Darker London-Uncover what is underneath...

This should be backdated a bit but I don't know how much!

As much as Peter hated flying, he loved going to the airport when it meant picking up someone he loved. His family was returning from their vacation in Spain and Peter could barely keep still while he waited in the international arrivals lounge of Heathrow airport.

( Family )

Sometimes the most difficult thing to do at his hospital was simply leaving it.

( Busy as a bee! )

Peter's family was feeling the doldrums of the After-Christmas Blues, but it did help to know that they would be jetting off to Valencia in the early hours of the morning. Spain was like a place of solace for all of them. A place where they could relax and enjoy their family. It was especially important now, after the loss of David. Family mattered, and tomorrow they would be literally surrounded by it.

( Familia )

Lydia entered her parents' room just in time to see her father bend over in a fit of coughing, which looked like it was rather uncomfortable. She leaned against the wall with a worried look on her face while Peter proceeded to cough so hard it sounded like he was going to lose a lung.

( No, you are not okay! )

Life in the Kemp household had not been entirely pleasant of late. Peter was mourning the loss of his best friend, and he was doing his best to work through it to be there for his family. Because even while he grieved, Aly was also grieving. And the way things were, she seemed worse off than he was. Peter was doing most of the work at home, which he certainly didn't mind, though it gave him little time to help Aly let alone himself.

( Infected )

Peter certainly had not expected his thirteen-year-old daughter to come tromping home with her hair newly purple. In fact, when Peter first looked out the window to see who was making their way up the walk, he thought Lydia had brought home a friend. Then he blinked and realised the girl with the purple hair was Lydia. Peter rubbed his lips with his one hand for a moment as he was holding baby Thomas in the other, and he watched her before he went to the door to greet Lydia, Anna and Caleb.

( See me )

Peter's birthday was, so far, perfect. Thomas and Spectre were seated on the sofa, cuddling with Abby who was mocking Stuart. It wasn't completely clear what Stuart was doing, but as Abby mocked a large percentage of the things he did, it could have been anything. David, his arms full with his young son William, moved over to join them, and he and Thomas broke into a passionate conversation about the theatre and children while their respective spouses looked on, their faces more than fond.

( The Party )