After Peter made it back to the apartment and told Laney about the mysterious compass tattoo they both set off to find Noah of course starting their search at his home. Peter knocked on the door waiting for Noah to answer.

"Peter-." the familiar man said with surprise as he opened the door.

"Hey Noah, you got a minute?" Peter interrupted while Laney remained silent behind him.

"Sure come on in," Noah said as Peter and Laney both walked in. "I thought you wanted nothing to do with me." He said nodding his hello to Laney as she remained standing behind Peter.

"I need to show you something." Peter said pulling back his sleeve to reveal a bare arm, Laney's face filled with confusion as she stared at the empty skin, Laney grabbed the arm and began inspecting trying to find a hint of the compass tattoo that Peter had shown her the night before.

"That's a very nice arm." Noah said a different confusion filling his voice.

"No, it. There was a tattoo. Right here I noticed it last night."

"Mystery tattoo?"

"It was a compass." Laney stood staring at Noah nodding in agreement with Peter. "Laney saw it. Just like the one that you pulled out of the safe deposit box."

"Mystery compass tattoo." Noah's voice full of sarcasm at this point, annoying

"I know where you're going, Noah, and I'm not seeing things it was there. I thought you'd help me-."

"I don't know what are we going to do, though, Peter. Seriously are we going to go on the road and search for this speedy guy with the knives and uncover some giant conspiracy?"

"Not particularly, you wanna get cut up again?"

"No, I don't. That's why I'm telling you I'm not up for it. That's all."

Peter hung his head at Noah's response. "Got it. So what am I doing here? Come on, Lane." Noah and Peter shook hands and Laney again followed suit. "Nice to see you again, Noah."

"You too, Laney."

"Sorry to bother you, Noah."

"Not at all anytime."

"Claire." Peter said announcing the small blonde girl standing in the doorway.

"What are you doing here?" She spoke with surprise as she embraced Peter.

"I, uh, I had to ask your dad a question. He was helping clear my head up, but I got to go. I uh, I gotta be at work in ten minutes."

"Ten minutes? You live in New York City?! New powers?" Claire questioned as she stared at Peter and Laney.

"Ask your father about it." Peter said before they both dashed off back towards New York.

"Who was that?" Laney said gripping onto Peter's hand tightly running but feeling more like he was dragging her.

"Noah, used to work with my mom and Claire, is my niece, Noah's adopted daughter. She can heal."

Laney's silence caused Peter to chuckle, "I'm sure you'll be surprised by all the people we meet that do have abilities, Lane. Don't worry about it."

"So what are we gonna do about you getting work?"

"I guess your just gonna have to come to work with me."

"Great waiting around in a hospital."

"Better than turning my apartment into your own personal prison." Peter chuckled as they arrived in front of the hospital. "You can wait in the break room. It's pretty cozy in there." He said with a questioning tone as they made their way to the break room.

"Cozy, huh?" She said looking around the small break room and watching as Peter went to his locker to get his things together.

"You can go back home anytime, this was just easier for me." He said shutting his locker.

"I'll be fine here. Go be a hero, Pete." She chuckled tossing herself onto the small sofa, watching him grin and walk out the door.

Laney sat up hearing people come into the break room. "Hey Pete. Nathan? Never thought I would see you!"

"Hi." Nathan said nervously turning his attention back to Peter, as he closed the door.

"So what's up?" Peter asked his brother and watched as Nathan held out his hand to demonstrate his new ability of telekinesis by moving a sugar shaker. Laney moved closer watching with amazement. "Holy mackerel!" she said in amazement covering her mouth.

"Whoa, when did that start happening?" Peter said walking across the room to take examine the sugar shaker.

"A couple days ago, I'm like a Swiss Army knife of superpowers now. It's a new power everyday." Nathan said not very enthused about this.

"I guess it runs in the family." Peter said sitting down at the table and setting the sugar shaker back in its place.

"Yeah but there's something else."

"What?"

"I'm seeing things, Peter. Memories, images, Memories but their not my memories. Not exactly. I touch something and it's freaking me out."

"Uh, I've read about this its called psychometrics, has something to do with seeing the history of an object, where it's been what it's experienced."

"So what I'm seeing is real?"

"Possibly, I don't know. Why? What are you seeing?"

"You remember Kelly Houston?"

"Kelly Houston, before or after she ran away and broke your heart?"

