AN: Warning, this IS an Eclaire (an Elle and Claire pairing) and will contain femslash. It also carries SPOILERS for Season 3 Episode 7.
This is my first attempt at an Eclaire, but I think I'm really starting to love this pairing. :)
please review to tell me what you thought, but no flamers please. I like to know what people think of this, but I have already warned that this is a femslash and the other stuff.
I don't own the characters or the show... but this take on the episode is mine. Will end up as a two or three shot. Enjoy!
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Let's walk on the wireI won't let you go
We'll follow the streetlights
Down this jagged road
We'll break it all open
Finding our way
We might end up broken and wounded
But baby it's worth it
For even one day
Just to fall apart
I don't care
I'm not going anywhere
Without you being here by my side
Yeah I just don't feel right
We'll follow the streetlights...
Taylor Hicks- Just to Feel That Way
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"Big tough company agent can't handle being 30 thousand feet up?" Claire teased, a smirk on her face. Elle's head went down a little, a blush striking her cheeks.
"Yeah, well... I was never a very good agent."
"So I read." Claire continued to taunt. "You let all those villains escape on level five, right?" Elle turned to her, her forehead creased in confusion and embarrasment. How did Claire know? Why did everyone have to know... especially when they didn't know the facts. There was nothing she could have done to stop that...
"Shut up." Elle said, trying to make it sound like she didn't care.
Claire turned to stare forward, a cocky look on her face. "Yeah, I caught Doyle, I helped clean up your mess."
"Doyle?"
"Yeah, freak with the puppets... this agent thing isn't so hard..."
"You know, my father pushed me into this life, I wanted no part of it, and if you do, you're an idiot!" Her body started to crackle, electric energy dancing on her skin in waves.
"Elle..." Claire muttered, realising she'd overdone it. She'd pushed her too far...
"You have no idea how good you have it!" Elle cried out, her breath shaky as electricity ran through her entire body like a crappy short circuit board. The lights on the plane went out for a moment, and she heard people to cry out in shock as the plane faltered. A part of her didn't care... she couldn't even think right now...
Claire watched Elle, her eyes moving down her body to the shocks coming from her hands, being conducted by the plane seat, to the other girl's fearful eyes. Why did I tease her? Elle had already been scared enough as it was. Why did I have to say anything?
"This is your captain... can I please remind all passengers to turn off all electrical equipment, thank you."
Claire shuffled slightly in her seat, giving Elle another once over. "I think he's talking about you."
"Shut up!" Elle whispered, panic obvious in her tone, not even able to be as angry as she wanted to be at Claire. She was tired, her body was exhausted and she didn't know how to cope with the pain she was in. She tightened her grip on the metal armrests, and the plane gave another shudder.
"Seriously... calm down!" Claire tried to soothe, but her voice came out urgent, realising that if Elle didn't... bad things would happen. "You have to turn it off or we're going to to crash..."
"If I knew how to do that I wouldn't be here in the first place!" Elle gritted her teeth... her entire body felt like it was on fire, she had god knows how many volts crashing through her system. Did Claire really think she would be doing this on purpose? Seriously?!?!
A huge jolt of energy escaped Elle's body, and the entire plane was plunged into darkness, luggage falling out of compartments, people feeling the same change of speed in their stomachs as the plane stopped moving forward, and started to move down with no sense of control. A refreshment cart came hurtling down the aisle, bound to hurt anyone not in their seat.
"Take my hand!" Claire said, and Elle gave her a look like she was crazy. "Just let me help you, dock your electricity into me!" Elle looked away, shaking her head as she tried to focus on breathing, but Claire was having none of it. "Do it!"
Elle felt the plane jolt forcefully as she pulled her hand away from her armrest, grabbing hold of Claire's hand as tightly as she could. They both shook underneath the power of it, their eyes unable to leave their two entwined hands, the bright blue electricity encasing them in an almost beautiful way.
And then Claire felt her breath leave her forcefully as fire ran down her arm and up her body... her body panicked, screaming in silent pain, and her eyes closed tightly as the plane started to rebalance itself, the lights switching back on a few at a time.
Elle's eyes moved once again the their hands before she looked at Claire who's eyes were focused on whatever was straight ahead of her. Claire drew her eyes away slowly, a big grin plastered on her face. "We did it..." The cheerleader said, turning to look at Elle.
Elle almost couldn't help but smile back, realising this was probably the first time she'd smiled since Sylar had attacked her, since her father had died...
Her smile faltered as she looked down at their still conjoined hands. "Do you mind?" She murmured, and Claire had quickly complied before shifting uneasily in her seat, her eyes focusing on her own hand as it healed the electrical burns scattered along it's surface. Her breathing had almost returned to normal when she shot one last look at Elle before getting up speedily, mumbling something about needing to wash her face.
She now sat in the facilities, her head in her hands, her face tear streaked, stained a little by her mascara. Why had she... she shook her head, turning on the hot tap, waiting till it steamed up the small bathroom mirror before placing her hand underneath it. Nothing. No pain, no heat that she couldn't stand to put her hand through... just the feeling of water running over her hands, lukewarm to say the least. It could just have been a crappy tap, but the redness of her hand went against that theory, and as she pulled it away she felt it heal. She did the same with the hand she'd given to Elle as a jump line... still nothing.
