Don't own Heroes. Unless, of course, I magically become Tim Kring

Italics are translated.

Claire glanced around the table.

At the heads sat Rebecca and Noah

Gabriel sat to Rebecca's left. Next to Gabriel, Peter sat (obviously). Hiro sat next to Peter, and Ando to Hiro. On the other side of the table, Claire sat in between her father and her roommate, who was next to Zach (who had reappeared wanting to know if they had figured out a way to catch Samuel and Doyle). Next to Zach, Matt sat.

And Molly and Calipsa got their own table, which Gabriel had announced the 'kids table', earning a look from Calipsa that had Noah afraid two immortal serial killers might start trying to kill each other in Peter's living room.

They all passed the food around the tables. Calipsa passed up the pork chops. "I'm a vegetarian." This earned her odd looks from the others. "What?"

"You don't really seem like the type to be a vegetarian." Claire pointed out.

"Ex-serial killers have to eat meat?"

Noah shook his head. "So, I'm going to assume we're going to go after Doyle and Sullivan as soon as possible."

Molly watched Calipsa. "Ex-serial killer?"

"I had something inside me, caused by my power. The same thing happened to Gabriel. It makes you need to understand. And you try to understand by killing." she said softly to the orphan.

Molly looked up to Gabriel. "When I look for the bogeyman I don't find him." she said.

Gabriel blinked.

Peter smiled.

Rebecca nodded like it made perfect sense.

Claire nodded along with Rebecca, grudgingly.

Noah and Matt frowned deeply.

After dinner, Calipsa cornered Noah. "You knew his mother was alive."

Noah looked at her steadily. "He killed his other mother."

"You didn't care about that. You saved his life, then pushed his hunger and ruined it. Then you blamed him for everything that went wrong from then on. I understand that you think he's evil. Probably me too. But if we're going on the assumption that you're evil if you kill, I guess you can join the club."

She shrugged, turned, and left Noah standing in the kitchen.

..

Calipsa paced the floor, Gabriel beside her. They were waiting for Doyle to wander towards them like Matt was supposed to do, well Hiro popped in, teleported Samuel to Peter, then popped away so he couldn't use his power.

Gabriel watched her. "Why are you nervous?" he asked.

She shrugged. "Many reasons."

"Want to give me one?"

Calipsa shrugged again. "Things are... off balance. I've been feeling it for a while, and its getting worse and worse."

Gabriel looked at her questioningly.

"The universe. Specifically, the future. Its... splitting."

"Splitting? How can the future split?" Gabriel asked.

Calipsa opened her mouth to answer, but just then, Doyle wandered towards them, a slightly confused expression on his face.

..

Hiro appeared in the open field, his hand on Samuel's shoulder. He nodded swiftly to Peter, then disappeared.

Samuel looked around, assessing his surroundings. His eyes settled on Peter.

"Peter Petrelli. Its good to see you." His voice lilted out as he took bounding steps towards him.

"Samuel. You've hurt a lot of people." Peter told him.

"A lot of people have hurt me. Hurt all of us! They need to learn, that they can't take advantage of us. They can't shove us into the corner, abuse us. We are more powerful than them, we should rule."

"You mean you should rule." Peter corrected.

"You should join me, Peter. You want to help people, so do I."

"I'm sorry. But I do want to help people, you want help yourself. The best way I can help people would be to put you back behind bars."

Samuel shook his head sadly. "I'm sorry, then, but I can't let that happen."

He raised his arms, rocking the earth towards Peter. Peter shot forward, his fingers grazing Samuel. He threw the ground back at Samuel.

"There's no one else here, Samuel. I beat you last time."

Samuel looked around as the ground rocked under him again, knocking him over. "No. I am unstoppable!" he yelled angerly, lifting rocks from the ground and hurling them at Peter.

As they got near Peter, he seized control of them too.

The rocks vibrated in air, twitching back and forth, trying to decide who to listen to.

Peter won.

The rocks soared forward, much faster than Peter meant, like when two people are pulling at a rope and one lets go, smashing into Samuel. Peter ran forward as he collapsed.

"Samuel?" he asked urgently. "Samuel!" a rock stuck out of the mans skull.

Peter took a shaky breath, trying to find a pulse.

There wasn't one.

