(( Photo prompt))Gabriel couldn’t go back home. He wanted to. He wanted to crawl into bed with Peter and have him save him from his thoughts, but he couldn’t. If he did go back in the state that he was in, Peter would know that something was wrong. He wouldn’t want to tell Peter what was wrong with him, of course not, but hew knew all too well that ( Read more... )

4. Talk about someone who is/was an adversary or enemy that you respect and/or admire.

((Written as if it was a reply to a 'Writers Block'))As much as I sometimes hate him, I still look up to and admire Sylar, and I think that I always will, no matter what he does to me. He's everything that I've ever wanted to he. He's special, he is so ( Read more... )

The body was still warm as Gabriel stared at it from where he was sitting against the wall, his arms wrapped around his knees. His mind briefly wandered to wondering whether or not the blood pool was still growing, he couldn’t quite tell, if it was it was moving slowly; as well to thoughts of if it would be still completely wet to the touch, or if ( Read more... )