Beautiful Disaster [Patrick]

[carla]

5^th May, 2009

It had just been over a week since Carla had finally found her son Stephen who had been taken from her when he was only four years old. She had no idea at the time what had happened to him, only that he had disappeared. Then a year later one of her twin daughters had been killed. Life hadn't been easy for Carla since those tragic days. Then when Emilie the surviving twin, aged seventeen at the time, mentioned she wanted to go back in time to search for her brother and hopefully change what had happened to both of them by warning Carla and Bruce, (Bruce her then husband) to make sure that neither events happened, Carla after some considerable thinking time agreed to let Emilie go.

However, a few weeks had passed and Carla hadn't heard from her daughter Emilie. Carla and Bruce started to argue because he didn't seem to care anymore, and with that he seldom gave Carla any attention. The last she had heard was he had been seeing another woman. Carla had never got any proof of it, but he just seemed to disappear and never come back. That was six months ago.

Carla then decided to come back in time herself to try and find her son and daughter. She went into every time possible using a friend's time space manipulation ability to take her back through time, constantly re-visiting Costa Verde where they lived at the time, and had no luck until she reached the year 2009 and that's when she finally found her son Stephen. There was still no sign of Emilie however, and Carla began to wonder if she had been killed.

So, she was happy to have found Stephen and got him sorted with the hunger he had been feeling, but with everything else on top of that, Carla couldn't help but have a minor break down as she sat on a park bench, with nobody around and began to cry with her head in her hands. Life it would seem was never going to be completely kind to her.

[patrick]

Life for Patrick Dawson hadn’t been good for him, his abilities were shattered and his lost of faith in humanity and himself were linked. Since his abilities were shaken up Patrick had been driving instead of teleporting even though he could do it he just didn’t feel like it. Patrick had spent the last six years of his life inside a Pinehearst prison but thankfully he was rescued that was something he would never had thought was possible but it happened. Patrick was still getting used of freedom things weren’t the same, 2003 was completely different than 2009 but luckily not that different there was some things that hadn’t changed.

Patrick was glad that his dodge charger was still in storage all these years and his friend George was happy to hand the keys back over to Patrick but questioned on his whereabouts for the past six years. Wearing nothing but a black t shirt and jeans Patrick was now driving down the road of lower Manhattan a place were Patrick visited frequently and worked before being confronted by Victor Dawson his own brother. Patrick had deiced to pull into a car park and get a better look at the area he really hadn’t thought of what he would do now with his life right now he was laying low.

Opening the door to his dodge charger Patrick climbed out he noticed a park that wasn’t far from him and deiced to make his way towards that first. Placing his hands inside his jean pockets Patrick continued to walk towards the park with his eyes open wide, there were things that he noticed that were quiet different as he discovered before. Entering the park Patrick looked around he noticed that no one was around except for a woman sitting alone on the park bench, however Patrick soon noticed that she was crying he wondered what happened to make her cry like that. Patrick deiced to see if he could help the woman he began to walk towards her. Patrick approached the woman and made his presence know to her. “Hi there are you alright? Is there anything that I can do help?” Patrick asked.

[carla]

Carla had been so deep in her thoughts, and crying so much she hadn't even realised anybody had approached her. She was actually a little embarrassed that somebody had caught her, because when she had arrived and looked around nobody had been there to see her. She tried to compose herself a little, and wiped away at her eyes before turning to see the male voice who had spoken to her.

Eyes red and swollen, she gave him a weak smile, as his handsome looks hadn't gone unnoticed, but at the same time, she couldn't think about anything like that, not quite right at that moment. Besides, right now he was just a stranger, but at least he was asking if she was alright and was there anything he could do, so she didn't immediately see him as a potential threat. She sniffed a little, and continued with the weak smile. "Just feel like a bit of a disaster, but I know I'm probably not alone and there's likely people out there with a worse life than I seem to have been hit with." Carla said, as she tried not to completely fall apart again.

What had she done in life to deserve such a shitty one? First her mother was killed when she was very young and was brought up with only her father and brother. Then Sam went all nuts and villainy on her and more or less disappeared from her life. She fell pregnant at sixteen with Bruce's twin girls, and then got married, and from that point on thought her life couldn't get any better. But as the years were set to prove, it got far from better. It got worse.

"Kind of you to stop and ask though." Carla managed to say before she had to look away again, as the tears were once again threatening to fall from her eyes.

