Heroes: Peter and Claire One Shots

Uncle? Lover? Or both?

Claire stood there, motionless, in front of Sylar. Unable to do anything. Unable to move, or even to twitch a single finger.

"Claire, we aren't so different, you know", Sylar started.

"No, we are nothing", she grunted angrily, trying to escape his telekinetic hold on her, "alike".

He sighed heavily, stepping closer. "Oh Claire, you just don't get it, do you?".

"Get what?" She spat at him, pursing her lips in disgust.

He only chuckled, and started again. "I know that your hiding something... Actually -", he smiled darkly. "Your hiding a lot of things".

He took another step closer, Claire's heart pounded in her chest in fear of what he might do to her. "Get the hell away from me!", she screamed at him.

"It's about Peter, isn't it?" He smirked.

"This has nothing to do with Peter!", she snapped.

"Oh I know it has nothing to do with Peter, but... It has everything to do with you". He threw her against the wall with just a move of his hand.

She grunted in pain, as Peter burst through the door. "Let her go!" He shouted. Claire moved her eyes over to meet Peter's, they gazed irresistibly into each other's eyes, but broke away quickly when Sylar burst out laughing. They both looked at him.

"Oh I see what's going on here. You -", he pointed at me. "Love", he slowly moved his finger over to Peter, "him" he laughed, "oh this just keeps getting better and better".

"Of course I love him. Do I have to remind you, he's my uncle" Claire spoke, breathless from trying to move.

"Oh, but you don't love him that way. You've always loved him... How do I put this? Romantically", he said, his eyes landing on me.

"What?" Peter said.

"Excuse me?" Claire spoke, almost at the same time. But Claire knew it was the truth, and she wasn't going to give Sylar what he wanted. A confession.

"Now, Claire -" Sylar began, but wasn't able to finish, because Peter had attacked him. Claire collapsed in a heap on the floor, before she shakily got to her feet to join the fight. But when she looked up, the fight was over before it even started. Sylar had Peter up against the wall by the neck, and Peter was clutching at his big muscular hands, gasping for air.

"NO!", Claire shrieked. Sylar turned to Claire, still holding Peter. "Let him go, please", she whispered.

Sylar tilted his head, then his eyes widened, as an idea hit him. "Ok, if you want me to let him go, then we're going to have to make a deal".

"Fine, whatever you want. Just, don't - don't hurt him", Claire pleaded.

Sylar smiled, evilly, then he moved away from Peter, still holding him in place on the wall with his ability. He moved over to the chalkboard, and parting his lips, he said "kiss him".

Claire bit her lip, but she couldn't say no to that. She couldn't say that she didn't want to. She's wanted this since the beginning, since the first time Claire's and Peter's eyes met in the school hallway.

Slowly, but reluctantly, Claire nodded. Standing up, she made her way across the room to Peter, who was still struggling against the wall. He stopped when he spotted Claire in front of him. "Claire, you don't have to do this. I'm fine, it's ok".

She shook her head. "No Peter, it's not ok. I - I love you Peter". Then she stood on her tip toes and pressed her lips up against his. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and they kissed like that for what seemed like forever.

Claire, we're gonna come up with a plan, ok? I have Matt's ability. Peter's voice rang clear in Claire's head.

Ok. Claire thought, knowing that Peter was reading her mind. They kept kissing, to make it seem like they weren't actually talking to each other in their minds.

Ok, so Nathan's in the building. I'm gonna tell him where we are telepathically. And he may or may not stab Sylar in the back of the head, ok?

Claire smiled against Peter's lips, laughing a little in her head. Ok.

A few minutes later, Sylar, who's been examining Claire and Peter intently and talking endlessly... Was on the floor with a knife through the back of his head. And Nathan was staring at his brother and daughter hitting it off. Claire and Peter didn't stop kissing, even when they knew Nathan was standing there, watching them in disgust. After seeing that, Nathan awkwardly stumbled out of the window and flew away.

Peter wasn't on the wall anymore, now his arms were wrapped around Claire in an embrace. Peter pulled away from Claire, out of breath. When he finally processed what just happened, he pulled Claire towards him again. "I love you too, Claire. And I don't ever wanna let you go again", and with that he kissed her on the cheek, gathering her up into his arms, and flew her to the place where this all started.