OK people this is it - this is how I should have ended Revenant. I've also decided it'll be the last chapter unless anyone has any compelling requests for something they'd like me to add; as of now I can't think of anything else, and with school starting next week I'd like to wrap up this little project. Hope you enjoy reading about our favorite characters' lives a few years after the end of Revenant, when all the crazy stuff is over and they all have nice, normal, boring jobs. *Snort* Yeah right, like that would ever happen.

Part III: Another Day At the Office

4 years later

BPOV

"Hey Petrelli."

I looked up from my computer and saw Luke Campbell on the other side of my desk. "Yes?"

"The boss wants to see you."

"Which one?" When the president had asked Nathan to come up with a healthier alternative to Arthur's and Danko's methods of keeping our kind under control, the first person he'd called for help - even before Peter and me - had been Noah Bennet. With his input, the new program Nathan set up to meet the president's demands was similar to the old Company Angela had dissolved; Noah had realized Primatech wasn't perfect and made some changes when Nathan gave him the chance to start over with full support and funding from the US government, but he kept the 'one of us, one of them' rule, so we had two direct superiors: Noah himself (the 'normal' one) and-

"The one you're married to," Luke informed me. "Probably has some special 'assignment' for you."

My eyes narrowed at his suggestive tone. Although Luke's talent for generating microwave energy was useful (not to mention extremely cool) I didn't care for his disrespectful attitude, even if I understood it after Edward explained that Luke thought of me as another kid like himself. I couldn't blame him; even though I had actually lived twenty-two years I had stopped aging at nineteen, and Luke hadn't known me long enough to realize that my physical and mental ages were not the same.

A collision with someone much larger jolted me out of my musings on immortality. Pain flared in my palms and backside as I hit the floor, then faded as my secondary ability repaired the minor injury. The man I'd crashed into helped me up, apologizing for not seeing me.

"It was my fault, Gabriel, I wasn't watching where I was going. Sorry."

"It's fine; I hoped I'd run into you today anyway-"

"You got your wish," I quipped.

"I want to show you something." Gabriel reached into his pocket and took out a small black jewelry box.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"Open it." He waited anxiously as I opened the box and inspected the ring inside. "Do you think Elle will like it?"

"It's beautiful; she'll love it." He relaxed, but only fractionally. "But you wanted more than just my opinion on the ring."

He didn't bother denying it. "Do you think you could talk Peter and Noah into reconsidering banning her from active duty? She's not happy about it, and I know they'd rather do you a favor than me."

That was true; even though Gabriel had left his Sylar persona behind for good four years ago, Noah still hadn't completely forgiven him for all the times he'd tried to steal Claire's ability and the trauma he'd caused her when he finally succeeded. Peter didn't hold any grudges against him, but he was more likely to listen to me. "I don't think that's a good idea, Gabriel. I mean-" I lowered my voice and leaned in "-she's pregnant."

"She can still take care of herself," he argued halfheartedly.

I shook my head, fighting a smile. "When she called the other day to tell me the news, I got the feeling she's not exactly happy about the situation. If she's taking it out on you, I can remind her that it isn't all your fault."

Gabriel looked relieved. "Thanks, Bella."

"Any time." I started to walk away, then stopped and turned back. "Good luck with your proposal."

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"What kept you?" Peter demanded, shutting and locking the door the instant I stepped inside his private office.

"Gabriel," I answered shortly. "He's planning on asking Elle to marry him, you know, since they're having a baby. Claire's gonna freak when she finds out, especially if she's on their list of potential babysitters."

Peter forced a laugh. I felt a flash of concern. At first I had thought he'd merely called me in for company because he was bored and regretted (again) letting Nathan push him into taking this job, but if that were the case my arrival should have brightened his mood immediately. "What's wrong?"

"Victoria. We're about to see her again."

My initial reaction to hearing that name again was to panic; then my rational mind reasserted itself, saying there was no need for that yet - there was no sign that a massacre was taking place outside, so she couldn't be here at this very minute. I had no doubt that she would get here eventually - Peter's precognitive powers wouldn't have warned him of her arrival unless their paths were set to cross - but we had some time to prepare. "What is she doing here? Has she changed her mind about killing Edward?" My voice dropped to a fearful whisper as a far worse possibility crossed my mind. "Or is she after you?" Peter had had nothing to do with eliminating James, which made him an unlikely target for her vengeance, but he had been instrumental in helping the Quileute pack destroy her army of newborns…

"Relax, she's not after Edward or me. She's not coming here exactly, just into the city, and I'm not letting her leave."