[patrick]

Patrick had kept still and silent as he waited for the woman sitting down to respond to him. Behind the tears Patrick noticed how beautiful the woman looked, he wondered what made her cry like that. Patrick listened to her as she spoke finally to him he nodded understandably how she felt even though he didn’t know what happened. “I know the feeling certainly not why you’re feeling it of course but similar pain.” Patrick replied. Memories flooded his mind as he finished his sentence he flinched as they went away.

Patrick was experimented and tortured on by scientists from Pinehearst, he guessed that they were figuring out what made him tick but he didn’t know their reasons did they need one? “I’m Patrick by the way, Patrick Dawson.” Patrick explained to the woman as he introduced himself to her. Everything seemed to crumble around Patrick his abilities, his life even his family the only family member left that he can actually talk to was his brother Lucas who worked with the government now which shocked him very much but he was still there to talk to which was good.

Patrick snapped back into reality as the woman spoke again he managed to hear her words in time so he wouldn’t look like a complete idiot. “That’s alright I just wanted to see if I could help out with anything.” Patrick explained he looked around the park he noticed that they were the only two people around for the moment. Patrick was glad for the company he hadn’t had much human contact since his freedom from Pinehearst though in truth he had kept mostly to himself. “Would you like some company?” Patrick asked wondering if the woman was going to accept his offer or not.

[carla]

As the guy spoke to her, he mentioned about knowing the feeling of pain, even if it wasn't the same pain. Kindred spirits possibly, she wondered for a second as she gave him another weak smile. Still trying to keep herself composed. For all the shitty life she had, one thing had remained constant in Carla's life and that was her glowing very feminine personality, for all she was raised by two men most of her life. Right now, she was sitting in a pink floral summer dress and a white lacy cardigan around her shoulders. It was actually a fairly nice day, now that they were in the fifth month of the year.

Wiping her eyes, and clearing her throat, she looked up at him with sad eyes, "Maybe we ought to share each other's pain, after all they say talking to strangers can often help." She replied as she gave him another weak smile. Although, maybe, hopefully, the might not be strangers for too much longer. The guy then introduced himself. With that she gave him another smile, slightly stronger than her previous ones. "I'm Carla Adams, pleased to meet you Patrick Dawson." Suddenly, she felt like she was back to being her teenager self again. She didn't know why exactly, but it was like being back at school when she first met Bruce, although thinking about that just brought back the pain again and the sadness overcame her once more.

He had then said it was alright for asking what was wrong, wondering if he could help in anyway. She just nodded her head and smiled weakly again, trying to keep the tears from falling down once more. She was about to say, company would be good when he spoke again, asking her just that very question. "Well, I was actually just thinking, company might be good, things have been so strange and difficult, and there's only so many things you can talk to your teenage son about." She said casually, realising she had just admitted she was a mother. Oh well, any chance there ever was of a romance was blown out the window there and then she thought. No guy likes getting caught up with single mothers.

[patrick]

Patrick watched the woman for a moment, he listened to her reply to his earlier comment he smiled as she suggested that they should share each other’s pain. Patrick had liked the idea but who would really believe him that he spent six years inside a Pinehearst prison because his brother put him inside it even a bystander and the fact that his abilities were shattered yeah how would he explain that one to her it would probably make her laugh at him and walk away. “Hopefully we won’t be strangers for any longer.” Patrick added in smiling, he very much wanted to get to know Carla well that’s if she wanted to get to know himself as well.

“It’s nice to meet you too Carla. It’s nice to actually talk to someone without the pain filling you up inside.” Patrick explained, he took a seat next to Carla on the park bench. Looking around Patrick noticed it was actually a good day but he didn’t want to jinx them since he hadn’t got his full control over his weather control ability and he didn’t want to make it rain just because he thought that it wasn’t raining at the moment. Patrick thought that it was best to leave those thoughts alone for now he didn’t want to make anything happen to ruin his conversation with Carla. “Company is always good.” Patrick replied. Patrick herd that Carla mentioned that she had a teenage son he smiled as he continued to listen to her.

Patrick liked family it made him reflect on his own family problems. “Being a mother sounds like a handful at times.” Patrick added in letting Carla know that he wasn’t about to leave the conversation just because she was a mother. “Why were you upset Carla?” Patrick asked as he wondered what had happened in Carla’s life to make her cry like that though he guessed that he would find out soon enough if Carla wanted reveal that information to Patrick even though they just met after all.

