[AU, because Nathan is alive.]

[I don't own Heroes, except for Mohinder's son Chandra.]

The phone rang, and Simon Petrelli woke up and grabbed it. He sat up in bed, wiping his eyes. "Hello? Oh, hi Dad...Yeah, I was awake...Okay, no I wasn't...I'm guessing somewhere around two a.m...No I wasn't smoking weed...No Dad...No...Dad, no...Okay...Love you too...Bye."

Simon hung up the phone and climbed out of bed. The other man that had been sleeping in his bed woke up and sat up. "Simon? Where are you going?"

"I have to get to the office. Dad's demanding it," answered Simon. He walked over to the other side of the bed and kissed the other man. "See you tonight for dinner, Matty."

Simon left the room. Matty Parkman touched the lamp, making it flicker on. He climbed out of Simon's bed and made it, then got dressed and left the apartment.

Simon climbed into a taxi and closed the door behind him. He told the taxi driver the adress of his father's law office. The taxi pulled over when it had reached it's destination. Simon got out and closed the door behind him. He opened the door to the law office and stepped inside. His father, wrinkled and gray, but still handsome all the same, was standing there waiting for him. Nathan put a hand on his older son's shoulder.

"Good morning, Simon," said Nathan. "How's Matty?"

"He's good. I thought you hated the fact that Matty and I--"

Nathan cut his son off. "I never said I hated it. I said I didn't understand it. And I still don't. Don't you know what this could mean for your business? You could be turned into a lawyer for hate crimes and divorces of homosexual couples. That's why you have to keep you and Matty quiet."

"Yeah. That and the fact that I can fly," said Simon. Nathan stood in front of Simon, holding his shoulders.

"You have to keep that down too. The world knows about specials, yes, but not about the Petrelli family. I mean, they know about your sister Claire, but they don't know we're related to her," explained Nathan.

"So I have to hide all of who I am? That turns me into Monty."

Nathan suddenly smacked his older son. "Don't talk about your brother like that. He's a good person. He just got into a few tight spots."

"Yeah, if killing people and getting away with it is a few tight spots," said Simon. Nathan could've been in tears by now, but he chose to hide how he really felt. Simon shook his head. "I'm leaving to have lunch with Micah, Molly, and Noah. Forget about this when I come back."

Simon walked out the front door and caught another taxi.

~*~

Claire came into Monty's cell, and he raised his head from in between his knees. "Claire?"

"Yes, Monty. It's me," said the forty-five-year-old Claire. She threw some folded-up jeans and a t-shirt at Monty. He caught them, examining them like they were something of importance. To him, they were.

"Why are you letting me out? I'm dangerous." Monty stared at his half-sister. His face was dirty and his hair was long and unwashed. His hands trembled when he tried to keep them still.

"Because everyone deserves another chance to be good," answered Claire. "My husband used to be a killer. He killed so many people, but then he repented, and we fell in love. Within the next year, I gave birth to Noah. Now, get changed so I can take you back to my house."

"I can't. I'll just kill again," said Monty. He started crying, shaking his head and rocking back and forth, hitting his head on the wall behind him every other rock.

"Monty. Monty, stop. Stop. You can control your power. It's okay," said Claire over and over again. Monty only stopped when Claire put her hand on his arm. He looked up at her, and she saw inside him that small child he had been when she had first met him. Claire helped him to his feet, and then helped him change. "Now, let's go home, Monty."

~*~

Daniella Parkman watched Doctor Chandra Suresh do what he did best. That was his ability, to focus completely on one thing and ignore everything else, much like he was doing to Daniella right now.

Daniella cleared her throat. When she realized he couldn't hear her, she put on the illusion that she was his father, who'd been killed by Monty Petrelli way back when. Daniella as Mohinder put her hands on Chandra's shoulders. He was finally broken out of his trance, looking up as Mohinder changed back into Daniella. "You need to take a break, Chandy."

"Chandy" was the nickname Chandra had been given when he, Daniella, and the rest of the second-generation heroes had been children.

"Not now, Dani. I'm so close to getting this just right," commented Chandra.

"What's 'this'?" asked Daniella.

Chandra looked up at Daniella, breathing heavily. She looked into his brown eyes. Chandra removed his glasses and rubbed his tired eyes. "A depowerment serum."

Daniella hugged Chandra from behind. "Oh, Chandy, you're never going to give up on Monty, are you?"

Chandra shook his head. "No. No, I'm not."

~*~

Simon sat down at the round glass table. He looked around at everyone. Micah was still tan-skinned and still had long curly black hair. Molly was also relatively the same as when she was a small child. The only thing different was that she held a baby in her arms. It was she and Micah's son, Morgan Sanders. To Molly's other side sat Simon's nephew, Noah Gray. He was blonde and wore glasses, looking similar to his namesake, Claire's adopted father.

Noah cleared his throat. Simon set his hands on the table. "Sorry I'm late. What's been going on?"

"I'm worried about them," said Noah. "This thing that they're doing, it has to stop."

"Any specific information?" asked Simon.

Molly sighed. "Your neice Sandra and your nephew Nathan recently formed a group with Alejandro Suresh and the Nakamura twins. The group's purpose: to save other specials from humans hunting them down. The only problem is, they're putting themselves in danger. Rebel was far different from this. Rebel was stronger. This alliance will be torn apart in no time. Torn apart by death."

Micah pushed what looked like a thin black screen across the table. It lit up, and Simon looked at the pictures displayed on the digital page. Micah explained it to him, "These stills were taken in Texas a few days ago from a surveillance camera. Simon, they're breaking specials out of prison. Dangerous specials."

"How are we going to stop them?" Simon asked.

Noah and Micah looked at each other. Noah was the one to answer. "We have to bring back the Company and detain them, or they won't be around much longer."

Simon sighed and nodded slowly.

[More Claire, Gabriel, Daphne, Matt, Peter, Emma, and the Alliance will be in the next chapter.]