Hi everyone, I've made a sequel to my story ''Before it's too late'' which I suggest you to read first. This story will be longer than first with more things to happen.
Some spoilers for season 3.
Sorry for any mistakes - English is not my native language.
3 months passed since Claire left New York. Everyone have normal, peaceful life. But how long your life can be normal if you are special.
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CLAIRE BENNET, COSTA VERDE, CALIFORNIA
''Damn it!'' Claire swore when her locker opened again.
''Someone has a bad day?'' She turned around at the sound of familiar voice. West stand next to her with questioning look on his face.
''It's just that stupid locker'' Claire pointed at her locker '' It always opens again when I try to close it.''
''I told you, you must be delicate'' He slowly closed locker and looked at her with smile on his face. ''See? It's not that hard.''
''Thanks. It likes you more than me.''
''Yeah, right.'' West followed Claire and sat next to her on small bench in front of school. ''There's something else right? Not just locker.''
Claire looked at him. He knew her well, considering the fact that he didn't know anything about her special ability, and that they met only 3 months ago, he knew her quite good.
''It's my father. I mean it's not his fault, he had good intentions.''
''What he did?''
''He got my mother into our house. My real mother.''
''What? And she's living with you and your adopted family?''
''Yes. He thought that I should know her better and talk with her...you know she is my real mother, there are things we should talk about. I don't know her well and I want to spend some time with her, get to know her better, but not in that way. Since she moved in there's always tention between her and my second mother, like they're ready to fight about me. At least today my mother drove with Lyle to visit our grandparents so they won't see each other for most of the day, well for all day, I think they won't be back till evening.''
''I think it's strange idea, to let her live with your all family, I mean it's good that he wants you to get her know better, but it's still strange.''
''Yeah, I know.'' She didn't tell him that the main reason that Meredith was living with them concerned Claire's special ability. Her father wanted her to have someone to talk to about things she couldn't talk with him, her mother or Lyle. He knew that with her power she felt alone here and Claire was grateful for what he did, but she couldn't stand strange situation that had place in her home.
Suddenly West giggled and Claire looked at him. ''What?''
''Nothing, I just thought how would it be if your adopted father invited also your real father. One, big family.''
''He wouldn't do that. First, he didn't want to have competition, and second I doubt that my real father would like to come here.'' Claire moved her gaze from him to her fingers.
''Why? You're his daughter.''
''Yeah, but he's different, his live is different and...it's just long story.''
West understood that it wasn't easy for her to talk about it so he let go.
''Ok, you don't have to tell...''he looked at his watch and got up quickly '' Oo my...''
''What?''
''We're late, lesson already started, let's go' he said moving towards school and Claire quickly got up and followed him.
''You definitely talk too much'' West turned to looked at her still moving.
''I'm not!'' she hit him slightly in arm and with laugh they both dissapeared inside the school unconcious that they were observed by someone.
''Soon Claire.''
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NATHAN & PETER PETRELLI, NEW YORK
''Peter, are you ready?'' Nathan called his younger brother and looked again in mirror correcting his jacket.
''Yeah, I am'' Peter replied appearing in room. ''Where's Heidi?''
''Talk with mom in kitchen.'' Nathan turned around to look at his brother. ''You look good with that hair'' he pointed at Peter's hair which were now slide back.
''I don't like it that way. Why it's starts so early?'' Peter asked looking at his watch.
''I told you already, first we have dinner in garden, and then official party.''
''Nathan do I really have to go there?'' He knew that it'll be boring to death.
''It's important political party. I need my whole family to support me.''
''Yeah, I almost forgot.''
''Look I'm sorry that it doesn't concern saving the world again. You would be more willing.''
''See, now you mentioned it.''
Nathan came closer to his brother. ''I'm just saying that this whole ''saving the world'' is in our past. We should move on with our life. I'm proud of you, you're back in work, although I still think that you work too much lately, live normal life again and hardly ever mention about what was.'' Peter rolled his eyes. ''But still left one thing.''
''Yeah? And what's that?''
''You need a girl'' with that Nathan moved away from him and started to put on his coat.
''I should know that you're talking about that.''
''Really Peter, you're young, handsome guy from good family. I don't know why you're still alone. But it will change. Today.''
''What? What are you talking about? It's my life. I don't need anybody's help.''
''I'm not forcing you to do something you don't want to but you should at least try, give yourself a chance.''
''Who is it?'' Peter asked, though he wasn't really interested.
''Her name is Amy, she's younger sister of my good friend. They'll be at party today. Don't look at me like that. She's pretty and nice, someone perfect for you.''
''Yeah, I forgot that you know better what is good for me'' just when he said that Heidi and Angela appeared in room.
''Everyone's ready?'' Angela asked looking at her sons.
''Yes, we can go" Nathan opened door for his mother and wife. When Peter came closer he whispered ''You won't regret it. And please cut off your cellphone.''
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Peter never liked to attend any of political parties that Nathan was invited on. He sometimes thought that all these people care only about money, they don't see that there is something else, something more.
He found quiet place at the back of garden, far away from everyone., and sat on small bench. He looked around just to find something, anything, and his gaze fixed in one leaf that laid on the grass. He looked around just to make sure that he was alone, and then slowly raised his hand. Second later leaf started to rise, higher, and higher until it was on Peter's eye's level. He smiled. He liked use his powers when no one saw him. He needed to know that all what happened was real, that it was still inside him.
''Peter!'' Leaf fell down and Peter got up and turned around. After a moment Nathan appeared in front of him.
''Here you are. I looked for you everywhere.''
''I just needed a moment alone.''
''Ok, now come with me, I need to introduce you someone.''
Peter followed Nathan to the middle of garden when two people waited for them: bold man in Nathan's age and younger women.