[carla]

Carla gave the man a smile when he said that hopefully they wouldn't be strangers for any longer. "Hopefully not, it would be nice to have somebody else I can relate to." She replied with a smile, but also gently sighed. It did feel good to talk to somebody who wasn't her teenage son, as much as she was glad to have him back in her life and as much as she loved him. She hoped she would be able to find out more about this intriguing handsome man.

Carla smiled when Patrick said it was nice to meet her also. She understood exactly what he was saying about the talking without the pain filling you up inside. It was so good to be able to share the pain with somebody, that was the good thing about talking over what had happened in her life with somebody who technically wasn't family. "I completely understand what you're saying, and yes company is definitely always good." Carla replied giving him a brighter smile, as she seemed to be in better control of her emotions and finally stopped the tears, for now, at least.

She smiled at him again, when he said being a mother could be a handful at times. However, it hadn't been as much of a handful as it should have been for Carla. Of course he then asked why she was upset, and that was probably going to upset her all over again. She sighed gently. "Being a mother can be a handful, but it can also have its moments too." She began explaining, as she took in a deep breath, and wondered how much of her tale she should tell, or where to even start with it.

"It's a bit of a long story, have you got the time?" She asked, and then sort of laughed slightly, then looking away for a second and making sure she had as much composure as possible, she turned to Patrick again. "Life's never been the best, it started off as a young child when my mother died, I never knew he, was raised by my father and slightly older brother." Carla began, not that it was that which was upsetting her, but she thought she'd start from the beginning at least. "My brother then had a bit of a bad time in his life, and sort of went a little nuts shall we say, he went all villainy and left me. By this point out father had died also, and it was just me and him. So when he left, I had nobody." She explained, and then sighed, wondering how much of the past she should really tell him to make him understand it all.

"I then met Bruce while still at school, I was sixteen at the time, and we had three children. Twin girls and a boy, I married him at sixteen also. We had a good life up until one of my twin girls was murdered and then a year later my son Stephen mysteriously disappeared Searched for him for over a year with no luck." She continued and then stopped for a breath, still able to keep her composure lucky enough. "Emilie the remaining child, she was by this point seventeen and wanted to come to this time to fix the past for the future to be better, she never came back home. Bruce and I started to argue, and he stopped coming home, and eventually he just disappeared and left me, and I was left alone with no children." Carla said as she finally couldn't say any more at that point and began to cry again.

[patrick]

Patrick nodded in reply to Carla. “That would be nice. I believe we can keep each other company and even though you don’t know me yet I can listen really well.” Patrick explained to Carla. Patrick wanted to know more about the beautiful woman that was sitting beside him. “Seems we’re both in the same boat so to speak.” Patrick added in to Carla. “I of course don’t know by experience but my mother used to tell me that being a mother was difficult but that was after looking after four kids.” Patrick replied smiling as he remembered his mother before dying from stress caused heart attack. Patrick wished he could’ve just stayed but he fled to pursue Victor. Shaking the bad memories Patrick turned towards Carla once more as she spoke once again to him.

“I’ve got time Carla I’m not going anywhere.” Patrick explained. Patrick was of course telling the truth he hadn’t had any prior reasonability’s also he had no where to go seeing as he was enjoying his freedom before finding Carla alone but he was glad to have found Carla because he was getting a bit lonely. Patrick listened to Carla as she told him her story and why she was crying before he nodded at times to let her know that he felt her pain. “I’m so sorry for what happened to you Carla.” Patrick continued to listen to Carla as she continued her story though he was shock to hear her explain about fixing the past so the future would be better. “Wait you’re saying that you’re from the future or something?” Patrick asked. Patrick thought that his outburst in his reply was maybe a little bit too much but he really didn’t think of that turn of events. “Sorry Carla I was shocked when you started talking about fixing time.” Patrick explained to her.

