Spend your time on me. | RP for girl_ofsecrets

[fromheavencame]

Sylar had been worried about going back and seeing her, especially after the way their last…session, you could call it, had ended. The fact that she didn’t know whether or not she wanted to remember everything they had had together was still weighing heavily on his mind. A few years back he wouldn’t have cared, not really. He would have told her

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[its_notluck]

Claire had never felt so torn in her life. It was like having two different people inside of her, tearing her apart and leaving her confused. There was a tiny voice in her that wanted to go back home and another that was scared to. She didn't know what had changed her so much that she would accept Sylar killing or the fact that Molly was involved. What had happened to her over the last few years?

Was it as simple as being in love and having a family? Could you forgive a lot more then?

She was deep in thought, in the kitchen, when she heard Sylar calling out. She blinked, glancing up from the stove where she was stirring some chocolate on low heat. "Sylar?" She called out even though she knew it was him. "We're in the kitchen." Well, she was the only one awake since Noah was curled up in his play pen at the east side of the kitchen. She liked to keep an eye on him.

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A small smile appeared on his face when he heard her say his name, and then told him where they were, and he made his way to the kitchen, the smile growing wider when he saw her. Before he could say anything though he inhaled deeply, and the softest of groans passed his lips. He couldn't help but be reminded back to even just a half a year ago, when he would walk into the kitchen to find her making something, and then end up being chased out again because he kept sneaking the batter or dough, and if he had his way, he would just eat all of that.

"What are you making?" he asked curiously, and then glanced over to the the playpen and walked over to it, though when he saw that Noah was asleep he decided that it would be best to wait until later to hold him. "It smells delicious."

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Claire envied the flash of recognition as he obviously was recalling some sort of memory that escaped her. From the smile, it was a good memory and suddenly she wanted to know. What made him happy and was she happy too? He had told her before that she was, that they both were. It sounded like they had a good family and how did she get to have that with Sylar? She stood there, questions running through her mind as he walked over to peek at Noah.

"Oh, unbaked cookies." She leaned over to get the butter and sugar as well, mixing it slowly into the pot. "My mom left some of my recipe books with me." She ducked her head a little, suddenly feeling shy as well as she peeked over at him. "She told me you brought her.....thank you."

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"Cookies? Oh! What kind of cookies?" Sylar asked, and he looked eager now, his eyes widened slightly as he moved away from Noah's crib and to her side to peek into the pot. He was almost tempted to dip a finger into the pot to taste what she had concocted so far, but since they weren't in the same relationship that they had been in before, he wanted to be careful not to overstep any lines, which was also why, though close to her, he was careful not to touch her, just in case it would make her lash out at him again.

"Oh...yeah, I figured that you might need her," he replied, grinning a bit now even. "She said she'd come whenever you wanted her, but I don't think she'll want me to go pick her up like I did this time. Flying doesn't seem to be her thing," he told her in a loud whisper before he chuckled, shaking his head a bit.

"So you had a good time with her then? That's good."

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She gave him an amused look. "Unbaked cookies." She repeated, her eyes dancing as she looked over at him as he moved to her side. "It's coconut and oats rolled in a chocolate mix and then they harden for awhile before you can eat them." She had a feeling that he would try to steal a taste and so she lifted her spoon at him in silent warning. Much like she always did.

Then she nodded. "It was good to see her. She helped a lot, with Noah." She glanced over her shoulder to where her...their....son was sleeping. When he made the comment about flying, she had to laugh softly. "I think she definitely prefers planes." She whispered back to him before nodding again. "We had a good time."

She moved the pot off of the burner and poured the mixture in with the dry ingredients before setting the pot aside. "How...how are things with you?" She asked, grabbing a spoon to stir things up.

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"They have to bake, and then cool and harden before I can eat them?" he asked, his mouth hanging open in shock, because that to him was horrible. Of course it was all a bit over done, but he wanted to make her laugh and to make her smile, and he wasn't quite sure how to do that anymore. When she lifted the spoon he stuck out his lip in a small pout, trying to wibble his way for a nibble, but he felt that even now that probably wouldn't work.

"Yeah, I'll definitely get her a plane ticket next time, it was just kind of urgent," he replied, chuckling and shaking his head. "I'm glad though, that she managed to help out a bit, and that you had a good time? Are you feeling better, about him? He's a good kid... Uhm...has he shown you what he can do, yet?"

He bit his lip gently at the last question and glanced over at the play pen again before his attention was returned to her again with the question.

"How am I?" Horrible he thought, but he knew he couldn't say that to her. "I'm...keeping myself busy. Work, and then helping Molly with her

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"Well, technically they don't bake. What I'm doing right now is mixing them, then I scoop them out onto the wax paper and they should be ready to eat in about a half an hour." Yes, it was all a bit over done but it was amusing to watch and so she did smile. She watched him as he wibbled in for a nibble and so she offered the spoon to him before getting herself another one to start scooping some balls onto the wax paper.

"I understand why you did it." She nodded as she focused on the cookies and then she blinked up at him. "It wasn't like I wasn't okay with him before." She explained, keeping her voice soft. "He's my son after all, I just didn't remember him." Then she looked at him curiously. "What he can do?"

She could see the hesitation on his face and suddenly she wanted to hug him but she kept herself continuing her work. "How is Molly doing?"

