This is a labor of love for me I still own nothing.

As soon as Claire stopped looking back at the disappearing crowd she noticed the shadow on the far side of Peter. It didn't make sense her gut told her she knew who it was her brain told her Peter wouldn't be that calm if it was.

"Who's that on the other side of Peter?" Claire asked even though she was sure who she was asking.

Her eyes never left the shadow in the corner.

"Don't' worry about it you'll find out soon enough," came Angelia's reply.

They rode in silence for a few seconds when Noah spoke up. "Do you know what you've done Claire? The damage you may have caused. Why you'd do something so thoughtless is beyond me."

Claire's head snapped toward Noah. "Thought less you say. I have thought about it. I can't take the lies and deceit anymore."

"Fine if you want to be so honest why don't you finally answer all the questions you've refused to answer!"

Claire could feel the eyes staring at her from out of the shadow, warring for the attention she was giving her father. That's what gave her the idea. Her father had set up the perfect stage for her without knowing. There was the small thought that perhaps she was more Noah's daughter then she'd like to admit, but she pushed that thought aside.

"Fair enough," Claire returned calmly.

Noah for the second time in one night didn't know what to say.

"Where should I begin. Perhaps I should start with what happened at the Stanton. That was one twisted day for me. Then again you'd probably be most interested in what did and didn't happen the time he kidnapped me. You'd probably get a shock of why he took me in the first place. Then again they do say that starting at the beginning is best. I don't know though. Say..."

At that Claire shot up using her cheerleader skills to quickly cross the cabin of the limo while bent over and turned on the light at the other end of the cabin.

"Where do you think I should begin?" Claire said with a hatred radiating off her face that was only for Sylar.

Noah reached for his gun only to find that Renee had already relived him of it earlier.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Seriously Claire no need for the dramatics you could of just said you knew I was here."

At that moment the limo turned onto a street that had not held up so well the previous winter. The first pothole sent Claire straight into Sylar. He caught her and turned her around before her head struck the window beside him. She landed on his lap and was stuck there for several seconds as the limo navigated the rundown street. It seemed to Claire that as soon as she was able to get her balance and get up is when they turned off the street. Noah didn't fail to notice Sylar's arm around his daughter's waist. If Renee hadn't stopped him Noah would have went across the limo and tried to strangle Sylar.

"Don't you touch my daughter."

Every eye turned towards Noah including Claire's as she positioned herself on the seat facing the rear of the limo and her father.

"Yes, Noah next time I'll let her head smash into the window. Is that what you'd prefer."

Noah knew he was right, but he also knew that he hadn't imagined the slight look of disappointment that flashed across Sylar's face as Claire got up.

The rest of the ride was spent with Peter explaining what had happened. Sylar filled in the parts that Peter didn't know.

When they were done Claire asked barely above a whisper, "did you decided to get rid of you're powers because of what I said?"

"We're here. We need sleep, and this conversation can be continued later." Angelia announced.

Everyone obediently filed out of the limo. They were at an estate outside the city. The group was greeted in the entry by the house staff silently waiting. Angelia explained the sleeping arrangements and explained that each quest room was more a suite with separate bath seating room and kitchenette. All the common area's were monitored by surveillance cameras and mics, but the private suites where sound proof. Peter and Sylar were to stay in a two bedroom suite upstairs with Claire across the hall from them. Noah and Renee had suite's downstairs in the opposite wing of the house Near the Master that Angelia would be occupying. When Angelia finished explaining two of the servants stepped forward to escort the two parties. Noah was not pleased with the sleeping arrangements, but Angelia had been clear that there was not going to be any changes, because she didn't trust Noah and Sylar to near each other in the middle of the night and she'd explain the rest tomorrow.

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The next morning everyone was in the den outside the dinning room 10 minutes to 9. Everyone except Angelia. The room was quiet. Angelia walked in at exactly 9 o'clock and went straight through to the dinning room.

Angelia sat at the head of the long table. Noah and Renee sat on on side, while Claire, Sylar and Peter sat on the other side of the table.

Claire could hardly process what Angelia had told them while they were eating. Samson was coming for her and Sylar was her best chance at survival. Samson wanted her dead out of some sort of revenge and if he got her power he was gonna make sure she didn't survive it. Cut out my kill spot and burn it that's what she saw, but only after he had broken me. What the hell is he planning to do to me. Claire's mind didn't want to except this.

"Claire are you okay." It was Sylar's voice.

"This is all you're fault!"

Peter wanted to take up for Sylar. "Claire you can't hold him responsible for his father."

"No she's right he wouldn't want her dead if it weren't for me. That's why I'm not gonna let him touch you. Claire do you hear me?"

"Wait a minute who is going to protect Claire from Sylar while he's fending off Samson, I sure as hell am not going to let that monster around my daughter alone."

"What is it you're so afraid of Noah, are you afraid I'll tell her what you did to create me."

"You bastard I'll kill you."

"Noah enough," Angelia cut in. "Rather you like it or not we need him to protect Claire."

"Did you do it because of what I said?" Claire's voice was almost a whisper.

Everyone looked her way and the only one that understood her question was Sylar.

"Yes."

"Then I'll let you protect me."

"Does this mean you trust Sylar?" Angelia asked softly not wanting to break the moment.

"No, but I want argue with what you say."

Claire got up and left the table. Before she reached the door Angelia called after her.

"Claire one more thing. I've hired two experts that will be training you on how to handle the media at the press conference. It'll be this coming Thursday. They'll be here today right after lunch, and after breakfast the following days."

"Thursday that's just three days for me to prepare."

"I know dear, but this was the decision you made we can't put it off."

Claire left the room saying nothing else. Angelia turned back to the table.

"Sylar you have to get her to trust you. If she doesn't not even you will be able to protect her."

"Do you trust me then Angelia?"

"No, but I trust my dreams and I know she has to trust you."

"One question, I've stopped being surprised by what happens, but how is my father alive?"

"Who can say for sure. How did my husband survive. Your father has many abilities at his disposal we can't be sure what's all in his arsenal. It's possible he created the illusion to drop off he radar."

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That night when Claire was heading back to her room she saw Sylar leaning outsider her door.

"Tomorrow 6 am meet me."

"Why the hell should I meet you at that ungodly hour."

"I'm only offering this opportunity to you and I'm only offering it once."

"Sylar I'm not in the mood what's going on?"

"Meet me and you'll find out. Don't and you want. Personally I'd prefer to let you sleep in, but Angelia says you have to trust me for this to work. So this is a one time offer."

With that he turned and went through the door across the hall. This better be worth it, wait when did I decide I was going to meet him tomorrow. Claire was to tired to argue with herself over it she set her alarm when she got out the shower and quickly fell asleep.

hey I'll be posting the third chapter later today. I was writing and it just seemed to flow together. I almost made them one chapter but since I originally wrote them as two I'll just kept it that way. Please review.