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[Heroes] Fear (Claire/Peter)

Title: Fear
Fandom: Heroes
Characters: Claire Bennet, Peter Petrelli
Rating: PG 13
Word Count: 579 W
Notes : fanfiction written for Mad Tea Party, organized by fanfic_italia . To my knowledge went to herm_weasley , fortunately I did not betare you, honey.

E 'focus at the beginning of the third series, but I do not know if you can' think its spoiler. Happy reading ♥

Fear

I always liked the feeling of the blood in his mouth. Did you enjoy it and always liked to play with the language. A mixture of blood and saliva.

And you always found it ridiculously stupid that your pathetic obsession. However, at a time like this, your lip swollen and red blood flowing, do not make any effect.

Aware that exact moment in which your teeth will stop martyr, this will return instantly perfect as it always has been.

I'll repeat for the thousandth time, and I sincerely hope that will be the last. For a month now try in every way to convince yourself that it is the best solution. The only. Are you tired of loving without goals. To be submissive to her face that makes rubble inside you like a punch in the stomach and make you suffer in silence.

Foolishly you have realized that for him are nothing but a distant memory. Maybe not even that. That could never see you and look like a woman. But just as that little girl just sixteen, overwhelmed by his adolescent crisis and a past so close to her but that does not belong.

But that Claire no longer exists. Why she would kill or conceived such a thought. Not even when he himself, years before, had you put that weapon in his hand and I had begged him to kill him. And I still remember the feeling of disgust, dry mouth, cold sweat nightmare of becoming a murderer.

surprised when you feel your mouth relax into a slight smile. And once you reassemble. Why in that situation gesture is not appropriate, comparable to a rude gesture or an insult.

In a now customary move caressing her long hair in that day that blacks are linked in a tail that makes you look even more different.

now have become a sort of hiding place and shield, with which you insist on denying the true about yourself. I 'that you buried in a dark corner of your mind and pull out rarely, on rare occasions.

It almost makes you cry.

And then you see him. It melts your heart and fill you feel your chest. It was a feeling that we had missed. Now you begin to feel fear and you close your fingers around the cold steel of the gun and hold strong, as if the only thing to give you courage.

's different Peter. E 'changed.

Your cheeks are wet. Indelible mark that will never go away, after all. But do not you notice, and, with a sigh, looked up.

A nagging feeling grabs his throat and almost choked you afraid to die, when your eyes back on the scar that cuts the face into two.

staggered forward, losing control and you do not stop, with uncertain steps when you approach him to touch her. To caress her face changed with time.

You have blurred vision from the tears continue to fall and you wonder when you realize that the mouth comes out a sound.

Only when you find yourself close to him you let out a sob.

And you cover your lips with trembling hands, dropping the weapon. And that thud, mixed with your hiccups do turn.

It is a moment. His eyes lost in yours, and that look perpetually annoyed that he painted on face, leaves room for surprise.

"Claire ..."