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Author's note : This chapter is about the interaction between Peter and Claire. I'm still haven't write much about the interaction between them. I intend to show that Peter did have feelings for Claire. So is Claire. And they both know about their feelings for each other, only they didn't want to admit it. The problems in their relationship isn't about their feelings for each other, but the fact that they are blood related. And how they try to suppress their feelings toward one another.
When I watch Heroes, I get an idea that Emma is a character like this. She was a good girl. She won't force a relationship with Peter like this if she knew that Peter likes another girl. Peter didn't look at Claire as his niece, no matter how hard he tried, and Emma was aware at this. I want to show that after spend some time with the both of them, everyone will see that their relationship is far from uncle and niece relationship.
I bring Noah again on this chapter, only as an introductory course. After this, is their reaction after Peter took Claire away in the middle of the party. Angela wanted to introduce to everyone that Claire is Nathan's daughter. That's means Angela wanted to introduce Claire as a Petrelli. So she should invite Noah. Beside that, like the Angela that we know, she must have other intentions to invite Noah.
Peter and Emma having a romantic dinner and watching a movie for the date. Usually when they are in a date is together with Claire, because Peter doesn't want to leave Claire alone in the house. This date could be their first official date.
After dinner and watching a movie, Peter brought Emma back to her apartment. Emma opened her apartment door. She deliberately left the door open behind her. She just stood in front of the door, facing with Peter.
Peter gets what he should do. After all, they just got back from a date. This is a normal thing to be done for a couple.
Peter had slipped his hand in her waist, and gently kissed her lips. When his lips touched hers, the things that comes on his minds is when he kisses Claire. And that's not even a real kiss.
Peter hurriedly pulled himself. Emma just looked at him confusedly. " What's wrong?"
Peter forced himself to smile and then shook his head. " Nothing." Peter gave her a quick peck. " I'd better go home."
" You want to come in first? Watching TV or anything."
Peter looked at his watch. The clock are shown at eight o'clock. " Maybe another time. It's late."
" Yeah. You have to come home to Claire." Emma said, stating the obvious.
" I asked Sylar to company Claire. They weren't really friends. I worried that if I left them alone for too long, they will kill each other."
" They can't die. Nothing you should worry about." Emma reached Peter's hand. " Have a cup of coffee."
Peter looked at her for a moment, then he smiled. " All right. 15 minutes."
Emma smiled happily. They go hand in hand into Emma's apartment. She made coffee for Peter. 15 minutes later, Peter got up from his seat.
" I've to go now." Emma looked at Peter, then turned to look at the clock. Emma sighed. She also got up from her seat. " See you tomorrow?" Peter asked.
Emma forced smile. " Yeah. I'll bring muffins for Claire."
" Sorry."
" For what?" Emma asked.
" About the chaperone thing. We can't go out like a normal couple." Peter said.
Emma was silent for a few seconds. " That's the thing, Peter. You don't have to do this chaperones thing. Claire is a big girl. She's not even a teenager anymore. She doesn't need you to take care of her." Emma said.
" You know that's not the problem."
" What's the problem, Peter? You worry about her? There is Sylar who can protect her. And also, she can't get hurt. I think you're too worried about her."
Peter looked at Emma. " She's my niece, Emma. I care a lot about her."
Emma scoffed. " Even with your own children, that's too much, Peter. You never late to pick her up. Not even for a minute. If you're stuck in the hospital, you will be contacted Sylar to pick up Claire."
Peter stared at Emma. " What are you trying to say?"
" You know your own heart, Peter." Emma sighed. " Maybe we should spent some time alone for a while."
" Emma."
Emma looked at Peter seriously. " You need to think it over carefully, Peter. I won't go anywhere. I'll be here when you have decided." Emma kissed his cheek. " Night, Peter."
Peter stepped out of Emma's apartment. Emma immediately closed the door, even though Peter was still standing in front of the door. Peter stood there for a while, before he finally headed home.
On the way home, Peter passed a cake shop. He remembered Claire. He bought chesse cake for Claire. They enjoyed the cheese cake together while watching a horror movie.
In the night Peter couldn't sleep because thinking of Emma's words earlier. He just sat at the balcony of the apartment. He just watched at the moon and enjoy the night air.
