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TITLE: Deceit: Epilogue
AUTHOR: dragynflies
PAIRING: Elle/Gabriel
RATING: PG 13
DISCLAIMER: Heroes cast is not mine.
SUMMARY: They are sitting up in bed, matching blonde hair in complete disarray. Elle’s hand is lit up with blue electricity and red sparks dance across Alectra’s palm until she smirks at her mother and extinguishes the lightning in Elle’s hand.
Six years later
Alectra keeps the same sleep schedule as Elle - as late as possible, every morning. Usually she crawls in with her mom the minute Gabriel wakes up, curls herself around her mother’s sleeping form, and passes right back out.
Noah prefers to get up early with Gabriel and help make breakfast. He’s perfecting stirring the waffle batter, and likes to do little waffle add-ins, especially chocolate chips.
“It is mommy’s birthday,” Gabriel tells Noah, as the four year old scrambles up onto the stool near the counter top, “we are going to make waffles for her to eat in bed.”
“And for ‘Lectra?”
“Yeah, and for Alectra,” Gabriel agrees, helping Noah to pour the batter into the waffle maker. His son grins happily, pleased to have his daddy to himself for the morning.
The waffles are almost done when he hears Elle’s giggles mixing with Alectra’s full blown laugh, and he takes the breakfast up to his wife and daughter on a tray. He leans against the door, observing them before they notice he’s there.
They are sitting up in bed, matching blonde hair in complete disarray. Elle’s hand is lit up with blue electricity and red sparks dance across Alectra’s palm until she smirks at her mother and extinguishes the lightning in Elle’s hand.
“You know, when I was pregnant with you, you just took me out of commission for nearly the entire time,” Elle tells her, waiting until Alectra laughs and lets up so Elle can spark again. She reaches for Alectra’s hand, and the blue and red sparks mingle until they’re purple, and then go out.
“Happy birthday,” Gabriel says, the grin evident in his voice. Elle lights up when she sees him, accepting the tray of breakfast and her birthday kisses. “Present later, when you and Miss Alectra decide to wander downstairs.”
Alectra is already halfway through her first waffle, so Elle kisses Gabriel again and settles back against her pillows to eat her own breakfast.
“Come on big guy,” Gabriel says, scooping Noah into his arms and taking him back to the kitchen to finish their own waffles, “The princesses will be down shortly, after they’ve fixed their hair and done icky girly things.”
“EW!” Noah shrieks, and races down the stairs ahead of his father. Gabriel is on the last stair when he hears Noah’s excited voice. “UNCLE PETER!”
Gabriel finds Noah balanced on Peter’s hip, happily babbling away until the little boy tips his head to the side and touches Peter’s face, “Uncle Peter…where’s your scar?”
Something’s not right. “Okay, buddy, come finish these waffles,” encourages Gabriel, cutting up breakfast for his son and motioning Peter into the children’s playroom.
It doesn’t take Gabriel long to realize where this Peter came from - nearly six years in the past - and that he wants Sylar’s powers. He knows it’s a bad idea, knows none of this is right, but Peter is so adamant that Gabriel finally gives in.
Peter can’t do it, can’t master the ability, and Gabriel hands him his broken watch.
“I don’t know a thing about watches!” Peter yells, angry at his inability to master what he knows he should be able to…what he wants to be able to.
“If you want to learn how to access my ability, fix... the watch. Listen to it. Like a symphony, every piece has its part, all coming together in perfect harmony. If you can understand the complexities of a watch, you can understand anything - everything. Cause, effect... action, reaction... how to change the future.”
A sound from the kitchen startles Gabriel, and he goes back to check on his son. Noah is clutched in Knox’s arms, squirming and whimpering for his father, and Daphne and Claire are there - he hasn’t seen Claire in years and they want…to kill Peter?
Peter and Gabriel move in careful synchronicity, Peter to Claire and Gabriel to Knox, who pushes little Noah to the side. He listens to his father’s shouts, and hides against the island in the kitchen, watching with scared eyes. The fight between Claire and Peter ends quickly - Claire is small and not terribly strong, but Knox is pulling fear from Noah, increasing his strength and Gabriel is out of practice.
