**A year has passed since Clair Bennett came out about her ability. Most of the "heroes" have gone into hiding. This story is about Sylar, Peter and Stephanie. All three are empaths, Stephanie is a child hood friend of Peter's and has come back into his and Gabriel (Sylar's) life. I do not own Heroes or have anything to do with NBC. I love Tim Kring and wish they would bring this show back for one finale season. Please enjoy and i always love reviews but please remember to be nice :) )
It was a beautiful winter evening; the snow was falling softly on the ground as I made my way to a local millionaire's home. The sun was on the horizon as the moon began to show in the sky. I was on my way to a party hosted by the Petrelli family. I had known Angela since I was 16, I have been singing at her events for years. Now don't get me wrong, the woman is a heinous bitch but she had become like a mother to me, and her sons were always wonderful to be around. Nathan was like a big brother to me, a man that I felt was my own personal Superman.
He always seemed to have time for me even when the shit was hitting the fan in his personal life. I remember when he found out he had a daughter, a little blond girl who had become a national phenomena. , he had such mixed emotions about it that he didn't know who to talk to. I was visiting Angela when Nathan came into the house in a rampage. I tried to leave but Nathan didn't give me a chance. Since that day I have kept the Petrelli secrets and God knows there are a lot of them.
Peter and I have always had an awkward relationship. Not only were we best friends but there was always this tension between us. About 5 years ago when the first eclipse occurred everything seemed to change for Peter and I. We each had developed the ability to absorb other people's powers, his was by touch and mine, well mine was by singing. Whenever I would sing to someone with an ability I would absorb their gift. Over the years I have gained so many abilities that they sometimes seem to blend together. When Peter acquired his gift he seemed to disappear from my life, something had changed in him. He was so focused on saving everyone else he had forgotten about himself. After Nathan's death this past year Peter and I decided to put the past behind us. I hadn't heard from Angela since that day until this morning. She had called me asking if I could sing at an event for some friends and like a good sotto daughter I said yes.
I walked up to the large house and knocked on the big wooden door. I could hear someone coming to answer as I smiled recognizing the voice as it rang in my head. 'Arg I'm so sick of that woman…' It said as I smiled as the door opened. Peter stood before me, his dark hair falling softly on his face, his deep rich eyes looking widely at me as the smile began to grow on his face. I looked at him and smiled back breathing out a soft, "hi" he grabbed me into a firm hug, I took a deep breath smelling his sent feeling the warmth come over my body. "Hey" he said holding onto me. I could feel his body thru his cloths, his firm abs and hard chest made me almost melt into his arms. I pulled away and looked at him, his crooked smile seemed so familiar to me he held my hands. "Come in" he said as I followed him into the large great room. I could hear Angela's voice from the kitchen ordering everyone around. I unbuttoned my long black coat and smiled as he grabbed it from off my shoulders. Our eyes met as I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. Peter is about five foot seven, I am only about five foot two so it made it very easy to get lost in his eyes. "We don't have much time you all need to hurry up!" she said in her stern strong voice. Peter seemed to be staring at me as I softly sent a message into his head, "What?" I asked as he squinted his eyes and looked at me. "Learn a new trick?" he asked as I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. "O yea, got it NYCPD police function, didn't know I had until recently" I said as I walked into the kitchen. Things had become very crazy since Clair Bennett fell from the top of a Ferris wheel on live television. A lot of us had gone into hiding scared of what would happen if we were all found out. Angela had become our very own Harriet Tubman. She had surrounded herself with people from all walks of life with abilities to try and keep them safe, she might be a bitch but at least we were on her good side.
"Stephanie! Thank God, ok so you will be in the living room where the band is set up. How long of a set do you have?" she asked all at once as I smiled and gave her a quick hug. "As long as you want Angela." I said as she pulled back and looked at me. I smiled as she gave me a soft smirk and thought, 'She looks great maybe there is hope for her yet' She pulled away and looked at Peter. "Peter let her get ready up in the guest room" she said as he nodded and smiled at me. "Angela," I began as she turned to me, "You know how tired I get after singing at your parties. I am going to need to take a break at one point or I'm going to explode." Now to some people this would just be a word, an expression but to her she knew I was serious. The last time I sang at one of her parties I collapsed on the floor from all of the abilities I had absorbed. When the doctor saw me all of my abilities seemed to manifest at once almost blowing up the entire hospital. If Noah Bennett hadn't gotten me out of there in time there would have been some serious problems. Noah Bennett, that was a name I hadn't thought of in a long time. His daughter was Claire Bennett and if I knew Noah like I thought I did he was not happy with his little girl.
