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Author's Note: Howdy people. Here's another chapter. It's closing up now, almost over. I'm still trying to write what should be the last chapter but thanks to a major case of writers block I don't know how long it will be before I'll finish it.

Summary: Peter and Sylar square off.

Spark

Chapter Fifteen

"Peter..." Peter looked up at Abby upon hearing her voice.

"Run, Abby, get out of here." Abby stared down at him, watching Sylar start to get the upper hand and couldn't decide whether to follow his instructions or to stay. There was only a short time where she could actually get away and she felt that time slowly ticking away. Her feet shuffled as she made her decision. She put her hands up and zapped Sylar as he got on top of Peter.

"Quick Peter, get up." She ran towards him and pushed the slumped body of Sylar off him. Peter looked up at her. He couldn't believe she hadn't run when he'd told her to, couldn't believe she'd saved him again. She pulled him up and Peter stared at her, standing as close to her as he could.

"Abby..." Whatever he'd been about to say couldn't be completed as Sylar sat up. He screamed angrily and suddenly all of the things in the room started flying towards them. Peter instinctually wrapped himself around her, trying to shield her. He felt everything hitting his body and was glad for Claire's healing powers, otherwise he'd be a goner.

"It was all so simple." Sylar was speaking to himself as things continued to attack them. "I was going to kill Petrelli and take his power." He was sounding deranged, more deranged than usual. "Then I was going to absorb Abby's power and she was going to give me a child." The kitchen table flew at Peter and knocked him to the ground, sending Abby to the ground too as she was underneath him. "She was supposed to understand. She was supposed to be the one person who wouldn't care if one more person died." Peter grimaced in pain as the table continually hit him, slamming into him before coming back for more. He made sure he was lifted slightly off Abby so she wouldn't be crushed but he was losing his strength.

"Sylar, stop it. Please stop it. You're killing him!" Abby could feel the tears running down her cheeks as she saw Peter slumping. She was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold onto Claire's power. Sylar merely grinned and started moving the refrigerator towards them.

"But that's what I want. Why would I stop?" The refrigerator got unplugged from the wall as it drew closer to them and Abby looked up at Peter in fear. He wouldn't be able to stand another knock, especially one that big. There was only one thing she could think of that would stop him.

"I'll do it." The fridge halted as Sylar looked towards them in interest.

"You'll do what?" Abby stared into Peter's eyes, watching as he breathed heavily and tried to get his bearings back. She sighed and looked over towards Sylar.

"I'll give you a child." Peter snapped his head up to look at her while Sylar grinned.

"No." Peter shook his head, getting her attention back. She gave him a small sad smile then turned back to Sylar.

"I'll give you a child but you've got to let Peter go." Sylar thought about it, trying to decide what was more important to him. With Peter dead he could take Abby's power without killing her but by doing that she wouldn't give him a child, but if he let Peter go she'd give him a child but he wouldn't be able to have her power. He wasn't sure what to do, wasn't sure what he wanted more.

"No, kill me but you have to let her go. You have to leave her alone forever. If you do that... I'll let you kill me with no objections." Abby shook her head angrily.

"Peter, don't talk crazy. You have people who care about you, people who would miss you if you were gone. You have your family, Claire and Nathan and your mother. You have your friends, Hiro and Ando and Matt and Isaac and Claude. You have Simone. You can't sacrifice yourself to save me." Peter stared at her angrily. Both of them were completely forgetting that Sylar was even there.

"Yes I can. And I will do it to keep you safe. Stop being stubborn." Abby glared at him.

"What difference would it make if I was forced to stay here with Sylar and give him a child? He'd probably kill me the second after it was born and it's not like anyone would miss me." She turned her head away from him, not wanting to see him anymore. Peter grasped her chin and forced her to look at him again.

"Yes they would. All those people who you said care about me? Well they care about you too." She snorted, not believing him. "And I care about you. You want me to just walk out of here knowing that you'd have Sylar's child? I can't do that, I don't want to think about that, I don't want to think about you having any man's child but my own." Abby's eyes widened.

"What?" Peter smiled slightly at her and rubbed his thumb over her cheek.

"I love you Abby. I may have been a little slow on the uptake but I do. I love you." She stared at him, her mouth hanging open and Peter couldn't help but smile. He'd managed to make her gob smacked.

"Peter..." She trailed off, looking at him in wonder and uncertainty. She wanted to believe him, wanted to tell him that she loved him too, but her insecurities kept her back. The one person who she'd always believed to have cared about her had just betrayed her and then had been killed right in front of her eyes, she didn't know what to believe anymore.

"That's enough!" Sylar's voice ruined their moment, reminding them that they were in mortal peril and that now was not the time to be discussing whether or not they were in love. "Abby, we have a deal. I will let Peter walk away... only after you have given me a child. If you don't, I'll kill him anyway." Both Peter and Abby turned to Sylar in shock.

"No. No Sylar, you can't do that. Please don't do that. I'll give you anything you want. I'll... I'll give you money, I'll let you kill me. Please." Sylar couldn't help but laugh at Peter's pathetic display.

