Brotherly Love

[chimeramimicry]

I'm almost too late.  I can feel the surge of air in the room before I even pry open the door.  We're up at the penthouse level, the suites.  It's high enough for the broken windows to suck the doors closed.  I'm breathless when I push my way inside.  I see the scuffle.  I hear Nathan's labored breathing.  I have no idea what I do exactly.

It goes back to a time when I lost Nathan.  I was young when my brother went off to serve his country in the Navy.  We're thirteen years apart.  It's a lifetime, really.  I didn't understand that my brother would not be there to wake up to anymore, or to climb into his bed when the monsters came.

The monsters have come again.  One in particular.  One I'm not strong enough to fight.  And yet, he leaves Nathan to me. Badly wounded, hardly breathing, sure.  But alive.  I can almost feel my knees give out as I scoop him up to my chest.  I should go after Sylar.  But I can't move from Nathan's side.

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[chimeramimic.livejournal.com]

I can't believe I'm thinking this, but I would do anything to go somewhere with Nathan where no one knew us, where we could live on cocktails by the pool and make out in public. Nathan, however, had a widely recognizable face. There's no place we could go, no place we could be safe. And there's still a world to save.

I finish shaving him with an even hand, wiping off the remainder of the shaving cream before I lean down to kiss his mouth and run my fingers through his hair.

I come away with the most remarkable sense of love as he looks at me and I laugh, shaking my head. "You're such a charmer."

[prezstandsalone.livejournal.com]

I laugh too and throw a wink my brother's way Talk about charm, Peter always had my girlfriends falling all over themselves to give him a cuddle even at five years old. "I think you have me beat on the charm front little brother," I say gently switching our places and reaching for the shaving cream.

I smooth it over Peter's chin and reach for a new razor. "Your baby face always drew in the cute ones male or female."

[chimeramimic.livejournal.com]

I might have been with a handful of other people before, but now, I realize that I was simply trying to bide my time. For this. For us. I close my eyes, I trust him. His touching makes me groan in pleasure, simple pleasure. He loves me.

I sigh almost too happily as he finishes my shave, grinning up at him with a laugh. I take the razor from his hands and rinse the blades, cleaning up the area before I turn back around to gaze into his eyes.

His eyes that are like mine.

"What do we do, Nathan?"

[prezstandsalone.livejournal.com]

That is the 64,000 dollar question. My heart wants to run away with Peter and find someplace no on knows us. But there is still Sylar to consider, we can't let that son of a bitch continue to kill people.

"I know what I want to do Peter and I know what we should do. It's just a matter of finding a way of doing both."