Patrick of course believed every word that Carla spoke he of course knew about time travel since it was one of his abilities after all. Patrick fell silent as he gathered that it was now his turn to share his pain to Carla. “My story is quiet different but similar pain.” Patrick began he turned towards Carla as he began his story at the beginning. “It started with the birth of my brother Victor. Everything was fine till he turned eighteen he joined the marines despite what my parents thought of it. A few months after Victor graduated from boot camp he was posted in Afghanistan but several weeks latter we were contacted from the a marine officer saying the Victor went rouge. The officer said that Victor had murdered a villager something we didn’t think that he was capable of doing.” Patrick paused for a moment to let Carla sink that bit of information in. “Now this is where things get weird and I’m probably guessing you won’t believe this part the most. I was heading home from work one afternoon I found my youngest brother Lucas in tears and bleeding, so I ran towards him that was when I herd a loud crash inside the house. I bolted inside to find Victor standing over my sister’s body it was as plan as day that he had killed her it wasn’t until latter I discovered that she was killed protecting my father from Victor plus she had shown her abilities to Victor which made his hunger grow even more.” Patrick explained further to Carla.

Patrick gathered that the abilities side to his story would be the part that Carla wouldn’t believe but he never knew these things, plus there where people with other abilities out there so it was a chance that Carla knew about them. “So after discovering that my brother Victor had killed both my farther and sister I hunted Victor for quiet some time before deciding to give up since he was always two steps ahead of me anyway. I settled down and got a job here in New York but soon after Victor approached me with his bran new friends from Pinehearst. After a battled Victor gained the upper hand and I was thrown inside a Pinehearst prison so they can conduct experiments and discover what makes my own abilities tick.” Patrick decided to pause at that moment so he could catch his own breathe to begin again. “I was rescued after six years inside the prison. Victor is extremely dangerous he’s my brother but he must be stopped before something bad happens to this world.” Patrick explained. Patrick finished his story of pain and turned towards Carla as he waited for a response from her.

[carla]

Carla smiled as Patrick said that it would be nice to have company and even though she didn't know him he was a good listener. She smiled again when he said that he had the time and he wasn't going anywhere. It turned out he was right, he was a good listener. She had told him as much of her past history as she could before needing to take a break before crying again, which of course she had. It just seemed that life was out to get her and she couldn't understand it. What had she done to be cursed with such a crap life? However, she knew she wasn't alone, there were a lot of people out there in her situation.

Of course, Carla hadn't really thought about what she was saying as she told her story, and when Patrick asked her about being from the future, she realised she had just given away the fact she had an ability. She nodded her head slowly, not sure how he was going to take it, although he had apologised for his sudden burst of words. "I might as well tell you more then, I'm what they call an Evolved Human, I have Telekinesis, but my children all have different forms of Power Copying, that's how Emilie was able to get to the present, she copied a person with that ability, when I came to this time, I had a friend who was able to bring me here." She explained hoping that Patrick would understand, and hoping more than anything, the fact she was from the future wouldn't make him feel awkward.

After all, in this time line, she would technically only be sixteen, almost seventeen and here she was, thirty six instead. "Anyway, my daughter Emilie did inform my teenage self of the events which would happen, but they still happened anyway because Bruce and I started arguing with each other, and then of course we split. So Michelle still died and Stephen still went missing, and of course Emilie never came back to our own time, that's why I'm here, and that's why I will not be going back. I found my son Stephen and we're starting to build a life here in this time." Carla had now pretty much finished telling Patrick all about her past and what she felt he should know.

The only piece of the story she hadn't yet mentioned was Stephen and the fact he had gained the ability which could be dangerous. She decided that after everything else she had told him, she might as well tell the rest. "My son managed to get the ability Intuitive Aptitude. He is able to keep at least five permanent abilities from what I'm aware, and that seems to be one of them, and well, he's been struggling with the hunger that comes with it. I was lucky enough to get him the injection which stops the hunger, but it wasn't an easy day." She again couldn't say anything else at that point, as just thinking about how Stephen had reacted around those special people tore at her heart.

Patrick then went on to tell her his own story, and the whole time, Carla sat nodding her head in various places to show she was indeed listening to everything he said. However, she was still very upset by her own sad story of her past, that she had to keep wiping at her eyes with the tears which kept falling. She was for want of a better word, a bit of a mess right now.

"Sounds to me as if you've had it just as bad as I have, if not worse." Carla said softly, as she instinctively put her hand into one of his and gave it a gentle squeeze. The more they had spoken to each other, the more Carla felt they were kindred spirits in a way, that maybe they were destined to be together. Yet, not exactly being the forward type she would never willingly suggest that, well she'd never suggest the whole 'destined to be together' line. She could do it more subtle she reckoned. Instead, she said, with a more relaxing smile on her face, as she once again wiped away the tears from her eyes, "It was good to talk, we might just be good for each other." She kept her hand in his own as she said this.

