A/N: Yeah - this is my new Paire fic. Not a big surprise. Not for me anyway. I just love Paire and I love writing for them. 'The Compass' is inspired of the new volume of Heroes, called 'Redemption'. I have to be honest (some of you may hate me for it, but I have to say it), the only good thing I saw up until now is the Paire hug. We can see that they still have that chemistry that made them our OTP. Still think that related them was the biggest mistake of the show, but sadly, it's the fact. I have to say one more thing - 'The Compass' starts when the new volume starts BUT there is nothing in common after that. The plot is absolutely different. And now, before you start reading this I think I owe you this too:
Let's skip the misunderstanding: English is not my first language, but I'm really trying here. So, if you think that it's hard for you to read - just don't read it! The reason I'm in this alone it's because I have updates every day. I love my readers and I want to pleased them in that way!
Story plot: You can't escape from your destiny even when that destiny means to love someone forbidden.
Rating: It's definitely M for the later chapters. I have to say that I love to write Paire as M. "winks"
Warnings: Well, it's Paire so that means incest. I wish they were CANON, but eh.
Spoilers: Volume 5 - up to episode 4.
What else... um nothing. Enjoy reading and I wish you like the fic! Thanks for the nice input after the first few chapters guys! I'll keep going and I hope you'll keep reading. "winks"
Chapter 21 Revealing the past
They stood at the there in the middle of all of that madness around them. Claire slipped her hand in his warm one. Peter squeezed it tightly and they looked around the rushing people. They could see how colorful it all was. People were laughing and smiling at each other; children were running around their parents. Peter and Claire could see carnies swallowing fire, and acrobats showing off their skills. All the carousels and other rides were filled with laughing people.
"What now?" Claire looked up at him. "You have any plan in mind?"
"I thought you have it!" Peter frowned and looked at her. "Miss we-have-to-do-it-alone!"
"It's not funny!" Claire frowned and looked around again. "Peter I hate clowns!"
"What?" He looked at her with confusion, but she nodded at few clowns near them. They were showing their tricks in front the bunch of kids. "Claire…"
"There is something creepy about them." She winced and pressed her body close to his. "Can we just focus over why we are here?"
"We have to fine the Room of the Mirrors." Peter released his crooked smile for her. "And you shouldn't have to be afraid when I'm here!"
"Sure." Claire smiled back and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Claire wrapped her arm around his waist and they looked around. "Look!" She pointed the building before them. "I think we just found it!"
"Yeah." Peter squeezed her briefly. "Let's go!"
They walked inside of the building and were surrounded by any kinds of mirrors. Claire took his hand again. Her heart pounded in her chest and she looked up at Peter. He had frowned.
"There is something in here…" Claire whispered and felt cold chills ran down her spine.
"I know!" He looked at her. "I got the same feeling."
"Peter look!" Claire nodded at the closest mirror and he followed her look. The mirror showed his first meet with Hiro on the subway.
"The girl! You have to save her!" Hiro looked at him intensely.
"What girl?" Peter looked at him with confusion.
"The cheerleader! It's only way to prevent it!" Hiro frowned.
"Prevent what?" Peter still could not understand.
"Everything!"
Peter nodded.
The image blurred for a little and the showed up again.
"Save the cheerleader, save the world!" Hiro insisted with his back to Peter.
The image changed again. This time showed Claire and Zack in a Burn Toast Diner. They looked at some old paper.
"Maybe your family is alive?" Zack just looked at her. "Maybe you have some reach and eccentric unc
"Great!" Claire rolled her eyes. "An uncle!"
This picture changed again and this time was on another mirror. It showed Peter walked among the pictures in the Isaac's loft. He stopped in front of one of them and his face shone.
"It's her." He whispered with amusement. "The cheerleader!"
The image changed again and showed Peter stood before giant picture. He still held the brush in his hand. The red paint dropped on the floor. The picture showed dark silhouette of a man. He was standing before a decapitate body of a girl with a cheerleading uniform.
"Peter!" Claire grabbed his hand and hid her face on his chest. "What is this?" She cried and looked up at him.
Peter just shook his head and looked at the mirrors just in time to see the next picture. It was picture of him. He was standing in the middle of the corridor of the Odessa High School Sport Center. Just then, Claire bumped on him
"Sorry!" They said in one voice. Peter bent over and took her bag. He handed her and smiled at the beautiful girl before him.
"It was my fault!" She blushed. "I wasn't looking where I was going!"
The image blurred and changed again. This time Claire was standing little further in the corridor. She smiled at Peter with the same sad little smile that had captivated his heart.
"Hey it gets better!" He called at her and she tilled her head. "Life after High School? It gets a lot better!" He gave her his crooked smile again.
Claire smiled back and walked away.
Claire looked up at Peter when the image changed again. This time it showed her running from Sylar. She bumped right into his body again. Peter caught her and after short talk, they ran away. Sylar chased them outside the building. Claire could hear her own screams. She remembered how frightened she was then.
"I'm here!" Peter squeezed her shoulders and Claire looked at the mirror again. It was just in time to see how Peter grabbed Sylar and they fell over the edge. Claire took a sharp breath when she saw herself walked out of the building. She could see how Peter's wounds healed thanks to her ability.
"Where is he?" Peter asked her with harassed voice. He looked confused. So did she.
"I don't know! He ran away before I've got here!" Claire looked at him.
"Police… Go get some help, okay?" He looked back at her.
"Okay." Claire nodded. "I'll be back!" She got off the ground and ran, but stopped few steps further and turned to him. "Hey, what's your name?"
"Peter." He looked up to her.
"I'm Claire." She gave him a shy smile.
"Are you the one?" He asked her with strange voice. "When I saved you did I saved the world?"
"I don't know." Claire shook here head. "I'm just a cheerleader."
"Or maybe not?" A foreign man's voice made the pictures disappear. Peter frowned and turned around. It was the same man; he met in the night of Claire's arrival in New York. It was the same, who wanted the compass. "Welcome home!"
"Who are you?" Peter stood before Claire. She grabbed his hand and he squeezed it tightly. "What do you want from us and where is my brother?" He growled.
"For the man with ho useful power, you look pretty confident." The man smirked against him. "I'm Samuel! And you just came home."
"You are crazy!" Peter hissed. "Tell me where my brother is?"
"Ah… he is good and in good health." Samuel tilted his head. "At least… physically."
"What?"
"You'll see him soon." Samuel walked to them. Peter watched him closely. "You are lovers, aren't you? You couldn't fight more…"
"You don't know what you're talking about!" Peter frowned.
"Oh but I do." Samuel stopped and looked at Claire. He could see her head peered close to Peter's arm. He protected her with his body. "That's why you are here."
"What?" Claire frowned too.
"You could be free here." Samuel smirked again. "No one would ask questions about your past. You could be together and no one could say you a word! You could love each other without hiding!"
Peter and Claire looked at each other. Was it even possible?
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