Anya was running around the office like a crazy person, trying to keep people working, deadlines, new stories rising every minute, and such, when Peter appeared looking like he had seen a ghost.
"Whatever it is, Pete, I have no…"
"Your mother was taken!" Peter blurted out.
Anya dropped the glass in her hand as it dropped on the floor smashing into millions of tiny pieces, Anya looked at Peter with a blank stare.
Peter takes Anya by the shoulders and shook her, "Anya! Say something!"
Anya asked, "Where is she?"
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Long Way From Home
FanfictionThe A-Team has grown up, but what will that entail? With everything that happened in their lives, they've been through together, can they really live apart from each other? Continuation of A-Team. Disclaimer: Like always I own nothing but the girls...