''Peter, I'd like you to meet my very good friend Scott Barrow and his sister Amy.''
''It's good to finally meet you'' Scott said when Peter shook his hand. Then he looked at women. ''So you're Amy?''
She had brown hair and was his height. Someone looking elegant and smart, someone from Nathan's world.
''Yes, did Nathan told you something about me? Because he told us a lot about you.''
Peter looked at his brother ''Oh really?''
''Well, only good things, don't worry. Now, Scott I would like you to introduce you someone else.''
Bold man nodded. ''Of course. It was nice to meet you Peter.'' He said before the two of them left Peter and Amy alone.
''So what exactly did my brother tell you about me?''
''Well, like he said, only good things.'' She smiled. ''For example that you're a male nurse.''
''Oh, not very interesting, huh?''
''I don't think so, I think it's great that you're helping other people. It means that you're a good man.''
Peter smiled and in corner of his eye he saw that Nathan was observing them. Amy seems nice but he couldn't get rid of feeling that this whole situation felt artificial.
''Would you like something to drink?'' He asked and girl nodded.
Before Nathan noticed they both dissapeared. He smiled.
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CLAIRE BENNET, COSTA VERDE, CALIFORNIA
Day can seems really long when you have to get up at 7 a.m., spend 7 hours in school, next 2 hours on training, because you chose to be a cheerleader, and another hour visiting your friend who is sick and needs notes from school. Claire thought that ages passed before she finally reached the door of her house. Glad that she was finally home she stepped in and closed the door.
''I'm home!'' she called just to hear perfect silence. She wasn't really expecting that someone waited for her. Mom and Lyle were visiting grandparents, dad working, and her other mom...well, probably felt bored alone so she went out. Great, of course no one was there to keep her company. She was exhausted and hungry and could think only about dinner and her comfortable bed. She entered kitchen and left her bag on chair heading straight to the fridge which she found almost empty.
''Great, I forgot that todays's my turn to do shopping.'' Claire sighed and pulled out juice which she poured into glass. She could predict that it wasn't her lucky day. She drank a little of juice and with glass in her hand moved to the living room, which she wasn't prepared to find in the state that she did.
Table and chairs were scattered in pieces on the floor, window's curtain was burnt as well as part of carpet and couch. ''Mom?'' Claire moved slowly behind the couch and cold feeling of shock gripped her.
Glass landed on the floor.
''No!'' Claire cried when she saw her mother laying in a pool of blood, with open eyes and without top of her head.
''Finally you're home'' Claire turned around frightened just to stand face to face with the worst nightmare of her life. Cold eyes and devilish smile that haunted her every night since Homecoming to the night at Kirby Plaza. She wanted to say something, but couldn't find her voice. He clearly didn't have such problem.
''It's been long since we've seen each other last time. You probably wondered what happened with me.''
''You should be dead. You were killed that night at Kirby Plaza'' she managed say something and started to move away from him.
''As you can see, I'm allive and I couldn't wait to see you again. I thought that I wait here for you and couldn't believe in my luck. Instead of one power I'll have two.'' He smiled and lit fire on his hand, just like her mother did it.
Claire closed her eyes feeling tears coming. She still had vision of her mother in pool of blood in front of her eyes.
''Your mother had great power'' Sylar continued playing with the ball of fire in his hand. ''Just like you. What a great family.''
Claire used the moment when he wasn't looking at her and run as fast as she could towards the door, but before she reached it Sylar put out fire and used his power to closed all doors and windows in house. Claire pulled door-handle in vain.
''You won't escape me, not this time'' he said and pinned her against the wall with his power.
''No... please...don't do it.'' She couldn't catch her breathe, feeling like she was choking. She tried to move but couldn't and her heart beat faster than she could imagine it. Through the tears in her eyes she saw that he was coming closer untill he stood right in front of her.
''It's a pity that you'll have to die'' he said moving his hand across her cheek and then through her hair. She turned her head away feeling disgust when he was touching her. He moved his hand away and whispered to her ear ''This time no one saves you.''
He drew back from her, raised his hand and started to cut her head.
Claire screamed from pain. Despite the fact that she could heal, she always felt pain, but this time it was much worse. Her all body screamed from pain which was tearing her up inside. She couldn't see anything because of blood that covered her eyes. And when she felt that she was actually going to die she heard shot and suddenly power that kept her against the wall gave in and she fell on floor. She wiped off blood from her eyes and looked up just to see her father with gun in his hand.
''Dad!...''
''Run Claire!'' Noah shouted changing cartridges and Claire noticed that Sylar holding his injured arm started to get up.
''But...''
''RUN!!"
She couldn't do anything else but to listen her father so she quickly got up and opened the door which wasn't control anymore by Sylar. She didn't turn around, didn't stop, just run ahead. If she stopped she would come back to her father, she couldn't stand that he was there with psychic killer. So she run.
It was getting late and streets were almost empty. She didn't know how long she was running and didn't care. She finally stopped when she couldn't catch her breath and her legs and whole body begged for rest. She knelt on the ground breathing deeply and looking around. She didn't know where she was, she had never been in this area.
After a moment she noticed telephone box nearly so she got up and qiuckly walk to it turning around and checking if anybody followed her.
When she was inside she picked up receiver and with trembling hands dialed the only number she had in head.
She waited for signal looking nervously through the pane, afraid of seeing again face that horrified her the most. After a moment there was a signal.
Hi, it's Peter, sorry but I can't talk right now, please leave the message.
''Peter, it's Claire...I need your help...It's Sylar, he's back... I don't know what to do, I'm in California, Costa Verde...'' she looked around''...I don't know what street it is, but there is small, white church...please, I need you Peter.'' She hung up, pressed her back against the pane and closed her eyes. Now she could only pray that he would find this message as soon as possible.
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