He knew he shouldn't start a romantic relationship with Emma if he didn't have such feelings to her. But at the moment he only thinks that this is a way out for him and Claire. Emma is a nice women. Actually, Peter really liked her. Be in a relationship with Emma this few weeks, not be a burden for him. He felt so easy to be with Emma. In fact, it's so fun. He and Emma came from the same field of work. They never run out of conversation. Since the first time he met Emma, he had felt something special with Emma. But he knows that no matter how he feel comfortable with Emma, that feeling isn't love.
Peter sighed. He doesn't know what else he had to do to handle this problem. Since he finds out his power, many problems that have been approached him. Despite how difficult the problem is, he always managed to handle it in the end. But this time, he really didn't have any answers about his feelings. He felt so helpless. And he's probably the most powerful heroes in the world. But his powers isn't useful for this kind of situation.
Peter was buried in his own mind, so he didn't realize Claire was standing behind him. Claire coughed a little to let him know her presence.
Peter turned to look at Claire, and smiled at her. " Can't sleep?" Claire asked. Claire sat on the bench next to Peter.
Peter nodded. Peter gave her his lopsided grin. " You too? The movie was very scary huh?"
Claire chuckled. " Yeah. I was very afraid of ghosts." Claire said with faked fear face. Peter laughed. It's been so long since Peter laughed like that with her. So free. Since the accidental kiss between them, even Peter tried to act normal around her, Claire is still felt that Peter wasn't like usual.
Claire smiled looked at laughing Peter. Suddenly she remembered Sylar's words earlier. Claire turned to watch the moon. " Today is full moon."
" Yeah."
" It's been so long since I could enjoy the moon. It's so beautiful." Claire said.
Peter looked over at Claire. He smiled. Then look at the moon again. He never had this kind of feeling when he was with Emma. Although they are only looking at the moon. He felt so happy.
Claire turned to look at Peter. " Did you know there are tales about the full moon?"
Peter turned to look at Claire. " What is it?"
" If the moon is like this, full, is so magical."
Peter laughed a little. " Magical? Like werewolf magical?" Peter teased Claire.
" Not like that." Claire grinned at him. Claire looked at the moon again. " People say the moon like this can make people do something that they usually doesn't do, say something that they doesn't always say. Like the truth." Claire turned to look Peter again. Peter was also looking at her.
Peter didn't say anything about Claire's words. He just looked at Claire in silence. " West asked me if I wanted to back together with him." These words made Peter interested. Claire could see the changed expression on the Peter's face. " What do you think?" Claire asked him.
Peter paused for a moment. Then he smile at her. " It's up to you, Claire. Do you love him?" Peter asked cautiously.
" I don't know." Claire turned to look at the moon again. " Since I know that I'm different, I have difficulty to make friends. West is my only friend. So I don't know if I love him, or did I just feel grateful to him. Because of him I didn't feel so lonely."
Claire looked at Peter. " When you disappeared since the incident at the Kirby Plaza, dad brought our family moved to Costa Verde. I had to pretend to be normal, so no one is suspicious of us. I don't know anyone there. Nobody to talk. You disappeared. Nathan was buried in grief because he lost you. My dad didn't understand my feelings. I feel so lonely. Until I meet West."
Peter just quietly listen to Claire's story. Claire never told him about West before. Peter also never asked her. Peter knew West was an important part in Claire's life. The part when he isn't in Claire's life.
Peter looked at Claire. " Although I only met him once, I could feel that he is a good guy."
Claire nodded. " He is a nice guy." Claire sighed. " That's why I can't understand why he chose me. I never gave him anything, only trouble. I always made him miserable. He can get a better girl than me. Normal. I'm not normal."
Peter reached for Claire's hand. " Don't ever think like that, Claire. You are so beautiful. Yeah, you're not normal. You're different. Special. You're very easy to be loved." Peter smiled at her. " Any guy would be lucky to have you."
Claire looked at Peter. " Then why you don't love me?"
Peter immediately let go of Claire's hand. He scoffed. " What kind of question is that, Claire? You're my niece."
But Claire still hasn't given up. " If I'm not your niece, you think you'll fall in love with me?"
Peter rubbed his head. " That will never happen, Claire. There is no if. You are my niece. That fact will never change."
This time it was Claire who reached for Peter's hand. " Don't think about the fact right now. I just wanted to know that if I'm not your niece, will you fall in love with me? Think of me as a woman. Like Emma. Will you fall in love with me?"
