School Of Rock

Author: milolover or Mrs. Peter P.

Characters: Ensamble

Spoilers: All, just to be safe

Summary: They saved the cheerleader, but their no quite ready to save the world. The juniors and seniors of Central East have more pressing issues then super powers but the arrival of a new girl is going to change everything.

A/N – Read chapter 2 again if you read it before 5/15/07. I changed it a bit and I don't want to confuse anyone. OT (sorta) but did anyone love Landslide as much as I did? It has to be my favorite Heroes episodes by far. But the finale wasn't as exciting as I thought it was gonna be. Don't get me wrong, I loved Niki, Peter, and Hiro beating the crap out of Sylar and Nathan's change of heart, I'm just mad that I'll have to wait all summer to see what the fate of my awesome Peter is! Anyway, here's a new chapter.

Chapter 3 – The Album

"You'd think they'd have fixed the lab by now," Nathan Petrelli complained, picking at his lunch in horror. The unidentified meat was now mixing with what Nathan assumed was zucchini. Or he was hoping it was zucchini and that the lunch lady hadn't said sure just to keep the line moving.

"It's only been a week!" Audrey exclaimed, also poking at her lunch, which looked liked a very gray tuna sandwich.

"Why do you want it to be fixed?" Niki asked, actually eating her sandwich.

Nathan had grown used to this new table he and Matt had. It used to be the two of them, close to the rest of their team, yet far enough away to have their own conversations. They're table had now grown to include Matt's girlfriend Audrey Hanson (because they did everything together. Even Nathan had to admit it was cute. But he wouldn't deny it was also vomit inducing on occasions.) Their table also included Niki Sanders, who was fast becoming one of Nathan's closest friends. She helped him in one area that Matt couldn't: girls.

Of course, being a girl did give her an advantage. But Niki was always sweet and helpful. Unless she was angry. Lord help you if you crossed her. She nearly broke her boyfriend DL's hand one time (what they were arguing about still remains a mystery.) Now of course, he was ok. DL was the last member of their new table; there because he was Niki's boyfriend and a new friend of Nathan's and Matt's.

"No," Nathan said continuing the conversation. "I just thought it would be fixed by now."

"Well they did some real damage to it," Niki said.

"Who?" DL asked, oblivious to what happened as he hadn't been in the class at the time.

"Ted and that new girl…what's her name…." Nathan said shrugging.

"I think its Lizzie," Audrey said.

"Isn't she the girl that sits with your brother?" Matt asked Nathan. All five of the table members turned to look across the cafeteria. Sure enough, Lizzie was there, seated between Peter and Mohinder.

"She looks a lot like Claire," Niki pointed out.

"Yeah, she does. I didn't notice that," Nathan said.

"Maybe you didn't notice cause she wasn't blonde and in a cheerleading uniform?" Matt suggested slyly. Everyone laughed and Nathan sighed.

"I'm not super observant, ok?" Nathan said trying to defend himself.

"That's ok man. I didn't notice either," DL said. Niki smiled. She was happy to see her boyfriend getting along with her new friend. After their fight in September, Niki didn't know what to expect between them. But DL knew that Nathan wanted Heidi and that he and Niki really were just friends. And Niki was happy to have both of them in her life.

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"Micah, what did you do to my iPod?" she yelled furiously. She was really getting sick of him ruining her electronics.

"Nothing," Micah said nonchalantly. He was sitting on the counter of their kitchen island, eating ice cream right out of the container.

"Trade you for Rocky Road?" The man on the counter opposite Micah said, pointing to his own carton of ice cream.

"Sure," Micah nodded and they threw them at each other. One nearly hit her.

"Hey!" she said angrily. Micah shrugged.

"Chill Natalie, it's just ice cream," the man with dark hair opposite Micah said grinning.

"Are you in on this James?" Natalie said icily, pointing to her iPod.

"Nope, I can't talk to machines, remember?" James said, taking another scoop of ice cream.

"Yep, that's me," Micah said.

"I can't believe you two, eating ice cream like that. You're 25 and you're acting like you're 10," Natalie spat.

"We'll always be young at heart, little sister," James said.

"Well if you don't stop my iPod from playing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" on a continuous loop," she said staring directly at Micah, "Then I'll have to tell Molly."

"You wouldn't!" Micah said, quickly jumping off the counter. Natalie smirked, flipping back her blonde hair, her blue eyes twinkling.

"Oh, I would," she said. "And you!" she turned to James, who was frozen with the spoon halfway to his mouth. "If you think drowning my clothes in my closet is funny, I'd like to see you and your "hydra hands"," she said in air quotes, "explain to Sophie why you don't have the courage to ask her out!"

"Alright, I'll dry your clothes," James said bitterly.

"Give me your iPod," Micah said and Natalie handed it too him, clearly satisfied.

