My notes: Hey, All! Hope you like the previous chapter. I'm not in the cheer mood and I'm not in the mood at all! Wonder why? If you're HALO fan you'll understand me. We still hope though, although now it's very little! I know that the last couple of chapters turned this story as an angst one. But... I write what I feel. I didn't feel good now, so my characters also feel the same. One surprising news make every one alert. Why? And more...
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Chapter 51 Different Kind Of Love
Petrelli Beach House, NY
Peter came downstairs little after he felt that Claire was sleeping. She needed rest. Lots of bed rest. He knew that this was the one of the first measures after miscarriage attempt. Peter also knew that she was very fragile right now and her emotions were mess. He had seen that. He had seen in her eyes that she already loved that baby. He had to do something for kept them safe. Both of them.
Peter got up from the bed and stood still for couple of seconds. His eyes studied her. She was so small under the blanket, so young. And already was pregnant. And she loved her baby. His baby… Their baby… Peter closed his eyes and gulped painfully. He had to pull together. He had to think for her and their child. The shadows had to wait.
When he came down, everybody looked worried. He just nodded instead of hello and dropped at his chair in the dining room.
'Well, how is she?' Sandra looked at him insistently.
'She is fine and the baby is fine for now. I shot her an injection and I'm going to repeat this that night. Just in case.'
'You look awful.' Angela came close and sat next to her son. She reached and fixed some curls of his face. 'Are you okay?'
'I fell completely sap!' Peter tried to be honest. 'I don't think I have any of my powers now.'
'Why?' that was Jason.
Peter looked at him. The boy was completely invisible. After the case between them, Jason preferred not to show himself in front Peter's eyes. He just was there and helped when it needed.
'Because, the healing ability takes all of your powers.' Peter answered to the boy. 'But… the good thing is that the weakness is not permanent.'
'So, you are going to be all right...?'
'Soon…' Peter poured himself a coffee and leaned on his chair.
'What happened?' Sandra came close and sat next to Peter and Angela. 'That wasn't her first time. You said that everything looks good in the monitor.'
'This one is from her ability. Her body considers the baby as a threat.' Peter sipped from his coffee and stretched his back.
'Why?' Sandra was concerned.
'Because, Claire is vulnerable now. Her entire strength goes for protecting that baby. Her body just trying to protect her.'
'You didn't look calm.' Sandra studied his face. 'You just said that she and baby are okay, then what?'
Peter closed his eyes for a moment and then put his cup on the table.
'I don't think that this is gonna be her last time.' He said quietly.
'How you're gonna be so sure?'
'I just… know.' Peter leaned back at his chair and his eyes jumped at the stairs.
'Then, we have to take her at the hospital…' Sandra said unsure.
'No.' Angela snapped. 'First – it's dangerous and second – she has better chance here, with Peter.'
'I haven't thought about that.' Sandra looked confused.
They had interrupted from Hiro, who just entered in the room. He looked confused and his eyes jumped on Peter.
'What?' Peter noticed that. 'Speak!'
'West called! There was movement in Bennet's house.' Hiro said and gulped nervously.
'My house?' Sandra and everybody else in the room looked at Hiro. 'What movement?'
'Apparently, Mr. Bennet is in home. He had asked for you.' Hiro answered.
'But I leaved a note that I'm with my cousin in Atlanta.' Sandra looked confused.
'He's going to send people to check that, is it?' Peter looked and Hiro and he nodded.
'The house is under surveillance. It would be difficult to leave Mrs. Bennet just in front the door.' Ando said. 'But if Mr. Bennet checked where she had been, he is going to ask questions and…'
'He is not stupid.' Angela murmured.
'Maybe if we leave her near to the bus station…' Tracy said.
'I can make sure that she will look as she was travelled her whole way back home.' Micah added and everybody look at him. 'What? I just have to tell that on the computers in the net and everything would be okay.' The young boy shrugged.
'Okay then, call West.' Peter nodded at Walter and he nodded him back. 'I would go personally, but… I don't think that Claire would agree with that…' his face faded for a moment. 'Get ready, Sandra! You're leaving tonight!'
'But… but I can't leave Claire!'
'I'm sorry, but you have to!' Angela said and shot Sandra a look. 'If you love your daughter, you would!'
'I'm sorry, but I have to erase your memory of the location of the house.' Peter said quietly.
'Why? I'm not going to tell anyone!' Sandra stood up from the table.
'Just in case!' Matt said politely. 'We don't want to risk.'
'Okay then. I'll go pack.' Sandra released one sigh and climbed the staircase.
Peter followed her with eyes and then finished his coffee and stood up from the table.
'Sweetheart, you didn't eat!' Angela stopped him.
'I'm not hungry!' Peter snapped and looked at his mother.
'You have to eat, Peter!'
