658 Years (Fic, Peter/Claire)

Title: 658 Years
Author: summer_cities
Rating: K
Pairing: Peter/Claire
Spoilers: None. If you've seen the show, you're good.
Summary: Claire remembers a man she knew a lifetime ago.


March 6, 2648
 
I saw this man who seemed so familiar. It was as if I'd known him in a past life. If reincarnation does exist, which I'm beginning to believe in more and more, then it is completely possible that I knew him in one of his past lives. Not one of mine though. I think that's highly unlikely.
 
You see, I'm 658 years old.
 
I used to round it off to about six hundred. I really couldn't remember to the year how old I was until I stopped and did the math. The truth of the matter is that when you still look like you're sixteen but you're actually one hundred and sixteen you kinda stop counting. Not that I discuss my age too frequently with anyone. In the last six and a half centuries, I've met my fair share of "special" people, but none who could live forever the way I could.
 
Forever. Forever is a long time when you have to spend it alone.
 
I have a library of journals I've kept; books and books that I've written pages and pages in all about my life and my adventures -- the indestructible cheerleader on her quest to save the world, one bad guy at a time. The adventures became less exciting once I was going on them alone. I try to remember their faces -- the old gang. Matt, Niki, Mohinder, Hiro, Molly, Micah, Nathan, Peter.
 
Nathan. Peter.
 
Nathan died so long ago, I can barely remember why, or where, or how. But I remember the look on Peter's face, and the sound of his voice while he cried.
 
Peter. Lord knows what's happened to Peter, or if he's even still alive. I haven't seen him for about 300 years, give or take. He hunted me down for some mission; we needed to save the world again. I regret not telling him how safe I felt knowing that I wasn't the only one still left. The truth is we barely spoke. And then we parted ways, never to hear from each other again. That was sometime in the 2330's I think.
 
Today is March 6, 2648, and I don't look a day older than I did the day he saved me in the halls of Union Wells High School. Peter Petrelli, my hero.
 
They've long since torn that building down, built a new secondary school in its place, torn that down and put another school up. But the field’s still there, although they've replaced the stadium structure and the seating. Things change in six centuries.
 
Peter looked older though. He looked worn. There were lines around his eyes and mouth, and his hair had dulled from jet black to a more subdued, greyer color.  I think the world had dragged him down. I think he was tired of watching people make the same mistakes over and over again. He told me he finally understood why God sent the flood. He said he couldn’t wait for the next one.
 
Noah. Dad. I think I miss him more than most. He had his share of secrets, but he knew me better than anyone. He would have done anything to protect me, and he did. He really did. His death hit me hard. I remember where I was, and why, and how it all went down that day. And I remember Peter holding me in his arms as I screamed. I’ve had my share of lonely moments, but when I lost Dad I knew that a part of me would always be alone.
 
I saw a man who I swear I knew in a past life; probably one of his though, not one of mine. He had black hair and brown eyes and his mouth was slightly crooked and he looked just like the friend uncle lover hero I’d lost all those decades ago.
 
Then I blinked, and he was gone.

Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls? (Fic, Peter/Claire)

 Title: Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls?
Rating: K+
Author: summer_cities aka sarahliz1624
Summary: Taken from a Myspace bulletin I received titled "Why do guys fall in love with girls?" This is reason #4.

4. How easily they fit into our arms.
Peter dropped his coat onto the floor and kicked off his shoes before glancing into the living room just in time to see Claire flop down face first onto the couch. He chuckled to himself. It had been one of those days. Nathan was being a pain in the ass (as usual) about his campaign, and wanted Claire to go away until the election was over. Go to Paris with her grandmother for a week, if not longer.
Peter couldn’t let her go. He needed her there, he needed her help. For better or worse, she was the only one he trusted. She was his other half, the person who was supposed to help him solve this mystery and save the world. He rubbed his eyes and sighed. Before any world saving could be accomplished, they both needed a shower and some food.
“Claire, are you as hungry as I am?” he called from the kitchen, searching the cabinets. He didn’t think they could get much barer, but anything was possible. After a moment more of searching he realized she hadn’t answered. “Claire?” he called again. Still nothing.
Peter panicked. Rushing though the apartment in search of his niece he finally found her in the bathroom, door slightly ajar and shower water running, sitting on the edge of the sink with her feet on the toilet. “Jeez, Claire, you scared me. What’re you doing in here?”
Claire brushed the tears back from her face quickly. “Nothing. I’m sorry. I came in here so I wouldn’t worry you. Everything’s just really messed up right now.”
“I know.” Claire stood up suddenly, slipping her arms around Peter’s middle and easily fitting into a warm embrace, cuddling her face into his chest. It was as if Claire Bennet had been made to belong in his arms.
Peter wasn’t sure about her, but he certainly felt a whole lot better.

