Notes: Well I'm writing two chapters to conclude the story, this is one of the last ones. I'm really happy so many people like this story, I plan on writing even more Heroes stuff including a season 5 and 6. Hope more people also review my other fanfic about Hiro's cousin, which has ended.

What Matters Chapter 10: Having Love and Help Among the Ruins

Isaac's POV

I was exhausted, out of breath. I wasn't just tired physically but also emotionally. I wished I could be with Peter now, but I needed to clear my head, I didn't know if I could live with him because I wouldn't just be living with him, but also his family. I didn't know if I could do that. A voice snapped me out of my thoughts as I felt myself bumping into someone.

''Hey, excuse me I think you should watch where you're-'' he cut his voice out as soon as he saw me. He was a dark haired, overweight cop who looked at me as though he knew me somehow. I wasn't exactly a fan of cops so I wasn't in the mood to deal with him right now.

''Look man, I don't want any trouble but whatever you think I did, just leave me alone.'' I said in a slightly confrontational voice.

''That's not what this is about. I'm Matt Parkman, I know Peter Petrelli.'' he said almost pleadingly.

I knew he was telling me the truth, because I had recognized him in a photo in Peter's house where he, Nathan, and Matt were together. Apparently Matt was an old college friend of Nathan's.

''Yeah, you're friends with him and Nathan, right?'' I asked.

''Yeah, Peter's told me what happened. I want to help, please give me a chance.'' he pleaded.

''Ok, I will.'' I said. The fact that Peter had known him for a while made me believe him and I knew when people had good intentions and when they didn't.

My cell rang. I knew instinctively that it was Peter. I answered and said: ''Hey, como va?'' I was teaching him Spanish and I was happy he wanted to learn, he already spoke Italian a lot better than Nathan too so that helped. He wanted to be a part of me deeply, and that meant the world to me and it still does.

''Hey, I'm coming. No te vas por favor.'' He was telling me not to go and I listened. I wasn't going anywhere, not this time.