Fic: The Tie That Binds Us (7/?)
Title: The Tie That Binds Us (7/?)
Rating: M
Characters: Elle/Claire
Disclaimer: I don't own the girls or heroes.
Spoilers: Early Season Three, but this is mostly AU, loosely based on a future Peter saw.
Warnings: Femslash, language and sex
Notes: I thought this was short then I realised it was about as long as the last chapter so I figured I'd post this.
Thanks to everyone who's left comments (especially overkill_max who is pretty much the reason I rediscovered livejournal) it's the stuff that keeps me writing this.
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“Dad?” Claire took a step back in shock, her hand still poised on the door handle. She was confused and apprehensive about the sudden appearance of her supposedly deceased adoptive father.
“Hello Claire” He greeted her with a smile, somehow still holding his fatherly love but with a sadness and disappointment behind the smile.
“Surprise” Elle made a flailing motion with her arms as she deadpanned. She knew this reunion wouldn’t be all merriment.
“You’re the head honcho?” Claire stared at him with surprise, her brow furrowing. “Nathan knew” she then turned and stared at Elle “And you knew” She looked back at Noah. “And no-one bothered to tell me you’ve been alive all this time!” Elle took a step towards Claire. She knew this could potentially fuck up everything because she hadn’t told Claire sooner. Suddenly Claire was barrelling into her, arms gripped at Elle’s waist and Claire’s body pressed against the older girl. Her first thought was that Claire was attacking her, before she realised it was a hug. She wrapped her arms around the brunette and softly spoke into her ear.
“Hey what’s wrong?” This was not one of the potential outcomes Elle had been prepared for. She’d been prepared for violence, hatred. She thought there was a possibility she’d understand but this wasn’t expected at all. This was so completely unlike Claire, who was stubbornly self sufficient, to throw herself to Elle for comfort. Then again Elle thought wryly, that was the original basis of their relationship, not as complex as it was now but essentially Claire throwing herself at Elle for the comfort of a warm body. Claire took a breath then softly spoke.
“I had no idea he could be alive”
“Claire” Noah spoke tentatively; he was surprised to see the affection between the two girls. He didn’t know how to explain things to his daughter. About his supposed death. He knew a time would come to explain that, right now Noah was more curious about the bond between the two young women in front of him. Claire turned and smiled at Noah, she pulled away from Elle then grabbed for the older girls hand and entwined their fingers.
“I want to show you something Dad, something that will make me and Elle an unstoppable team” She smiled at Elle then raised a hand, sparks of electricity fired off from her finger tips.
Noah’s eyes grew wide he then looked at Elle who was beaming. Obviously the older girl was excited about Claire’s new ability.
“How the hell can you do that” He rubbed his temples. The first thought was that his daughter was devouring brains, but Elle was right there; alive and well.
“There is something between us, some connection that means we can use each others power”
Noah scoffed “I’ve never heard of such a thing.”
Claire frowned “You don’t know of Beverly and Ryan?”
“Who?”
“Elle’s god parents.”
Noah looked at Elle quizzically, he had no idea she had any family left at all. Bob had never mentioned god parents or any relations. Elle was looking at her feet.
“Elle?” Claire looked at her “They were really your god parent’s right?” Claire was confused, the easy relationship Elle had with them explained it all but she was confused as to why Noah had no idea.
“Dad kept them a secret from the company” Elle explained curtly. So much confusion ran through Claire’s mind, why would he keep them a secret yet subject his own daughter to the company. Her confusion was evident on her face, Elle just shrugged in response. She had no idea how her father’s mind or loyalties had worked, her god parents were a secret, their shared powers not to be exploited. Elle was another story and she would never know why Bob felt she didn’t deserve to be hidden like Beverly and Ryan.
“So” Noah looked between the girls “You can really use each others powers?”
“We have a special connection” Elle grins and grips Claire’s hand. Noah feels uneasy about this. Elle wasn’t a particularly stable young woman, this could be an asset on missions but he didn’t really like the idea of her and his beloved daughter, dating? Was that what they were doing? He shook his head and tried not to think too much about that context of their relationship, best to focus on the abilities thing first.
“Well, I’m sure this will be useful” He sits back down at his desk and files through paperwork looking for the file he had put aside for Elle. He finds it and passes it over to the blonde.
“Here, let’s get this out the way, then we should ..” He pauses and looks at the girl’s entwined hands “Discuss this some more”
He needs time to process this, to think about the many implications of his daughter joining his new organisation. The implications of her relationship with Elle and of course their shared powers.
