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TITLE: Deceit 10
AUTHOR: dragynflies
PAIRING: Elle/Gabriel
RATING: R for content
DISCLAIMER: Heroes cast is not mine.
SUMMARY: It’s pain like she has never experienced before, even when her electricity shorted out across her skin, and she takes a deep breath and pushes again, fighting it. She swears she hears her Daddy’s voice - I thought my little girl was tough…, and then the pain is gone, and she can hear a baby shrieking.
Just an epilogue left...
They’re driving across country in what Elle is pretty sure is a stolen rental car, but she really doesn’t care. They stop at WalMart and get some clothes - Elle doesn’t even complain about the selection of maternity clothes. She’s too tired, and it’s not important anymore, anyway. Besides, anything is better than the grey sweatsuit she was wearing.
She’s sick of hotel rooms and fast food, and she’s sure that Gabriel is just as tired, but they’ve still got no plan and no way to know where a safe place is, so they just keep moving. Elle has hardly been away from the Company and Gabriel only knows New York, so the two of them travel through the states, moving west and exploring the little cities they find themselves in.
Elle is tired and uncomfortable now as she enters her 30th week of pregnancy, and Gabriel knows that they can’t keep running forever. Too far to the west and they’ll be too close to Los Angeles, Bennet has contacts in Texas, and the East coast is where all this went down.
They find a little hotel in South Dakota and stay longer than one night - the longest they’ve stayed in one place in three weeks. Both of them are aware of how easy they are to find - Angela and Arthur both have access to people with powers, and Gabriel hopes that neither of them track down Molly.
Elle sleeps all the time, whether he’s driving or they’re at a hotel, and when she wakes she’s pale and weak. Gabriel suspects it is the combination of the pregnancy wearing on her tiny frame and the stress that he can’t control.
“Elle, wake up,” he touches her shoulder and Elle flies awake, startled. “I’m sorry…honey, do you want something to eat?”
Elle buries her face in her pillow, nodding and mumbling something. Gabriel sits down next to her, brushing her sweaty bangs away from her forehead, and she sighs, blinking tired eyes at him.
“I can’t do this,” she murmurs, “I’m so tired.”
“It’ll be alright,” he encourages, though it’s a stupid promise to make, “We just have to find someplace where we can blend in, get lost in the crowds.”
“And do what?” Elle asks, “Fix watches and blow things up? Gabriel, I don’t…” don’t have any job skills that don’t involve my power, that don’t involve my father… The few months in Mohinder’s lab mean nothing.
“I’ll take care of us,” he says, “I’ll do whatever.”
His intention was to find a pawn shop later, and sell a few shiny pieces of gold, but he doesn’t want to tell Elle that. That should be relatively untraceable, and take care of them for a little while longer.
Elle nods and sighs again, looking unhappy. Her hair is limp over her face, and she’s wearing too-big pajama pants and a tank top stretched across her growing stomach. Gabriel knows that for being 30 weeks pregnant, she really isn’t all that big, but her size makes her belly look huge, and it’s clear she’s uncomfortable.
“I need to have a doctor,” Elle says, stretching her palms across her tummy, “I was supposed to have a check up…but she’s going to be here soon. I can’t do this alone.” She’s scared - she’s been scared for a long time. If they don’t find someplace to stay, at least until the baby is born, they’ll have no recourse if something goes wrong during delivery.
Gabriel leans over to kiss her softly, “I’ll go look around today,” he offers, “See what’s in the town. Maybe w can stay here until she’s born.”
Elle nods, and rolls over onto her side. She’s asleep again before Gabriel’s even out the door.
Xxxxxxxxxxx
They end up renting the hotel room by the week, which isn’t at all what Elle imagined when she pictured her future and her baby, but it’s good enough. Gabriel pawns a few pieces of gold made from random things around the hotel room - the bar of soap worked out well - and tells Elle not to worry, that he had some savings.
He brings home a few books, ones that explain to Elle how birth and delivery work, and their favorite - a baby names book. They page through it a few times until Gabriel finds her name, circles it in red and leaves it open next to Elle for her to see.
Elle would like to be more active, go with him to explore the sleepy little town, but she can’t seem to crack the exhaustion that covers her like a blanket whenever she tries to do anything. Gabriel does his best - takes little lists to the store to find the things Elle will need for the baby and returns with diapers and onesies, little pink blankets, bottles and formula. He buys a car seat in what might the most surreal moment of his life, and a little basinet for the baby to sleep in.
