped as cold water spilled all over them. "Peter... You just had to be difficult." She sighed and shook her head. She sat up and brushed the wet hair from her face. "It may be time for relocation.." She said as she looked at the now really wet bed. "If you guy could change him into...

Clark nodded. "Okay, let me see them." She said and took the pills from him. "I'm going to make you feel better okay? But I need you to these for me." She said as she stroked his hair one last time and she kissed his forehead. She then opened his mouth and stuck the pills as far back as she...

Clark nodded. "I can do it, just what should I do?" She asked, she didn't really know how she could help. Or what exactly she should be doing.

Clark continued to hum and softly stroke his hair and his brothers gathered around, she slightly felt awkward being in his arms with others around and watching. It was weird for her, but she was more worried about Peter than that. She studied his face as this went on.

Clark continued to stroke his hair. "What should I do...?" Half asking them, half asking herself. She continued to stroke his hair as she thought, Then she began to hum. She hummed the tune of the song she helped Peter with writing the other day.

"Barely.. God.. What the hell what in that drink." She said and rubbed her temple. "Peter looks horrible. What do we do?" She said trying to move to sit up, but Peter wouldn't allow her to. She wiped all the hair out of his face, and used his blanket to blot off some sweat. She kissed his...