Far Away
Strength
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The nurse was disheartened. St. Claire-Marie Hospital was way different from the hospitals in New York. The methods were way more technical in St. Claire-Marie, which caused difficult moments for Peter. The doctors were competitive in their studies and research. They would get so welled up in it, they would accidentally lash stress out on a staff member. Peter was sympathetic and understood that they didn't mean it on purpose, but in New York he warmed up to other doctors more easily and even bonded with them.
Even though times were discouraging, Peter reminded himself each night to why he was a nurse: to help people and better their lives.
While he was assisting a surgeon, he looked at the patient and saw she had light blond hair. Images of Claire and her courageous valor flashed through his mind.
"I've died before. It's no big deal."
Whenever Peter felt meek from people's demands, Claire would always be there to tell him to stand up for himself.
"Nurse Petrelli, are you okay? You've got a cut!"
When Peter looked at the injury, blood was nowhere to be found.