“Can we get a house?” Elle asks one night, during a commercial from the late night TV shows, “Or an apartment?”
“I want to leave when the baby is born,” Gabriel argues, and Elle’s too tired to fight it. She doesn’t care anymore, she just wants to have her baby and find a place to live that doesn’t rent by the week.
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Elle starts labor at the end of her 37th week of pregnancy, and somehow manages to be completely calm as she wakes Gabriel.
“I think I have to go to the hospital now,” she whispers, clutching a watch, “I’ve been timing and they’re -“
Gabriel flies out of bed and throws on clothes while Elle sits in bed and watches him with wide eyes he tears around the tiny hotel room. She bites back a smile, and waits until he’s halfway to the car with the bag she packed on his shoulder.
“Do I get to come with?” she asks, and he turns with the bag still clutched in his arms.
“Oh, right, of course,” he says, and drops everything in his arms onto the floor in a pile before rushing over to Elle.
Elle is amused until another contraction hits, and then it just hurts too much for it to be funny. She grabs at her belly, leaning forward and panting out breath like the book told her to.
Neither Elle nor Gabriel is terribly familiar with Dr. Lane, but she seems nice enough, and saw Elle just a few weeks prior for a checkup. She doesn’t ask questions that don’t pertain directly to the pregnancy, and she doesn’t act suspicious when they tell her they are new in town, and Elle seemed to like her. Meeting Dr. Lane was really the sticking point to staying in South Dakota, because they didn’t think they’d find someone as nice as her as easily a second time.
“Alright, Elle,” A nurse comes into the hospital room where Elle is just laying down, “We’re just gonna check you real quick and get a better time on how far apart your contractions are, alright? You’re a little early, but I don’t think you have anything to worry about...” she continues to babble calming words and she slips her hand between Elle’s legs. Elle clutches at Gabriel’s hand like he might leave, and he can feel the bones in his hand crunch together when she squeezes his fingers.
“We’re gonna have a baby,” he tells her, “nothing to be scared of, just like we saw in the books.”
Elle nods, and the nurse pulls her hand away, “It looks like you’re about halfway there…five centimeters. Just take some time rest and get ready, and we’ll have this baby out before you know it.
Elle bites her lip as a contraction rips across her stomach, cracking the knuckles on Gabriel’s right hand with her grip. She closes her eyes and reminds herself that this is going to be good for everyone…they’re going to have their baby girl, and she’s going to have her ability back. She hates being powerless.
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The pain never gets any better, and it never lets up. Elle’s hair is stuck to her forehead and her neck, sweat dripping down her brow. Gabriel smoothes back her hair, feeds her ice chips and murmurs comfortingly to her as the contractions seem to come one on top of the other.
“Okay, we’re getting ready to push,” the nurse says and the look in Elle’s eyes makes Gabriel glad for her suppressed power.
“We?” Elle gasps out, “will you be helping?”
The nurse ignores her, shows Gabriel how to hold Elle’s foot so that she can push.
Dr. Lane comes into the room just in time to see Elle’s face go bright red with effort, her teeth clenched together.
It’s pain like she has never experienced before, even when her electricity shorted out across her skin, and she takes a deep breath and pushes again, fighting it. She swears she hears her Daddy’s voice - I thought my little girl was tough…, and then the pain is gone, and she can hear a baby shrieking.
“She’s here!” Dr. Lane says, clearing the baby’s nose and mouth before setting the baby, umbilical cord still attached, on Elle’s chest. A nurse rubs the baby’s back with a white blanket, the little girl opens her eyes, and Elle falls head over heels in love with her daughter.
The nurse shows Gabriel where to cut, and his hand shakes as he cuts the cord with the scissors. The baby is laid out on Elle’s chest, and she’s completely oblivious to anything else in the room, the nurses moving around, Dr. Lane still between her legs and Gabriel all fade into the background.
Gabriel comes to sit next to them, gives Elle a gentle kiss on her sweaty brow and pulls the blanket down so he can see their daughter’s fuzzy blonde hair. Elle shifts the baby in her arms so that they can both see her, and her little eyes flutter open, hazy and new.
