Title: Obsession

Fan dom: Heroes

Rating: T - Violence, Adult situations, Moderate Language

Notes and Spoilers: Through "Volume 1: Chapter 23: How to Stop an Exploding Man", Graphic Novel Chapters 39 to 42 "Betty" and the Fan Fictions Squall and Fatigue. And some random things from non-specific episodes of Volume 2. This story is part of an alternate universe of course after the close of Volume 1..


Dedication:For all those fangirls and fanboys that wanted to see something happen, and for the snickers they got in exchange: This is for you.
Chapter 7
Nathan took her hand and he watched as he started to vanish before his own eyes.

"Are you all right?" he asked Alex.

She did not answer. She just open the door and led Nathan with her.

The first floor seemed easy enough. She kept her eyes pealed for the stairwells, and secret elevators.


Angela stood in front of the window and watched as the snowflakes fell. The Christmas tree stood behind her filled with ornaments. A new one every year and more in between. She closed her eyes and tried to reach out for Peter.

She held on to the drapes and the ice of the windows melted on her hand. He did not answer her calls. They could not kill him. Not in the traditional sense, plus if they did, they would lose their bargaining chip, their slave to their own ideals.

She shivered as all the ideas she did not want to feel filled her heart and lungs.

"Grandmother?" a voice behind her called.

And she turned and looked straight into her grandson Simon's eyes and smiled.

"When did you get home?" she asked.

"Just a few minutes ago."

"Where is your mother and brother?"

"Upstairs. What's wrong?"

"Nothing that you have to worry about," Angela answered.

Simon raised an eye brow at her and crossed his arms.

Still Angela just walked away.

"I will see that the cook makes you and the rest of the family something to eat."


Walking down the hallways, Alex started to feel her skin crawl, they slipped down another stairwell, but she was not sure how much farther she would have access to Claude's power. She scanned the area looking for any other power she could grasp onto.

It was dark in the room and she felt for a railing and grabbed on.

"At least when Claude's power leaves me," she whispered, hoping no one but Nathan heard her, "No one should see us for a while. I will blend with the wall soon."

She wiggled her fingers. Nathan grabbed her wrist as he tried find her in the dark as the two walked down the dark stairs.

"What's that on your wrist?" he whispered. "Was it there before?"

Alex shook her head and then her hand.

"Souvenir."

"Souvenir?" Nathan asked.

"I made it myself. Though it's so dark I might have done it wrong. Someone around here can turn things into gold. Could you possibly be wearing a pair of thermal underwear?"

"What?" Nathan asked.

"Shh."

At the end of the stairs was another hallway. It was dark, but Alex managed to make out what appeared to be a door at the far end. And perhaps cameras. She speculated heat detecting technology. If she could find someone with cryogenics, was it possible that she could cool her body? But what would that do to Nathan?

She stood closer to the wall.

"Stand behind me," she whispered as she blended to the darkness and the wall.

Hand to hand they walked down the hall.

As they neared the door they paused as they heard voices on the other side. No way could they open the door without being heard.


"Is the situation resolved?" a male voice asked.

"Depends on your definition." said another voice, a female voice. Sylar been quite vocal. Acting like he seen a ghost or something."

The man stared out in space toward the door. Alex felted her heart in her throat.

"Why are you prolonging his suffering like that?" the female agent replied.

"Research."

"And why Peter?"

"Don't question our motives. Did you hear something?"

The young female agent shook her head.

"Why, do you? Are you buying into what he is saying? Do you think he really is seeing ghosts?"

The man did not answer.

The woman crossed her arms and leaned against the door.

Alex nearly tripped upon her own feet.

"I would wish that you would stop treating me a like a baby! I'm 24 years-old" the agent shouted.

"Perhaps I would Elle, if you stop acting like one," her father Bob replied and he left the hall for another room.

Elle stomped her feet.

Alex felt a sharp pain go all the way from her right forearm to her fingers. She shook the pain away.

"Are you all right?" Nathan whispered, hopefully quiet enough for this Elle not to hear.

"Yeah. Something shocked me."

Alex paused before she lowered herself to the floor and placed her ear to the ground. She decided to try the advice Molly gave her. She wondered if it applied to many different things. She could feel the vibrations in the floor trying her best to pin point the floor below her.

"Nathan," she whispered. "Leaving this hallway might be dangerous, but what if we somehow could get to the floor below. Below this floor is crawl space, about four and half feet high. And then there is a floor behind that.

"Is Peter there?"

Alex sighed.

She wished she could say yes, but she could not even say no.

"I don't know, but I do think I can get us to the lower floor. Hold my hand."

Holding on to Nathan's hand, she closed her eyes, and the floor began to sink.

"Hold your breath and do not panic," she added before the tiles fully engulfed them to realm below.

As they fell the slight drop, Alex placed her hands on the floor of the cavity to slow their descent.

"Gross," she moaned.

Nathan was laying on a top of her back. He immediately tried to move behind her.

"Sorry, I must be killing your back."

