"Peter, Nathan said softly, Claire…Claire is my daughter…."

Perspective

Cannot touch,

Cannot hold,

Cannot be together

Peter sighed, hands pressed firmly against his eyes as he sat in his darkened home. Immensely bitter he could not summon the energy to turn on the lights.

He just wanted to be alone.

He was going to die, no explode and wipe out millions of people's lives.

And Claire, once his salvation, was his niece.

Cannot love,

Cannot kiss,

Cannot have each other

He felt dirty, for the secret emotions that pulsed through his heart. He couldn't show them, voice them, after all…it couldn't happen.

It was laughable now, that when he had found someone to share his heart, he couldn't even try for her.

It was impossible.

Must be strong and we must let go
cannot say what our heart must know

He had been avoiding her. He couldn't stay in the same room as her and face her because he was coward. Peter was ashamed and he kept his mouth tightly shut when the topic was ever breached towards Claire and their relationship.

How can I not love you
What do I tell my heart
When do I not want you here in my arms

Stretching, his muscles and shoulder blades rippling he stood up.

Claire's face swam clearly in his mind and he smiled sadly. Slowly he eased the tension out of his body, his face clenched in pain, staring solidly at the moon but not really seeing it.

Instead he pictured her face almost as easily familiar to him as his own. The thick locks of hair that circled her face, her intense bright eyes, and flushed cheeks that made her who she was.

A girl who seemed older then she was at times, as though the blanket had finally been removed from the world. Her intelligence, wisdom, pain and hurt showed in her eyes, as easy to read as book….Her smile a pretense.

Peter wanted to hold her, ease the pain from her troubled brow and make her feel safe like he had once been able to.

But he couldn't.

The feelings he regarded her with were not that of an uncle's. His embrace wasn't that of a relative.

It wouldn't be right and besides he wasn't safe for her.

"I'm not a good person" Peter murmured "Everything's wrong"

He couldn't get her out of his head even if he attempted to.

How does one walks away
From all of the memories
How do I not miss you when you are gone

I was so sad when I found out they were related. I thought they made an amazing couple, I'm still hoping maybe lol….i doubt it but hey that's what fanfics are for right?

You can make it an AU, or adoption or screw the incest

Anyway hoped you liked it. I love Peter, my fav character!