Peter looked at Claire. He could see the hope in her eyes. He really wanted to said to Claire, of course he'll fall in love with her. He was already falling in love with her. But he can't say that. Not even with the if word. That would only make things more difficult for the both of them.
Peter smiled at Claire. He pulled his hand away from Claire and stroked Claire's hair. " You're right about that moon thing. Makes people turns weird." Peter got up and gave out his hand to Claire. " Let's go to bed. Before you turn into a werewolf." Peter gave her his lopsided grin.
Claire looked at Peter. She knew Peter wouldn't give her the answer that she wants right now. Claire sighed. She took Peter's hand. She got to her feet. Peter hugging Claire's shoulders. " Let me tucked you in." Peter walked Claire to her room.
Peter blanketed Claire. He stroked her hair. " Good night, Claire."
" Night, Peter." Claire replied.
Peter stepped out of the room and shut the door. He was still in front of the door when he heard Claire whisper to him, with his super-hearing power. " I love you, Peter."
" I love you too, Claire." Peter whispered to empty air. Peter sighed and walked into his own room.
The next day Peter and Claire have to attend their weekly dinners in the Petrelli's house. Peter pick up Claire from NYU as usual. Emma didn't come this morning. She also absent when Peter pick up Claire. Claire was confused, but she didn't ask any questions to Peter. She thought that if Peter wanted to tell her, he'll say it himself.
Their dinner menu today is a steak with mashed potatoes. Heidi's expertise. Peter eats his steak in silence. He felt the steak taste less salty. He reached out to take the salt that is located closer to Claire's. His hand accidentally brushed with Claire's hand. " Sorry." Peter said to Claire. Claire just smiled.
It was just a casual event. But Angela stared at them intently. Angela always pay attention to their behavior. Angela coughed a little so that they all watched her. And she succeeded. All eyes are watching her. Angela looked at Claire. " Claire, I wanted to throw you an announcement party."
Peter rolled his eyes. " Ma."
Claire looked at Angela with a puzzled face. " What is an announcement party?" Claire asked.
Angela ignoring Peter and focused on Claire. " I will invite all the family's friends to officially tell them that you are a Nathan's daugher." Angela looked at Peter. " Peter's niece."
Peter put his steak knife on the table. " Ma, don't you think it's too much? Nathan's gone. As long as we know about Claire, that's enough."
Claire also put her steak knife. " Peter was right. I don't think it's matters to throw a party like that."
Now it was Angela who put her steak knife. " Of course it matters. I want all friends of this family to know about Claire. Also I want to welcome Claire officially into this family."
They knew that Angela had already decided. Whatever they wanted to say, this party will still happen. So they just said nothing. Angela turned to look at Peter. " I hear you're dating that Emma girl right now." Peter looked at Angela with a puzzled expression. " Sylar told me."
Peter looked at Sylar who sitting in front of him. " She asked. I answered. That simple." Sylar thinking. He knew Peter could hear him. Peter rolled his eyes on him. Peter looked back at Angela. " Sort of." Peter replied.
" You should invited her to this party." Angela said.
Peter turned to look at Claire automatically. Claire is also looked at Peter. Peter looked back at Angela. " I think she's not really like with events like this."
Angela looked at Peter. " Just bring her here."
After dinner Angela immediately called Heidi to begin preparations for the party. The preparation doesn't need a long time. Because they are the Petrellis. They've always threw a party like this. The party had been held two days later.
Peter was relaxing in the family room, watching football. Heidi walked into the room with fully dressed. She wore a silver gown. " Peter." Peter turned to look at her. " Guests will come soon. You're still not dressed."
" I'm a guy. I just need changed to my tux. It only takes five minutes." Peter said, turning back to the TV.
" Peter!" Heidi doesn't let him continue to relax and watch TV. Peter sighed and got up from his seat.
As soon as Peter turned and walked toward the stairs, Claire walked down from the stairs. She was also fully dressed. She wore a white strapless gown. Her blonde hair hung loose, just touching her bare shoulder. To Peter, she looked like an angel.
" The dress is perfect fit for you." Heidi walked up to Claire. " You look so beautiful. Isn't she, Peter?" Heidi looked over at Peter, waiting for an answer.
Peter felt his face reddening. His eyes can't turn away from Claire. Fortunately, they were far enough distance, so Claire and Heidi aren't aware of flushed Peter's face. " Yeah, she is."
