Kept Woman

Dec 17, 2007 02:33

Title: Kept Woman.

Characters: Maya/Sylar.

Rating: R (swearing and dark themes)

Word count: 1,296.

Disclaimer: Do not own.

Summery: The world is dying and Maya is trapped.

Note: AU Gift!fic for gimmemypickle. I hope you enjoy it! I might write more on it... <---- LOL

Parts: 1, 2



Light seeped in from under her eyelids as Maya started to regain consciousness. Along with the light came a thumping ache in her head. Her eyes sprang open as her hand made to touch her stomach, but she couldn’t lift it.

“Don’t try to move, there’s no point Maya.”

She felt her insides simultaneously freeze over and become molten at his voice. Her eyes sought feverishly for the source of his voice in the dim cell and spotted him, a dark long shadow against the far wall. She bared her teeth at him and willed the rage to blacken her eyes. The force of her efforts lifted her head from the pillow she was resting on before she slumped back down, panting. She looked at him with shock, fear beginning to prickle.

He chuckled at her softly, stepping forward into the light of the shaded lamp on the walls. All the lines of his body were relaxed. “That won’t work either, not here.”

“Fucking bastard! Let me go!” He moved over to the side of the bed she was lying in, tuting.

“No. I’ve been looking for you for months and it hasn‘t been easy…”

After she had been shot and then revived the world had gone through catastrophic changes. A virus had been released and the population was thinning out more and more every minute. Maya had been working with the Company, at first to try to find Sylar but then that had been pushed to the side when the plague had spread. But she didn’t have to wait long to learn about his whereabouts. He had broke into the Company site in Odessa and stormed the place, taking more powers and killing anyone that was a threat. She had been forced to run again. Her, Mohinder, Matt and Molly. The House of M was what Matt called them.

She gasped suddenly, anger gone for the moment. “Mohinder?!” Sylar stiffened slightly before looking down at her with a calm, stoic expression.

“Dead.”

Maya sucked in a breath, her chest beginning to feel tight. “Oh Mohinder, oh god…” Her sight became obscured but then she saw him watching her. “You killed him to? Why do you do it? Why do you take everything from me?” Her eyes glinted up at him darkly.

“It wasn’t me Maya. He was injured in the ambush and died. But it wasn’t me.” She looked at him for a long time, watching him unblinking to try and catch his lie. He was telling the truth, his eyes holding a sadness. Mohinder always said that the man thought of him as a friend for some reason. She closed her eyes and the tears fell unbidden. He left her cell and closed the door gently behind him.

*

“I want to sit up, you can’t keep me like this.”

He was back to standing over her, after leaving her for hours. His mouth thinned noticeably before his hand hovered over her. She cringed away from him. He tilted his head at her.

“I’m not going to hurt you, if that‘s what you‘re worried about?”

“You think I care?! I don’t want you touching me!”

He breathed an annoyed breath through his nose before waving his hand. “There, get up.” Maybe he thought that she would be to disoriented to try anything, or maybe because of her present condition because Maya took him by surprise as her fist shot up and he was punched hard in the face before she jumped down and her knee aimed for his groin. He sank down with a pained groan as she dashed past him and pulled the door open. Tried to pull it open, as it wouldn’t budge with her tugs. She screamed and kicked at it, venting her frustration out at it before turning on him with a snarl.

He was leaning on the bed, face red as he sucked in a breath through his teeth. “Didn’t think you would do that.” His voice was annoyed but laced with an amusement. She came at him with a growl and he straightened, face serious. She was stopped in her tracks, inches from him, unable to move. “Don’t make me put you on the bed again.”

“Bastardo.” She hissed.

“So you keep saying. You can swear at me all you want but you’re not going anywhere.” His voice was little more then a growl. He watched her tongue sucking over her teeth.

“Why haven’t you killed me? You had no problem doing it before so why not now?” She couldn’t help the bitterness entering her voice, even after everything that had happened, everything he had done.

“You know why.” He moved closer into her space but she couldn’t move away. His fingers caught a lock of hair by her cheek and tucked it behind her ear. Maya felt sick. His eyes seared into hers. “Almost five months Maya, five months since we were together.”

Maya’s eyes widened in surprise before narrowing into slits. “We were never together.”

He snorted. “I think evidence says otherwise.”

“I didn’t mean that! You were never with me.” Duped, forever getting duped.

His bottom lip pouted slightly. “That’s not true, not really. You did save me, I haven’t forgotten that. In fact,” he looked at her softly “I don’t think anyone had been as nice to me as you were. Not for a very long time anyway.”

“I was a fool not see you for the snake you are.”

He shrugged “I’m very good at making friends with people when I want to. I didn’t want you to suspect me so you didn’t.”

“So arrogant.”

“If you say so.” He raised an eyebrow at her.

“It was arrogance that made you kidnap me, it’s arrogance that’s still keeping me here. It’s not yours. And you are the fool to believe it.” She had pushed her face confrontationally up to his, eyes burning.

“Oh but it is. You can lie but I know the truth. I wanted your power, it’s true but when I started to look for you I saw you were travelling with Mr Bennet. But then suddenly I couldn’t see you.”

He had killed Molly months ago. Maya felt a wave of anguish at the image of her sweet face. She tried to move away again but he kept her stationary.

“I tried to pin point you but instead I got this interference, two signals blurring together so I couldn’t be sure if it was you.” His fingers trailed down her shoulder. “I was confused at first but then I focused hard and it became clear. It was me, I could feel me in you.” His eyes looked filled with a wonder.

Maya felt her stomach plummet. She shook her head, “No, it’s not yours. Do you really think I’d keep anything that had your blood?” She raised her chin “I’d rather die.”

It was his turn to shake his head “I don’t believe you. I can trace people, I can trace that the baby growing inside you is part of me. There’s no denying it Maya. And,” He paused, eyes narrowing and his head tilting in consideration before continuing softly. “You couldn’t do that, not even because of me. I know you Maya, you could never take a life like that. You love it otherwise you would have killed it months ago. I know there’s part of you that cares.”

“About what?” She spat.

“Me. You loved me.” He looked at her steadily, absolutely assured. She laughed in his face.

“You’re more insane then I imagined. You don’t think I’d kill you the first chance I can?”

“I think you can try, whether you succeed is another matter.” His hand finally settled on her rounded belly gently. He smiled.


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