Who: Thylas/Noah, Claire, & Sylar, possibly. When: Tonight. Right now. :] Where: Claire's house. Rating: G. Warnings: ...None. Summary: Thy goes to visit in the form of Noah...
Claire didn't have to question who it was at the door. She didn't need to doubt, didn't need to even think. As soon as she heard the knock, she leapt up and out of bed and away from Sylar, scurrying out of her room and tearing down the hallway that led to the front door. Her heart was racing with excitement, and she felt herself start to shake from the overwelming emotion that was building in her. She knew that it wasn't really her father, knew that it wasn't real, but didn't care.
And as she opened the door and saw him standing there, it really didn't matter to her what was fantasy or reality at the moment. Because he was there. So close, and in tangible form. She could touch him. It was her dad.
She stared up at him with wide, tear filled eyes for only a few seconds before moving forward, shoving herself up against him in a hug, arms wrapping around him.
"Thank you." She was crying, but it was because she was grateful and happy, and didn't care if she looked like a mess. She was getting to hug and hold him, clinging on to him just in case Thylas made the interaction as brief as possible.
And as she opened the door and saw him standing there, it really didn't matter to her what was fantasy or reality at the moment. Because he was there. So close, and in tangible form. She could touch him. It was her dad.
She stared up at him with wide, tear filled eyes for only a few seconds before moving forward, shoving herself up against him in a hug, arms wrapping around him.
"Thank you." She was crying, but it was because she was grateful and happy, and didn't care if she looked like a mess. She was getting to hug and hold him, clinging on to him just in case Thylas made the interaction as brief as possible.
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