The man draws himself upright, swaying on his feet, his smile sliding away as he nearly falls. Gabriel darts forward to catch him, making a small noise as long fingers clutch at his back, using him to stand. The contact inspires heat to spread over Gabriel’s skin as he tries desperately to keep the other man from slipping through the floor beneath ( Read more... )

Sitting by her bedside, he thinks about what she had told him, bending the corners of his magical paper star. She had said finding anyone in the world just by thinking about them wasn’t “special.” Mohinder thinks he knows someone who might disagree. He sighs and runs terse fingers through his hair.

The girl is okay, she’s not going to end up ( Read more... )

“I can fly really,” the floppy-haired man protested, near-pouting.

“Sure ye can, pup,” Claude agreed easily with an amused look. “Just like them pigs over there.” He rolled his eyes.

“I’m serious!” Peter screamed, suddenly irate; clenching his fists at his side. “I flew… with my brother, Nathan.”

Claude believed him, he really did, but ( Read more... )

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“Pete, you can drop that woman’s purse now,” Claude drawled, speaking as if Peter were a small child.

The boy man clutched the leather bag to his chest, knowing he was probably flickering in and out of visibility and trying to stay close on Claude’s heels. The British man was not making that easy for him.

“I don’ wanna,” Peter said, ( Read more... )

Claude hurries down the street now, faster… faster. He knows he can be cruel but he hadn’t meant to be gone so long. It is truly a testament to his worthlessness that New York is still whole. Placing his hand on the door, he knows something is out of place. He shrugs and enters, ever-grateful for the cloak of invisibility that surrounds him.

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“Are you sure?” Peter asked, eyes clouded with annoyance. Claude crossed his arms across his chest like a defiant child.

“M’not apologizin’,” he insisted, lounging in one of Peter’s rickety kitchen chairs. Peter grabbed Claude’s arms, pulling them apart; deftly tying them to the back of the chair. “Oy! What do you think you’re doing?”

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“Breaking in new shoes,” came that rumbly soprano from far too close. That Israeli accent slid its way through Abby, and she shuddered.

“What?” How had she forgotten her whole crisis in a moment? “No,” she said slowly, the arrogant little smirk on Officer David’s face something she would love to wipe off.

“Are you alright? McGee says you are ‘un-Abby ( Read more... )

Author: Ca
Title: Fear
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Mylar, Modriel
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, all NBC's etc.
Warnings: slash, smut
Summary: My last chance for fluff before Parasite...
Word Count: 1356

Mohinder is staring at the map again. He wants to meet every last one, but he's scared, and Sylar knows just what of. He could so easily ( Read more... )

Author: Ca
Title: Himalayan Tea
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Mylar
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine, all NBC's etc.
Warnings: slash, smut
Summary: Written after the initial preview scene on nbc.com for 1x18 "Parasite"
Word Count: 1753

"You're very kind, Zane. Thank you," Mohinder says like he means it, gazing into my eyes for just a little too ( Read more... )