“STOP HURTING MY DADDY!” Alectra’s tiny voice startles everyone, and Knox turns to look at the little girl, still in her pink and purple nightgown, bright red balls of energy cupped in her hands, with Elle right behind her. Gabriel gets in one solid punch and Knox moves to defend himself.
Gabriel can tell he means to throw the table at him, but Knox can barely push it, and the knocked over table skids across the floor. Noah runs behind Elle, who is watching the scene carefully, her own electricity in her hands.
Gabriel glances over at his family, and Elle nods, sending Noah upstairs and letting the sparks in her hands die out.
“Alectra, I need you to keep concentrating, but you need to not look at Daddy,” Elle murmurs, covering her daughter’s eyes with her palm, watching Knox and Daphne.
It takes Gabriel about three seconds to flick his wrist and send the weakened Knox and poor Daphne flying out of the window. He doesn’t want their powers, doesn’t even really care anymore, but he will not have his family hurt. Knox catches his neck on broken glass and Gabriel watches the blood spatter against the white walls of his kitchen. Daphne lands in a heap outside, unconscious. It doesn’t matter; she’ll have to wait until Alectra stops to escape…in her current condition, Daphne’s no threat to anyone.
Peter looks at Claire, still crumpled on the floor, “I need to take her,” he murmurs, and Gabriel nods.
“I don’t want either of you back here,” he says seriously. “You should know to stay in your own time…the butterfly effect is just as effective in the future, and I will not have my future jeopardized.”
Xxxxxxxxxxxx
Elle helps Gabriel clean up their kitchen while Alectra helps Noah make new waffles.
“We’re gonna need to move again, aren’t we?” she says softly, dropping the remnants of the table out of the broken window and igniting the impromptu bonfire.
“We’ve been here a long time,” Gabriel says, “The Bennets’ home has been the safest place yet. Don’t worry…we’re going to find a place for us.”
Elle bites her lip and sighs, “But…this was home.”
“We’re going to find another home.” Gabriel tells her, “I promise. Everything will be okay this time.”
And Elle believes him, because he means it…because he promised. So it’s okay to finish making waffles with Alectra and Noah, and to open the present that Noah pulls from the kitchen cabinet, and they’ll worry about the rest as it happens.
Because as long as they have their family, the four of them can survive anything.
AUTHOR: dragynflies
PAIRING: Elle/Gabriel
RATING: PG 13
DISCLAIMER: Heroes cast is not mine.
SUMMARY: They are sitting up in bed, matching blonde hair in complete disarray. Elle’s hand is lit up with blue electricity and red sparks dance across Alectra’s palm until she smirks at her mother and extinguishes the lightning in Elle’s hand.
Six years later
Alectra keeps the same sleep schedule as Elle - as late as possible, every morning. Usually she crawls in with her mom the minute Gabriel wakes up, curls herself around her mother’s sleeping form, and passes right back out.
Noah prefers to get up early with Gabriel and help make breakfast. He’s perfecting stirring the waffle batter, and likes to do little waffle add-ins, especially chocolate chips.
“It is mommy’s birthday,” Gabriel tells Noah, as the four year old scrambles up onto the stool near the counter top, “we are going to make waffles for her to eat in bed.”
“And for ‘Lectra?”
“Yeah, and for Alectra,” Gabriel agrees, helping Noah to pour the batter into the waffle maker. His son grins happily, pleased to have his daddy to himself for the morning.
The waffles are almost done when he hears Elle’s giggles mixing with Alectra’s full blown laugh, and he takes the breakfast up to his wife and daughter on a tray. He leans against the door, observing them before they notice he’s there.
They are sitting up in bed, matching blonde hair in complete disarray. Elle’s hand is lit up with blue electricity and red sparks dance across Alectra’s palm until she smirks at her mother and extinguishes the lightning in Elle’s hand.
“You know, when I was pregnant with you, you just took me out of commission for nearly the entire time,” Elle tells her, waiting until Alectra laughs and lets up so Elle can spark again. She reaches for Alectra’s hand, and the blue and red sparks mingle until they’re purple, and then go out.
“Happy birthday,” Gabriel says, the grin evident in his voice. Elle lights up when she sees him, accepting the tray of breakfast and her birthday kisses. “Present later, when you and Miss Alectra decide to wander downstairs.”
Alectra is already halfway through her first waffle, so Elle kisses Gabriel again and settles back against her pillows to eat her own breakfast.
