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Masks That Hide Us (14/?)

August 4th, 2007 (07:21 pm)

Title: Masks That Hide Us
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Author: lifeisnotragedy
Chapters 14/?
Pairing: Peter/Claire (mentions of Claire/Andy and Peter/Niki but just for a while)
Spoilers: Season I finale (but specially Five Years Gone)
Warnings: None I can think of
Short Summary: What if New York didn’t blow up…but things turned out almost exactly as in Five Years Gone? Peter is a broken soul – believing he killed Claire. Claire is alive but running from her true identity to get away from the memories of Peter – who she believes is dead. AU (find out inside why)
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything…except maybe this computer I’m writing on…
Beta: bewareofgirl
Authors note: Thanks to kissedtragedy (Gina) for the banner. Let me know what you guys think… Big welcome to my new beta – a wonderful girlie who has saved me from my horrible spelling…hehe! (Just let me know if I can credit you as that!) Xposted at paire_love and heroes_fic.
Previous chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13

Masks that hide us

Chapter 14

Peter moved some clothes telekinetically into a bag, not really paying any attention to what he was doing, as he stared down at the pieces of paper in front of him. He felt absolutely disgusted with the way he had treated Claire earlier that day, while still being in complete shock about the baby. He didn’t say anything about it – chose to skate around the topic like a madman on ice – until he found himself there. Peter read it in Claire’s mind – her worries that he was upset about the baby – but he couldn’t work up the strength to tell her that that wasn’t the case. Every single time he looked at her he saw the image of Sylar slicing her stomach and it made him look away in mere seconds.

Peter knew he had to move quickly; the sun was rising and pretty soon Claire would too. So Peter did the only thing he could think of doing that would help to ease the pain…he wrote her a letter.


Words can’t describe how sorry I am about reacting this way. I need you to
know that this baby is a wonderful gift and that I’m truly happy and blessed
to be able to say that you are carrying my child. I'm sorry that it didn’t seem
that way.

My mind is in another place; you probably saw that. But I can’t help but
feel my dream is real and that Sylar’s alive.

So please understand my reason for doing this – for going after him. Now that
you are pregnant, I need to protect you from him, even more than before. If
Sylar is out there and he’s coming after you, then I need to stop him in
his tracks.

I won’t let anything bad happen to you or our baby.

I promise that.

I know it’s cowardly for me to leave at night but I’m terrified that if I wait till morning you will talk me out of it – and I need to go. Not just for my own sake or yours. But for our baby's as well.

Please don’t be mad at me, Claire.

Just know I love you with all my might.

Peter frowned as he finished the first page and quickly grabbed the next
one…scribbling his last words.

When you wake up I’ll be gone and I’m asking you with every breath in my
body not to follow or try to find me Claire. I need to do this…

Call Claude if you need any help.

I’m really sorry for doing this now…

Remember that I love you…


He placed the letter on his table and moved away from it – tears brimming
his eyes. Everything was finished. All he had to do was go and find the one
person that could help him. Peter unconsciously moved to Claire and sank down next to her, kissing her forehead and slowly letting his hand travel over her

“I love you, sweetheart.”

And without another word, he had vanished into thin air.


Claire awoke to the chirping of birds outside the window. She stood, walked
over to the window and as it was her habit – opened it to let the cold win
flow through the room.

It flowed all the way over to where the letter lay – swooping up the first
page and letting it drift until it landed under a very low seat – precisely
where you couldn’t see it.

So when Claire realized Peter and some of his stuff were gone – she only
found one paper, one paper that completely proved her thoughts of Peter
being upset by the baby, one paper saying:

When you wake up I’ll be gone and I’m asking you with every breath in my
body not to follow or try to find me Claire. I need to do this.

Call Claude if you need any help.

I’m really sorry for doing this now. Remember that I love you.


Oh, how the world crashes around you.


Posted by: Elisabeth (dragonydreams)
Posted at: August 5th, 2007 02:10 am (UTC)

Oh no! Claire didn't get the important part of the letter. It was such a beautiful letter too.

Posted by: lydia (iamlillykane)
Posted at: August 5th, 2007 05:07 am (UTC)
noah bennet is a paire shipper


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