30 Forbidden Fruits

01.Bitter02.Sweet03.Love04.Hate05.Black
06.White07.Forever08.Never09.Past.10.Memory
11.Forget12.Remember13.Hidden14.Dark15.Unknown
16.Amuse17.Fear18.Escape19.Watch20.Afar
21.Wait22.Happy23.Numb24.Lonely25.Forbidden
26.Taste27.Touch28.Want29.Need30.Close

  30_forbidden

100 Prompts

100_prompts
001.Immortal 002.Sway 003.Sticks and Stones 004.Museum 005.Practical
006.Over 007.Speak 008.White noise 009.Snow storm 010.Present
011.Quitting 012.Paint 013.Freak out 014.Home alone 015.Haunted
016.Moonlight 017.Front 018.Queue 019.Bus 020.Stare
021.Massage 022.Wine 023.Searching 024.Toxic 025.Forget
026.Stripped 027.Cheating 028.Online 029.Climbing 030.Speed
031.Eating out 032.Admire 033.Thrilled 034.Shadow 035.Coming home
036.Anywhere 037.Lonely road 038.Electrify 039.Coffee break 040.Chained
041.Watermelon 042.Paper 043.Endangered 044.Fragrant 045.Wasted
046.Sheltered 047.Nosebleed 048.Cuddle 049.Fireplace 050.Played for a fool
051.Fireflies 052.Pills 053.Endless night 054.Crawl 055.Invisible
056.Wealth 057.Power 058.Desolate 059.Tissues 060.Varnish
061.Careful 062.Dirty 063.Circus 064.Engagement 065.Junction
066.Barren 067.Lipstick 068.Shirt 069.Shortbread 070.Groceries
071.Speakers 072.Under the influence 073.Odd socks 074.Spatula 075.Watching
076.Sweat 077.Closer 078.Turning point 079.Mercy 080.Under pressure
081.News 082.Candy 083.Rain 084.Whistle 085.Needful things
086.Lawyers 087.Park bench 088.Locked 089.Tongue-tied 090.Marzipan
091.Butterflies 092.Winners and Losers 093.Abducted 094.Plugged 095.Carefree
096.Writer's Choice 097.Writer's Choice 098.Writer's Choice 099.Writer's Choice 100.Writer's Choice

50 Smutlets Prompt Table

50_smutlets
001. Day002. Night003. Love004. Lust005. Rough
006. Gentle007. Beach008. School009. Cemetery010. Woods
011. Bathroom012. Bedroom013. Kitchen014. Submissive015. Flying
016. Magic017. Costumes018. Paddle019. Restraints020. Leather
021. Banana022. Whipped Cream023. Oral024. Voyeurism025. Erotica
026. On Camera027. Sight028. Sound029. Touch030. Taste
031. Feel032. Fingers033. Lips034. Biting035. Phone
036. Computer037. Fantasy038. Shower039. Washing040. Swimming
041. Spanking042. Music043. Toys044. In Drag045. Thigh Highs
046. Massage Oil047. Silk Sheets048. Chocolate049. Candles050. Writer's Choice

Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls? (Fic, Peter/Claire)

Title: Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls?
Rating: K+
Author: summer_cities aka sarahliz1624
Summary: Taken from a Myspace bulletin I received titled "Why do guys fall in love with girls?" This is reason #3.

