Sabrina Gray

Seven

"Stop!" I screamed as I shot up in my bed with sweat and tears streaming down my face.
It's 2 in the morning and I've been having this weird dream.
"Sabrina?" Peter said as he ran into my room frantically.
I just looked up at him with tears streaming down my face. He walked over and sat next to me and I buried my head into his shoulder.
"It's okay" he whispered to me.
We stayed like that me crying as he held me in his arms until I feel asleep.
I woke up that morning with the sun beaming in my face I rolled over and looked at the time.
"8:30am" I whispered to my self.
I sat up and looked around as if I was lost.
"He definitely left after I fell asleep that's for sure" I said as I crawled out of bed.
I slowly got dressed and then sat on my bed and thought about the dream I had that night. I then looked at the clock again and it read 9:00.
"Oh shit Peter is ganna kill me!" I yelled as I got up and ran to the kitchen to grab a banana then I grabbed my bag on the way out.
The dream I had last night was the fifth time I've had it since I seen my dad on tv about a week ago.
I walked down the street kicking rocks. It really was a beautiful winter day in New York City mostly because the sun was out and there was no snow but don't let that fool you the cold still nips you pretty good. I looked down at my phone as I arrived at school and had no alerts about Sylar and no messages for Peter.
"Your fine Sabrina, Peter is just working" I whispered as I walked into the school.
Today was about to be the longest day I have ever spent in this building ever since I started here.
*8hr later*
I turned my work in with the rest of kids in my class for the first time.
I grabbed my stuff and headed to the hospital.
"Hey Sabrina" Max said from his desk as I walked into the emergency room.
I just waved and sat down in a waiting chair.
"Okay well Peter is filling out paperwork" Max said as he went back to work.
I sat back and shut my eyes and the dream I've been having flashed up and was on a loop.
I opened my eyes and took a deep breath before collapsing onto the floor.
*two hours later*
I slowly opened my eyes.
"Where am I?" I whispered still looking at the ceiling.
"The hospital" i heard a voice say.
I slowly looked over and seen Peter standing there.
"Why?" I asked.
"Sab you passed out in the lobby" he said as he moved my hair behind my ears.
"Why?" I asked.
"I don't know Sabrina. Maybe it's because of all the dreams you've been having. I think we need to talk about it I hate seeing you like this" he said.
"Not here Peter" I whispered as I sat up.
He nodded as he returned to his chair that was facing me.
"How long do I need to be here" I said.
" till the morning" Peter said.
"Go home Peter and get some rest." I said sounding like an adult.
"No Sabrina I'm not leaving you alone" he said as he shook his head.
"Peter..." I said as I laid back down and shut my eyes. Before I knew it I was out not even finishing what I was going to say.
*next morning*
I walked with Peter back home after he signed me out neither of us going anywhere but home. I felt weak walking so I grabbed Peters hand that way if I was to start falling he would know immediately.
"It happened you know once before" I said as I looked at Peter.
"The passing out?" He questioned.
I nodded.
"When?" He asked.
"A couple years ago I had a dream of the company coming for my dad and I and I woke up screaming and I passed out in his arms. I woke up later with a bad headache" I said as I looked at the ground.
"Do you have a headache?" He asked as we stopped walking.
He walked and stood in front of me. I nodded slowly as he put his hand under my chin and raising my head.
"We are going to get this figured out I promise" Peter said as he gave me a hug.
He pulled away after a bit and grabbed my hand and we started head for home.
"He's coming for you Peter" I cried as we walked into Peters apartment.
"Who?" He questioned as I felt my face get warm.
"My dad" I said as I wrapped my arms around Peter so I wouldn't fall.
"He won't come" Peter whispered into my ear.
I felt my self shaking and I cried into Peter shirt. I felt my heart racing going faster than I should and my vision already blurred just got blurrier and Peter sensed that I was about to pass out again because he picked me up and sat me on the couch.
"Peter..." I started.
"Sh calm down it's okay" he said as he looked at me.
"I can't breathe" I said as I started hyperventilating.
He ran and grabbed his medical bag and pulled stuff out and started doing what ever it is a paramedic would do I'm not sure what happened because I blacked out.
*hours later*
"Please don't be in a hospital" I said as I slowly open my eyes.
I looked around and I was in my own room.
"Thank god" I said as I slowly sat up with a pounding headache.
I sat my feet on the floor and push my self up. I walked out to the kitchen and sat next to Peter he slowly looked up from the papers he was looking.
"You need to take it easy the next few days" he said as he put his hand on my shoulder.
"As in" I asked.
"First that dream Sabrina what's it about once you tell me I'll have a better idea on how to help you" he said as he lightly squeezed my shoulder.
"I keep dreaming of my dad. He comes in and tries to kill you because you supposedly had a part in my death.. But I run out screaming stop just as he's about to slice open your head." I said as I looked at the floor.
"You don't need to worry about him okay. You and me we are going on a little trip far way from New York" Peter said as I looked up at him.
"What about school?" I asked.
"School isn't important right now. Your mental Heath is" he said as he stood up pulling me up with him.
"Why do you care so much Peter? I mean my dad killed your brother and some of your friends." I said.
"He did and I know that but he believe it or not once saved me and I've saved him once. Besides this isn't about him this is about you your not him and you didn't choose for him to be your father" Peter said as he pulled me into a hug.
"But still how can you not think of him when you look into my eyes?" I said still having my head on his shoulder.
"I see you when you I look into your eyes... He's not apart of you like that" Peter said pulling me back and looking into my eyes.
"How do you know?" I whispered.
"I just do" he said.
I nodded and walked to my room to pack for this trip.

"Peter!" I heard a voice rumble through the apartment.
I froze in my room.
"Sylar what are doing" I heard Peter ask.
"Killing those responsible for my daughters death" my dad yelled.
I heard crashing meaning Peter was now pinned against the wall. Ran out just as my dad was about to slice Peter head open.
"Stop! Stop it now!" I screamed.
"Sabrina?" My dad said as he still held Peter against the wall.
"Let him go!" I yelled as I walked over and push my father.
Peter fell as my father grabbed my wrists.
"What happened to respect?" He said.
"Sylar stop she isn't well" Peter said as he got up from the floor.
"What's that mean?" He said letting go of me.
"Noah has been making her dream dreams that are about you. This very thing that just happened you dreamt it to didn't you" Peter said as he walked over to us.
My dad nodded.
"Noah's coming he has it planned out." Peter said as he ran and grabbed my packed bag.
"What did you mean by she isn't well?" My dad asked now really angry.
"She's weak Sylar very weak. This is what I want you to do take these tickets and go to Paris and wait for me there" he said handing my dad the tickets.
I put my bag on and gave Peter a hug and went back over to my dad and he picked me up so we could fly to the airport.
"Sylar and Sabrina" Benett said as he walked into the apartment.
I looked at Peter then at my dad.
"Get them!" Benett yelled as he they ran toward us.