Alex sighed. "I am fine but there is some kind of sticky stuff all over my jeans. Eww. Whatever this is, it's interfering with this sonar power I borrowed before that phasing power I borrowed. I know there is a floor down here, but I can't see who or what is in it with all this yuck. Nathan this could be a trap. Maybe I should go below by myself."

"And keep me stuck in this cubby hole?" Nathan remarked. "I don't think so. Can't you blend while you phase?"

Alex nodded. "I could try. The drop is though is more than before."

"I could try to counter it with my flying?"

Alex turned around and tried to look at Nathan but it was so dark, yet she smiled.

"Wow Nathan that is such a great idea."

Alex laughed.

"What's funny?" Nathan asked though, if it was nerves' laughter he could not really blame her.

Alex covered her eyes with her hands.

"Phasing, invisibility and flying? Sounds like a comic book fan's dream come true."

Nathan sighed.

"A few months ago if you told me about these abilities and possibilities I would think you nuts. Now, I still don't want to believe."

"Take my hands, and close your eyes. Shut your mouth because I know you don't want this ick in your mouth but Nathan think of it this way. Reality sucks, but we live it. And we have a say right?"

"The future isn't written in stone."

"Right. Are you ready?"

Nathan wrapped his arms around Alex's middle. She was right; there was some type of ooze all over this crawl space. He knew his suit probably saw its last day. He did not think to change. There was no time. Time did not even exist.

"Nathan?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah," he whispered into her shoulder.

"Because the drop can as much as eight feet Nathan, or even more..."

"I understand."

"Okay, prepare to be the color of sewer sewage. Then air. Hopefully the transition is only a few seconds. Fingers crossed."


Simon watched as his grandmother walked away leaving him in the room alone.

He thought about going up the stairs to get his mother and brother, but he instead stood still. Something was up he knew it.

He could have followed his grandmother into the kitchen and he seriously considered it. She asked where his mother and brother were, but did not give him time to ask her where his father and uncle were.

Heidi came down the stairs and saw Simon looking up the stairs in deep thought.

"I think Monty has a little jet leg," she told her son.

Simon crossed his arms and looked back up at her.

"What is it Simon?" she asked.

"You are hiding something from me. Just like you were when we were in Nantucket."

Heidi placed an arm around her older son.

"Nothing that you should worry about," she replied, but she indeed did worry about it. Last time she talked to Nathan he seemed quite upset. Peter must still be missing.

Simon nodded. He got the same answer as the one he got from his grandmother. He was not going to press the issue any further at the moment.

"I hope Dad is home soon."

Heidi nodded. "Me too."

Angela watched the mother and son from the archway of the next room. Watching them she could not but reminiscence about her own mother and son moments. A mother never stops being a mother and she hoped wherever her sons were, that they were safe and together. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and then reopened her eyes.

She had to have faith.


Alex held her breath tightly as she and Nathan phased through the floor of the crawl space. She thought if she breathed she would lose concentration.

"Blend." She told herself. Blend with the air. She did not dare open her eyes. Nathan held her tight as he used his ability to slow their descent.

When the reached the ground Alex opened her eyes and checked around the room. Could fate be so kind? Could they have found the right room?

"Nathan?" she called.

He opened his eyes. In front of them was another hall, but at the end of the hall, a few hundred yards away, was another door.

It took a few moments, but soon the two got to the door, on that door, Alex could make out some numbers: 0373-03.

She placed her hand on the door.

"Wow the mental is so thick...but I have such a feeling..."

Nathan walked closer and saw the code pad next to the lock, quickly he put in a six-digit number. A few seconds later a green light turned on.

Alex looked at Nathan, a surprised look on her face as Nathan opened the door.

Nathan was frozen for just a second before he ran to his brother and cradled him into his arms.

"Pete?" he cried.

He felt his breath on his cheek, but it was hollow. He glanced up to Alex for just one moment before diverting all his attention to his baby brother.

"Peter?" he whispered again.

Nathan did not like this. His breath was hollow, his pulse thready. He feared what would have happened if the help came any later.

"Shouldn't he heal?" he asked in a rhetoric matter.

Alex held her breath as she concentrated on his powers.

"Yeah, he still has it, but think of the coma after Texas. He had the power then too, this is something else. I sense it is a drug that is designed to inhibit our powers. We must wait for it to come out of his system..."

Nathan was angry. He needed answers. He needed them now.

"Teleport us out here."

Alex touched Peter's arm and her skin blended with his.

"I'm scared Nathan," she said. "What if I by taking one of his powers I hurt him? What if he can't take it?"

Nathan made eye contact with her, and she knew he had concerns. Worry deep in his heart.

"He can't stay here. You must try!" Nathan asserted just before the sound of lightning and a slammed door startled him even more.

"I'm sorry," a familiar voice stated.

Alex turned she recognized that voice. It was that female agent. Elle?

"But the three of you are not going anywhere."


To Be Continued
Author's Note: This chapter contains some inside jokes from a certain comic book movies and tv shows and from the great Heroes fan site Heroes-TV. And I finally used that scene I wrote almost a month ago! Yay! Please tell me what you think Thanks!. -- Stef :)