Parker's been watching the rain from the safety of the windows. Though the whole sky is overcast, the storm seems oddly...unbalanced, with some places along the street getting a steady but manageable downpour, while others are hit so hard that roofs collapse and windows crack. But it's all detached curiosity until she notices one especially harsh downpour actually moving down the street, following...a figure.

One that's headed right for their house.

There's a roll of thunder, the sound of broken glass from the living room, and Parker stiffens, dashing across the room and throwing the door open to see a very wet, very angry, very about to leave again -

"Eliot!"

She runs to stop him, slipping on the wet floor and narrowly avoiding crashing into him and sending them both sprawling in the process.