Title: Godsend
Characters: All
Genre: Action/adventure, hints of romance and humor.
Rating: T, PG-13ish
Disclaimer: I don't own Heroes or any of its characters.
Summary: My version of the 12th ep, Godsend. Close to the story as I can get, as I have seen from preview. Paire, IsaacSimone. Obviously post fallout

Godsend

"I can't believe we're doing this," muttered Nathan from Peter's right. Claire was on his left, staring out the window of the aeroplane. This was her first flight, and they were jut taking off. She was nervous, and her stomach clenched tightly as the wheels lifted from the runway. Nathan was still talking, almost in whispered hysterics. "This is essentially kidnapping. We are kidnapping a high school cheerleader. If the press find out about this, I won't stand a chance in the election." Peter rolled his eyes and turned to Claire, who was rubbing her ears.

"Gum?" he offered, holding out a stick mint chewing gum. Claire took it, looking at him questioningly.

"It helps with the ears," he explained, grinning to show his own piece held between his teeth. Claire smiled her thanks, and chewed on it gratefully. As soon at the turbulence ended and the plane had levelled out, the flight attendants begun pushing trolleys up and down the isle, offering people snacks and drinks. When they reached Claire's row, sho looked wistfully at a can of soda, but shook her head and turned back to the window. Below her were the clouds, almost looking solid. She smiled, wishing she could fly. Then she felt something icy cold touch her cheek and she jumped, spinning. Peter laughed and held a can of cola out to her.

DL stood in the shade outside the police department, watching the people move around through the glass wall. Micah was sitting against the tree next to him, silent and breathing evenly. He could have been asleep, except his eyes were open, not moving from the entrance of the department.

"Micah, we need to find somewhere to stay," said DL, disliking being so close to where he had been interrogated after his arrest.

"We can't leave mum, she didn't do anything wrong," said Micah. He had said this every time DL had insisted that they leave.

"No, but Jessica did. Look, Micah, the police won't understand what's happened to your mum. They'll think that she's crazy."

"That's why we've got to help her."

"You make it sound so simple," said DL, frustrated.

"It is simple! You can walk through walls dad. You just walk in there and get her."

"That's breaking the law," said DL, amazed that his son would even suggest it.

"You didn't seem to care before," said Micah, staring at him desperately. DL looked at the police department and turned away, holding his hands up to his face. He took a few deep breaths, and crouched in front of Micah, grabbing his shoulders.

"Stay here, don't make a sound. If you think trouble is coming, run. Run as fast as you can." Micah nodded, and DL took off, running around the side of the police station. He looked at it, glanced back in Micah's direction, and walked through the wall.

"Woah," said Claire in amazement, looking up at the skyscrapers that surrounded her. She had never seen anything like it. Sure, there were some tall buildings in Odessa and Midland, Peter had jumped of a five story one, but they were nothing compared to these. Peter chuckled.

"That's the general reaction." Claire looked at him a smiled. Nathan had offered to have them driven to Peter's apartment, but they had opted to walk, Peter saying he was going to give Claire a tour of New York.

"They're huge!"

"Come on, you haven't seen anything yet." They walked for hours, Claire staring at almost everything. It was so busy, like everyone would die if they were late, and at least half of the cars on the roads were taxis. When the sun began to set, Peter started to walk them home, then stopped and changed direction. "I'll take you to Isaac's place." Claire looked at him in confusion, but had no choice but to follow him. They walked a few blocks, then entered a building. Claire started towards the steps, but Peter shook his head and directed her to the elevator. "He lives on the top floor."

"So who is Isaac?" asked Claire, as they stepped out of the elevator.

"He's an artist. He can paint the future. And he's a heroin addict." Claire looked at him in surprise, and Peter grinned. "But with any luck, he'll be sober. He will want to meet you. It's because of him I could save you." He stopped in front of a door and rapped his knuckles on it. From inside, he heard a crash, some hushed whispers, and then silence. Peter frowned, and was about to knock again, when an Asian man opened the door a crack and looked out.

"Peter?" he asked in surprise.

"Ando?" Peter asked, also surprised. "What are you doing here? Last I saw, you were in Texas."

"Yes, we were, but we left almost a week ago. Come in. Who's this?" He pointed to Claire as he stepped aside and let her and Peter into the apartment.

"This is Claire, the cheerleader from Texas." Ando's eyes widened, and he shouted something excitedly in Japanese.

When Peter had caught Claire yawning, he said goodbye to Isaac, Hiro and Ando, and directed Claire out of the building into the quiet street. As they were walking home, Peter felt someone bump into him, and spun around to see a man pocketing his wallet.

"Hey!" he shouted, and took off after the man, with Claire running after him. He caught up to the stranger, and grabbed his shoulder, spinning him around. He felt a chill go up his spine, then saw the man. He looked to be in his fifties, and was slightly transparent. The man looked up at him, and snarled, pushing him into a street light.

"How can you see me?" he asked, then his eyes widened, and he let Peter go.

"What do you mean?" asked Peter, coughing. The man didn't reply, just stared at him. Peter looked at himself, and saw that he had also turned slightly transparent. "You… you have a power?" He was about to interrogate the man when a scream cut him off.

"Peter!"

Claire spun in a circle, her eyes searching frantically. Peter had been right in front of her when he disappeared. Just vanished. She didn't know what to do, and she didn't know the way to his apartment. She was essentially lost and alone. She was about to run back to Isaac's when a pair of hands grabbed her from behind and dragged her into the alley.

"Peter!" she screamed, and a hand covered her mouth.

A/N: Finsihed, just in time. Please Review