Claire didn't know what was wrong with her but she was on edge as she stalked into the house she shared with Peter and her comatose boyfriend. She felt wrong, slightly off somehow; like there was something crawling underneath her skin and she was this close to making the attempt to claw whatever it was out of her. The feeling had started nagging ( Read more... )

“We need a song.” Claire decided suddenly, and a little bit randomly, as she tilted her head back from its resting place so that she could look at the man she was leaning against.

It took Sylar a moment to respond as he gathered up the energy to turn his head so that he could look at her with a quizzical frown. “A what?”

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13. "Communication. It's the first thing we really learn in life. Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking, the harder it becomes to know what to say. Or how to ask for what we really need." -- Grey's Anatomy
The silence between them was deafening ( Read more... )

3) Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

“I told you, Peter. I don’t know where he is.” Claire snapped at the man standing in her hotel room, her irritation showing through as she turned around to face him. She never liked being at odds with Peter but there were times when he irritated her, especially lately ( Read more... )

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Peter? Can we talk?

Claire wasn’t sure how much time had passed since Matt Parkman had left her mind and took the picturesque park with him to leave her in darkness.  It could have been days or it could have been just mere minutes.  Either way she knew she was in trouble.  She had no way of knowing how close Sylar was to finding her or if he would even beat her father ( Read more... )

When Claire heard the sound of tiny pebbles bouncing off her bedroom window, she had a moment where she felt like she was back in high school. But she wasn’t. That girl had been gone for a long time and now she wasn’t really filled with excitement when she heard the noise. Instead there was an odd mixture of hope and dread twisting around inside ( Read more... )

1) Post however many you'd like of any pictures currently on your hard drive that you think are self-expressive.

2) NO CAPTIONS!!! It must be like we're speaking with images and we have to interpret your visual language just like we have to interpret your words.

3) They must ALREADY be on your hard drive - no googling or flickr! They have to have ( Read more... )