" Claire, because you are fully dressed. Can you stay with Peter. Make sure that he had dressed before the guests began to arrive." As soon as Heidi was finished said it, the doorbell rang. Their first guest. Heidi rolled her eyes. " Now, Claire."
Claire nodded. " Come on, Peter." Peter walked lazily over to Claire. Claire grabbed Peter's hand and pulled him up to his room. Peter immediately threw himself on the bed. " Peter!" Claire walked over and pulled Peter's hand to get out of bed. " The guests have started to arrive."
Peter smirked at her. " You can choose the tux first in the my closet."
Claire let go of Peter's hand and opened the closet. When Peter moved from the Petrellis house, he only brought a couple of clothes. The rest of it, he just left it at home. In Peter's closet is still full of clothes. Dozens of tuxedos lined up in front of Claire. Claire turned to look at Peter. " You really like to party, huh. " Peter smirked at her.
Claire chose one tuxedo and turned to Peter. " Wear this."
Peter took the shirt and pants from Claire's hand, and wear it in the bathroom. Peter stepped out of the bathroom with clothes on. " Help me to make a tie?"
Claire smiled. She took the black tie, and wrapped it around Peter's neck. She made a bow tie in Peter's tux. Claire had to stand close to Peter to make a tie for him. Peter looked at Claire closely. " You really look so beautiful today, Claire."
Claire looked at Peter in the eyes. And she smiled. " You don't look too bad yourself too."
" Claire!" Angela stepped into the room. Claire stepped away from Peter. " What are you doing here?"
" I'm helped Peter to make a tie." Claire explains.
" He can make his own tie. Your dad was downstairs. Go meet him." She nodded and left the room, leaving Peter and Angela.
" What the hell, Peter? Do you think that's wise, just you two in the room?" Angela looked at Peter.
Peter rubbed his head. " She just helped me make a tie, ma. Also, we lived together. If we really want to do something, don't you think it's too late?" Peter turned to look at the mirror, and justify his tie.
" Peter. I warned you about this."
Peter turned to look at Angela. " And nothing happened between us. Just drop it, ma. I will say hi to Noah." Peter had stepped out.
Once he stepped down the stairs, he immediately spotted Noah standing in the crowd. He approached him. " Hi, Noah."
" Peter, hi." They shook hands.
Peter looked around, looking for Claire. " Claire has just come down to meet you. You haven't met her?"
" I've met her. Your sister in-law took her around to greet the guests." Noah explained. Noah looked around him. " I never used to a party like this."
Peter laughed a little. " When you're a Petrelli, you must attend this kind of party at least once a month. But still, I could never get used to. So don't too hard on yourself, Noah." Noah also laughed.
Peter spotted Claire. She was talking to one madam. Her eyes looked toward Peter. Although Peter didn't read Claire's mind, he knew Claire asked for his help. " Excuse me for a while, Noah." Noah just nodded.
Peter stepped up to Claire. " Hi Mrs. Smart." Peter greeted the woman who stood with Claire.
" Peter. Long time no see." Mrs. Smart caressed Peter's arm.
" I'm sorry. I need to borrow Claire for a while."
Peter immediately took Claire away from Mrs. Smart. After they've pretty much sure that they are far enough, they burst out into laughter. " Thank you."
" I'm the expert." Peter gave her his lopsided grin. Peter turned to the dance floor. " Do I have this honor to dance with you?" Peter said, holding out his hand on Claire.
" Seriously?" Claire asked.
" In my experience, the dance floor is the safest place. Nobody will disturb us on the dance floor." Peter smirked at her.
" I can't dance." Claire said.
Peter looked at Claire with a surprised face. " You're a cheerleader."
" I dance with pompoms. Not dancing like that." Claire pointed to the dance floor.
Peter immediately pulled Claire's hand onto the dance floor. " Hop in." Peter told Claire to go up to Peter's feet. Peter takes Claire's right hand and put it on his shoulder. Then he slipped his left hand at Claire's waist. He held Claire's another hand. " Just enjoy the movement." Peter smirked at her.
Peter moved with graceful in his dance. Claire was standing at Peter's feet, so she just followed Peter's movement. Claire laughed. " I never think that you're pretty good dancer."
Peter also laughed. " I had dance lessons since I was thirteen."
" Really? I never thought you were so fond of dancing."