"But what I want is Abby to have my child." Peter managed to push himself off the floor and stood opposite Sylar angrily.

"Why her? Why do you want her to have your child?" Sylar narrowed his eyes at him.

"It was a part of my plan before she saved you and ruined everything. She's one of us and I've done my research. In most cases, when two people with abilities reproduce their child inherits abilities. My child will and must have abilities, they must be special." Peter shook his head.

"But there are plenty of other women who have abilities like us. Why not do things the old fashioned way? Why not find a woman, fall in love with her, make her fall in love with you, and have a child with her? Why does it have to be her specifically?" Sylar was silent for a moment and Abby stood up behind Peter, staring at Sylar and wanting an answer for that herself.

"Because I do love her. And before you came along... she loved me too." Peter couldn't help but snort at that and Abby felt like smacking him. They were already in enough danger, they didn't need to annoy Sylar more than they already had.

"She didn't love you." Peter told him. "The first day I ever met her she told me all about you and her. She told me that at first she thought you were sweet but when you started showing your true self, when you showed her all of your abilities and told her how you'd taken them that she was scared of you. She let you stick around and acted the same towards you so you wouldn't kill her. That isn't love." Abby's eyes widened. She was worried that Sylar would do something to one or both of them because of what Peter had just told him.

"That's not true. She loved me. I know she did." He looked up at her, something akin to pleading in his eyes. "Tell him the truth. You loved me, didn't you? Before he came along you loved me." Peter turned to look at her too and she looked away from the both of them. She felt as though there were two options. She could either tell Sylar she'd loved him, a flat out lie, and possibly get out of this with both hers and Peter's lives in tact or she could tell him the truth and have him react badly and kill them both. On the one hand if she lied Peter, the man she loved, would be crushed but on the other Sylar, the homicidal man in front of them, would be crushed and snap.

"I... he's right." Both men gave each other cocky looks, believing she was talking about them. Abby sighed, glad to be able to get out of that situation but then the two men saw the looks on each others faces.

"Who's right? Abby, did you love me?" Sylar asked, angrily. She snapped her head up to look at him angrily.

"You want the truth? Then no, no I didn't love you. When I first met you I liked you, thought you were nice but when I was proved wrong even the like I felt for you disappeared." As soon as her angry outburst was done her eyes widened and she looked around the room wildly, believing this was it. Sylar stumbled back as though she'd physically pushed him.

"You're lying! Tell me the truth, tell him you loved me." Things started flying at them again and Peter put his hands up in shock at the sudden onslaught. The things hurtling towards them hovered in mid air between Sylar and Peter, both of them using their telekinesis to try and push them. Sylar yelled out angrily and pushed harder making everything hovering in midair move a little closer to Peter and Abby but Peter pushed back and they moved closer to Sylar.

"Get out of here Abby. I think... I think I can hold him off for a little while." Abby was watching what was happening with wide eyes but snapped her head around to face Peter.

"No, I'm not leaving you." Peter grimaced as everything moved a little more towards him and felt as though he was losing it. If he was going to get Abby to leave he had to do it quickly.

"Abby, don't do this now. Just leave, get somewhere safe. I don't care what happens to me as long as you're safe." She shook her head angrily and stepped closer to him.

"I am not leaving you, Petrelli. I don't care what you say." Peter sighed, still trying to keep things at bay.

"Why? Why won't you leave?" He asked in exasperation.

"Because I love you, you idiot." Everything inched a little closer to him as he lost concentration for a moment at her declaration.

"What?" He asked, unintentionally repeating her question when he'd told her the same thing. She sighed and took another step closer to him.

"I love you Peter. It's stupid of me, and I know I shouldn't but I do. And I'm not goin to run outta here unless you're next to me 'cause I'm not goin to leave behind the one good thing that has ever happened to me." Peter gave her a small smile and turned back to Sylar. The other man was boiling hearing the interaction and was putting all of his power into flinging everything possible at the two of them in revenge for Abby rejecting him and Peter interfering in his plans yet again. Peter put all of his concentration into pushing all of the objects back and everything started moving closer to Sylar.

"What? How are you doing this?" Sylar asked as the things started moving towards him faster and he could do nothing to stop them. Peter smirked a little at him.

"I won't let you hurt Abby. I'm doing everything in my power to keep you away from her and we both know that I have a lot of power." Peter told him, watching as the kitchen table flew into Sylar.

"No!" Sylar screamed and ducked out of the way of more oncoming objects. Sylar ran out of the room and away from the mass of objects he'd tried hurtling at the other two.

"Peter, come on. We can get out of here. Let's go." Abby said, tugging on Peter's arm. Peter shook his head.

"No, we've got to finish him off. I'm not going to let him hurt you ever again." He started storming after Sylar but stopped and moved back to Abby. He took her in his arms and kissed her soundly. Abby's eyes widened as he pressed his lips against hers but couldn't help but melt into it, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck. He pulled away from her after a few moments and rested his forehead against hers. "I've got to make sure he can't come after you again." He kissed her again quickly and pulled away from her and headed after him again. Abby sighed and followed after him, after all, she'd told him she wasn't going to leave him.

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