[patrick]

Patrick listened carefully as Carla continued to speak to him he smiled and nodded in reply. Patrick wasn’t surprised when Carla told him that she was an evolved he thought that she might have an ability when she told him that she was from the future which he wasn’t worried. “I’m an evolved human as well. I have the ability of genetic absorption which means I can absorb a sample of any living being’s DNA and absorb their abilities by skin to skin touch. I’ve collected a few good abilities over time.” Patrick explained to Carla he thought that they had a lot in common and to Patrick that was good in a way. Patrick continued to listen to Carla as she spoke he felt calm and relax being around her he wondered why since he only just met her. Patrick fell silent as Carla spoke once more explaining about her daughter coming to the present time to warn her teenage self about the things that were about to happen he nodded again and continued to listen as Carla finished speaking.

“I’m so sorry Carla. At least you can start a life here in this time and be happy as well.” Patrick explained to Carla he smiled again but kept silent. It wasn’t until Carla had mentioned Intuitive Aptitude did Patrick look up it was his brother’s main ability and he knew a lot about it as well it was the cause for every signal thing that happened between the family. “Intuitive Aptitude is the main ability that my brother Victor has but he let the hunger in and from that he’s going around and killing evolved humans to gain their abilities which now I don’t know if even I can stop him.” Patrick explained further to Carla but he never herd there was an injection that you could take to stop the hunger but he wouldn’t be able to get Victor to take it he didn’t even know how many more abilities he had acquired by now.

Patrick nodded slightly as Carla spoke it seemed that they had shared the same pain it was good to know that he could speak openly like this to someone else it was like Carla had set him free. Patrick had never felt this good for a while now even though he was still in pain and hurting his spirit so to speak was brought back to life he couldn’t quiet explain it to be honest but he was a feeling that Patrick had deep inside him though he wasn’t sure if he was going to speak to Carla about even though he had told her his life story but it felt good. Patrick snapped back into reality when he felt a hand squeeze his own and looking down he was surprised to find that it was Carla’s hand smiling he gripped her hand not too tightly but enough. “I quiet agree Carla.” Patrick replied back smiling though as he kept smiling he felt a snow flake hit his the side of his face looking up he didn’t realize that he just changed the weather it must have been because of his happy state. “Sorry I didn’t realize that I’ve just made it snow. It’s one of by abilities called weather control I can change and control weather at will.” Patrick explained he closed his eyes and made it sunny again before he drew unwanted attention to himself and to Carla. “Carla would you like to have some coffee with me or something?” Patrick asked Carla. Patrick wanted to keep talking with Carla he fell silent as he waited for her response.

[carla]

Carla had been a little worried about telling Patrick she was an evolved human, so when he spoke and told her that he was an evolved human as well it made Carla feel much better. Patrick's ability was very interesting. Carla nodded her head and smiled. "Sounds like a very interesting ability. So you could touch me and you would absorb my ability if you didn't already have it?" Carla asked, not that she was worried about it, she was just interested in finding out exactly how Patrick's ability worked.

Carla smiled when Patrick said he was sorry and that she could start a new life in this time and be happy. Well she wasn't really that happy. She was happy she had her son back, but she was still so very lonely. "I'm trying to be happy, I really am, and it's good to have Stephen back in my life at least, but sometimes I still feel very lonely." Carla said with a sad face, and she looked away from Patrick for a few seconds. She really didn't want for it to sound like she was desperate or anything. But the fact was, she did feel lonely without affection from a man.

Patrick then went on to say that his brother's main ability was Intuitive Aptitude and how the hunger had got to him and he was killing lots of evolved humans for their powers. He also mentioned that he didn't know if he could stop his brother. "I'm really sorry Patrick." Carla said softly, as she turned to face him again. "I was lucky, Stephen wanted to be helped, but if your brother doesn't want the help, then...." She trailed off shaking her head a little, she really did feel bad for Patrick and his brother Victor.

When Carla had taken Patrick's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze she wasn't sure how he would have reacted, but she was glad to see that he kept a hold of her hand and actually gripped it a little tighter, but not in a way to hurt her. She smiled at him. She was really happy when he agreed that they could be good for each other. Just after that Carla felt a snowflake on her nose, she looked up and it was snowing.