“Come on big guy,” Gabriel says, scooping Noah into his arms and taking him back to the kitchen to finish their own waffles, “The princesses will be down shortly, after they’ve fixed their hair and done icky girly things.”
“EW!” Noah shrieks, and races down the stairs ahead of his father. Gabriel is on the last stair when he hears Noah’s excited voice. “UNCLE PETER!”
Gabriel finds Noah balanced on Peter’s hip, happily babbling away until the little boy tips his head to the side and touches Peter’s face, “Uncle Peter…where’s your scar?”
Something’s not right. “Okay, buddy, come finish these waffles,” encourages Gabriel, cutting up breakfast for his son and motioning Peter into the children’s playroom.
It doesn’t take Gabriel long to realize where this Peter came from - nearly six years in the past - and that he wants Sylar’s powers. He knows it’s a bad idea, knows none of this is right, but Peter is so adamant that Gabriel finally gives in.
Peter can’t do it, can’t master the ability, and Gabriel hands him his broken watch.
“I don’t know a thing about watches!” Peter yells, angry at his inability to master what he knows he should be able to…what he wants to be able to.
“If you want to learn how to access my ability, fix... the watch. Listen to it. Like a symphony, every piece has its part, all coming together in perfect harmony. If you can understand the complexities of a watch, you can understand anything - everything. Cause, effect... action, reaction... how to change the future.”
A sound from the kitchen startles Gabriel, and he goes back to check on his son. Noah is clutched in Knox’s arms, squirming and whimpering for his father, and Daphne and Claire are there - he hasn’t seen Claire in years and they want…to kill Peter?
Peter and Gabriel move in careful synchronicity, Peter to Claire and Gabriel to Knox, who pushes little Noah to the side. He listens to his father’s shouts, and hides against the island in the kitchen, watching with scared eyes. The fight between Claire and Peter ends quickly - Claire is small and not terribly strong, but Knox is pulling fear from Noah, increasing his strength and Gabriel is out of practice.
“STOP HURTING MY DADDY!” Alectra’s tiny voice startles everyone, and Knox turns to look at the little girl, still in her pink and purple nightgown, bright red balls of energy cupped in her hands, with Elle right behind her. Gabriel gets in one solid punch and Knox moves to defend himself.
Gabriel can tell he means to throw the table at him, but Knox can barely push it, and the knocked over table skids across the floor. Noah runs behind Elle, who is watching the scene carefully, her own electricity in her hands.
Gabriel glances over at his family, and Elle nods, sending Noah upstairs and letting the sparks in her hands die out.
“Alectra, I need you to keep concentrating, but you need to not look at Daddy,” Elle murmurs, covering her daughter’s eyes with her palm, watching Knox and Daphne.
It takes Gabriel about three seconds to flick his wrist and send the weakened Knox and poor Daphne flying out of the window. He doesn’t want their powers, doesn’t even really care anymore, but he will not have his family hurt. Knox catches his neck on broken glass and Gabriel watches the blood spatter against the white walls of his kitchen. Daphne lands in a heap outside, unconscious. It doesn’t matter; she’ll have to wait until Alectra stops to escape…in her current condition, Daphne’s no threat to anyone.
Peter looks at Claire, still crumpled on the floor, “I need to take her,” he murmurs, and Gabriel nods.
“I don’t want either of you back here,” he says seriously. “You should know to stay in your own time…the butterfly effect is just as effective in the future, and I will not have my future jeopardized.”
Xxxxxxxxxxxx
Elle helps Gabriel clean up their kitchen while Alectra helps Noah make new waffles.
“We’re gonna need to move again, aren’t we?” she says softly, dropping the remnants of the table out of the broken window and igniting the impromptu bonfire.
“We’ve been here a long time,” Gabriel says, “The Bennets’ home has been the safest place yet. Don’t worry…we’re going to find a place for us.”
Elle bites her lip and sighs, “But…this was home.”
“We’re going to find another home.” Gabriel tells her, “I promise. Everything will be okay this time.”
And Elle believes him, because he means it…because he promised. So it’s okay to finish making waffles with Alectra and Noah, and to open the present that Noah pulls from the kitchen cabinet, and they’ll worry about the rest as it happens.
Because as long as they have their family, the four of them can survive anything.