Heidi sat at the kitchen table waiting for her husband to come home from work. After spending the day with her children Nathan's mother kindly agreed to taking the boys off her hands for the evening so that she and Nathan could celebrate her birthday in peace
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Please, Peter. Don't die on your birthday, Nathan thought desperately, biting back tears that threatened to come, his hands shaking badly. He forced himself to concentrate on parking the car without smashing into anything ( ... )
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All these thoughts, and more, swirled in Nathan's head, and a feeling very close to panic set in.
Nathan had done what he'd come to do. The doctor had said Peter was stabilized and would most likely recover. He could just turn around and leave and make this easier for everyone.
Don't be a fucking idiot, Petrelli. You need him as much as he needs you. Or have you forgotten already?No, he hadn't. It had hurt Nathan almost as badly to say the words as it did Peter to hear them, that day he'd thrown his younger brother out of his office. A run for Congress was not the reason Nathan had put a stop to it. That was just an excuse ( ... )
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Nathan's answer surprised her, she stared at him wide-eyed, Heidi had seen it but she was having trouble comprehending it. "Are you an alien too?" No ordinary human could do that. She sucked her lips, a painful memory resurfacing. "The night of the accident." He didn't say it but yeah, that explained a lot, nice to know she wasn't crazy. She looked at the sleeping figure. "And Peter? He's not normal either, is he?".
She absently rubbed her stomach then looked at Nathan alarmed. "What about the kids Nathan? What about future kids? Are they going to get abilities too?" It wasn't like she could simply pick up a book on the subject. This was supposed to be a happy moment but it had been replaced with outright dread.
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Now would be a great time for you to chime in, Pete. Wake up.Nothing. He'd have to try something else. He resorted to running his thumb across the back of Peter's hand while he spoke ( ... )
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Heidi shrugged. "I don't know, how old were you?" Would it really be so out of left field that the children develop such powers when they got older? She wanted to get them checked out but what kind of doctor would she take them to? A pediatrician or a scientist?
She still had questions but she stilled when she heard Peter's groggy voice. Her heart skipped a beat and she smiled, moving to his side. "Hey honey, how are you feeling?" Heidi asked in a sweet calming tone, absently untucking the hair from behind his ear that Nathan had tended to earlier. "I was so scared."
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“Peter, are you okay? Do you feel all right?” Nathan asked, in case Peter just hadn’t heard her. Peter gave them an exasperated look in response.
“Why do you keep asking me that? I’m fine. You two are the ones who look like someone died.” Peter paused, and his eyes went wide as saucers. In a whisper, he asked, “Did someone die? Was it me? Again?"
A memory hit Nathan hard, and he hoped Heidi hadn’t noticed him flinch. Not only were his senses stronger now that he was sober; so was his recall.
Nathan was sitting behind his desk, spinning that five-inch piece of bloodstained glass that had actually killed his brother between two fingers. At the same time, Peter was standing in front of him alive and well, excitedly talking to him and gesturing at him. He would have told Peter he was delusional if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes. Peter couldn’t die“Nathan?” Peter interrupted, his voice quiet, almost afraid. “You would tell me if I ( ... )
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She watched him hug Nathan and it was a peculiar scene, Peter seemed to be relishing in their hug, though that could have just been the drugs the doctors had given him. Nathan however while happy, seemed tense.
Peter pulled Heidi into a hug and she smiled, returning it. She was just so grateful that their last moments together hadn't been him bleeding to death in her arms. She whispered in Peter's ear. "You're a worry, Petrelli. Don't ever do that again." She stood up straight and smiled at Peter. "You should rest, honey. All major life events and holidays can be put on hold until you feel better." She squeezed his shoulder. "Happy birthday."
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