This is my first story for Heroes ever in history. I really love the series and characters so I wanted to see if I could write for them. I just had this idea when I was watching the end of the fourth season and I wanted it to continue. I am not sure if I will continue so it is up to the fans. Soooo, I hope everyone enjoys the story and please let me know if I can actually write for Heroes, because I have no clue if I can or not. :) Takes place a few months after the end of season 4 and the episode, "A Brave New World." Enjoy!

-I Own Nothing -Lioness002

"Claire!" Sandra Bennet exclaimed excitedly as she hurtled open the door to the house and wrapped her arms around my neck in a spin crushing hug. I let out a chocked cough in surprise and gave her the best hug I could considering my hands were full of bags and my arms were pinned to my sides. I sighed into her hair and smiled, I had expected her to be excited to see me, but right now she was ecstatic.

"Hi mom." I wheezed patting her lightly on the shoulder. I had just gotten off of a plane and I was going to spend Spring Break at home with my mom in Costa Verde. It was the first time I had been home in almost half a year, with college and saving the world free time was in short supply.

"Oh Claire, it's so good to see you. How is college? Met any cute guys? Do you like your classes and teachers? You have to tell me everything!" She exclaimed pulling away from me with wide and exited eyes. I blinked slightly to clear my head and tried to run through all of her questions. She was so excited to see me and it really made me feel loved and wanted.

"I would love to answer everything you just asked me, but can I get in the house first?" I asked hopefully with a giant smile as I batted my eyelashes at her. My mom's eyes widened in shock as she pulled away from me and put her hands on my shoulders.

"Oh, Honey I am so sorry. I was just so excited to see you I totally forgot you just got off a plane and have loads of bags. Here, I'll take those." She said taking a few bags out of my hands and walking into the house and putting them on the steps leading upstairs. I looked up the stairs and smiled, my room would be exactly the way I left it, and it would once again be my sanctuary.

"Thanks." I laughed as she and I walked into the house and closed the door. I took off my coat and shoes and looked around the house; it hadn't changed much since the last time I had been here. The only real difference was that most of the pictures of dad were gone along with the rest of his things. "Soooo, is Lyle home?" I asked as we both walked into the living room and sat down.

"No, he's at a retreat. He really wanted to see you but we had already planned this before we knew you were coming home." She said with a sad frown.

"It's alright; I'll see him the next time I come home." I said reclining into the plush couch; it felt good to be home. The smells, the feelings, the atmosphere, everything was comforting and inviting. I looked at the empty space of the den where my father's office used to be and frowned. Mom tracked my gaze and sighed. "Do you miss him?" I finally asked turning blue eyes to her with high levels of sincerity and wondering.

"Sometimes, but your father lied to us so many times, I couldn't take it anymore, divorce was the only option." She said running a hand through her sandy blonde hair and standing up to enter the kitchen.

"Not necessarily, you guys could have talked it out, gone to couples counseling!" I exclaimed seriously. Mom turned around to look at me with a raised eyebrow and a hand on her hip.

"Really Claire? Could you even imagine your father in a room with a stranger talking about his feelings?" She said evenly. I opened my mouth to speak but closed it again. Dad would probably shoot the councilor in a fit of rage. "Exactly." She said walking into the kitchen and coming back with two glasses of my favorite Lemonade. I smiled when she handed me one.

"Thank you mom, you always seem to know what I feel like." I said taking a sip and relishing the tangy and sour punch the lemony drink had. "And I kind of get what you get mean about dad but I still think a divorce was is a little extreme." I said holding the glass on my knee. Mom sighed and took a sip of her Lemonade.

"It was a decision I made and I don't regret it. I love your father but the lies and secrets were too much. He was never there for any of us when we needed him." She said sternly. "Now let's stop talking about your father. I want to hear how college is." She said. "Are you being responsible?"

"Yes mom, I am being good. College is very busy, but good. As for boyfriends I am lacking in that department at the moment. My teachers are pretty good as well; they are supportive and really know what they are talking about. But you know what the one thing I miss is?" I asked with a smile.

"What?" Mom asked seriously.

"The shopping, there are no good shopping places in Virginia." I said with a mock pout. Mom quietly laughed and took my and her empty glass into the kitchen.

"Well then, looks like we are going shopping." She said holding up her car keys and smiling.

"Oh Claire, look!" Mom exclaimed pointing to a sign in the window of a new looking building. I looked at the building out of the car window and cocked my head to the side in confusion; it was new from the last time I visited a few months ago. Mom and I had been shopping for the last three hours, she had convinced me that going shopping all around California for old time's sake would be a lot of fun, and it was, until we found the watch shop.

"It's a watch shop." I said slightly confused about mom's enthusiasm. "No one uses watches anymore, they have phones." I said still confused as mom pulled the car into a parking place and stopping the car.

"So, my watch is running slow and I love looking inside of new stores." She said stepping out of the car. I sighed and stepped out of the car as mom took my arm and pulled me toward the building. I laughed and quickly removed my arm from her grip and ran after her.

"Okay." I said with another laugh as I half walked half stumbled after my mom.

We both walked across the street in the humid spring heat to get to this new shop. The window was blank except for a professional title, "Gray Watch and Co." I shrugged and both mom and I entered the store. The door had a bell on it so when it opened it let out a soft ring. When we first entered we saw clocks, watches, and more clocks. Some of the pieces were actually very beautiful but looked very expensive. I pursed my lips and picked up a medium sized mantle clock. "Whoever restored these has too much time on their hands." I thought putting the clock back down. As I looked through more of the shelves I found my mom looking at an antique brass clock.

"It's so old looking." I mumbled as I looked around the building and saw light blue walls with shelves pushed against the walls forming a pathway somewhere.

"Yeah, well I think it would look nice in the house." Mom said with a small smile as she held it up to the light. I rolled my eyes at her, sometimes she needed to understand that analog was out and digital was in. "Lets see if we can find the owner." She said handing me the clock. It was heavier than I expected so when she handed it to me I almost dropped it.

"Wow." I mumbled resituating it in my arms as I followed mom down the isles.

"Excuse me? Is anyone here?" Mom called looking around isles and shelves of clocks and watches.

"Back here!" A voice called from a room around the corner.

"Right. Sir, I wanted to ask about this clock, its-" Mom stopped talking suddenly as she stopped walking and stood stalk still. I hadn't noticed so I bumped into her back, I looked up at her and I raised an eyebrow in confusion as I came around to see her face. Her face was blank of life and happiness, all I saw was small amounts of fear and large amounts of fury all at the same time.

"Mom?" I asked walking in front of her to see what had caused her to freeze. I entered the room and felt my heart clench in my chest as I looked at the figure sitting at the desk fixing an old pocket watch. My fingers went numb and I felt the heavy clock slip from my grasp and crash to the floor with a loud crack as glass shattered and metal dented.

"Sylar." I hissed in shock and fear as I locked eyes onto the most evil man on the planet. He turned his brown eyes to me in confusion before his face lit up with understanding and recognition. He slowly stood up from his seat with a calculating look and a slight tilt to his head as he looked me up and down. I quickly scooted in front of my mom to protect her; at least I could do that for her. I glared at Sylar and held my breath as he took a small step toward us.

"Hello Claire."

Haha, cliff-hanger! Okay, so that's the first chapter, what does everyone think? Should I continue or is this a lost cause? I'm not sure if this will be a long or short piece, but the updates will be slow unless I have a group of fans desperately wanting me to continue. So thank you so much everyone for reading and please, please, please leave a review! It would make my day! :) Thanks!

-Lioness002