He hung his head, slowly pulling out his cell phone and dialling Gabriel's number.

"Hello? Peter?" the man on the other line asked.

"Gabe."

"Peter? Whats wrong?"

"Samuel's dead." Peter blurted out.

Gabriel didn't say anything. "Okay. Are you sure?"

"He has a rock sticking out of his skull!" Peter choked.

"I'll grab Hiro. I'll be right there."

..

Claire looked at Gabriel. "Is Peter alright?" she asked.

"Samuel's dead." Gabriel said softly.

"What? How?"

"I don't know. Hiro, I need you to take me to Peter." He told Hiro.

"Me too." Claire added.

"Claire-"

"He's my uncle."

Gabriel grudgingly nodded, and Hiro grabbed their shoulders.

..

Peter was now sitting next to Samuel's body, staring at the rock.

He looked up when the three people appeared.

"You brought Claire?" he asked Gabriel, angerly.

"She brought herself."

Claire stepped forward to her uncle, her hero.

"What happened?" she asked gently.

Peter looked away. "He was trying to throw the rocks at me. I was stopping them, and we were both pushing them, and then he just- stopped. And they shot forward and hit him before I even knew what was happening."

Claire placed a hand on his shoulder. "It wasn't your fault." she said.

"She's right, Pete. You always try to do the right thing, even when we were kids-" Gabriel started, then cut himself off as he realized what he was saying. Who's memory's he was remembering.

Claire looked up at him, shock on her face. Obviously Peter hadn't told Claire about how Gabriel still had Nathan inside him.

Peter dropped his head into his hands. "I know it wasn't my fault. But I should of-"

Gabriel's face contorted, for just a second. Claire stared, open mouthed.

"Come on, Peter. Hiro, can you take us back, please?"

Hiro nodded, grabbing Peter and Claire, well Gabriel placed his hand on Hiro's shoulder.

..

"What was that?" Claire asked Gabriel later, when they had gotten back to their home.

"What?"

"Pretending to be Nathan. Shifting into Nathan." Claire spat.

Gabriel looked away. "Nathan's still inside me. When he saw Peter so hurt, he tried to take over."

Claire looked at him, shock and confusion on her face. "My father is living inside your head?" she asked.

"Something like that." he mumbled.

"Let him out."

Gabriel closed his eyes. "He isn't strong enough to manage to stay out for more than a few minutes. I don't have control over it. I'm just too powerful, and this is my body."

Claire blinked back tears that had suddenly appeared in her eyes. "I want to say goodbye to him." she said softly.

Gabriel opened his eyes at Claire's choking voice. "Don't cry." he whispered. He closed his eyes again, and he shifted. When his eyes opened, he was Nathan.

"Hello, Claire." Nathan said softly.

"Hi... dad."

Nathan's lips twitched. "I can't stay long. He's too strong. Look, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I'm sorry for everything. I kept trying to do the right thing, but whatever I did it seemed to go wrong. Too many lairs, I guess." he tried to joke. "Make sure Peter's alright. And ma. I know she can be a bit controlling, and manipulative, but she's trying to do the right thing too. It seems like Peter and you are they only Petrelli's that see things as they are. You don't try and see the big picture.

"And yes, you are a Petrelli. Even if your last name isn't you still are. You've been a part of my family from the day you were born. If I had known you weren't dead, I would have been there for you." he hesitated. "Or maybe not. I don't know. Maybe I would have been a different person if that building hadn't burned down.

"Could you do me a favour? I know I don't have any right to ask you, but could you tell Simon and Monty, and Heidi too, that I loved them? And that I'm sorry I wasn't a better father and husband." he hesitated. "I have to go now, Claire. I want you to know, I loved you. Love you. And I'm glad I got to get to know you, in Mexico, before I died. And... Gabriel and Sylar aren't the same person. I'm inside his mind, I should know. And Sylar killed me. If I'm able to not hate him, then everyone else should too. Goodbye, Claire." and his face shifted back to Gabriel.

Claire turned, hiding the tears that now flowed freely down her cheeks, and left Gabriel where he stood, Nathan's tears still in his eyes.

Uhmmm... I really don't know what this chapter is. Peter kills Samuel, Nathan pops out to say goodbye?

And Calipsa's a vegetarian?

Where the hell did that come from, anyways?

Keep reading, if you want.