"Claire?" She heard Elle's voice call through the door, and she tried not to allow herself to cry as she thought of how she'd might have been cured for a moment, how maybe she could feel again.
"What?" She asked, unable to stop on large sob wrack through her body, causing her shoulder's to shake.
"Just... are you okay in there? You've been a while."
Claire unlocked the door, wiping her eyes as she faced Elle. "Why do you care?" She asked, knowing her voice was laced with ice... which she almost felt bad about.
"You just did something nice for me Claire. You helped me out of a sticky situation, and you stopped me having to feel this... pain for a while. But you being in there's a bit unnerving... sooo..."
"Come in."
"What?"
"Quickly, while no one's looking." Claire said, and Elle stepped through the door into the tiny compartment, locking the door behind her.
"Have you been crying?"
"I... no, I... yeah." The cheerleader admitted reluctantly. "For a moment I thought I was cured, I thought I was okay. For a moment I felt right again."
"What are you talking about?" Elle asked, a frown creasing her brow. "Is this about what happened back there?"
"Elle... when you held my hand... when you shocked the living hell out of me... it awakened something. I could feel it... every second of it..."
"Oh God, I hurt you?" Elle asked, her voice hard to read. "I'm sorry..."
"No. It's okay." Claire sighed.
"It is?" Confusion underlined her voice. "I don't understand..."
"Elle, for so long I haven't felt pain... I haven't felt the one thing that's made me human all of this time. Every time I healed it always hurt, but it was supposed to. And when that stopped, when I lost that... I lost some of myself."
"So that's it? You can feel again? You're okay?" Elle sat down heavily on the closed toilet seat, a sadness in her eyes. "Does this mean you're not coming with me... that I have to go alone?"
"No, of course not. I won't leave, because for some reason I couldn't feel it when I tried to burn myself."
"Wow, cheerleader, you're a lot crazier than I give you credit for..."
"But I don't... I don't get it. I can't feel that, and I probably couldn't feel a punch in the face like I oughta be able to right now... so why can I feel you?"
Elle shrugged, standing up to face Claire. "I don't know."
There was a long silence before Claire raised her head to look Elle directly in the eyes. "Can I feel it again?"
Elle paused, the frown still on her face as she raised her hand to stroke some of Claire's hair back into place, her hand letting out a small, gentle shock as she grazed Claire's cheek.
For a long moment they stared at each other, eyes darting from lips to eyes, filled with a desire neither had felt before.
Claire wanted what only Elle could give her... pain, the feeling of being human again that she so desired...
Elle could feel what Claire wanted, and her body tingled with more than just electricity as she felt wanted... something she'd never felt in her life... and the overwhelming need to give Claire exactly what she needed filled her chest as she breathed in before lifting Claire's chin, placing her lips an inch away from the other blonde's, letting a small spark jump the gap between their lips.
It was all Claire needed to convince her to follow what her body was screaming at her to do, placing a hand firmly in Elle's hair and pulling her face towards her to close the remaining gap between their lips, her back hitting the wall as Elle's momentum pressed her against the tiles. The kiss was firm, almost painful from the force both girl's put behind it, and Elle placed her hand on the small of Claire's back, letting out a burst that made Claire writhe in her arms. The cheerleader moaned loudly and placed her other hand behind Elle's neck, her nails digging in as Elle shocked her again, moving the hand on her chin to rest on Claire's stomach, her fingers barely grazing her as a constant flow of low volt electricity danced on Claire's skin.
"Oh God, Elle..." Claire moaned, and Elle suddenly pulled away, her eyes full of confusion. "What?"
There was no response as Elle almost flew out of the toilet, her head full of voices telling her she was stupid, what was she thinking, that this wasn't for her. But God. She'd never let anyone get her so close as she'd just let Claire. She hadn't been able to... the urge to shock the boyfriend at the time always bigger than the urge to lie there and let him love her. But with Claire she could let herself go... and that scared her more than anything.
Claire stood for a moment or two, breathless, frustrated and agitated in the toilet before she stumbled out to hear the captain announce that they were landing soon and that they should put on their seat belts. She headed back to her seat, watching Elle as she sat staring out of the window, her seatbelt already on as she fiddled with her hands, trying not to touch the arm rests. But Claire could see it starting already. Landing was often the worst part for a lot of flyers, and it didn't seem as if Elle was going to be an exception. Electricity was already working its way outside of her body, and before long Claire knew she would be panicking enough to make the plane's engines cut out moments before the landing.
"Here." She whispered, offering Elle her hand, and Elle looked over at it, avoiding looking Claire directly in the eyes as she laced her finger's with the world's most invulnerable girl as the panic rose in her body before focusing on shocking the beauty that sat next to her.
"I'm sorry." Elle whispered as Claire's eyes shut tightly, her entire body screaming in pain as she gritted her teeth to keep her from actually screaming. Elle twisted her body in her seat to watch Claire's face, still so beautiful as she screwed up her eyes in pain. She reached out her free hand as if to touch her cheek, but stopped a hair's width away from her skin, a tear slipping down her own paler cheek as she watched the closest thing she'd ever had to a friend just trying to breathe. She knew how this felt. It was how she felt every time she 'short circuited'. Like everything within you was dying. "I'm so sorry."
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Next chapter up soon... even quicker if you give me some inspiration, lol.