"Tell me a story."
The tears filled up her eyes, the loneliness seeping from her skin, so much emotion for such a small person.
I pitied her, and inside I forgave her or maybe I just pushed away my anger.
My lips faded away into a thin line as I watched her with sad eyes and shaking lips.
She caught me off guard, made my air stop and my heart tingle.
"Why should I?"
My words came out more sharp and bitter then I meant, making her tears come quicker.
"You shouldn't, but will you? Like should I say I'm sorry and hope you believe me?"
She's just full of surprises, and today she chooses to be the hero, the savior when she could have changed so many years ago.
There was something, something that was always there hidden under her icy blue eyes and pink lips, something there that seemed to beat the seeds of evil that had begun to plant.
Maybe it was me, maybe not?
"Maybe, if you can forgive me for not trusting you. Why the sudden change, El?"
A sad little smile filled her cheeks, I thought the moment she smiled I would see the old El peeking out at me, but no she was something new, something that made me smile with wonder.
"You sound surprised, trust me so am I. I don't know why the first time I saved someone I felt this good feeling growing until I almost burst out laughing with glee. You know the feeling, don't you?"
A smile with so much happiness and trust I thought I was going to wake up from this dream and see her wicked grin hovering over me once again.
"Yes, it makes the whole dying thing worth it. I'm glad you changed."
My lips weren't tight in a frown like they've been the past few days, seeing blood and bullets every day and every where.
Seeing him, slipping away in my arms until his eyes were lifeless and his body cold.
I pushed the image from my head just like everyday and forced my eyes on her swishing blond hair.
My fingers had lit up as soon as I saw her face, finding her budding up to Mohinder was something I thought I'd never see.
She was dressed in pink and light blue, a flowing cape tied around her neck and a mask she made with her very own two hands, and for a moment she was a superhero flying in the sky.
All I could do was put my hands in my lap and let out a nervous laugh.
I pulled her closer, tears gone and smile strong, making sure this wasn't a dream.
"Tell me the story behind that costume and I'll tell you all about my adventures. Deal?"
"Deal."
I shook one of her pink gloved hands, making more then a deal, making a friendship and forgiving her with a smile.
Her words animated with life filled me up pushing out the memories that made my head and heart ache.
"It all started with a villain…"