Heroes, "Destroy Everything You Touch" Peter Petrelli, rated PG
Fandom: Heroes
Title: Destroy Everything You Touch
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: PG
Word Count: 493
Genre: Angst
Characters: Peter Petrelli, Claire Bennet
Pairings: Peter/Simone, Peter/Caitlin, Peter/Claire
Notes: Written for the "Price" challenge at heroes_contest. Title from a Ladytron song.
Warnings: slight adult implications
Spoilers: Season 3, some Season 4 speculation
Summary: Peter realizes his destructive nature with relationships.
Peter rubbed his forehead. He was beyond depressed, beyond angry.
“Why does this happen to me?” he asked himself softly, but no one was around to hear him.
After what happened today, Peter supposed he’d always be alone.
--
He’d had various girlfriends in the past. His tastes were eclectic, from the exotic Simone to the grounded Caitlin.
Simone had been the first to surprise him. Sometimes he felt she was too good for him, that someone of her caliber would never accept him. Peter never gave himself credit; he’d always been in Nathan’s shadow and being married never stopped his brother from having his choice of women.
Then Simone died, and bizarrely enough, her ex-boyfriend was the one who killed her.
The most heartbreaking thing wasn’t just Simone’s death. After she died in his arms, he knew she died loving them both.
She was the only girlfriend he shared with another man.
--
He was grateful for Caitlin. She was fresh and new, and though she seemed convenient during his amnesia, she was more than just a barmaid. She was smart, artistic, and accepted his strange powers well for someone who didn’t have any.
Peter just wished he would have made her stay home that day. He knew the danger already, but Caitlin made him weak, so he let her come along.
Then, she vanished and was trapped somewhere unfathomable. It hurt, especially since as soon as she was stuck in some other time, Peter began to forget her - her smile, her face, her touch.
Soon, she had vanished forever. His memories ached, and the worst part of losing her came to him as the days passed by. Peter started to wonder if Caitlin even existed.
--
“She’s gone,” Peter said, and Claire sat next to him on a rainy Sunday afternoon. She was back from college, and though she had problems of her own, she was always there for him. Even though he hated involving her in his romantic problems, Peter felt lucky for having her support.
“I’m sorry,” she said, and her hands rubbed his back, massaging his shoulders soothingly. Her touch always lulled him, satisfying yet subtle.
Peter sighed languidly and looked away from Claire’s sympathetic gaze. He smiled ruefully and snorted. “I don’t deserve to be with anyone. They always pay the price.”
“Don’t say that.” Her words failed at making him feel better. He lifted his head.
“I always destroy them… somehow. They always leave…or die,” he said and felt paralyzed in a daze. Maybe the truth was stinging him numb.
Suddenly, he felt her hand take his, and Claire squeezed. He met her eyes, and she gave him the sad smile that always put him in a strange ease.
“I won’t ever leave you, Peter,” she said, and Peter knew she meant it. “Because I can’t die.”
He forced a smile, but Peter knew this was a doomed truth for the both of them.
Title: Destroy Everything You Touch
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: PG
Word Count: 493
Genre: Angst
Characters: Peter Petrelli, Claire Bennet
Pairings: Peter/Simone, Peter/Caitlin, Peter/Claire
Notes: Written for the "Price" challenge at heroes_contest. Title from a Ladytron song.
Warnings: slight adult implications
Spoilers: Season 3, some Season 4 speculation
Summary: Peter realizes his destructive nature with relationships.
Peter rubbed his forehead. He was beyond depressed, beyond angry.
“Why does this happen to me?” he asked himself softly, but no one was around to hear him.
After what happened today, Peter supposed he’d always be alone.
--
He’d had various girlfriends in the past. His tastes were eclectic, from the exotic Simone to the grounded Caitlin.
Simone had been the first to surprise him. Sometimes he felt she was too good for him, that someone of her caliber would never accept him. Peter never gave himself credit; he’d always been in Nathan’s shadow and being married never stopped his brother from having his choice of women.
Then Simone died, and bizarrely enough, her ex-boyfriend was the one who killed her.
The most heartbreaking thing wasn’t just Simone’s death. After she died in his arms, he knew she died loving them both.
She was the only girlfriend he shared with another man.
--
He was grateful for Caitlin. She was fresh and new, and though she seemed convenient during his amnesia, she was more than just a barmaid. She was smart, artistic, and accepted his strange powers well for someone who didn’t have any.
Peter just wished he would have made her stay home that day. He knew the danger already, but Caitlin made him weak, so he let her come along.
Then, she vanished and was trapped somewhere unfathomable. It hurt, especially since as soon as she was stuck in some other time, Peter began to forget her - her smile, her face, her touch.
Soon, she had vanished forever. His memories ached, and the worst part of losing her came to him as the days passed by. Peter started to wonder if Caitlin even existed.
--
“She’s gone,” Peter said, and Claire sat next to him on a rainy Sunday afternoon. She was back from college, and though she had problems of her own, she was always there for him. Even though he hated involving her in his romantic problems, Peter felt lucky for having her support.
“I’m sorry,” she said, and her hands rubbed his back, massaging his shoulders soothingly. Her touch always lulled him, satisfying yet subtle.
Peter sighed languidly and looked away from Claire’s sympathetic gaze. He smiled ruefully and snorted. “I don’t deserve to be with anyone. They always pay the price.”
“Don’t say that.” Her words failed at making him feel better. He lifted his head.
“I always destroy them… somehow. They always leave…or die,” he said and felt paralyzed in a daze. Maybe the truth was stinging him numb.
Suddenly, he felt her hand take his, and Claire squeezed. He met her eyes, and she gave him the sad smile that always put him in a strange ease.
“I won’t ever leave you, Peter,” she said, and Peter knew she meant it. “Because I can’t die.”
He forced a smile, but Peter knew this was a doomed truth for the both of them.