Pieces of Sanity
The walks were a small piece of sanity in Mohinder's life.
It wasn't that he didn't like his life. He missed Molly and Matthew, still, but that was to be expected. Living with Gabriel and Sylar was a handful, but it kept Sylar from killing and Gabriel from being killed for Sylar's actions and fed his own need to understand and...
Anyway. His life wasn't that bad, once he worked out balancing them against one another. But he needed time on his own.
He started walking again.
It had gone over like a lead brick, but he didn't care. He needed this.
The sun was starting to shine more often, warming the streets. The sunglasses Molly had insisted he buy (because they're good for your eyes) had been dug out, his keys a comforting weight in his pocket.
He wanted to call and arrange to meet Molly and Matthew occasionally. Maybe after school, he could steal an hour or two every couple of days to spend with his little girl.
But, for now, he hit the pavement, anonymous and aimless, just walking for the sensation of fresh air, pale sunlight and the burn of exercise in his legs.
It wasn't that he didn't like his life. He missed Molly and Matthew, still, but that was to be expected. Living with Gabriel and Sylar was a handful, but it kept Sylar from killing and Gabriel from being killed for Sylar's actions and fed his own need to understand and...
Anyway. His life wasn't that bad, once he worked out balancing them against one another. But he needed time on his own.
He started walking again.
It had gone over like a lead brick, but he didn't care. He needed this.
The sun was starting to shine more often, warming the streets. The sunglasses Molly had insisted he buy (because they're good for your eyes) had been dug out, his keys a comforting weight in his pocket.
He wanted to call and arrange to meet Molly and Matthew occasionally. Maybe after school, he could steal an hour or two every couple of days to spend with his little girl.
But, for now, he hit the pavement, anonymous and aimless, just walking for the sensation of fresh air, pale sunlight and the burn of exercise in his legs.