Alectra.
AUTHOR: dragynflies
PAIRING: Elle/Gabriel
RATING: R for content
DISCLAIMER: Heroes cast is not mine.
SUMMARY: It’s pain like she has never experienced before, even when her electricity shorted out across her skin, and she takes a deep breath and pushes again, fighting it. She swears she hears her Daddy’s voice - I thought my little girl was tough…, and then the pain is gone, and she can hear a baby shrieking.
Just an epilogue left...
They’re driving across country in what Elle is pretty sure is a stolen rental car, but she really doesn’t care. They stop at WalMart and get some clothes - Elle doesn’t even complain about the selection of maternity clothes. She’s too tired, and it’s not important anymore, anyway. Besides, anything is better than the grey sweatsuit she was wearing.
She’s sick of hotel rooms and fast food, and she’s sure that Gabriel is just as tired, but they’ve still got no plan and no way to know where a safe place is, so they just keep moving. Elle has hardly been away from the Company and Gabriel only knows New York, so the two of them travel through the states, moving west and exploring the little cities they find themselves in.
Elle is tired and uncomfortable now as she enters her 30th week of pregnancy, and Gabriel knows that they can’t keep running forever. Too far to the west and they’ll be too close to Los Angeles, Bennet has contacts in Texas, and the East coast is where all this went down.
They find a little hotel in South Dakota and stay longer than one night - the longest they’ve stayed in one place in three weeks. Both of them are aware of how easy they are to find - Angela and Arthur both have access to people with powers, and Gabriel hopes that neither of them track down Molly.
Elle sleeps all the time, whether he’s driving or they’re at a hotel, and when she wakes she’s pale and weak. Gabriel suspects it is the combination of the pregnancy wearing on her tiny frame and the stress that he can’t control.
“Elle, wake up,” he touches her shoulder and Elle flies awake, startled. “I’m sorry…honey, do you want something to eat?”
Elle buries her face in her pillow, nodding and mumbling something. Gabriel sits down next to her, brushing her sweaty bangs away from her forehead, and she sighs, blinking tired eyes at him.
“I can’t do this,” she murmurs, “I’m so tired.”
“It’ll be alright,” he encourages, though it’s a stupid promise to make, “We just have to find someplace where we can blend in, get lost in the crowds.”
“And do what?” Elle asks, “Fix watches and blow things up? Gabriel, I don’t…” don’t have any job skills that don’t involve my power, that don’t involve my father… The few months in Mohinder’s lab mean nothing.
“I’ll take care of us,” he says, “I’ll do whatever.”
His intention was to find a pawn shop later, and sell a few shiny pieces of gold, but he doesn’t want to tell Elle that. That should be relatively untraceable, and take care of them for a little while longer.
Elle nods and sighs again, looking unhappy. Her hair is limp over her face, and she’s wearing too-big pajama pants and a tank top stretched across her growing stomach. Gabriel knows that for being 30 weeks pregnant, she really isn’t all that big, but her size makes her belly look huge, and it’s clear she’s uncomfortable.
“I need to have a doctor,” Elle says, stretching her palms across her tummy, “I was supposed to have a check up…but she’s going to be here soon. I can’t do this alone.” She’s scared - she’s been scared for a long time. If they don’t find someplace to stay, at least until the baby is born, they’ll have no recourse if something goes wrong during delivery.
Gabriel leans over to kiss her softly, “I’ll go look around today,” he offers, “See what’s in the town. Maybe w can stay here until she’s born.”
Elle nods, and rolls over onto her side. She’s asleep again before Gabriel’s even out the door.
Xxxxxxxxxxx
They end up renting the hotel room by the week, which isn’t at all what Elle imagined when she pictured her future and her baby, but it’s good enough. Gabriel pawns a few pieces of gold made from random things around the hotel room - the bar of soap worked out well - and tells Elle not to worry, that he had some savings.
He brings home a few books, ones that explain to Elle how birth and delivery work, and their favorite - a baby names book. They page through it a few times until Gabriel finds her name, circles it in red and leaves it open next to Elle for her to see.
Elle would like to be more active, go with him to explore the sleepy little town, but she can’t seem to crack the exhaustion that covers her like a blanket whenever she tries to do anything. Gabriel does his best - takes little lists to the store to find the things Elle will need for the baby and returns with diapers and onesies, little pink blankets, bottles and formula. He buys a car seat in what might the most surreal moment of his life, and a little basinet for the baby to sleep in.