"Don't worry Steph, I'll be there." Peter said placing his hand on mine breaking me from my thoughts. Angela looked at us and forced a smile. "Good. Peter take her upstairs guest will be arriving soon." I removed my hand from Peter's and smiled, "I remember my way I'll only be a few minutes." I walked out of the kitchen and headed up the steps. I could hear their voices from the kitchen. Angela's was faint, as if she knew I could hear her as she spoke to Peter. "What's on your mind son?" She asked as I stopped on a step and turned. I could hear the smirk in Peter's voice as he responded, "O Mom, you don't want to know." she laughed softly as I heard his foot steps slowly start to come towards me. I waited till I saw him standing at the bottom of the steps and smiled at him. I didn't need to have a ability to know the feeling coming off of him. I turned away and began to walk up the stairs.
The light in the house cast a soft glare over the hall way. I softly hummed a soft melody to myself as I felt a serge of energy flow into my body. I was used to this, even a soft hum could cause me to gain the smallest ability. I opened the door and walked into the room. I grabbed the dress from my bag and laid it down on the bed. It was black As I continued to hum I tried to listen for Peter's thoughts, but I guess he had learned his lesson and began to keep his shield up. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself. The cold wind had messed up my hair that was twisted on my head. I removed the pins sighing, my dark hair fell softly on my shoulders. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled softly as I turned and lifted my sweater over my head.
I closed my eyes softly, and took a deep breath. I finished getting dressed as I heard a soft knock on the door.
"Come in Pete" I said softly as I bent down to slip on my shoes. "People are star…" he began as I stood up and looked back at him. He was wearing a black suite with a white button up shirt under the soft jacket. His tie was around his neck undone as his eyes seemed to bug out from his head. I walked up to him and smiled. In my heels I was taller than him and I think he loved it. I softly touched the fabric of the tie and ran my hands down it. "Need some help?" I said as he gave a soft smile. I tied his tie for him feeling his eyes gazing over me. I ran my hands softly down his jacket enjoying the feeling of his body so close to mine.
"You know, I don't remember the last time I did this." I said as he softly grabbed my hand. I looked at him feeling that all to familiar rush of blood come to my cheeks. I looked at him as I felt my eyes begin to burn softly. Peter looked at me deeply his smile no longer there. I looked away from him sighing softly. I looked into the Mirror and saw that my eyes were no longer their deep brown but bright blue, I turned and looked at Peter and forced a smile taking his hand. "watch" I whispered as I closed my eyes and felt the heat come from my hand. I held his hand focusing my energy to flow to him. He smiled softly as he closed his eyes as well. I looked at him and smiled as his eyes were the same shade of blue as mine. He looked at me as he blew out steam. I smiled and went to remove my hand from his. He held it tight and pulled me closer to him.
"What was that?" he asked as I smiled feeling the heat come from him. "I can't hide my feelings anymore. If I get…hot I make heat….." I said simply as I hear footsteps coming to my room. "Hey Peter do you have…" the voice said as I looked up into the dark eyes of the stranger that came to my door. His dark black hair was slicked back and his face was clean shaven. His full eyebrows rose as his eyes met mine. "Sorry, I didn't know you were busy." he said as Peter looked at him than at me. He held my hand even tighter as he moved to stand next to me. "No, Gabriel, this is Stephanie." Peter said as I could hear the tone in his voice change. Gabriel walked up to me and extended his hand. I took it and held it softly feeling a dark rush flow from him to me. I removed my hand and looked at Peter than back to the new man standing in front of me. "Pleasure to meet you Gabriel" He smiled at me causing my heart to skip a beat. Knowing that Peter could feel my emotions I held my thoughts back. "I better start before Angela kills me." I smiled as the two beautiful men looked at me.
"Ok Steph, I'll be right there in case you need me." Peter said as I smiled and looked deep in his eyes. I spoke softly in his head, "I'll be fine." He winked at me as I heard a new voice chime into my mind. "You already are" I looked over at Gabriel and squinted my eyes softly. I kissed Peter's cheek softly and walked up to Gabriel I patted his chest softly stunned at the firmness of this tall slender man. "Thank you" I whispered as I walked down the hall and to the steps feeling the two pairs of eyes watching my every move.