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harpiewritingTitle: Silent Comfort
Fandom: Heroes
Pairings: Niki/D.L., Peter/Niki (intended)
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Character Death.
Summary: D.L. gets killed… who’s there for Niki?
Notes: First Niki/Peter fic.
D.L. was dead. He had been killed by an electric shock that would have only stunned a large elephant.
When Matt came and told her, she felt numb and left the room to go to their – no, her bedroom and sat on the bed. With the door closed and her back to the door, she wept for her husband.
Niki was sniffling and tears still fell from her eyes a few hours later when her bedroom door opened. Some time within the few hours she had been mourning, she had lay down and curled herself in a ball. So she moved her head to see who it was, and almost told the intruder to go away but her mouth wouldn’t work. Not that it would have worked anyway.
Peter wouldn’t have listened to her.
He, as the unofficial official “leader” of the group, would make sure she was all right and wouldn’t make any irrational actions. Even though he tends to make irrational actions without the group’s approval, but then his actions always benefited the group. But before she had been able to control Jessica, he was unable to tell her to do anything – Jessica usually did was she thought best. But since she was in control of Jessica now, she tended to listen to the others when she thought they were right. And while he wasn’t right all the time, he did tend to be right about many things. He closed the door silently and went towards her.
He sat silently next to her on the bed. She felt suddenly all the exhaustion that had been building up for a few days now and all she wanted was to fall asleep but she fought it. He kept silent and without another thought she crawled closer to him and buried her face in his leg. More tears fell as Peter gently ran his fingers in her hair.
She didn’t even know why she was crying anymore.
It wasn’t like she still loved D.L. with all her heart like she thought she once did. No that feeling had been gone for a long time. He just felt like a good friend these past few months, which caused a strain on the psychical department of their relationship. But she tried to hide it – she tried to make it appear again: for Micah’s sake.
Her eyes flew open as she realized she had completely forgotten about Micah and how he would take DL’s death.
“Micah’s going to be fine… Claire’s with him now.” Peter whispered which brought instant calm to her sudden panic about her son.
She stayed silent and after a long while, with Peter still running his fingers through her hair, she fell into a deep sleep.
When Niki woke hours later she felt less exhaustion then she had and also felt relieved when Peter was beside her asleep. She realized he had moved her so her head was resting on her pillow and him right next to her. She smiled briefly and whispered a soft thank you to him.
He was either awake or still sleeping, because in any case, he smiled.
THE END.
Fandom: Heroes
Pairings: Niki/D.L., Peter/Niki (intended)
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Character Death.
Summary: D.L. gets killed… who’s there for Niki?
Notes: First Niki/Peter fic.
D.L. was dead. He had been killed by an electric shock that would have only stunned a large elephant.
When Matt came and told her, she felt numb and left the room to go to their – no, her bedroom and sat on the bed. With the door closed and her back to the door, she wept for her husband.
Niki was sniffling and tears still fell from her eyes a few hours later when her bedroom door opened. Some time within the few hours she had been mourning, she had lay down and curled herself in a ball. So she moved her head to see who it was, and almost told the intruder to go away but her mouth wouldn’t work. Not that it would have worked anyway.
Peter wouldn’t have listened to her.
He, as the unofficial official “leader” of the group, would make sure she was all right and wouldn’t make any irrational actions. Even though he tends to make irrational actions without the group’s approval, but then his actions always benefited the group. But before she had been able to control Jessica, he was unable to tell her to do anything – Jessica usually did was she thought best. But since she was in control of Jessica now, she tended to listen to the others when she thought they were right. And while he wasn’t right all the time, he did tend to be right about many things. He closed the door silently and went towards her.
He sat silently next to her on the bed. She felt suddenly all the exhaustion that had been building up for a few days now and all she wanted was to fall asleep but she fought it. He kept silent and without another thought she crawled closer to him and buried her face in his leg. More tears fell as Peter gently ran his fingers in her hair.
She didn’t even know why she was crying anymore.
It wasn’t like she still loved D.L. with all her heart like she thought she once did. No that feeling had been gone for a long time. He just felt like a good friend these past few months, which caused a strain on the psychical department of their relationship. But she tried to hide it – she tried to make it appear again: for Micah’s sake.
Her eyes flew open as she realized she had completely forgotten about Micah and how he would take DL’s death.
“Micah’s going to be fine… Claire’s with him now.” Peter whispered which brought instant calm to her sudden panic about her son.
She stayed silent and after a long while, with Peter still running his fingers through her hair, she fell into a deep sleep.
When Niki woke hours later she felt less exhaustion then she had and also felt relieved when Peter was beside her asleep. She realized he had moved her so her head was resting on her pillow and him right next to her. She smiled briefly and whispered a soft thank you to him.
He was either awake or still sleeping, because in any case, he smiled.
THE END.
