Title: A Shot in the dark

Author: shadow-walker135

Words: 975 words in total

Summary: Megan Petrelli. One of S.H.I.E.L.D's most promising agents has just been assigned to one of her most challenging assignments yet. Keeping an eye on the avengers. But as she grows closer to their old enemy turned ally, she may just find out that she has unknowingly put herself in the firing line.

AN: This is my first story, so reviews will let me know if it's awful or not. Also I don't own anything apart from my OC... Also I ship Petlar (heroes) so just a warning now, if you're homophobic, don't read it.

Chapter one

It was another dull, grey day in New York City. This was the first thing that Megan Petrelli noticed when she had began walking down the busy street with her freezing hands jammed deep into her pockets, trying bravely to combat the wind blustering hard into her lithe body. She pushed her way through the thick stream of people, mumbling a brusque 'sorry' to anyone she accidently bumped into until she reached her destination. It was a small, out of the way cafe, with well worn grey walls and off-white, round outside tables that were spread out almost randomly, their burgundy umbrellas tucked in tight to try and stop a re-enactment of 'Mary Poppins'. She pushed open the door, a little bell tinkling like mad above her head as she glanced around. It wasn't busy by any means, just a few stragglers that had been seeking shelter against the harsh winds sitting at the randomly spaced tables. She only took a few seconds to locate the man with long dark brown bangs hanging in his face, staring broodingly at his coffee as if it held the answers to all his problems. She rolled her eyes, walked over to the table and threw herself unceremoniously into the slightly creaky wooden chair beside him

"Hey Pete."

He glanced up at her, hazel eyes brightening slightly as he gave her an infectiously bright smile that she couldn't help but return

"Hey Meg."

"Long time no see."

"It's been two weeks."

"It's still a long time to go without seeing you, I was beginning to miss you and your floppy bangs."

"I don't have floppy bangs!"

"Yeah you do kid."

"I'm older than you."

"Maybe in years but in maturity, I come out on top."

Peter smiled, but Megan could see something was up from the cloud that had reappeared in his eyes

"What's wrong Peter? You're acting weird."

She asked, concern colouring her voice and making it softer. Peter sighed and played nervously with the edge of the faded red tablecloth

"I need to tell you something."

"I can see that" she paused and gently placed a hand on his forearm "You can tell me anything you know that, right?"

He glanced up at her nervously through his overly long bangs

"I...I like someone"

He whispered. Megan laughed and clapped him hard on the back

"Congrats Pete, whose the lucky girl"

Peter chewed his lip and looked at her with scared eyes. She stopped laughing

"It's not a girl, is it?"

Peter shook his head

"Please don't hate me!"

She stared at her brother in shock, before smiling and shaking her head

"Do you really think that something like loving a bloke was going to make me hate you?'

Peter looked at her, new hope glittering slightly in his eyes

"Well, Yeah."

She pulled her brother into a side hug and ruffled his hair

"Where the hell did you get that idea, you idiot?"

He pulled away from her, and looked into her face

"When I told Nathan, he took a fit and told me not to be so dim,"

Peter's eyes took on that sad mist again, and for the first time in what felt like months she wanted to punch her older brother for putting it there

"Yeah, well Nathan's an ass that shouldn't have an opinion in your life."

"But the man I like is Sylar!" Peter blurted, screwing his eyes shut as he waited for the shouting. Megan was speechless for a few seconds, before she snapped out of it

"The serial killer, that has tried to kill you, and Nathan countless of times?"

"Yes, but he's changed, he... is able to control that side of him now." he explained quickly trying to make her see his side of the story. She placed a firm hand over his mouth, effectively shutting him up

"I can't judge a person I've never met, and if you say he's changed, I believe you. That, and I can hardly speak; my last boyfriend was a bank robber."

She took her hand away, and Peter gaped like a fish at her, before all the tension in his body left him and he gently placed his forehead onto the table

"What should I do?"

"You're asking me for dating advice? No offence but isn't there anyone with a more successful relationship history to get advice from?"

"You're the only thing I have right now, so I'm just going to go with it"

She sighed through her nose and leaned back in her chair

"Have you actually told him how you feel?"

He shook his head

"Well, that would be the place to start. Get him alone, and just talk to him about it."

"What if he tries to kill me?"

"Fight back moron."

"What do I do if he feels the same?"

"Introduce him to me, so I can give him the third degree."

He raised his head and stared at her, eyebrows arched

"I think that would traumatise him."

"He was serial killer."

"Have you heard yourself when you ask people questions? It's will be more like an interrogation than a simple meet the sister."

"I blame the job."

"Working for S.H.I.E.L.D seems to have bashed you into more of a tigress than you used to be."

"Yeah, yeah whatever kid, just grow a pair and ask him. You never know what will come tomorrow."

"Imminent death and blood spatters."

Megan just groaned

"I'm being serious Pete!"

"So am I."

He smiled at her and she smiled back. She glanced down at her slightly worse for wear watch

"Oh God, I'm going to be late for my very important meeting with director patch man. See you later Pete!"

She stood abruptly from her chair, ruffled her brother's hair one last time just to annoy him and ran to the door. As she ran full pelt down the street though, weaving through the crowds, she couldn't help but think that maybe this was the start of a brilliant day.