Spend your time on me. | RP for girl_ofsecrets

[fromheavencame]

Sylar had been worried about going back and seeing her, especially after the way their last…session, you could call it, had ended. The fact that she didn’t know whether or not she wanted to remember everything they had had together was still weighing heavily on his mind. A few years back he wouldn’t have cared, not really. He would have told her

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[its_notluck]

Claire had never felt so torn in her life. It was like having two different people inside of her, tearing her apart and leaving her confused. There was a tiny voice in her that wanted to go back home and another that was scared to. She didn't know what had changed her so much that she would accept Sylar killing or the fact that Molly was involved. What had happened to her over the last few years?

Was it as simple as being in love and having a family? Could you forgive a lot more then?

She was deep in thought, in the kitchen, when she heard Sylar calling out. She blinked, glancing up from the stove where she was stirring some chocolate on low heat. "Sylar?" She called out even though she knew it was him. "We're in the kitchen." Well, she was the only one awake since Noah was curled up in his play pen at the east side of the kitchen. She liked to keep an eye on him.

[fromheavencame]

A small smile appeared on his face when he heard her say his name, and then told him where they were, and he made his way to the kitchen, the smile growing wider when he saw her. Before he could say anything though he inhaled deeply, and the softest of groans passed his lips. He couldn't help but be reminded back to even just a half a year ago, when he would walk into the kitchen to find her making something, and then end up being chased out again because he kept sneaking the batter or dough, and if he had his way, he would just eat all of that.

"What are you making?" he asked curiously, and then glanced over to the the playpen and walked over to it, though when he saw that Noah was asleep he decided that it would be best to wait until later to hold him. "It smells delicious."

[its_notluck]

Claire envied the flash of recognition as he obviously was recalling some sort of memory that escaped her. From the smile, it was a good memory and suddenly she wanted to know. What made him happy and was she happy too? He had told her before that she was, that they both were. It sounded like they had a good family and how did she get to have that with Sylar? She stood there, questions running through her mind as he walked over to peek at Noah.

"Oh, unbaked cookies." She leaned over to get the butter and sugar as well, mixing it slowly into the pot. "My mom left some of my recipe books with me." She ducked her head a little, suddenly feeling shy as well as she peeked over at him. "She told me you brought her.....thank you."

[fromheavencame]

"Cookies? Oh! What kind of cookies?" Sylar asked, and he looked eager now, his eyes widened slightly as he moved away from Noah's crib and to her side to peek into the pot. He was almost tempted to dip a finger into the pot to taste what she had concocted so far, but since they weren't in the same relationship that they had been in before, he wanted to be careful not to overstep any lines, which was also why, though close to her, he was careful not to touch her, just in case it would make her lash out at him again.

"Oh...yeah, I figured that you might need her," he replied, grinning a bit now even. "She said she'd come whenever you wanted her, but I don't think she'll want me to go pick her up like I did this time. Flying doesn't seem to be her thing," he told her in a loud whisper before he chuckled, shaking his head a bit.

"So you had a good time with her then? That's good."