I'm so sorry for the long wait, everyone! I've been overwhelmingly busy, but hopefully during this holiday time off I can finish up on this story and my Grey's chapter fic. But for now, here's the big climax chapter! Enjoy! Xx

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Peter walked outside Kirby Plaza to see an all-too-familiar scene, one that haunted his dreams on many previous occasions. He took a deep breath and stood off to the side, watching the event happen in the order he remembered them to be. The past version of himself was fending off Sylar, as Claire stood a few feet behind him pointing a gun to his head, shaking as tears came down her face. Niki stood off the side, on Peter's left, keeping each of her hands on Micah and Molly's shoulders, pulling them close to her. She looked as if she was looking for someone, and Peter assumed it was him. Hiro popped in behind him, staying quiet as he watched the fight between the past Peter and Sylar. Peter hadn't recognized Hiro's presence for a few minutes, and when he did he was slightly started. He closed his eyes for a moment as he kept his focus on Niki. He couldn't remember the last time that Niki was truly happy, and it made him happy seeing her the way she was again. Peter knew doing this, stopping this terrible explosion, was right seeing her. Matt, Suresh, and Noah were near the main entrance of the plaza, as Mohinder was tending to the injuries of both Matt and Noah. As the past Peter's hands started to glow, the future Peter took a few steps forward, knowing what he had to do. Hiro put a hand on his shoulder, nodding off to him as he stepped ahead. Before he could do anything, however, an all-too-familiar blonde ran in front of him, tapping on the shoulder of the past Peter as he turned to face her, a look of concern coming onto his face.

"Peter, I'm pregnant." Niki, told him, caressing his face softly. He looked at her for a good minute as the future Peter smiled, turning to see the past Hiro and Ando pop in the scene, gathering Micah and Molly as they motioned for Niki to come with them.

"You… are? You're sure?" He said, speaking in broken sentences as his fists continued to glow.

"Yes… But listen to me, Peter. I need you to come out of this alive… I don't know what I'll do without you. If you make it… just know, I need you. Come find me… promise me that this isn't it." The past Peter nodded, looking at the past Claire as she held the gun to her side, watching him and Niki.

"I promise… I'm going to make it. I'm sure as hell going to try. For you… and for our baby. This isn't it, Nik. Believe me." He said, smiling at her. "Now, go. Because if I can't stop this explosion I'm not going to let you die." The past Peter said, quickly kissing her and sending her off to the past Hiro and Ando, who teleported her, Molly, and Micah out of Kirby Plaza. The future Peter sighed, knowing that he and Hiro had already saved Ando and Micah. He turned around to Claire and Noah from his time, walking up behind him.

"What now?" Claire asked.

"I'm flying him up; seeing if I can have him explode in the atmosphere and not on land." Peter said, watching Sylar get up to fight Peter again, relieved that Niki and Micah and Molly were gone from the plaza.

"Claire, let's go help Suresh with Matt. If this thing is stopped, Matt might not live anyway. And he's one part our time that shouldn't be repeated." Noah said, motioning for Claire to follow him towards where past Mohinder, Matt, and Noah were; on the side of Kirby Plaza. Noah kept eye-contact with Peter as a single thought of his entered Peter's head.

You think you can really do this? You really think you can stop him from exploding? Repeating our future would lead to total chaos; all over again. Please, reassure me, Peter. Can you do this?

I do it, Noah. I've been waiting for this moment for 5 years. Peter responded, nodding with sincerity in Noah's direction as he finally faced forward, walking towards the past version of himself, whom was becoming more and more engulfed in the radiation that it was turning him orange.

He looked the past version of himself in the eye as the past Claire took a few steps back. The past Peter clenched his fists as the future Peter put a hand on his shoulder.

"You're from the future… you're helping me save the world, aren't you?" The past Peter asked curiously as the future Peter nodded.

"The future this world will face if you aren't stopped is unexplainably terrible. It becomes a dark place, where people like us are hunted and killed, and where there is a line drawn between those with abilities and those without." He said, as he took hold of the past version of himself, flying up into the atmosphere, the cold air hitting both of their faces. "We are, saving the world. It's something I have to do."

"What if you die?" The past Peter asked loudly, finding it hard to breathe.

"I won't. The only way I'll die is if you die, and I'm trying not let that happen. She's going to need you, whether she's in pain or not." The future Peter responded, speaking against the rush they were flying against as he referred to Niki. The past-Peter closed his eyes as he yelled, feeling the radiation escape him as future-Peter braced himself, ready for the worst as he felt the past version of himself explode into the atmosphere, created a gigantic golden-orange cloud that pushed the future-Peter from his younger counterpart. He closed his eyes as he felt hazy, like something had passed over him, as the future-Peter fell many many feet down, smoke from the explosion stuff in the atmosphere still around him. He had reassured himself that by this point, if he was still falling that meant that the past-Peter had survived, the way the future Peter had survived when he exploded. Claire…

Peter knew he could have flew out, but it was more peaceful falling; against the rush of the explosion. It felt like he was falling forever. He kept picturing what the world would be like in his future; surely, it would improve immensely. Not only his life, but the lives of others. Noah, Claire, Matt, Molly, Mohinder, Hiro… Niki. He had finally done it; what everyone tried to tell him was impossible. He changed the future. When Peter started seeing buildings again while falling, he decided that it would be a good time to travel back to his own future.

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He abruptly fell with a hard thud onto some kind of concrete. Finally opening his eyes, Peter saw he was in an unfamiliar alleyway in New York City. He smiled, for the first time in a while, seeing New York back in its glory. He stood up, still shaken from his fall as he walked out of the alley into one of the main streets of New York. Peter observed his surroundings, proud of the way things looked apparently normal. He suddenly stopped in his tracks as he witnessed someone with apparent electric abilities shock a taxi in his way, flipping over as he chuckled, flying into the air and out of sight. Peter's jaw dropped as he watched some civilians fly or run away at the speed of light, and others try and help, flipping the taxi right-side up.

People, everyday people… with abilities? Peter thought to himself, as some turned around to look at him, acknowledging that they were able to read his thoughts. He was speechless.

Peter had not expected this to happen. What have I done?