Peter Hale (
sassiopath) wrote2017-03-12 09:29 pm
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Getting away - for Piper
Peter's life was lived by moons. His place in his family's life meant that no matter what else he did, he had to be home by the night before the full moon and was free again two days after. His sister would prefer he be there more often but he was trying to find his own life, no matter if Talia felt his life should be hers.
Which was why, come the morning after the full moon, earlier than usual, he wheeled his bike out of the garage and was down the lane before his sister caught on to what the noise was.
He took off up the coast, trying not to think about how hard the night had been, how hard it was dealing with being the alpha's brother and how much it meant his life truly wasn't his own but was hers.
The further he got from Beacon Hills though, the better things got in his head. Getting out of the mindset of being beta and just being Peter Hale.
He rode into San Francisco late in the evening and it was neon lights that caught his attention. Figuring he'd find a room later, he secured his bike and headed into the bar. Tight jeans, a leather jacket, not caring that his hair was a bit windswept as he headed to the bar to order a drink.
Which was why, come the morning after the full moon, earlier than usual, he wheeled his bike out of the garage and was down the lane before his sister caught on to what the noise was.
He took off up the coast, trying not to think about how hard the night had been, how hard it was dealing with being the alpha's brother and how much it meant his life truly wasn't his own but was hers.
The further he got from Beacon Hills though, the better things got in his head. Getting out of the mindset of being beta and just being Peter Hale.
He rode into San Francisco late in the evening and it was neon lights that caught his attention. Figuring he'd find a room later, he secured his bike and headed into the bar. Tight jeans, a leather jacket, not caring that his hair was a bit windswept as he headed to the bar to order a drink.
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Prue and Phoebe had just left for the night, work and homework to focus on so Piper worked the bar, mentally taking inventory as she did. It was hard not to notice the man coming down the stairs in the tight jeans and leather jacket. He was the sort of guy her sisters would have hit on for sure had they been there.
Piper smiled and walked over toward him, waving off one of the other bartenders as she placed a cocktail napkin down. "What can I get for you?"
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Pausing to unzip the jacket, letting it hang loose over the grey henley he wore, Peter slid onto a bar stool, smiling at the girl. "Double whiskey, beer back," he said. He liked the flavors, though it wasn't as if he could actually get drunk off any of it.
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"You got it. Would you like to payout or start a tab," Piper asked as she poured him a double whiskey then a beer, setting both glasses down in front of him.
She wiped her hands off on a towel then grabbing another drink for a customer who just wanted a refill.
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It was a household card with his name on it. Let Talia pay for his excursion. He could afford to be generous considering that.
"What's your name?"
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She walked back over to get started on another drink for one of their regulars. "Piper, the name is Piper Halliwell," she said, with a smile. "First time here?" He didn't look like anyone she had seen before around here but that didn't mean anything. So many people came in and out of P3 that it was hard to really know many of them.
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"Piper," he said, offering his hand. "The pleasure's mine, and definitely my first time. I live down the coast and decided I needed to get away. "Piper... Involved in the P in the name?"
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She reached over after and shook his hand. "Welcome to P3," she said with a bright smile. "I think everyone needs a little time away once in a while." Though she was one to talk, she never really took a trip. Unless you counted work trips here and there. And the one time she went "Up There" to "meet" the Elders before Leo was pulled away. It had been hard at first to lose the man she had loved then but as time went on, she was less hurt and glad she had spent that time with him. Piper knew more now than she had before about herself and about relationships.
"One of them, yes. We're a family with all 'P' names," she laughed. "No one has branched out yet."
Not that any of them had really found anyone just yet. Though Phoebe was getting quite close with Cole, the Assistant DA.
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"Okay so my family never went that far," he teased, grinning. "Though my mother naming me Peter has been a family joke my entire life." Not that he often explained why, but Hales though Peter the wolf, instead of and the wolf was hilarious.
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Piper couldn't help the laugh that escaped when he gave that huffing sigh. "Absolutely," she agreed and took a sip from her glass of Perrier - which was what she was limited to when she was working. At least, what she limited herself to. "It's a little harder for my sisters and I but we make do." It was always when one of them were gone when someone needed their help or something big would happen.
"You should be so lucky," she teased him with a bright grin, realizing after a second that -- damn, was she flirting?? She didn't flirt! Not, normally. Not since Leo and Dan. Neither of which were relevant at this moment.
"Oh? Like the Peter and the Wolf fairy tale? Now that is a little more interesting than most of the women in our family have P names."
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A week without contact after the moon, fine. Two weeks, she started panicking. Three? She sent Laura to track him down. It had happened once and he hadn't done it again. He was only on a long leash and he knew that was the truth. He might be a wolf, but he was domesticated and that was what rubbed him raw.
He knew he was flirting, and he didn't care. He was free, if only for a moment, and he was taking advantage of that.
Pausing when she asked what it was in reference to and then giving her a nod. "Something like that. Our mother was a fan of Russian fairytales." Hence Talia's name as well, though it was less twisted than his was. "And not interesting, just another family moment of I'll probably need another drink."
Said as he took a bigger gulp of his liquor.
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Small miracles.
"Ah, that explains it then," she said with another smile, keeping an eye on the club as she kept up conversation with him. She found herself fascinated which wasn't all that common, especially when she was working here. "Ah yes, those moments. I know them well," she agreed.
"Want another?"
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And he was going to enjoy them. Maybe, in the end, he would never come back. He always thought about it, but he didn't know if he would ever take the chance. Of being hunted down. Of his family paying for him not returning. All of it was asking too much to think about. Not that first night.
"Have an interesting family, do you?" He knows he does, and not many truly seemed to relate to it. She did though. "And definitely another."
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She picked up the bottle and poured Peter another drink, leaning against the counter. "You could say that. Three sisters living in the same house we grew up with as kids." She briefly considered how she could word it where it didn't sound weird. "We are all that each other. We depend on each other I guess you would say."
In many, many ways.
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"Yeah, I know that feeling. How it is with my family," he said, taking a drink. "Why they need me to come back." Of course it didn't explain why he didn't want to come back, and what it was he would answer for or why.
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Although she was sure the circumstances between the two were absolutely different.
"I get it," she said with a little smile. "The family obligations get exhausting after a while." Though she wouldn't do anything to change it, she knew how it went with an overbearing family obligation. She was enjoying this conversation with him, more than she had with others recently.
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Because it's all he's thinking about and he can't put it behind him. Sure he's thought about it before, but now he's actually thinking of acting on it and leaving. More so than he already has.
"Ever feel like you never had a life of your own, and never will?"
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Piper considered those words for a moment before nodding. "Absolutely," she said with a smile. "Glad to hear someone out there understands that feeling." Though whether it was a good thing or not was left to be seen. It wasn't the greatest of feelings to have, that was for sure.
"Where are you running from, Mr. Hale?"
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"Yeah trust me. I understand how that is. I'm kind of the responsible one for my family." The one that watched young wolves during the full moon. The one that was responsible for so much and yet never would get the recognition for it.
"It's a little town in Northern California called Beacon Hills. It's not much of anything really but it's been my family's land for decades."