"I don't think she ran away, Pete. I really don't. I touched my old baseball hat and I got a flood of images of her and me in a pool. I know all of this must sound… she was dead and there was blood everywhere." Nathan sat down confiding in Peter as he and Laney listened carefully.

"You think somebody killed her?"

"I don't know. If what I'm seeing is real then, yeah. What would you do?"

"You gotta find the truth, go by the house I mean her mother still lives there right?"

"Millie? Yeah."

"Ok, you want me to go with you?"

"No, it's my mess. I'll clean it up." Nathan stood up and hugged his brother and left, still scared and worried about his new abilities. Peter exhaled sharply sitting back down on the table and then looking at Laney.

"You did that for me didn't you?"

"Did what?"

"You went to find the truth about me after I left, you know, you know what I've been through and done. That's why you haven't asked me." Laney stood up and walked over to stare into Peter's eyes. "You did didn't you?" She grabbed Peter's face and turning it to force him to look into her eyes. He grabbed her hands and sighed looking down after removing her hands from his face but never letting them go.

"Yeah, I did. I went looking for you a few times, I didn't like what I found sometimes and other times you seemed happier than you could ever be back here. I was gonna bring you back a few times, but after everything you went through here with your family," He paused standing to walk over to the lockers and then turning to face her once more, "you didn't deserve to relive that because I'm selfish and wanted you back here."

"You could have helped me, Peter. That's all I ever wanted from anyone was help. You helped when I told you about my prick of an uncle. You helped when my grandma died, you helped me through so much but when you saw me at my lowest points, you did nothing." Her green eyes filled with tears and she sat back on the couch, hugging herself. "I deserved more than that from you."

Peter sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her, "I wanted to help, I really did. Somethings we just have to go through on our own. You wanted to find yourself, go off on your own, I wanted to stay here." He pulled her face up and wiped the tears from her cheeks grinning at her, "I knew you would come back though, I always knew it even before I got any kind of ability."

Laney buried her head in his chest and hugged herself him after hitting his arm. "You're such a jerk sometimes, Petrelli." Chuckling slowly overcoming her sadness. He kissed the top of her head after sharing a chuckle as well, "I gotta get back to work." Laney nodded and wiped the remaining tears from her eyes before shooting him a smile and receiving one in return.

Peter's arm never left Laney's shoulder on the walk back to the apartment. She ran into the bathroom flailing her arms in the air, "I call the shower first!" She slammed the door shut and placed her weight against it, keeping Peter out. His weight against the other side of the door as he banged on it. She locked the door and went turned on the water in the shower and began shedding her clothes and climbing in the shower letting the warm water wash over her as she relaxed in the shower. She opened her eyes to see Peter standing there in front of her. "H-how did you get in here? I locked the door?"

Peter wrapped his arm around her lower back and jerked her closer to him, "I told you I have several abilities." He grinned devilishly at her before crashing his lips into her and using his tongue to need her's apart and grabbed the back of her neck forcing her lips to become even closer with his. Their tongues danced against each other as they both giggled working their way out of the bathroom and onto Peter's bed. Still intertwined Peter laid Laney down on the bed and worked his way on top her and decided to take a break from what he had started as he laid down next to her, rubbing the back of his hand against her skin and tracing his way up to her neck to fiddle with the tiny star shaped pearl.

"Remind you of college?" Laney said squirming at his touch and the rolling over to face him and resting up on her elbow. "Never would have thought that a design major and a nursing student would have been the ones that wound up together." She giggled staring into his eyes and noticing the smile on his lips.

"I knew it. I knew it since freshman year. I'm just happy it actually happened sophomore year." He got up to get dressed with a smile still on his lips feeling Laney's eyes burning a hole in his back. She grabbed one of his shirts out of the closet and a pair of his boxers from the dresser and slipped into them and then walking over to wrap her arms around Peter's now covered waist. "You were the only person that ever stood up for me besides myself. The only friend I ever truly had."

Peter turned to face her still in her grasp and cupped her face in his hand, "You were the only person I could ever truly be myself around, Lane. You were the best friend I could have ever asked for and so much more."

Laney smiled at him and released him laying down in the bed and getting comfortable. Peter climbed in behind her and wrapped his arms around her laying there till she fell asleep, kissing her forehead before he headed out the door to work.