"Oh look at that? It's snowing." Carla said with a little bit of a shock, especially when it had been warm and sunny before. But then Patrick apologised, saying he hadn't realised he'd made it snow. Carla began to laugh softly, then shook her head slightly, as his ability reminded her of Bruce's so much. "You know, that part of your ability reminds me of Bruce's, he had Element Control, just he could control wind, which is part of weather." She said shaking her head and trailing off slightly, it wasn't really anywhere near the same ability, Carla really had to stop thinking about Bruce and her past, this was time for something new in her life.

"I really have to stop thinking about him and the pain he put me through." She said sadly and softly, but still continued to smile at Patrick. Then Patrick asked if she would like to go for a coffee or something. Carla smiled at him more brightly, maybe Patrick could be just the man she needed to help her get completely over Bruce. "You know what Patrick? I think I'd like that, I'd like that very much." She said, as she stood up, still holding his hand, and waiting for Patrick to make a move.

[patrick]

Patrick sat silently and listened to Carla he raised his head slightly towards her as she asked about his own ability. Patrick smiled he was glad that he could talk freely to Carla about his abilities and he hopped that Carla felt the same way as he only wished to help her. “That’s correct all I need to do is to have physical contact with another evolved human in order to absorb their ability. Though I obtained telekinesis a while ago the ability came to a complete shock to me I didn’t even realize I had the ability until I used it against a couple Pinehearst agents a while back.” Patrick replied. Patrick smiled it was nice talking to Carla the pain seemed to fade away. “How long have you known about your ability Carla?” Patrick asked as he wanted to know about Carla’s own telekinesis ability as well.

Patrick continued to listen to Carla he nodded in reply. “It’s going to take time I learned that a while ago but there’s good bits in life I only wished I discovered that a long time ago.” Patrick explained as he looked around. Patrick turned back to Carla as she began to speak about his brother and her own son. “Victor.” Patrick began but stopped for a moment. “He doesn’t want help he likes the hunger it seems. To him it’s a game and from the moment he first killed to take an ability he was hooked on it and from the moment onwards there was no stopping him I have know idea on where he is now or if the cure thing will even work on him.” Patrick explained to Carla further. “I’m glad that you got to your son Stephen in time before things turn ugly on you.” Patrick replied to Carla he smiled at her.

Patrick laughed at his own ability known as weather control it had been off lately only because of his own weakened state. Patrick listened in further as Carla as she explained what her ex husband Bruce could do and to Patrick it sounded interesting. Patrick smiled as Carla accepted his offer to go for coffee. “Where would you like to go? Sorry I’m a little out of touch with what’s around here since I missed out on six years of my life and everything has changed around me since I vanished but that doesn’t matter now.” Patrick asked Carla as he continued to hold her hand.

[carla]

Carla nodded her head as Patrick spoke about his ability and agreed that he gained abilities by touch, however he had gained telekinesis a while ago, so he wouldn't get the ability from her, as he already had it. It was certainly an interesting concept of being able to gain abilities. "Oh, I've known about my ability for quite a long time, I was a teenager when I discovered it, almost killed me, I took a brain tumor through it." Carla explained, remembering all those years ago when Sam, her now estranged brother, saved her life by donating his blood to heal her.

Carla gave Patrick a weak smile when he said it would take time. In a way she knew that, but she hated being lonely, and she had been for quite a while it seemed without any family around her. "I just wish I could find my daughter again, as well as Stephen, if I did, my life would be almost complete again." She said almost, because she still felt like she needed love in her life from someone who wasn't one of her children.

Carla frowned when Patrick said his brother didn't want any help, although she knew there were villains out there, it just seemed silly to her, to have the hunger and not want to stop it, she was so glad Stephen was willing to have it stopped. "I'm sorry he doesn't want help Patrick, but, yes I am glad that Stephen wanted the help, I hate to think how he may have turned out without it." Carla said softly, but she wasn't sad, there was no need, because Stephen had got the cure, and everything was fine for him now.

Patrick asked where she wanted to go, funny he should be out of touch, she wasn't that aware of places in New York herself, having lived in Costa Verde for most of her life. She was pretty certain that there was a Starbucks near to where they were though. "I'm still getting used to living here myself, stayed in Costa Verde most of my life, but I am almost certain there's a Starbucks near here, so how about there?" She asked, as she looked down at her hand still in Patrick's. It felt good, and she seriously couldn't wait to get to know him more.