Heroes, "Body and Soul" Noah, Peter | rated PG
Fandom: Heroes
Title: Body and Soul
Author: Paynesgrey
Characters: Noah Bennet, Peter Petrelli, Claude Rains
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst/Gen
Word Count: 450
Warning: character death
Notes: Written for the "Spirit" challenge at heroes-contest.
Summary: When they found his body, Noah and Peter left for London immediately.
When they found the body, Noah Bennet was immediately notified.
One of his old contacts from Primatech phoned him the moment Interpol identified the former runaway agent, and upon hearing the news, Noah grabbed Peter Petrelli and flew east across the Atlantic Ocean to London.
Claude Reins was never supposed to die like this, not as Noah would had imagined for him. His former partner had been through everything, like wild and dangerous missions where the memories of their partnership had set like a sliver in his skin. Noah remembered Claude falling off a bridge with gunshot wounds, only to survive.
But for him to die like this?
Peter was pensive beside him as they examined his corpse in the coroner’s lab at Interpol. Apparently, according to their most recent records, Noah Bennet was the only one who could identify Claude, and the only person besides Peter who knew that he was still alive.
They were the only ones who would care that Claude had even died.
Noah’s mouth opened a little as he watched Peter put a hand on Claude’s cold ghost-white skin, and he followed his line of sight to the man’s peaceful face. Claude had never looked so serene to him.
“I think he died in peace,” Peter said, but his tone was more hopeful than true. Noah caught the sight of tears glistening in the corners of Peter’s eyes.
They fell into a stilled, miserable moment, both awash in their own memories and sadness of their fallen comrade.
“Yeah, they said it was heart attack,” Noah said, blowing out a breath and shaking his head. “Something so...”
“Ordinary?” Peter finished for him, meeting Noah’s eyes sharply.
Noah nodded, and before Peter could pull away his hand, he gasped. Noah tensed, reading the perplexed expression on Peter’s face.
“What?” Noah insisted, and he watched Peter draw up his hand, examining it.
Then, he was gone. “Peter?” Noah called out, more calm than anxious.
Peter’s laughter echoed throughout the coroner’s room like a joyous phantom. He turned visible again, coming up to Noah in elation.
“It carried over! His power was still active... I can’t explain it but I could take it!” Peter said, and his voice turned soft. “Claude can live on in spirit.”
Noah raised an eyebrow, and a small smile stretched across his lips. “At least for a little while.” Noah knew full well that Peter couldn’t store powers anymore, and eventually, he’d have to give up this one for another.
Peter shook his head again. “For a long while,” he clarified, turning invisible again. “I’m keeping it as long as I can.” His words disappeared into a pause, and then he added, “For Claude.”
Title: Body and Soul
Author: Paynesgrey
Characters: Noah Bennet, Peter Petrelli, Claude Rains
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst/Gen
Word Count: 450
Warning: character death
Notes: Written for the "Spirit" challenge at heroes-contest.
Summary: When they found his body, Noah and Peter left for London immediately.
When they found the body, Noah Bennet was immediately notified.
One of his old contacts from Primatech phoned him the moment Interpol identified the former runaway agent, and upon hearing the news, Noah grabbed Peter Petrelli and flew east across the Atlantic Ocean to London.
Claude Reins was never supposed to die like this, not as Noah would had imagined for him. His former partner had been through everything, like wild and dangerous missions where the memories of their partnership had set like a sliver in his skin. Noah remembered Claude falling off a bridge with gunshot wounds, only to survive.
But for him to die like this?
Peter was pensive beside him as they examined his corpse in the coroner’s lab at Interpol. Apparently, according to their most recent records, Noah Bennet was the only one who could identify Claude, and the only person besides Peter who knew that he was still alive.
They were the only ones who would care that Claude had even died.
Noah’s mouth opened a little as he watched Peter put a hand on Claude’s cold ghost-white skin, and he followed his line of sight to the man’s peaceful face. Claude had never looked so serene to him.
“I think he died in peace,” Peter said, but his tone was more hopeful than true. Noah caught the sight of tears glistening in the corners of Peter’s eyes.
They fell into a stilled, miserable moment, both awash in their own memories and sadness of their fallen comrade.
“Yeah, they said it was heart attack,” Noah said, blowing out a breath and shaking his head. “Something so...”
“Ordinary?” Peter finished for him, meeting Noah’s eyes sharply.
Noah nodded, and before Peter could pull away his hand, he gasped. Noah tensed, reading the perplexed expression on Peter’s face.
“What?” Noah insisted, and he watched Peter draw up his hand, examining it.
Then, he was gone. “Peter?” Noah called out, more calm than anxious.
Peter’s laughter echoed throughout the coroner’s room like a joyous phantom. He turned visible again, coming up to Noah in elation.
“It carried over! His power was still active... I can’t explain it but I could take it!” Peter said, and his voice turned soft. “Claude can live on in spirit.”
Noah raised an eyebrow, and a small smile stretched across his lips. “At least for a little while.” Noah knew full well that Peter couldn’t store powers anymore, and eventually, he’d have to give up this one for another.
Peter shook his head again. “For a long while,” he clarified, turning invisible again. “I’m keeping it as long as I can.” His words disappeared into a pause, and then he added, “For Claude.”