Rachael stood by the edge of the bed folding her clothes and putting them in a suitcase.

"Rachael!" Peter yelled as he came barreling down the hallway and into their room. "I'm so sorry!" He stopped dead in his tracks once he saw what she was doing. "Where are you going?"

"Home." Rachael answers bluntly, closing her suitcase.

"W-what? But...this-this is your home..." Peter stutters.

"Correction it was my home." Rachael sighs, setting the suitcase on the floor, pulling the handle up. "You know maybe my dad was right. This was never going to work out."

He stayed quiet.

"I fell in love with the boy who I knew would always be there to catch me when I fall, but he's all grown up now and he left me when I started to fall." Rachael says sadly starting to walk pasted him.

"Where are the girls?" Peter asks looking around.

"Already gone, couldn't risk them running into you or finding out how much trouble you actually are. They deserved a good father, if they can't actually have one, they should at least remember him that way." Rachael sighs.

Peter walked in front of her grabbing her hand off her suitcase. "I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean for any of this to happen..." He says tears building up in his eyes. "I just wanted to give you the world..."

Rachael placed her hand on his cheek. "All I ever wanted was you."

He placed his hand on top of hers and grabbed her arm with the other one. "I was only trying to give you the life you wanted."

"The life I wanted or you wanted? Because this, you, our family, is enough for me. But it's not for you is it? This is what I've always wanted. I never asked for the world and I never asked you to get it for me. So why did you leave us?" Rachael says starting to cry. "Am I not enough for you? Are those two little girls not enough for you? You didn't need to run away to give me the world, because I already have it. Those girls are all I could have ever asked for. I never cared about the money or what the consequences of our actions were, I just always thought we would deal with it together. I will always be ready to run away with you, Peter. All you had to do was ask."

"Rachael..." Peter says shakily, as she let's go of him, starting to walk away. She grabbed the suitcase she had been packing walking into the elevator, not looking at him as the doors shut behind her.