Heroes, "Redemption by Proximity" Peter/Claire, rated PG
Fandom: Heroes
Title: Redemption by Proximity
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Peter/Claire
Genre: Drama/General
Word Count: 500
Spoilers: Season Three "I Am Become Death"
Notes: Written for the "Time" challenge at pairechallenge. Future!Fic.
Summary: Staying close is the best remedy in the end.
When Peter turns forty, Claire notices the effects of time. She's confused. She's always thought they'd stay young together. Forever.
But now his hair is graying, and his skin is crinkling at the edges of his eyes and smile.
She can't explain it right away, but soon she realizes - the more she stays away from him, the more his youth starts to fade.
She runs away from him anyway. She's too scared to watch him like this. She feels like she knows his future better than he does.
--
The last time she sees him, he still has the boyish smile underneath the grit of agony and loss. Both of them have lost a lot of things to war and death, but only Peter shows it. Claire looks in the mirror, and she's terrified she hasn't aged a day. She looks as though she could still attend the prom. (Claire never went to her prom; it doesn't bother her as much as it should.)
She points her gun at her reflection in the mirror and chokes back a breath.
She wishes she was done hating herself for being like this. No, not herself - Pinehearst. Because of them she won't get old or get hurt or feel pain. She's thought at one time that Peter would share that with her. Claire bites her lip and sighs, lowering the gun.
She resists the urges to run away again - to go back to Pinehearst and do their bidding. Maybe she can even delude herself into thinking she's doing right by them. Of course, things are different now that Peter has returned. (He came back from the dead by her blood; Pinehearst foolishly thought they could still use him.)
--
"Claire? What are you doing here?" She finds him again later somewhere in Africa, hiding and no longer plotting to rebel against Pinehearst. He sits in the sand and has visions of the future. He keeps sitting and envisioning until one is right for him. When she comes to him, she can tell she is not one of his visions.
He stands up and gently puts his hands on her arms, and he looks into her eyes and mind, and she lets him. He's taught her so many things, and she has regrets about him. Regrets about betrayal and murder and abandoning her remaining family.
"I'm staying with you, Peter. For good." She leans her head into his chest, and he takes her into an embrace. It's so familiar because they fit like this, and she'll be damned if she'll let him him get old without her now. He smiles at her knowingly.
Maybe she can save him. Maybe the closer she stays with him, day in and day out, he'll never get old. Then, she can make up for all her sins against him by being right here, letting her power seep into his. He smiles boyishly, and she thinks that her healing is taking effect.
Or, so she hopes.
Title: Redemption by Proximity
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Peter/Claire
Genre: Drama/General
Word Count: 500
Spoilers: Season Three "I Am Become Death"
Notes: Written for the "Time" challenge at pairechallenge. Future!Fic.
Summary: Staying close is the best remedy in the end.
When Peter turns forty, Claire notices the effects of time. She's confused. She's always thought they'd stay young together. Forever.
But now his hair is graying, and his skin is crinkling at the edges of his eyes and smile.
She can't explain it right away, but soon she realizes - the more she stays away from him, the more his youth starts to fade.
She runs away from him anyway. She's too scared to watch him like this. She feels like she knows his future better than he does.
--
The last time she sees him, he still has the boyish smile underneath the grit of agony and loss. Both of them have lost a lot of things to war and death, but only Peter shows it. Claire looks in the mirror, and she's terrified she hasn't aged a day. She looks as though she could still attend the prom. (Claire never went to her prom; it doesn't bother her as much as it should.)
She points her gun at her reflection in the mirror and chokes back a breath.
She wishes she was done hating herself for being like this. No, not herself - Pinehearst. Because of them she won't get old or get hurt or feel pain. She's thought at one time that Peter would share that with her. Claire bites her lip and sighs, lowering the gun.
She resists the urges to run away again - to go back to Pinehearst and do their bidding. Maybe she can even delude herself into thinking she's doing right by them. Of course, things are different now that Peter has returned. (He came back from the dead by her blood; Pinehearst foolishly thought they could still use him.)
--
"Claire? What are you doing here?" She finds him again later somewhere in Africa, hiding and no longer plotting to rebel against Pinehearst. He sits in the sand and has visions of the future. He keeps sitting and envisioning until one is right for him. When she comes to him, she can tell she is not one of his visions.
He stands up and gently puts his hands on her arms, and he looks into her eyes and mind, and she lets him. He's taught her so many things, and she has regrets about him. Regrets about betrayal and murder and abandoning her remaining family.
"I'm staying with you, Peter. For good." She leans her head into his chest, and he takes her into an embrace. It's so familiar because they fit like this, and she'll be damned if she'll let him him get old without her now. He smiles at her knowingly.
Maybe she can save him. Maybe the closer she stays with him, day in and day out, he'll never get old. Then, she can make up for all her sins against him by being right here, letting her power seep into his. He smiles boyishly, and she thinks that her healing is taking effect.
Or, so she hopes.