Hello! Well this is my first ever Heroes fic and if you like me are devastated season two is overrrrrrrrrrr ( And are counting down until autumn, then I find writing and reading fan fiction is a great medicine)

R and R please!

West by West

West ignored the tears starting to mingle with the sweat from the bright sun on his face.

Claire, Claire, Claire…..

He couldn't get her out of his mind as he flew through the sky.

He couldn't believe he had just left her; alone in her house, grieving her father, stressed with packing and even though she hid it; West knew she was terrified about going public.

The stupid company!

That's what they had argued about. The company was destroying them.

They had tried to take Claire away from him and her family and they had killed her dad. Admittedly there was no love lost between West and Claire's dad; even before West found out it had been him that had kidnapped him all that time ago, her father had been the main reason it had been so hard to get with Claire.

So no; West couldn't honestly say he was devastated by his death, but Claire was and that's all that mattered.

The bond between father and daughter had evidently been intensified in their case, and it tore West up inside to see her so broken.

But yet she wasn't completely defeated; that Elle girl, whatever she was called, had awoken the anger in Claire and she was determined to get back at the company, expose them.

West was bought back to thoughts of this mysterious company, he'd never heard of them until recently and they seemed dangerous, scary, not something to get caught up with.

The line he had thrown at Claire came back to him;

"I like my secrets"

And it was true he did. Before Claire had come into his life, West had enjoyed this most secret power he had. Sometimes late at night he would wonder what it all meant, but those thoughts would fizzle away fast; he had too much fun to start asking questions.

The fact that he had something no one else had or knew about, made him feel powerful, slightly above everyone he knew even he's own parents. When he first discovered his powers he used them for juvenile things like flying up to cheerleaders bedroom windows whilst they were changing or playing pranks on people. But as he got older he experimented a little more, flew all the way to Paris and back once.

He came out of his memories of a Claireless past and was surprised to find his argument about secrets felt weaker somehow.

Suddenly an epiphany came upon him; perhaps born from the heavy sun or something deeper and he stopped in mid- air:

Sure he loved the quiet life or one where he could control the thrills, but he loved Claire more, so much more then flying trips to Paris and a secret power. She was the first person who he could share his power with and he had not felt an inch of jealousy at the fact that she had powers too.

"So what am I doing here?!"

He spoke the question aloud scaring of a few nearby birds.

Why was he here indeed? Flying back to a dull life with no Claire to hold or to kiss.

She needed him, if she was going to do this, he corrected himself mentally; if they were going to do this, they needed each other.

With no second thoughts he turned West to Claire.

Well for a first effort what did y'all think?