"I guess having two older brothers isn't as bad as I thought," Natalie said smiling.

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"How was school, love?" Claude said, flipping though a newspaper. He was sitting on the couch in his apartment. It was Friday, two weeks after the lab blew up.

"Eh, it's ok. It's the same 30 years in the future," Lizzie said sighing. She threw her school bag on the ground and plopped down on the couch next to him.

"Soccer again?" she said, staring at the television.

"First of all, it's football, and second, Beckham's kickin' arse," Claude said matter-o-factly. Lizzie giggled.

"I'm gonna make us a cuppa tea," Claude said and he stood up and headed to the kitchen. He found the tea bags and milk and just as he was getting the kettle he saw something lying on his small kitchen table. It was a small photo album, a little torn and weary, as though it had been looked at often. He remembered Lizzie was looking at it this morning. She wouldn't let him look.

He touched the soft leather cover, curiosity getting the better of him. He could take a sneak a look without her seeing, right? It was just a peak, what harm could he do? Right? The urge over took him and he found himself flipping open the cover and looking at the picture.

The first one was a picture of Lizzie with her arm around a boy that was maybe a couple of years older than her. The one thing Claude noticed was his strikingly similar resemblance to Peter. He had the hair, the eyes, the height, the stature, and even the smile was crooked. Claude saw her hair was blonde in this picture; it seemed to be a natural hair color. Makes her look a lot like Claire, he thought.

The next picture was a smaller Lizzie, maybe 8 or so. She was eating an ice cream cone, chocolate smeared all over her face, with another girl around the same age. In fact, they almost looked like twins with their blonde hair. They were grinning like idiots, with gaps where baby teeth had fallen out.

Claude touched the picture gently. It fell out of the flimsy triangles on the corners that were holding it together. He picked it up and turned it over, to find writing on the back. It read Me and Natalie, Summer '28. For a moment, Claude thought 1928, but then he realized it must by 2028. It seemed like so far away, another 22 years. He slid the picture back into its slot so that Lizzie wouldn't notice it had been out of place.

Claude sighed and looked at one more picture. It was Lizzie at about 5. She was sitting on a man lap hugging him tightly. He looked nearly knocked over, but her was grinning and hugging back. Claude knew who the man was, with the thick beard and bright blue eyes. He was looking at himself, another 17 years or so down the road. He looked the same, but he had creases under his eyes, signs of age.

Claude carefully took it out and turned it around to read what is said. Me and Grandpa, '25. Claude stared at the writing, making sure it was right. It couldn't be. It must not be him then. It must be someone else. But it certainly wasn't Anthony Petrelli and it looked nothing like Noah Bennet. Unless it was Claire's biological father. Unless, he was Claire's biological father.

"How long does it take you to make tea?" Lizzie teased. She walked into the kitchen and it was too late for Claude to cover up what he had seen.

"What are you doing?" Lizzie said, shocked. He was holding the photo of him and her, the one he wasn't supposed to see.

"This is me, isn't it?" he said, white faced and pale. Lizzie didn't know what to say. Her grandfather hadn't said this would happen. And Hiro hadn't either. Had she changed the future? Or was he meant to see the photo album the whole time? She was going to kill him when she got home.

"So, I'm your grandfather?" he asked. Lizzie nodded.

"I didn't want to tell you cause I didn't know if it would change the future," Lizzie said sadly.

"It's alright love. I'm sure nothing's going to change," Claude said. Lizzie still didn't look convinced. "I promise," he added sincerely. They sat in silence, taking it all in.

"So I'm your mother's father then?" he asked.

"Yeah, you're my maternal grandfather. Actually, its you and my Grandpa Noah," Lizzie said, finally smiling.

"Really? Bennet and me, eh," Claude said. He leaned back on his kitchen chair and smiled to himself.

"Does your mother know I'm her biological father?" Claude asked.

"Nope, and you can't tell her, yet," Lizzie said.

"Fair," Claude sighed. "But does anyone else from this time know?"

"Yeah, Grandpa Noah does," Lizzie said. Claude stood up from his chair in a quick motion.

"That bastard knew the whole time and he didn't have the nerve to tell me!" Claude said angrily. Lizzie raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry 'bout the language," Claude apologized. Lizzie giggled.

"What are you laughing about?" Claude asked.

"Nothing, for a moment there I sounded like my mother!" Lizzie said laughing. Claude laughed too.

"You're probably more like you're mother than you think," he said happily.

"Maybe I'm just like her," Lizzie said and they both grinned, knowing it was probably true.

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A/N – Can you guess who Natalie, Micah, and James's parents are? Well, one of them is obvious and cannon. But I'd like you to guess them all. It's like a game, and I might have a prize…maybe. Review! Criticize! Tell me what you think about this fic, I wanna know!