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"Oh, I see, I see. Can't you just shove them in the freezer and speed up the process a bunch?" he asked curiously, looking at the cookie dough and licking his lips. A wide smile spread across his face when she handed him a spoon, and a small jig of victory was danced before he dug into it, taking a large spoonful and shoveling into his mouth, groaning happily through it. "Fank oo," he said thickly around the dough before he chewed and swallowed, finally looking mighty pleased with himself. "Delicious."

"Good, good, I'm glad. And, I know, but..." he waved his hands a bit to gesture and words that he couldn't quite find. "You know." He paused a for a moment and then smiled, glancing over at Noah again. "He can become invisible."

"Molly she..." he paused again and glanced out the window, just to have somewhere to look other than at her. "She misses you. A lot. She's having fun though, with the summer school program, especially since it's all fun things she wanted to do. She's looking forward though...to, you know, if you come home."

[its_notluck]

"Not really because then the outside is hard but not the inside." She smirked, getting the idea that he is the type who is a little impatient when it comes to baking. "Let me guess, we do this a lot, don't we?" She motioned between the two of them before laughing as she watched him shove the spoon into his mouth. She shook her head, amused as she continued to finish what she was doing.

She smiled briefly at Noah before glancing up at Sylar in surprise. "He does?" She looked confused. "He hasn't done that here." But, then again, the Haitian had been with them quite a bit. Plus Claire had convinced Noah before not to use his ability too much....she just didn't remember it.

For a moment it's clear she feels bad about Molly but then she sighed, looking at the stove. "I was thinking about that." She glanced sideways at him. "I know appearance is kind of important....and well, I think I should come back home. With you."

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"But I'm sure it'd be good completely hard too, and...done much faster. Besides, you wouldn't have to do all of them. Just a few...for me;" He said with a firm nod, thinking that it sounded like a brilliant idea. He chuckled at her question and nodded, licking his spoon, and though he wanted to, he didn't double dip. "Every time you bake, though you usually don't give into me. I use my stealth to sneak up behind you and snatch a gob before running away," he explained, and had to work hard not to start grinning, because this was serious business after all

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Claire seemed to consider his request for a moment as she eyed the batch she had set out and then she chuckled, pointing at a cupboard. "Get me a plate, please? I'll scoop some onto a plate and then you can put it in the freezer." When he did hand her the plate, she started to do just as she had said she would while listening to him. "Must be a game for us." Because she was sure she anticipated him stealing some of whatever she was baking

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Sylar's eyes lit up with eager greed when she told him to hand her a plate, and he found the largest one, hoping that it would give him the most amount of cookies. "Well, yeah, it is. You usually catch me. And chase me, and..." he bit his lips, his cheeks tinging red just a bit, because even though he could normally talk to her any way he wanted, talking to her now was awkward, and he felt almost like a school boy trying to talk to the girl he liked and knew everything about, but who didn't even know his bame. "We've burned a few batches of cookies

[its_notluck]

She did give him quite a few, nearly filling the plate as she had made a big batch to begin with and so she wasn't worried about running out if she gave him a few. As he explained what used to happen whenever she did some baking, she felt her cheeks go red as she looked at him and then quickly ducked her head away. Okay, so they were really intimate. Obviously, considering she was pregnant with their second...third child.

"Right." She remembered Molly's ability because she had heard about the Walker system and all that had happened at Kirby Plaza. "The ultimate game of hide and seek for them." She smiled a little before arching a brow. "I wonder what this baby will do." She rubbed a hand over the curve of her stomach.

"I'm glad, I want her to be happy." She nodded as she felt strangely....giddy. There was an excited flicker inside of her as she wondered about the sleeping arrangements but still, there was a worry. She cleared her throat before wincing a bit, pressing a hand to her side.

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Sylar gave her an awkward smile when he saw that she was blushing, and quickly distracted himself by taking up one of the scoops of cookie and shoving it into his mouth so he had an excuse as to why he didn't say anything more. Once that was semi swallowed he excused himself to go shove the plate into the freezer, hoping that by the time he got back the air would have thinned a bit. He glanced into Noah's play pen again too to make sure the boy was still sleeping, and smiled, making his way back over to her

[its_notluck]

Claire felt strangely awkward too, her throat thick with so many things she could say but she didn't know what to. She watched him out of the corner of her eyes as he put the plate in the freezer. When he peeked into the playpen, she arched a brow. "Is he still sleeping?" She asked, guessing that the boy was considering there was no movement within the playpen as far as she could see.

"Sounds like typical brother and sister stuff." She chuckled faintly, remembering all the times she used to fight with Lyle. "It'll get better as they both get older." But of course they would have to contend with the new baby as she grew up.

When Sylar touched her stomach, she paused and looked down before smiling softly. "Of course, she will." Her hand moved, almost touching his but then she was distracted by the wince.

When she could speak, she nodded while giving him a smile to reassure him she was fine. "Yes but she's okay. She just decided to boot me pretty good."

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"Yeah, well, they are brother and sister, aren't they? And now they'll have a new sister to play with soon...it's going to be great," he trailed off slightly, a small smile appearing on his face. "And yeah, he's still out. Obviously he takes after me. Sometimes, when I'm really tired, a marching band could probably go through my bedroom, and I wouldn't even notice," he told her and then winked, making it obvious that he was teasing, at least a bit.

"She kicked you?" he asked, and for a moment he was blank, but once his mind processed it, a beaming smile spread across his face, one that, with what she remembered, she wouldn't have seen before. "She obviously knows that her Daddy is here!"

It was obvious that his whole body has just swelled with pride as he stared down at her stomach, and though he didn't want to cause her pain, he carefully moved his hand down to touch her stomach again. "Hello to you too, little one."