'I'm not hungry!' he snapped once again and walked away. Angela followed him with her eyes and noticed that he got thinner. Not so much, but one mother could see that. She didn't make an illusion that he was miraculously recovered. She knew that Peter still was weak inside. He still was insecure, but she knew that he would try to push that deeper in him now. Sooner or later, Angela knew that his weakness was going to show again. She just had to prepare for that moment.
The lunch was delicious, but the whole attention had focused on Sandra's arriving. West just had arrived with another member of his group and they talked about the details. Peter had showed him one map and thanks to Micah, it was very accurate. He had downloaded her from the net.
So, the noon turned in the afternoon. Now everybody had gathered in the Library and still looked at the map. Peter just had pointed some variables.
'Are you sure that this is the proper route? If something…'
'Peter?' her scream made him snapped his head and rushed out of the room without any explanation. Seconds later, Peter was already in his bedroom, watching Claire. She was sitting in the bed and looked frighten.
'What?' he tried to contain the panic. She didn't need that now.
'Nothing I just…' she blushed with embarrassment and bent her head. 'I just got scared. Forgive me…'
Peter rushed to her and sat beside her side. His hand reached and lifted her head.
'It's okay, Claire. You don't have to feel sorry and apologized for anything! It's normal for you to be scared. You almost lost your baby. No one could blame you…'
'Almost?' her voice trembled.
Peter nodded. He knew that she is too fragile now, but he also didn't want laying her.
'Your body rejected the baby. Apparently, it's still adjusting… '
'But… but why? I thought that everything it's good…' she blinked against him.
'I thought the same also, but… That was coming from your ability. Caring that baby, you provide him all of your strength and that is why your ability is almost gone now. Your body is acting like self-defending mechanism. It just trying to brought your strength back.'
'But I don't want that now…' she almost cried. 'I want my baby.'
'Sh-sh…' he still couldn't stand to see her crying. Peter reached his arms and Claire settled there, hugging him through his waist. 'That's why I shot you that injection and I'm gonna do this again this evening. We're gonna save it!'
'We have to save it, Peter…' she whispered on his chest. 'I love that baby…'
Then Peter told something which he had realized just now. It had surprised him, but suddenly he had realized.
'I love that baby too…'
Sandra showed up at the door just to hear his last words. She trembled little, still trying to accept her daughter's marriage. Sandra was one normal, regular woman. At least she thought she was, until she had understood about her husband's double life and her daughter's ability. She just had digested that and now, Sandra had to understand about Claire's marriage to her uncle and her pregnancy. Not only that, but her difficult pregnancy also.
She was still staying at the door. Claire looked calmed in Peter's arms. In fact, she never had seen her daughter calmer than when she was in his arms. Then Claire saw her and her eyes widened from surprise.
'Mom? Why are you staying there? Come in!' she tried to sat, but Peter pulled her back in lying position.
'You have to rest few days.' He said, trying to soften his voice. 'That includes lying and bed rest. Lots of bed rest!'
'Okay. Everything is needed!' She looked him straight at the eyes and he leaned to kiss her softly.
'I'm going for some food. Be back soon.'
Claire nodded and watched him as he leaved the room. Her mother sat carefully at the edge of the bed and looked at her hands. Claire frowned. Something had happened. She could feel it.
'What mom? Tell me what's wrong?' she asked carefully.
'Your father is at home now.' Sandra said and looked at her daughter. Claire remained calm. 'I have to go back to him. They just arranged my travel this night.'
'Okay.' Claire said. She felt little sadness for her mother. He loved her very much, but now Claire had new family. She loved it. She loved Peter and their baby. That's why, Claire tried to contain that sadness and remain calm. 'If you need to go, then… Just, be careful mom! Dad probably will be suspicious and will try to make you talk.'
'Don't worry about that. Peter has already taken care of. ' Sandra reached and touch her face. 'Take care for yourself, okay?'
'Don't worry!' Claire tried to smile. 'I have Peter.'
Sandra's face faded.
'I'm serious! Be careful!'
'I will, mom!'
Both women hugged and Sandra kissed her daughter. She stood up to leave, just as Peter entered in the room with one try full with food.
'I can't eat it all!' Claire's eyes widened as she saw him barely balancing.
'Well, I hadn't eaten either, so…' Peter shrugged and put the tray on the bed, helping Claire to sit.
'You can make me company? Thanks…' her eyes shined.
Both Peter and Sandra saw that, but their reactions were different. Peter just froze for a moment. That was her first actual smile after the events, following his shooting. It was bittersweet feeling and for the moment, he actually felt happy for her. However, it was just a moment and the all was gone. He tried to smile back, to feel her emotions at that moment. But he wasn't ready. He still felt that some piece of him was missing. Peter tried to suppress that feeling. He didn't want to make her feel bad. Now he just had to focus on his eating with her. The pleasant feeling of her company. Therefore, he shrugged once again and handed her one fork.
Sandra still stood at the door and watched Claire and Peter starting their feed. They looked so perfect together. Just complemented one another. They looked like the perfect match. Sandra had to admit that. At the same time there was something tragically around them She could feel that and only could hope for the best.
