Laurens had been working harder and harder on the sketch of the man who tried to frame him for murder. He was under a lot of stress because of the situation and that the police were waiting on him for this. Peggy knew he needed to take a break though or he would drive himself mad.
"Just take five minutes." Peggy begged.
"I can't." Laurens sighed.
"You're breathing like you're hyperventilating. You need to calm down." Peggy pushed. "Just five minutes."
Laurens took in a deep breath then pushed away from the desk. "Ok. What do you want to do?"
"You pick. Something to take your mind off of things." Peggy smiled.
"Alright." Laurens thought for a moment. "How have you never told me you did years of martial arts?"
"I dunno. Most girls do volleyball or ballet. I thought you'd think I was weird." Peggy shrugged. "A lot of girls do gymnastics too." (Something that has always bothered me in movies is that whenever a girl character kicks butt, they never say she had any martial arts training. It's always 'Six years of gymnastics finally put to good use.' MY SISTER DID GYMNASTICS! YOU DON'T LEARN HOW TO PUNCH SOMEBODY FROM GYMNASTICS!!!!)
"I think it's cool. I think it would've been useful for me." Laurens joked.
"You want me to show you some stuff?" Peggy asked.
"I don't feel like telling the world tomorrow that I got beat up by my girlfriend. So let's just leave it at the hypothetical that I'm still stronger then you." Laurens laughed.
"I'm sure you are. Strength isn't every thing though." Peggy pointed out. "I'm not saying women aren't strong. But men, are at the most time, genetically stronger than women. So? You wanna give it a shot?"
"Not here, no."
"Follow me." Peggy rolled her eyes with a smile.
They both left the room and walked down the hall to another.
"What is this?" Laurens asked.
"Angelica's yoga room." Peggy began. "It's the only room in the house that has a floor length mat."
"Nice." Laurens stepped onto it.
"Hey! No shoes." Peggy exclaimed. "If Angelica finds out I dirtied her mat, I'll never hear the end of it."
"Ok." Laurens laughed. "I've only ever known Angelica to be sweet. Can she be terrifying?"
"Not as much as me. But to a little ten year old who came in here after playing outside? I thought she would rip my head off." Peggy felt a shiver down her spine. "Anyway. You ready?"
"I don't want to attack my girlfriend." Laurens stated. "And I don't want my black belt girlfriend to attack me."
"You've been abused almost all your life, been deathly sick, kidnapped, not to mention shot by my exboyfriend, and you're scared of me?" Peggy asked.
"Petrified."
"Just do it."
Laurens sighed, took his shoes off, and walked towards her. He waited a second before throwing a punch at her which she immediately blocked and lined his arm behind his back.
"I hate you." He panted.
"You love me." She smirked just before letting go. "Try something else."
Laurens sighed and threw another punch. Peggy flipped him over on his back.
"We will never speak of this."
"I said do something different." Peggy said.
"Do what?" Laurens stated.
"My poor baby."
Laurens rolled his eyes, but smiled back at her. "Can you attack me?"
"I don't think..."
"If you punch me in the face, it's on me." Laurens interrupted.
"Ok."
Peggy punched him in the stomach.
"Uncle." Laurens whimpered.
"You're a challenge, that's for sure. But you got a high pain tolerance." Peggy said, thinking out loud.
Laurens stood back up with an 'Ugh'. "I think I'm gonna take a break from my break."
"We'll take a five." Peggy knew that Laurens was upset about this drawing. But he had relaxed quite a bit now and he didn't even realize it.
After a long day of drawing and learning punches and stuff from Peggy, Laurens was finally done with the drawing and was ready to take it in. He and Peggy left Schuyler Manor and went down to her car. They both got in and began the drive to the police station.
"It looks fantastic. I never saw him, but I'm sure that's exactly what he looked like." Peggy complimented him.
"It is. I remember his face in detail. Couldn't describe him, but that's the guy." Laurens nodded.
"You're doing a good thing." Peggy smiled. "Helping catch a murderer."
"Yeah, that's one good thing I have in life. Connections to the police and doctors." Laurens joked.
"I'm serious." Peggy replied. "I'm proud of you and I wish I could do something to help too. But I guess my luck's not bad enough."
"Ok, now you're just being mean." Laurens rolled his eyes.
They both got to the police station to see that everyone was celebrating. A bit strange for a police station in New York with constant things going on, but they were doing it none the less. Laurens caught sight of Will and went to see what was going on.
"Will!" Laurens yelled. "What's happening?"
"They caught the killer. We found two more bodies which lead them to the guy. We also found the murder weapon as proof." Will explained.
"Really?" Laurens asked.
"Yeah. Everyone's going crazy. We actually haven't had anything this big going on in awhile." Will laughed. "They're excited."
"Is he here?" Laurens questioned.
"Not yet. We just got the call that they caught him and they're bringing him in." Will said.
After a few minutes, that's exactly what happened. The police came in with a man in handcuffs. Laurens wasn't paying attention until he heard the man start screaming.
"It wasn't me!" He yelled.
Laurens looked over at the man. Most would be scared to come face to face with a murderer, but Laurens was scared for other reasons. He was scared because this wasn't the man.