Claire loves the feeling of hot water rush over her body. She loves the smell from the body wash she located. She loves everything about the small cubicle she is in at the moment apart from the fact Elle was currently not there with her. Instead Elle was sitting in the living room of the small one bedroom apartment and munching on Chinese food. They had different priorities once they reached Elle’s place. It was a simple place, a crash pad as opposed to a home. Not too far from head office, close to town. A perfect location for her lifestyle. Elle had quickly ordered in takeaways and although Claire had tried to entice her into a joint shower the older woman wanted her damn food. Claire sighs and rinses out her hair then shuts off the water. She wraps a towel around her body then returns to the living room. Elle is shovelling food from the takeout containers into her mouth as she idly flips through pages of the file Noah had handed them.
“So what’s our assignment” Claire asks, dropping onto the couch next to the blonde and grabbing an egg roll.
“Just go kill some dude” Elle shrugs and Claire frowns. She reaches for the document Elle is looking over. She figures there must be more too it. There is more to the document, her father has laid out in great detail who their target is, best times to reach him. What his power is. But the bottom line is as simple as Elle put it, their job is simply to remove this guy from the face of the earth.
“Are they always like this?” Claire asks.
“Was your last job that different?” Elle counters and Claire is a little taken back by Elle’s defensive response.
“Well no, Pinehearst was all for the killing of people. I just wondered if we would do other things also”
Elle gave her an apologetic half smile “Yea, well sometimes we are asked to protect people, or things. Noah doesn’t give me many of that sort of assignment though.”
Claire smiles at Elle, she knows it’s probably not something that should make her heart flutter, but the simple statement warms her. It is who Elle is, a trained killer. They are bother killers, both good at the job. Claire moves to straddle the older woman and lets her towel drop, her fingers weave into Elle’s hair and she presses her lips against the other woman’s’. Strong arms wrap around her waist and Elle stands up, Claire wraps her legs around her waist as the blonde manoeuvres them to the bedroom. Claire is glad Elle has decided to remove her attention from the food. Elle tosses the naked Claire onto the bed and stares down at her with a predatory smile as she begins to unbutton her shirt. Claire grins back, she loves the smirk in Elle’s eyes, she loves that soon their naked bodies would be pressed against each other. She also loves that tomorrow they will be stalking and killing, together.
Chapter Eight
Rating: M
Characters: Elle/Claire
Disclaimer: I don't own the girls or heroes.
Spoilers: Early Season Three, but this is mostly AU, loosely based on a future Peter saw.
Warnings: Femslash, language and sex
Notes: I thought this was short then I realised it was about as long as the last chapter so I figured I'd post this.
Thanks to everyone who's left comments (especially overkill_max who is pretty much the reason I rediscovered livejournal) it's the stuff that keeps me writing this.
...
“Dad?” Claire took a step back in shock, her hand still poised on the door handle. She was confused and apprehensive about the sudden appearance of her supposedly deceased adoptive father.
“Hello Claire” He greeted her with a smile, somehow still holding his fatherly love but with a sadness and disappointment behind the smile.
“Surprise” Elle made a flailing motion with her arms as she deadpanned. She knew this reunion wouldn’t be all merriment.
“You’re the head honcho?” Claire stared at him with surprise, her brow furrowing. “Nathan knew” she then turned and stared at Elle “And you knew” She looked back at Noah. “And no-one bothered to tell me you’ve been alive all this time!” Elle took a step towards Claire. She knew this could potentially fuck up everything because she hadn’t told Claire sooner. Suddenly Claire was barrelling into her, arms gripped at Elle’s waist and Claire’s body pressed against the older girl. Her first thought was that Claire was attacking her, before she realised it was a hug. She wrapped her arms around the brunette and softly spoke into her ear.
“Hey what’s wrong?” This was not one of the potential outcomes Elle had been prepared for. She’d been prepared for violence, hatred. She thought there was a possibility she’d understand but this wasn’t expected at all. This was so completely unlike Claire, who was stubbornly self sufficient, to throw herself to Elle for comfort. Then again Elle thought wryly, that was the original basis of their relationship, not as complex as it was now but essentially Claire throwing herself at Elle for the comfort of a warm body. Claire took a breath then softly spoke.
“I had no idea he could be alive”
“Claire” Noah spoke tentatively; he was surprised to see the affection between the two girls. He didn’t know how to explain things to his daughter. About his supposed death. He knew a time would come to explain that, right now Noah was more curious about the bond between the two young women in front of him. Claire turned and smiled at Noah, she pulled away from Elle then grabbed for the older girls hand and entwined their fingers.
