Family Ties
By insanity_fangal (trekkie)
Written for rimjobs.
For the Month of Noah Gray Fic Exchange at sylarelle,
Spoilers: 3X11 The Eclipse, Part 2.
Prompt: Noah seeks Sylar out when he's like 12-18 and reveals who he is.
Disclaimer: I don't own Heroes. If I did, Elle would be alive.
AN: This unbetaed, so all mistakes are mine.
AN 2: I'm Australian and we sometimes spell things a little differently, please forgive.
AN 3: Thought's are in Italics.
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Prologue
"Gabriel no! Gabriel no! Gabriel! NO!"
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When Bennett cut his throat, I thought I'd lost him forever.
I sat down next to his body and wrapped my arms around my self and rested my head on my arms.
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3 hours passed.
I never noticed the light outside growing stronger, the moon sliding away from the sun, the end of the eclipse.
I never noticed the wound on his throat closing.
I never noticed his first gasp as he returned to life.
I never noticed anything at all until I felt his arms wrap around me.
I thought I was dreaming, hallucinating, until I looked into his eyes.
(And even then I wasn't sure)
"Elle," he whispered, "Elle its okay. I'm okay."
"Gabriel.'
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The cold metal draws across my throat. Some pain, but not too much. Falling, then black.
My final thought before I die?
'I hope he doesn't go after Elle.'
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3 hours passed.
I gasp for breath.
I'm alive.
But... Elle!
I sit up and she's right there, next to me.
She's curled herself into a ball, holding herself. She's quiet.
I move closer and wrap my arms around her.
She turns to look at me, she's been crying. Oh.
"Elle," I whisper, "Elle its okay. I'm okay."
"Gabriel.'
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TBC
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