I do not own Heroes. And this is just a little intro. They'll be more, longer chapters. :)


He walked in the bar, his eyelids half open as he walked over to the counter. Running his fingers through his hair, he rested his elbows on the table ignoring the vibrating phone in his pocket.

A woman walked over to him and sighed heavily, "Can I get you anything?" He lifted his head and stared at the woman, pausing, "Oh, umn, water. Please" he added, remembering his manners. She left him, coming back with a glass of water, "Hunny, are you ok?" He took the glass gratefully and shrugged, "Yeah. I guess" He wasn't fine. And he knew it. But what could some stranger do?

She sat across from him, "Baby, if you have problems, you shouldn't be sulking it in a bar" she said with a motherly tone, "deal with it somewhere that's comfortable to you" He sighed, "I'm fine. Really, but thanks" Pulling the strands of hair behind her ear, she stared at him unsure, "Ok, but if you need anything just give me a call, ok?" He smiled a little and nodded his head, "Sure"

She turned around, and started washing dishes. The bar was a like a ghost town. Barely anyone was there. He stared at his drink, circling the ice with a straw. "Do you…do you ever think you were meant to do something?" he asked quietly. She turned her head around, turning the foset off, "Like what?" she asked. He took a deep breath, taking a sip of his water, "Oh, I don't know" he sighed, "something extraordinary?"

She looked at him strangely, "I'm working as a bartender" she chuckled. "No, no, something different. Supernatural, like out of this world" he leaned back against his chair. She dried off her hands and sat across from him, "Well…" she pulled her hair in a ponytail, "I live a simple life. So I don't plan on doing something extraordinary. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't" she smiled.

He chuckled, "You must think I'm crazy" "Yes, yes I do" she said quickly, "but all great people start out crazy, am I right?" He stared at her and smiled, "Yeah, I guess you're right" She grabbed a glass of water and held it a little up in the air, "A toast. To craziness" she chuckled. He smirked and tapped her glass with his own, "To craziness"

She took a sip and realized something, "Oh, by the way. I'm Aimee. Aimee Leon" she placed her hand out. He looked at her and grinned, shaking her hand, "Peter. Peter Pertrelli"


Again, this is just an INTRO. Nothing special. Please review. :)