" Certainly not because of that. I'm a Petrelli. When you're a Petrelli, you must attend a party like this at least once a month." Peter looked at Claire. " You'll know."
Claire looked at Peter. Peter saw a sad little smile in her face. " Yeah, I think after today I will actually be a Petrelli."
The music stopped playing, a sign that they had to finished dancing. Peter let go of his hand from Claire. They just looked at each other for a while. Then the slow music started.
Claire immediately threw her hands to Peter's neck, before he can protest. " I can do this kind of dance." Claire moves closer to Peter. She leaned her face on Peter's chest, so Peter could smell the lavender smell in Claire's hair. Peter had unconsciously moved his hand around Claire's waist, as they move followed the rhythm of the song. They danced in silence, just enjoy each other company.
Suddenly there was a cough sound behind them. Peter and Claire broke away and saw the person that standing behind them.
" West? What are you doing here?" Claire was surprised to see West. West was wearing a suit.
West ignored Claire's question. His eyes watched Peter. " Don't you think that it's an inappropriate to slow dance with your niece?"
" West!" Claire shouted at him.
" It just a dance." Peter said to West.
West took a step closer to Peter. " Everyone could see that your hands are all over each other. She's your niece for God sakes!" West raised his voice a little. People have started to notice them.
" That's enough!" Sylar suddenly walks to them. He stood facing West. " Show some respect for someone who is older than you, kid."
West didn't feel afraid at all by Sylar's presence. He didn't know that whom he faces right now are the two most powerful heroes in the world, that could kill him with a flick of a finger if they want to.
" That's right. We're a kid. You're the adult. You know better." West said to Peter.
" That's it!" Claire looked at West with an anger expression. " Let's go!" Claire pulled West's hand away from them. Claire pulled West to the front yard of the house. In there, the situation is more quiet.
" What are you doing here?" Claire asked.
" Your grandmother invited me."
Claire rubbed her head. " I can't believe you said that to Peter. What you say to Peter, that's unacceptable."
" Wake up, Claire! He's your uncle! What do you expect from this relationship?"
Claire looked West. " We're just dancing."
" You two don't look like an uncle and niece who danced. This isn't normal, Claire! This is wrong!"
" I'm not normal!" Claire raised her voice a little. " If you want a normal girl, that girl wouldn't be me."
" I get that you're not a normal girl. I'm also not normal. But this is beyond not normal. He's your uncle. Do you not get what that word means?"
Claire shook her head " Just go."
West looked at Claire. " Claire."
Claire looked at West with sharp eyes. " I can't deal with this right now." Claire immediately turned around and went back into the house.
Peter hid himself in a corner, where there not so many people were there. He just drank a glass of scotch when Noah was up to him.
" Tough party?"
" You have no idea." Peter smirked at him.
A waiter passed them. They each took a glass of scotch. They're toast. " How do you feel about this party?" Peter asked.
Noah shrugged. " I don't know."
" When was the first time you told Claire that she was adopted?"
" When she was eleven. Besides when I told her, she never asks about his biological parents. Until four years ago when she found out about her power." Noah replied. " I never thought she was a Petrelli. But seeing she got older, she's more like a Petrelli. Stubborn like one."
Noah looked at Peter. " She's my daughter. It felt strange when considering that she's not my own flesh and blood. And this party is to make sure, she's not my daughter. But she is a Petrelli."
Hearing Noah's words only makes Peter more uneasy. He drank down a glass of scotch in his hand until the glass empty.
" This party isn't that depressing, is it?" Commented Noah. Peter only smiled a little.
" Peter." Heidi came up to them. " Mr. Bennett."
" Please call me Noah." Noah said.
" Mom will soon make the announcement. She asks you to gather around." Heidi explained.
A waiter passed again in front of them bringing champagnes. Peter immediately took a glass and drank it down.
" I think mom wouldn't appreciate it if you're drunk at her party."
Peter laughed a little. " My power make me can't get drunk. I don't know why I keep trying." Peter said. He walked toward the crowd again. Heidi and Noah were talking about Claire's behind him.
Peter spotted Claire standing next to Angela. Her face looked uncomfortable. Don't know what possessed him, Peter uses his super speed power to moves fast to Claire. He grabbed Claire's hand. Claire looked at Peter in blank expression. " Let's get out of here." Without waiting for Claire's answer, Peter have wrapped her in his arms and make the two of them disappeared from people's sight.
to be continued...
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