Title: Despondency

Fan dom: Heroes

Rating: T

Notes and Spoilers: Through Volume 2: Chapter 11: Powerless

To survive in this world, we hold close to us those people on whom we depend. We trust in them our hopes, our fears. But what happens when trust is lost? Where do we run when things we believe in vanish before our eyes? When all seems lost, the future unknowable, our very existence in peril...all we can do...is run.

--- Mohinder Suresh, Volume 1: Chapter 15: Run!

Chapter 2

When Peter and Claire materialized, it was back in Peter's apartment.

"I hope," he said when he turned around.

He kneeled down and held Nathan's hand.

"Thank you Claire for coming could you get that bag for me."

Claire turned around a looked for the bag Peter.

"Did you hear me?" she asked.

Peter nodded.

"But I can probably do it too. And last time the blood of someone like us was used on Nathan, he was still alive."

Claire called closer. "But Peter my dad was dead."

"What do you mean?"

"My dad. The father who raised me. Was shot, was killed."

Peter closed his eyes. Both of her fathers were killed?

"Yes. A man that works for the company killed him. But Peter my blood brought him back.."

Peter turned to Claire. "You are like Adam. And I killed the virus with my bare hands. Nathan was to die by this virus in the future. But he died anyway. He told me Adam used him to get to me. And he was right. Am I supposed to mess with fate? First the explosion, the virus, now the bullet."

"And one time it was by Sylar."

"What?" Peter gasped.

He turned around and saw his mother standing in front of him.

"How much longer can we fight fate?" she asked. "And should we?"

Peter stared at her.

"You. Why should we even listen to you?!" Claire shouted. "You wanted to let Peter kill millions of people."

Angela did not flinch. "No," she said as she too kneeled by Nathan.

"I thought I was saving the world."

"By committing mass murder?"

"No.." Peter said as he stood up. "No." He walked closer to the window. "That wasn't the plan at all, was it Mom? You had a specific target in mind. Primatech."

He turned around and looked her straight in the eye.

That prison. The prisoners. Bob and everyone who was in there.

Peter gasped.

They will be here soon. The people responsible for Nathan's death. They won't let you save him. You must leave. Claire and I will go to Paris. As was the plan. Do you understand me?

Claire looked at the two of them; it was like they were having this exclusive conversation and blocked her own of it. Actually, this statement was quite true.

"What is going on? What are you two talking about? Peter. I told them I would tell. This my fault."

Angela placed a hand on Claire's shoulders. "No, it is mine. I thought I was protecting you. I was wrong."

Claire pulled away. "I love my family."

Angela nodded.

"I know."

Peter you must hurry. I am going to tempt fate this one last time. She will be all right.

Peter looked at his mother again, this time with an unsure expression on his face when he heard the sound of distant footsteps. He took the bag out of Claire's hands and wrapped it around his right wrist. Then picking up Nathan into his arms he vanished again.

Claire crossed her arms and stared at Angela.

"Where did they go? What did you tell him? I could save him."

"He can do it too. It is not safe here."

Claire stared at Angela as if she was crazy. "I'm not going anywhere with you."

Angela fixed her blouse. "I know you do not trust me. I also understand that you really do not have a reason to. Still I have always had your interests in mind and I still do. Or are you going to jump out another window?"

"Maybe."

Angela smiled at Claire. "We both know that is not a good idea. You are a smart girl."

Claire turned away. "So smart, that I got my fathers killed."

"We all make choices in this world," Angela stated. "Each one has its consequence, but we must move on."

"How can you be so cold?" Claire asked.

Angela made a half smile. Both Nathan and Peter have asked her this question, and now so has Claire.

"We need to go. Now," she informed her granddaughter, as the locks of the apartment door started to rattle.

To Be Continued

Author's Note: So here is chapter two. I hope it was as enjoyable as the first. Please tell me what you think. Thank you to all that has left a review and to my friend SylarQuinto that helped me with the beta reading. I hope to have at least one more installment before Christmas:-)