" Peter shook his head clear and stared at Laura. Her face showed a bit of enthusiasm. Peter's hand shot out and knocked Laura down the street she had...come down, the women had all disappeared. This was his mind, not a huge family gathering. He didn't care how many Red had created, they weren't part of him and he wasn't part of her. Peter flew down the street after Laura to find her picking herself up off the ground. She leapt at him, grabbed his arm, and flung him into a building. Peter slammed. Danny knew he had to snap himself, very quickly, out of his reverie. Before he could allow himself to fully appreciate what he was seeing he was down on his knees grabbing at both of Janet’s extended arms. He stood up using the bulk of his frame as a counterbalance to allow her to heave herself up and onto her feet again. Janet demurely adjusted her clothing looking at the ground the whole time and giving little coughs of embarrassment as she proceeded.Danny very deftly picked off some of the. .. but they were weak, so weak. He teetered, his body barely above the edge of the landing. He grabbed with his right arm, reaching for a rather large piece of what had once been a wall or ceiling or something and tried to pull – but all he could feel was pain and he couldn't be sure he was making any headway. He tried pushing with his legs but they were jelly; there was nothing left in them. He was exhausted, his head hurt, his body hurt and he looked down to see blood seeping out of his side. Holding in the laughter was not easy, but we made it around the corner before we both exploded. We must have laughed a full minute, til my sides, at least, were aching. It felt very good, especially after my last few weeks. Sheila's car was just around the corner, so we had transportation. She drove us to a Greek place, D's Grill, with which I was unfamiliar.Sheila:Getting Francine out of bed was a chore. After we finally got to bed, I spooned up behind her, and slept like a rock. 5:30 AM came.