Title: Black, White & Shades of Grey

Rating: PG-13

Chapters 1/?

Pairing: Sylar/Claire, Peter/Claire, Isaac/Claire (family)

Spoilers: Basically nothing – just that Claire is adopted. The rest is AU

Warnings: None I can think of

Short Summary: AU. In this twisted world it is not always easy to see things as what they are. Black and white. No shades of grey. So how can this be sin? Claire's in love with one boy, sleeping with the other and family of another. But oh how things unravel…

Disclaimer: I don't own anything…except maybe this computer I'm writing on…

Authors note: So I told you I'm writing a Paire/Sylaire fic…well here is the first chapter. I don't know whether I was happy with my own fic…so hehe… Also in my rush to get this out…this chapter is unbetad and all faults are mine. (Will have a banner next time I post)

Chapter 1

In this twisted world it is not always easy to see things as what they are.

Black and white.

No shades of grey.

So how can this be sin?

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Two years ago Claire Bennet had had a very painful discussion with her adoptive father. She was 18, ready to really know who her parents were. Noah Bennet had told her with an unreadable (maybe even sour) expression on his face.

Her mother was Meredith Gray and her father was Fernando Mendez – a married man who had slept with the wrong woman at the wrong time. His wife and 10 year old son knew nothing about it…and so when Fernando died in a terrible car accident, the secret of his love-child died with him. Meredith had been killed in a fire not to long after that.

A bloody fire, Claire had thought as her mind had wandered back to the time when she had purposely run into a fire.

Claire Bennet was a force to be reckoned with when she put her mind to something. So a week after she had heard the news, she looked up the only living Mendez left in America.

Isaac Mendez had been nothing like what she had expected.

There was no resemblance to her, no shade of grey when it came to what her dad – his dad – their dad had done. Yet Isaac had not held her responsible for it.

"My…our father was always away from home. I wasn't stupid and neither was my mother."

"Then why stay with him?"

"Because it had been the only thing she knew how to do."

Claire understood, black and white and shades of grey.

Claire understood it all too well.

He painted the future.

That's how he had known she would come.

She pressed a knife to her wrist and watched it bleed as his panicked eyes swept over her.

The wound took mere seconds to heal – as quickly as his protectiveness over her had come.

Black, white and shades of grey.

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Her eyes flutter open to present time – her memories obliterated in seconds as she rubbed her eyes. She felt the cold even before she had noticed the lack of body next to her. Claire couldn't see him but still she pulled the blankets closer around her naked body. He must have noticed her shaking because his jacket was around her shoulders even before she had time to react.

Damn telekinetic.

"You're leaving."

It's not a question and he's well aware of it. Still he continues to pull up his pants.

"Your brother is waking up soon. We both know if he catches me here…" there's a quiet laughter in his voice and she sighs because she knows what he is thinking. She doesn't have to be Matt to read his mind. He wants Isaac to find him there, wants to see the pure torture when her brother realizes that she isn't a little angel anymore. That at 20 she's sleeping with one of his best friends. One of his roommates. And the stubborn bad boy at that. But Claire doesn't say a word about it because he knows all to well why she keeps it a secret.

"How do you know?" she decides on that – because she knows he's waiting for a comeback.

"I can hear him. I hear his heartbeat. Everyone's heartbeats change during different stages of sleep. Isaac's heartbeat is becoming faster as his body and mind start to come back to life. His – " he stops, because they have this rule not to say his name in her bedroom. Not after they have sex. "heartbeat is slower tonight, rhythmic – like he's having a good dream."

Claire stares at him from under her lashes as he walks to her, his clothes all on now.

"What do I bet you that you're wishing it was you he was dreaming of? No, not a normal dream. Little Claire Bennet wants it to be a wetdream about her." His smirk is wide and Claire punches him so hard she hears bones breaking in her hand but she isn't worried as it knits itself back.

"Bastard." But the exclamation has lost its power and his smile drops as he bends down to kiss her. At the last moment Claire turns away and his kiss lands on her cheek.

He sighs loudly, tired of her mood swings and its fine with both of them. He'll make side long comments the rest of the day and their roommates will get fed up and tell him to shut up. Maybe he'lleven stand up for her and it will make Claire's day and then he'll stop with his comments because that's all he tries to do – get a reaction out of him.

Because when they started this they knew there were no I love you's to be traded between them. Claire loved him and he was just a distraction for her – someone to cling onto for the fact that she couldn't have him.

His at the door before she can blink her eyes, his jacket off of her shoulders and around his shirtless body and Claire knows he's sexy. Everyone knows.

"If today's a good day…I won't see you tonight." She comments from her place in the bed and he smiles as he lifts his finger and the sheets moved closer to her, giving her the warmth she lacked.

"Then let's hope it's a bad day." He turns and she tries to get a word in but he's to fast and he knows she wants to make a comment.

"Get some sleep Claire." He says tiredly and it's not because he's tired but because he wishes he could stay in her bed and give her the comfort she seeks so strongly from someone else.

The door is halfway closed when he hears her soft whisper – only audible to his ears.

"Thank you Sylar."

And right at that moment, Peter Petrelli's heartbeat jumps.

A/N: Just so you guys know –cause this chapter is confusing – Claire is sleeping with Sylar and in love with Peter. Sylar is talking about Peter when he says Claire wants him (Peter) to dream of her. Sorry but I needed to explain that.