Always Daddy's Girl

Summary: How would the story change if Claire had been raised Petrelli. Would Peter still be a ticking time bomb? Would Nathan still try to collect all with abilities and turn against his own family?

Chapter One

"Claire Joy Petrelli!" Claire winced when she heard her father's voice ring up the stairs, he used her full name, only meaning he knew about her report card. She slowly made her way down the stairs.

"Hey dad," Claire said as she slipped on to the last step.

"What is this?" Nathan Petrelli asked holding a piece of paper up.

"That would be a folded piece of paper," Claire said with a hopeful smile.

"Claire, this is not funny, a D in math?" Nathan said putting his hand down and looking unhappily at his only daughter.

"Dad I'm sorry," Claire said shrugging her shoulders not sure what else to say.

"Claire why didn't you just talk to me?" Nathan asked putting the paper on the table.

"Because you're never home," Claire said feeling hurt, "Even since you started running for congress, you haven't been home at all, you're always been at meetings or press conferences its almost as if I don't exist anymore, even Simon and Monty see you more often then I do."

"Claire, you know thats not true," Nathan said putting his hands on her shoulders.

"Isn't it?" Claire asked her eyes getting misty.

Nathan sighed, "Look sweetie, I know I haven't been the best father lately and I'm sorry, I really should come home more often I know, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't talk to me."

"I know dad, I'm sorry, it won't happen again," Claire said as she started to go back to the stairs but was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.

"Claire, I love you, you know that right?" Nathan said.

"Yes dad, I know, I love you too, and I promise I'll get my grades up," Claire said with a small smile knowing that her father was trying, again.

"Please do Claire, I know you, I know you can do better," Nathan said and pulled out another paper, "You know what a D means for Cheer leading right?"

Claire sighed and slowly nodded, she was benched until she could bring her math grade up to a C.

"Claire, I know how much you love cheer, do you need extra help?" Nathan asked really wanting to help her.

"At the beginning of the semester I thought I understood it, but as its gone on, it just keeps getting harder. I think I'm over my head dad," Claire said with a sigh, she hated to admit she needed help with math but she knew it was going to happen some day.

"I'm sorry Claire, I should have been here to help you," Nathan said but then looked at his watch, "You know what, maybe your uncle could help you with it."

Claire looked confused, "Uncle Peter?"

"Yes, he's a nurse, I'm sure he can help you," Nathan said a little to quickly.

"I got my math skills from you didn't I?" Claire said with a nod.

"Um, yeah, sorry about that," Nathan said with a small smile, then looked at his watch again.

"You've got a meeting don't you?" Claire said with a sigh.

"Yeah, I'm sorry sweetie, I'll be home for dinner and we can talk some more then okay," Nathan said as he headed for the door.

"Sure dad, no problem, I might just walk over to talk to Peter, about math you know," Claire said with a small eye roll.

"Isn't your uncle at work?" Nathan asked poking his head back in.

"Yeah, but he said I could stop by anytime, its okay, I've done it before," Claire said as she headed to the stairs to get her book.

"Alright then, just be home in time for dinner alright, Heidi is bringing home food from her sister's and it will be ready when she and the boys get home," Nathan said to Claire's back as she disappeared down the hall.

"Okay daddy, I'll be here," Claire called and Nathan couldn't help but smile, she would always be here little girl, math wiz or not.


"Uncle Peter," Claire called softly as she opened the door to the house where her uncle worked as a home hospice nurse.

As Claire came into the main area, she saw that Peter was asleep in a chair next to the bed, a news paper spread out in front of him. She smiled, and walked over to him and shook his arm, "Uncle Peter?"

Peter jolted as he woke up he looked up at his niece brown eyes meeting green ones, "Claire, what are you doing here?"

Claire smiled, "Looks like I'm saving you from being caught asleep on the job, are you alright?"

Peter ran a hand over his face, "I haven't been sleeping very well lately, I've been having these dreams."

"What kind of dreams?" Claire asked as she sat down beside him.

"Oh its nothing, what are you really doing here?" Peter asked changing the subject.

Claire held up her back pack, " I got dad's math skills, and got a D for the quarter, think you could help me?"

Peter smiled, "Haha, I feel for you dear niece, you bet I'll help you just let me change his IV okay."

Claire nodded, "Sure, do what you have to, you are at work after all."

Peter smiled and pulled out a new IV bag while Claire set up her books on a table near by.