Disclaimer: Lyrics at beginning and end are from the song Come and Follow me and belong toMax Carl and Marcy Levy. Not to me

Come and follow me
To wherever the light breaks through.

She was sure that the moment she stepped off the plane her father would be there waiting for her. That somehow the plan had failed and he'd take her home and make her really forget and she'd never see Peter.

That couldn't happen, Peter needed her.

Peter hasn't healed completely. He absorbs power slowly, he healed some, but he needs more contact with you.

She could only wait and pray that she made it in time.

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She took a deep breath to steady herself as she glanced around the airport. People shoved passed her as they tried to exit the plane, but she couldn't seem to get her feet to move forward.

She didn't see him. He wasn't here.

"CLAIRE!" she heard her named and whipped her head to the right. She was running toward him a second later.

"Peter," she cried as she launched herself at him. He hugged her tight, even as his body shook as he coughed.

"Shhh, it's okay. I got you now," he whispered as his hands moved over her hair and back soothingly. It took her a few seconds to realize he was soothing her because she was trembling and sobbing and then the words started to pour out of him.

"They made them forget, Peter. They made everyone forget and I had to pretend to forget and I was so scared you were going to forget me."

She was sobbing and rambling and making no sense to herself, but he must have been able to hear her because he whispered back, "I didn't forget you Claire. It's going to be okay. Everything's going to be okay." He pulled back and she could see the determination in his eyes. He really was her hero.

She nodded a little, still crying, and then pulled away when he coughed again, "He said you were still hurt."

"I know. He told me not to go to a doctor. He said you'd be here in time to heal me."

"I don't even know how."

"I think," he coughed again, "I think, I think its happening. Just you being here, being near me. You might have to stick by me for a while though," he smiled, trying to keep it light, but she felt a wave of sadness go through her.

"I don't have anywhere else to go. I don't have anyone."

He put his hands on her arms, his grip firm and reassuring, "You have me. I know you're scared Claire. And that you barely know me, but I'm here, whatever you need. I'll take care of you."

His eyes were so open, so revealing, like he didn't even know how to lie, like he didn't even know anything but the earnest need to protect her.

She nodded, "Okay."

Peter smiled, "After all, I wouldn't be a very good hero if I didn't keep you safe."

She smiled, maybe her first real smile since the last time she'd seen him. He held his hand out and she put her hand in his, threading their fingers together and feeling like she could breathe again.

He walked towards the exit….and she followed.

In your eyes I see,
You're alive as me.
So whenever I'm lost then I can follow you.