"You promised me-"

"That I wouldn't try to hunt her down. I haven't, but you can't expect me to just ignore her being so close."

"No," I sighed, "I guess I can't."

He gripped my wrists gently and pulled me closer. "I'm working on a plan to take her down. Wanna help?"

"You have an odd idea of a romantic night out, but I'm in."

We then kissed until he suddenly pulled away and said, "We should bring Claire and Edward too."

"Are we double dating now?"

"I thought you just said vampire hunting doesn't count as a date."

"I said it's a weird date, not that it isn't a date."

Two days later

9:31 PM

"It's not a date! Seriously, how many times do I have to tell people Edward and I aren't together!"

"Well, you do spend a lot of time with him. Actually I think he's the only guy you spend a lot of time with who isn't already taken. Of course I know there's nothing going on between you," I quickly added as we walked under a streetlight, its light allowing me to see Claire's expression better in the darkness, "but I can sort of see how someone who doesn't know you both as well as I do might get the wrong idea."

Claire appeared horrified and maybe slightly disgusted that she and Edward could ever be mistaken for a couple. "Really? Me and Edward Cullen?"

I couldn't help feeling a little offended at her tone; I had dated him after all. "What's wrong with Edward?"

"Nothing, he's my best guy friend. I just don't think of him as a boyfriend, and he doesn't think of me that way either."

Our boy talk was rudely interrupted when a familiar red-haired, catlike figure melted out of the shadows in front of us. "You!" Victoria's face seemed even paler than normal as she stared at me, her dark crimson eyes wide with disbelief. "It can't be - you're dead! I killed you!"

"It didn't take."

"Maybe you're losing your touch," Claire suggested with a smirk.

While Victoria continued to gape at me as if she were seeing…well, as if she were seeing a girl who should be dead standing there alive and well, Peter and Edward appeared on either side of her. They had been close by all along, but had stayed invisible while Claire and I strolled around the part of Central Park where Victoria was supposed to show up, laying down a scent trail to lure her in. We had guessed that she wouldn't be able to resist investigating if she caught my scent. It had changed a little since I acquired Claire's healing power, which was why she was with me; we hoped Victoria would attribute the change to the presence of another human instead of deciding she couldn't be smelling me and losing interest. We were also counting on our combined scents, and Peter's, to mask the smell of Edward, and it looked like our plan had worked perfectly.

"Hello Victoria," Edward snarled. Without giving her another second to react he lunged for her neck. It was over so fast I barely saw it; his lips seemed to just brush her skin - it almost looked like he could have been kissing her - and then her head was falling away from her body, that vivid hair spread on the ground like a pool of fire. Then Edward stepped back, and Peter disintegrated both pieces. In less than two minutes every last trace of Victoria was gone.

"That was fast," Claire commented, "and kinda anticlimactic. I was looking forward to watching an epic vampire battle."

"So sorry to disappoint you," Edward said sarcastically. "I just thought it would be a bad idea to leave Central Park looking like a tornado had swept through a small part of it. Besides, I'd been looking forward to killing her for a very long time; I didn't want to risk her slipping away again."

Claire blinked at the rough, almost growling undertone in his velvet-smooth voice. "Okay… So now what'll we do for the rest of the night?"

"We could catch a movie," I offered.

Edward tilted his head, listening to some far-off sound the rest of us couldn't hear yet. "No, I have a feeling our work isn't done yet."

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A short time later a helicopter landed in an open field nearby. Noah jumped out and jogged over to where we stood waiting. "I've been looking everywhere for you four! What are you doing all the way out here?"

"Taking a walk," Peter answered.

"Right, I'm taking a walk, Dad," Claire said, "with Peter and Bella. I'm not on a date with Edward, so you didn't have to fly out looking for me."

"That's not why I'm here, sweetheart. Peter, you remember that series of earthquakes I've been keeping an eye on?"

"Yeah."

"I just got confirmation that Samuel Sullivan was in all of those places when the quakes occurred. I know you, Claire, and Bella have met him before, so I'd like your help taking him down. Edward too, if he'd like to come."

All four of us agreed and climbed into the chopper with Noah and his CIA girlfriend Lauren Gilmore, ready to go to work.

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