“I want to show you something Dad, something that will make me and Elle an unstoppable team” She smiled at Elle then raised a hand, sparks of electricity fired off from her finger tips.
Noah’s eyes grew wide he then looked at Elle who was beaming. Obviously the older girl was excited about Claire’s new ability.
“How the hell can you do that” He rubbed his temples. The first thought was that his daughter was devouring brains, but Elle was right there; alive and well.
“There is something between us, some connection that means we can use each others power”
Noah scoffed “I’ve never heard of such a thing.”
Claire frowned “You don’t know of Beverly and Ryan?”
“Who?”
“Elle’s god parents.”
Noah looked at Elle quizzically, he had no idea she had any family left at all. Bob had never mentioned god parents or any relations. Elle was looking at her feet.
“Elle?” Claire looked at her “They were really your god parent’s right?” Claire was confused, the easy relationship Elle had with them explained it all but she was confused as to why Noah had no idea.
“Dad kept them a secret from the company” Elle explained curtly. So much confusion ran through Claire’s mind, why would he keep them a secret yet subject his own daughter to the company. Her confusion was evident on her face, Elle just shrugged in response. She had no idea how her father’s mind or loyalties had worked, her god parents were a secret, their shared powers not to be exploited. Elle was another story and she would never know why Bob felt she didn’t deserve to be hidden like Beverly and Ryan.
“So” Noah looked between the girls “You can really use each others powers?”
“We have a special connection” Elle grins and grips Claire’s hand. Noah feels uneasy about this. Elle wasn’t a particularly stable young woman, this could be an asset on missions but he didn’t really like the idea of her and his beloved daughter, dating? Was that what they were doing? He shook his head and tried not to think too much about that context of their relationship, best to focus on the abilities thing first.
“Well, I’m sure this will be useful” He sits back down at his desk and files through paperwork looking for the file he had put aside for Elle. He finds it and passes it over to the blonde.
“Here, let’s get this out the way, then we should ..” He pauses and looks at the girl’s entwined hands “Discuss this some more”
He needs time to process this, to think about the many implications of his daughter joining his new organisation. The implications of her relationship with Elle and of course their shared powers.
Claire loves the feeling of hot water rush over her body. She loves the smell from the body wash she located. She loves everything about the small cubicle she is in at the moment apart from the fact Elle was currently not there with her. Instead Elle was sitting in the living room of the small one bedroom apartment and munching on Chinese food. They had different priorities once they reached Elle’s place. It was a simple place, a crash pad as opposed to a home. Not too far from head office, close to town. A perfect location for her lifestyle. Elle had quickly ordered in takeaways and although Claire had tried to entice her into a joint shower the older woman wanted her damn food. Claire sighs and rinses out her hair then shuts off the water. She wraps a towel around her body then returns to the living room. Elle is shovelling food from the takeout containers into her mouth as she idly flips through pages of the file Noah had handed them.
“So what’s our assignment” Claire asks, dropping onto the couch next to the blonde and grabbing an egg roll.
“Just go kill some dude” Elle shrugs and Claire frowns. She reaches for the document Elle is looking over. She figures there must be more too it. There is more to the document, her father has laid out in great detail who their target is, best times to reach him. What his power is. But the bottom line is as simple as Elle put it, their job is simply to remove this guy from the face of the earth.
“Are they always like this?” Claire asks.
“Was your last job that different?” Elle counters and Claire is a little taken back by Elle’s defensive response.
“Well no, Pinehearst was all for the killing of people. I just wondered if we would do other things also”
Elle gave her an apologetic half smile “Yea, well sometimes we are asked to protect people, or things. Noah doesn’t give me many of that sort of assignment though.”
Claire smiles at Elle, she knows it’s probably not something that should make her heart flutter, but the simple statement warms her. It is who Elle is, a trained killer. They are bother killers, both good at the job. Claire moves to straddle the older woman and lets her towel drop, her fingers weave into Elle’s hair and she presses her lips against the other woman’s’. Strong arms wrap around her waist and Elle stands up, Claire wraps her legs around her waist as the blonde manoeuvres them to the bedroom. Claire is glad Elle has decided to remove her attention from the food. Elle tosses the naked Claire onto the bed and stares down at her with a predatory smile as she begins to unbutton her shirt. Claire grins back, she loves the smirk in Elle’s eyes, she loves that soon their naked bodies would be pressed against each other. She also loves that tomorrow they will be stalking and killing, together.
Chapter Eight