I sighed some as I just laid on him. "Morning." He murmured, kissing the top of my head. I smiled some and picked my head up putting my chin on his chest. "What are you doing up?" I asked. He laughed some. "You aren't exactly trying to keep me asleep were you?" He said. I shrugged, leaning up and kissing him. he put his hand on the back of my neck and kissed me with passion that never seemed to ease. I pulled back some and he put our foreheads together. "I love you." He murmured with eyes closed. I smiled some."Love you too." He opened his eyes and smiled. "Daddy!" He sighed some and I laughed, getting out of the bed. "Be right there bud!" Gabriel said and got out as well. He walked around to my side and pulled me in close and kissed me. "DAAAAAAAD!" I laughed some in the kiss and pushed him back. "Go on champ. I'll start breakfast." He sighed some and left.

* * *

I put the mix into the fryer and turned to pour a cup of coffee. "If you guys want waffles, you better come down now!" I yelled. I couldn't help but smile as I heard the thumping of small feet. I flipped the waffles and made sure they were ready as I put them on a plate. "Hey uncle Peter!" I looked up when Noah said this and smiled. Gabriel came down the stairs after Noah and was surprised to see Peter. "Mom's making waffles." Noah said and ran my way. I smiled and helped him up to the chair, putting the plate in front of him. "Peter! It's so good to see you!" Gabriel said hugging Peter. "If we would have known you were coming, I would have made more." I said smiling and putting the syrup in the microwave. Gabriel walked over and hugged me from behind, kissing me on the neck.

I grabbed the cup of coffee and lifted it up. He took it and let me go, getting the syrup. "Now, what's the magic word?" Gabriel asked. "Abra kadabra." Noah said and I laughed some. Gabriel looked at Peter. "Well... That is A magic word so close enough." As he poured the syurap, Noah looked at Peter. "Uncle Peter. Where's you're scar?"

Both me and Gabriel looked at Peter at that point. "Hey buddy, how about I get you stared on these. The grown-ups have to talk." Gabriel said and I nodded for Peter to follow me. Gabriel came into the playroom behind us and closed the door. "No scar." he said. "You must be from the past." I said. "Which makes me, the Boggy man." Gabriel said, looking away some. I looked at the young Peter, having a idea as to why he was here. "Listen, I know why you came here but I can't help you." Gabriel said, already getting the picture. "Can't?" Peter urged.

"Won't." I said, glaring. "You don't understand Pete. There's a hunger that comes with it. I fight everyday just to control it." He said, looking at me, then back at Noah. "Sylar-" Gabriel froze at that, looking frightened. "My. My name is Gabriel." I smiled some at that. "Look. I need it to-"

"Save the world?" Gabriel cut him off. "The world always needs saving." I said. "The world is going to end. If you don't believe me, paint it! paint the future." Peter said, holding a paint brush in front of Gabriel. He looked at me and I nodded, closing the blinds. "Make sure he doesn't see me like this." He said taking off his glasses.

* * *

Once he painted the world crumbling, Gabriel gave in and told peter to fix his old watch. "A scar." Is what he always called it. "Daddy!" Noah called. "Not now Noah."

"Yes. Now." We all turned and walked out, seeing a black guy holding Noah and a girl with blond hair. "Hello Peter." We all looked over and saw Claire wit ha gun pointed at us. "Transport of of here Pete." I said. "No. I was the one who brought this into you're house." He said. "You mean MY house! This was all mine before you took it away from me!" She said. "Claire-" She pointed the gun at Noah. "What will it be. The boy. Or you."

"I'll come with you once you let him go." Peter said. "Not until you're dead." He tilted his head. "You gonna shoot me?" He asked. "I forgot how naive he once was." I muttered. "Just one shot to the back of the head will do. Then I'll let them go." She said. He walked up to her, then used speed and knocked her out. The blond haired one was a speedster, so she was able to grab Peter and throw him into the playroom. Noah was able to get loose and he came up to me. "Go over there and hide." I said and pushed his away, standing by Gabrial. "You shouldn't do this." He said, taking off his glasses. I let my muscles shift, enjoying the feel of it after so long. "I still got tricks up my sleeve." I said as we both walked over to the guy.

He inhaled and nearly cold-cocked Gabriel, then turned and kicked me into the wall. I flipped through the air and landed on my feet, growling. "I get you're power. You get stronger with fear. I'm not afraid of you." Gabriel said. "No. But he is." We both looked over at Noah with wide eyes.

Just then the guy started to beat down on Gabriel, knocking him on the table then kicked him. I froze, eyes wide. In fact, everyone did. Gabriel moved some stuff over and there lay Noah, blood coming from his mouth. I fell to my knees as Gabriel put him on his lap and tried to wake him up. I got on my hands and knees, feeling the blinding anger that hasn't taken me over in over 4 years. Gabriel began to kick the guys ass, knocking him out.

I looked up and saw Him going nucler. "He killed him!" He yelled, the flash growing brighter. "Gabrial! No!"

* * *

"No!" I yelled, shooting up in my seat. I looked around and sighed some, breathing hard. "What the hell was that?" Luke asked. I swallowed some, leaning back and putting my elbow on the door and resting my head on my hand whilst looking out the window. "Just a..." I glanced over at Sylar, remembering the feelings the dream gave me. He looked over at me concerned and something told me that he might be able to manage such feelings. "Just a dream."