“Can we get a house?” Elle asks one night, during a commercial from the late night TV shows, “Or an apartment?”
“I want to leave when the baby is born,” Gabriel argues, and Elle’s too tired to fight it. She doesn’t care anymore, she just wants to have her baby and find a place to live that doesn’t rent by the week.
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Elle starts labor at the end of her 37th week of pregnancy, and somehow manages to be completely calm as she wakes Gabriel.
“I think I have to go to the hospital now,” she whispers, clutching a watch, “I’ve been timing and they’re -“
Gabriel flies out of bed and throws on clothes while Elle sits in bed and watches him with wide eyes he tears around the tiny hotel room. She bites back a smile, and waits until he’s halfway to the car with the bag she packed on his shoulder.
“Do I get to come with?” she asks, and he turns with the bag still clutched in his arms.
“Oh, right, of course,” he says, and drops everything in his arms onto the floor in a pile before rushing over to Elle.
Elle is amused until another contraction hits, and then it just hurts too much for it to be funny. She grabs at her belly, leaning forward and panting out breath like the book told her to.
Neither Elle nor Gabriel is terribly familiar with Dr. Lane, but she seems nice enough, and saw Elle just a few weeks prior for a checkup. She doesn’t ask questions that don’t pertain directly to the pregnancy, and she doesn’t act suspicious when they tell her they are new in town, and Elle seemed to like her. Meeting Dr. Lane was really the sticking point to staying in South Dakota, because they didn’t think they’d find someone as nice as her as easily a second time.
“Alright, Elle,” A nurse comes into the hospital room where Elle is just laying down, “We’re just gonna check you real quick and get a better time on how far apart your contractions are, alright? You’re a little early, but I don’t think you have anything to worry about...” she continues to babble calming words and she slips her hand between Elle’s legs. Elle clutches at Gabriel’s hand like he might leave, and he can feel the bones in his hand crunch together when she squeezes his fingers.
“We’re gonna have a baby,” he tells her, “nothing to be scared of, just like we saw in the books.”
Elle nods, and the nurse pulls her hand away, “It looks like you’re about halfway there…five centimeters. Just take some time rest and get ready, and we’ll have this baby out before you know it.
Elle bites her lip as a contraction rips across her stomach, cracking the knuckles on Gabriel’s right hand with her grip. She closes her eyes and reminds herself that this is going to be good for everyone…they’re going to have their baby girl, and she’s going to have her ability back. She hates being powerless.
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The pain never gets any better, and it never lets up. Elle’s hair is stuck to her forehead and her neck, sweat dripping down her brow. Gabriel smoothes back her hair, feeds her ice chips and murmurs comfortingly to her as the contractions seem to come one on top of the other.
“Okay, we’re getting ready to push,” the nurse says and the look in Elle’s eyes makes Gabriel glad for her suppressed power.
“We?” Elle gasps out, “will you be helping?”
The nurse ignores her, shows Gabriel how to hold Elle’s foot so that she can push.
Dr. Lane comes into the room just in time to see Elle’s face go bright red with effort, her teeth clenched together.
It’s pain like she has never experienced before, even when her electricity shorted out across her skin, and she takes a deep breath and pushes again, fighting it. She swears she hears her Daddy’s voice - I thought my little girl was tough…, and then the pain is gone, and she can hear a baby shrieking.
“She’s here!” Dr. Lane says, clearing the baby’s nose and mouth before setting the baby, umbilical cord still attached, on Elle’s chest. A nurse rubs the baby’s back with a white blanket, the little girl opens her eyes, and Elle falls head over heels in love with her daughter.
The nurse shows Gabriel where to cut, and his hand shakes as he cuts the cord with the scissors. The baby is laid out on Elle’s chest, and she’s completely oblivious to anything else in the room, the nurses moving around, Dr. Lane still between her legs and Gabriel all fade into the background.
Gabriel comes to sit next to them, gives Elle a gentle kiss on her sweaty brow and pulls the blanket down so he can see their daughter’s fuzzy blonde hair. Elle shifts the baby in her arms so that they can both see her, and her little eyes flutter open, hazy and new.
Alectra.