3. How cute they look when they sleep.
Peter was walking down the hallway of the mansion when he first heard it. He stopped for a moment and tried to identify the sound. Yes, that was definitely snoring. He approached the door to the parlor and leaned his head against the dark wood. It wasn’t a loud snore, more like the soft hum of a humidifier, but noticeable all the same. Turning the knob slowly, so as not to wake whoever was sleeping, he pushed the door open gently.
It couldn’t have been his mother; she wouldn’t have been caught dead sleeping anywhere but her own room with the door shut. Nathan snored, Peter knew, but it was a deep, manly snore, not this dainty sniffle. The boys were both upstairs in bed; Peter had said goodnight to them himself. It must have been Heidi, he reasoned, peeking his head into the dimly lit room. The television was whirring softly, giving the walls a soft blue glow. He took two steps into the room before his eyes fell on the source of the noise.
Claire Bennet lay on the sofa, her legs curled up in front of her and her hands folded under her head, sound asleep, snoring quietly.
Peter’s face immediately broke into a smile. He approached the couch carefully, not wanting to disturb her. He pulled the blanket from the back of the chair and laid it gingerly over her tiny frame. Brushing a stray strand of hair back from her face he stared down at her. “Sweet dreams.” he whispered, gazing for just another moment before turning his back and heading for the door. He had just flipped the television off when he thought he heard her speak. Her voice was so soft he was sure that he might have imagined it.
“Sweet dreams, Peter.”
He could never be certain if she’d actually said it or not. The only thing he was sure of was that when he closed the door behind him, she wasn’t snoring anymore. 

A/N: Apparently you guys like these, so I'm gonna do all 25 of them! Yay! Please R&R, it keeps my spirit afloat!!!

Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls? (Fic, Peter/Claire)

 
Title: Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls?
Rating: K+
Author: summer_cities aka sarahliz1624
Summary: Taken from a Myspace bulletin I received titled "Why do guys fall in love with girls?" This is reason #2.

Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls?

2. Their head always finds the right spot on our shoulders.
Although he’d never admit it to anyone, Peter was scared. The events of the last few months had put a lot of strain on him. Between his brother’s campaign, his “suicide attempt”, and trying to save the world, there hadn’t been a lot of down time. People were counting on him, expecting him to fix everything. All he really wanted was to crawl into bed and sleep for a year or two. At least Claire was there with him, he thought. He wasn’t completely alone.
Peter and Claire sat side by side at the rental dealership. The lady behind the counter told them to take a seat; that she would be with them in a moment, so they sat. Peter allowed his eyes to flutter shut for a moment while they waited. No more than thirty seconds had gone by when he felt a light pressure on his arm. He opened his eyes to find a blonde head of hair had found its way to his shoulder and was now resting peacefully. Peter smiled and set his chin on her head, breathing her in.
‘At least I’ll have onegood memory from today.’

Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls? (Fic, Peter/Claire)

Title: Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls?
Rating: K+
Author: summer_cities aka sarahliz1624
Summary: Taken from a Myspace bulletin I received titled "Why do guys fall in love with girls?" This is reason #1.

Why Do Guys Fall In Love With Girls?

1. Girls always smell good, even if it is just shampoo.
Claire Bennet was beautiful. If there was one thing that Peter Petrelli was sure of, it was that. She was gorgeous; the sort of girl that every boy dreamed would one day glance in his direction. Her golden blonde locks fell perfectly to her shoulders, framing her face in a way that made her entire being glow. And when she smiled; forget about it. There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that Claire was gorgeous, least of all Peter’s.
But the one thing Peter always seemed to remember most about Claire was her smell. Women always smelled great, sure, but Claire had a perfect mixture of vanilla and ginger combined with a natural scent that was unique to her. And he had to admit, it drove him crazy. He noticed it for the first time the night they met. When she bumped into him in front of the trophy case the scent had overwhelmed him, not that it was too strong, just that it was distinctive and enticing and so uniquely her that he couldn’t resist taking it in for as long as possible.
And now, sitting in the car next to her driving away from New York he could smell it again. Her. And although he should have been thinking about life and death and the fate of the earth and Sylar and anything else in the world, all he could think about was how wonderful the teenager next to him smelled and how badly he wanted that smell in his life for forever. It smelled like home.
If they ever made it back to the mansion, he would have to remember to check what kind of shampoo she used, because damn that girl smelled good.
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I Expect All of My Friends To Do This...

Stolen from the very lovely freetheelves2

Do this now!!!


1. I have made a list of 15 characters, which I am keeping to myself for the moment.

2. I ask you, dear flist, to post questions in the comments. Crazy questions. Whatever you like. For example: "4, 6, 12 & 15 are starting a band together, what is their name and what kind of music do they play? Also, who's the lead singer, and what instruments do the others play?"

3. After you ask enough questions, I will round them up and answer them using the 15 characters I selected beforehand, and then post them.

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