Heroes: Fate.
The end of days...
Mohinder's voice:
Our lives affect one another. We are all entwined.
But is this connection random?
Maybe we are all in fact connected by a shared destiny; a carefully crafted design by a higher power. Perhaps sometimes, there is in fact a set, end point that is inescapable. Unavoidable. Fated.
[The Petrelli household. Peter enters, followed by his mother, Angela Petrelli.]
Angela: ... it's been weeks. You're brother has missed you. He loves you, and I know you love him -
Peter: missed me? Loves me? After trying to kill me, after siding with our villain of a father, you expect me to accept that he's sorry? [He shakes his head before uttering] he's gone too far this time. Sometimes sorry isn't enough...
[Nathan appears from the doorway]
Peter: [glares at his mother] I might have known...
Angela: Peter...
Peter: I should've guessed that you'd interfere
Angela: do you know what's at stake if I don't?
Nathan: [walking towards Peter] Peter, this has got to stop.
Peter: Nathan, I don't wanna talk to you [turns to leave]
Nathan: Pete...
Peter: I'm serious, Nathan. Do you have any idea of the destruction you nearly caused?
Nathan: I know that but -
Peter: no, Nathan. You've gone too far this time – I don't ever want to -
Nathan [shakes his head] no. No Pete don't say that [Peter is defiant and angry] please. Look, I think we've both said things we don't mean -
Peter: did we?
[a beat]
Peter: [goes to leave] I have to be at the hospital. I'm gonna be late. [he leaves]
Angela: go after him!
Nathan: didn't you hear what he said [he looks down, before looking at his mother] He hates me ... maybe I deserve it.
Angela: [orders] stop feeling so sorry for yourself and go after him!
Nathan: I'll catch up with him when he's calmed down [sighs] there's no way he's gonna speak to me now...
Angela: [stares into the distance] we're running out of time...
Nathan: what?
Angela: [a sudden outburst] you have do something - before it's too late!
Nathan: too late for what?
[Angela doesn't answer]
Nathan: too late for what ma?
[Angela sits down, at the dining table, rubbing her temples]
Nathan: Ma?
Angela: nothing
Nathan: don't try to lie. If these past few years have taught us anything, it's that honesty really is the best policy
Angela: [sighs, sounding almost defeated] I've been having dreams...
[Nathan sits in the chair opposite, looking curious]
Angela: [looks Nathan square in the eye] you and Peter have got to make up. You have to protect him.
Nathan: [he looks right back] ma, what happened in your dreams?
Angela: the content isn't important...
Nathan: that's not what it sounds like. What did you see?
Angela: I saw death. [Nathan frowns] I saw the end of days.
[End scene]