A/N: New Paire story from me. It's a little different from the others and I hope you like it as well. I also hope for reviews. They always make me feel better and inspired my muse fr more. Thanks to all who'll take their time and share their opinion with me. I'm gonna be grateful. Also - please, please let's make it clear once again. English is not my first language. The reason I'm going without beta here it's because I want to learn from my mistakes and get better. Thanks for your understanding and please let me know what you think of the story. Thank you!

Story: Claire works as a stripper in a night club. Peter distance himself from his family and goes to see her. He inherits his father's fortune, but he's not happy. He's hunted from memories of the night he resorted his powers. Night, spent with Claire.

Few notes: It's AU Paire. Spoilers up to the "Brave New World", but without Claire's jump. Peter and Sylar are enemies. Claire is distant from her family, same as Peter. Isaac is alive. His girlfriend name is Kay (a fictional character, created by Valor95 - thanks for letting me use her); Zack is in New York and is Claire's and Isaac's roommate. Claire is working as a stripper in a night club. Peter can't forget the night he spent with her and goes to see her every night. How they reached to here - read and you're gonna find out. "winks"

Enjoy and review, please!

Loves, Arinna

Chapter 25 The day to be different

Isaac woke up from her screams. She was dreaming nightmares again. He sighed and sat on the bed, staring at the darkness.

Two months after Peter's disappearance, there was no clue of where he might been. Claire went to talk to Angela about it. Peter's mother refused to do that. Claire could not even cross the gates of the Mansion. The official version of Peter's disappearance was his trip to Europe. No one had a reason to doubt in Angela's words. She was his mother after all.

Claire on the other hand was broken. She had told to Isaac that she could feel something wrong happening with Peter. Her eyes were like crazy and her whole body shook when she came back from the Mansion. She had collapsed in Isaac's arms in the moment she had stepped inside the loft. Then... she had refused to eat for almost a week. Her eyes were empty and she got skinnier in every day. When Isaac or Zach was asking her to eat... she simply refused it with the words she couldn't die no matter what.

Like this wasn't worst enough, but then the nightmares began. Claire hadn't had calm night in a month. Isaac knew that well, because he could hear her cry. Screams wasn't worst enough. The crying part was terrifying. He had asked her why she was crying. Claire simply looked at him and answered him:

"Because I love him!"

Every time... the answer was the same. Isaac had stopped to ask her. He couldn't understand her anyway. He had tried to talk to her. He had tried to convince her that there was not any point of hurting herself like that. Claire simply refused to listen. She had sunk into her depression and nobody could reach her right now. Only Peter... but Peter was missing and they didn't know where to track him out. There was no leads pointing to where he was.

If Angela had something to do with it, and Isaac was sure she had, she was really good of what she was doing. Even Kay couldn't read her. She had tried to talk to her too. She even tried to read her mind, but Angela was careful. She hadn't thought or did anything suspicious.

Isaac shuddered when he heard the cry. Claire was crying already. That meant she was awake. Isaac stopped his sudden urge to go and calm her. That wouldn't work and he he knew that better than anyone. Claire could only make him feel even more worse. He sighed and rested back on the bed, covering his head with the pillow.

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Claire was sitting on her bed, wrapping her arms around her folded legs and crying silently. Her loud cry had turned into a small sobs and then into this. She swayed her body back and forth and closed her eyes in unsuccessful attempt to calm herself. But it got worse. The terrifying pictures of Peter, covered in blood were still in front of her. The nightmare just refused to go away and she couldn't escape from it. She sighed and curled up on her bed. Her eyes gazed the window and the full Moon outside. She remembered the night when Peter came to her on the night like this. Claire had asked him to stay and he had done it for her. They started all this right then. Just few months ago and it looked like forever.

Then the pain came back and she sobbed loudly. Her heart was in pain. It was like someone had ripped off her chest and took her heart away. Claire trembled uncontrollably. She couldn't breathe and her lungs were burning. She wanted to disappear. She wanted to be gone. There was no life for her now. Peter was gone and she wasn't even sure if he was alive. There was no life without him. No life...

That was her last thought before she could fall asleep again.

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Angela was looking at her son. Peter hadn't moved a muscle. His eyes were still closed and yet, she was sure that something was happening to him. She could put her finger on it. It was the same feeling when Peter told her about his dreams. It was the same feeling when she realized that she had no other choice but to act against him. She had to lied to him again. It was for his own sake. But... now something was wrong. Peter was different somehow. His face was calm in his sleep, but Angela was sure that something was happening under that calm surface. She picked up her phone.

"Give me Doctor Suresh!" She snapped. "I have to talk to him and it's urgent! Hurry!"

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Claire was sure she was dreaming again. There was no doubt in that. Peter was there and he was looking at her with his big hazel eyes. His big and sad hazel eyes. Claire reached her hand to touch him, but she couldn't. Something was holding her tight and she couldn't move.

"Claire..." Peter whispered and reached her hand to her, but he was too far away.

"Peter!" Claire cried out. "Peter, where are you?"

"Help me... Claire. I'm dying!"

"No! Peter... no!" She tried to reach him again, but he was too far away."Peter!"

"Mansion... I love you..."

Claire woke up with a scream and looked at the window. It was a new day... Claire sighed and jumped off the bed, brushing her tears away. She didn't have time to cry right now. She had to be different this day. She had to be stronger than before. It was the day she had to find Peter. She had to.

Few minutes later and she was ready to go.

Claire looked at her reflection in the mirror and gathered some blond curls behind her ears. She sighed and her eyes narrowed.

"Let's go!" She whispered to herself and grabbed her jacket, walking out of the room.