A/N: I have to say that I'm surprised by the positive reviews of you all. I have to admit that I've had second thought about this fic. I wasn't sure if I want to do it. But I though that I was just give it a try. The second reason - there is something really personal I put in Claire. So this fic is kinda emotional to write for me. Hope you continue enjoy it! '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: 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.

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 53 Surprise

Peter was not surprised when his mother showed up few minutes later. He was sure that Matt was going to call her. Parkman was her new puppy as Noah was once. Noah was much dangerous now and she preferred him as her ally than her puppy. Matt was meant to do the dirt job now. Peter was not sure why exactly but he was sure that the story behind it was interesting.

"Hey honey." Peter frowned from her voice. It was as if nothing had happened between them before. It was as if she had not threatened his and Claire's life. Angela sounded like a concerned parent now.

"Why I'm not surprised that you're here?" Peter leaned back on the bench and looked up at his mother. "Matt called you?"

"He called to tell me that you took Claire in the hospital." Angela frowned and sat close to him. "I thought the he was joking!"

"He wasn't!" Peter snapped.

"Yeah." Angela rolled her eyes. "I can see that."

"What are you doing here?" Peter stared at the white wall at the opposite side of the corridor. His arm still burned. "I thought I told you that I'm gonna do this alone!"

"You told me but you are my son after all." Angela's voice was quiet. "I have to make sure that you are alright."

"Gee, thanks!" Peter snapped with sarcasm in his voice. "Nice timing!"

"What?"

"Claire is bad mom!" Peter looked at her back. "It's not me! It's her!"

"This is ridiculous!" Angela shrugged. "I have to make sure in this too!"

"How could you be so cold?" Peter narrowed his eyes. "You claim her as our blood and yet you could care less now!"

"She is our blood, but I barely know her." Angela spread her lips in a thin line. "You don't have any problems with that."

"Don't make me feel guilty!" Peter clenched his fists. "It won't work here! Not now!"

"Am I that late?"

"You are very late!" Peter avoided her eyes. "Maybe I was once. Maybe I could've felt it at the beginning of all this, but not now!"

"What change you?" Angela lowered her voice.

"Claire." Peter shrugged and felt the pain in his arm slowly went away. He rubbed the place subconsciously. "She changed me. We talked a lot. It was meant to be and it happened. I'm tired of fighting and I think it's time for me to stop already."

"You know what that means, right?"

"Yeah." Peter ran his fingers through his hair. "I know what that means and I'm ready for it!"

The door of the Emergency opened and Angela could not have the opportunity to answer. Peter jumped on his feet and walked to the doctor, showed up from there. He looked tired but Peter had to know.

"She is alright." The doctor answered to the unspoken question. "She didn't have any bleed. That was good too and helped a lot."

"Okay." Peter nodded.

"Her baby is safe too. But I want to run some tests just to make it clear."

"Okay." Peter nodded again. "When can I see her?"

"Soon." The doctor sighed. "Let's take her to her room now. She needs some rest. You can take her home tomorrow."

"Thank you." Peter forced a smile and watched how the doctor turned back in the Emergency. His hands shook and he released his breath. The ache in his heart got smaller now. He could breathe again.

When he turned around his mother looked at him with despair in her eyes. She had heard the conversation. Her hands shook and she walked to him. Her head shook with disbelief. Peter clenched his fists. Now he had to deal with his mother and he was not sure if he would have the patience to do that.

"Tell me that I got it all wrong!" Angela hissed. She looked ready to slap his face now. "Tell me I heard it wrong! Tell me!"

"You heard it right!" Peter lowered his voice. He still fought with his temper. "Claire is pregnant!"

"No!" Angela's voice trembled and she shook her head.

"Yes!" Peter snapped and closed his eyes for a moment. He tried to regain his self-control. "She is pregnant and her child is mine too!"

"Are you crazy?" Now she looked angry. "What have you done, Peter?"

"What it's done, it's done!" He hissed. "We don't need to talk about this anymore!"

"We do need to talk!" Angela frowned. "You haven't told me!"

"And you hide the truth about Sylar too!" Peter narrowed his eyes.

"This is serious Peter! You have to do something!" She pretended that she had not heard his last words. Peter rolled his eyes.

"What do you want me to do?" He tilted his head. "I can't marry her."

"You know what I meant!" Angela looked at his eyes. "You can't let that happen! This child is a mistake and you have to fix it until you have time!"

"What?" His eyes glowed.

"You still can fix this, Peter!" Angela insisted and touched his arm. "You still have time!"

"I don't want this to be fixed!" He pulled back abruptly. Her hand dropped down and hung close to her body. "I asked Claire and she said she want that child!"

"You can't be serious!"

"Oh, but I am!" Peter frowned. "I'm gonna do whatever she wants. It's her life and it's her body! She could choose her own path. She chose it!"

"This is a mistake." Angela lowered her voice again.

"Maybe." Peter studied her face. "But I want to do it!"

When he walked in Claire's room few minutes later, he still thought about his conversation with his mother. Angela had walked away and left him alone for now, but he was sure that she would not give up. He knew her well already. He was blind before but Claire opened his eyes. In a good way.

She was sleeping. Her face was calm and her hands rested at the both sides of her body. Peter took the seat close to her. He looked at her face and laced his fingers with hers. She sighed and opened her eyes. A light smile appeared on her lips when she saw him there. Peter could not help and smiled back.

"Hey." He leaned and kissed her forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"Good." Claire sighed when he pulled back. "They told me that everything is alright now."

"Yeah." Peter nodded. "They told me too."

"Okay." She nodded but her smile faded. "What about Sylar? Do you have any news already?"

"You just stay calm and leave that to me!" Peter clenched his jaw. "Matt's taken care for him now but when I understand where they are hiding him, I'll make sure that he is dead for real this time!"

"Don't do anything stupid, okay?" Claire frowned. "You're always doing that when I'm not around!"

"I'll be okay." Peter reached and stroked her hair. "Don't worry!"

"But how he had found us?" Claire bit her lower lip. "I thought that he didn't know your address!"

"Nope." Peter shook his head. "He didn't know it."

"And it's strange, because I thought I've heard Nathan's voice before Sylar could open the door." She frowned. "Weird!"

"Nathan ?" Peter rose up his eyebrows. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Claire looked at him with confusion. "But he wasn't there. What's going on, Peter?"

"I'll tell you after I talk with my brother." Peter frowned and looked at her small face.