Peter nudges the vending machine with his foot, a thumb still jammed into the "Diet Coke" button. Despite the Out of Order sign finally coming off last week, the damn thing still doesn't work ( Read more... )

For the first time since the apocolpyse, and before...for the first time in my LIFE I really feel this sense of...family.

I have a family, and the way one should be - no lying, conniving, paying off with money, verbal abuse...

Which is pretty sad, considering it's nontraditional as hell. But I'll take it. It feels so fantastic.

So...that wristband that Hesam has is nice.

It just kind of appeared though. I wonder where he got it from. He never seemed like much of a jewelry person...

I've ruined everything, haven't I?

*feels disgusted*

And I don't want to take it back. Never.

I just wish I had said 'yes' instead of pretending it wasn't what it was. ;(

So...Hesam knows. About everything, just about. Abilities, everything.

Big Change.

In things that haven't changed? Sylar's still an ass.

And he snores.

Ugh, the power struggles in this house.

Sylar. Ma. Bro -. I'm looking at all of you. But mostly Sylar and Nathan. Just come on, guys. I'm trying to be civil here. Doing the right thing. Will any of you trust me for once in your lives? I know what I'm doing! I'm protecting everyone!

(sigh). Man, Hesam. I wish they were all as easygoing as you.

It's funny, how you can push away everyone and think your life is complete that way. And then when a freaking zombie apocolypse comes, you feel so alone. I mean, I've got Claire and I've got Ma, and half the family's dead already anyway. But Hesam and Emma are still in New York somewhere, probably stuck in the hospital with patients who looked ( Read more... )