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Crash And Burn And Then Some by Troll Princess (PG)
Fandom: HEROES
Pairing: none
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
trollprincess
Author Website: where the action is
Why this must be read:
It shows one way that Nathan Petrelli could have met Claire, had things gone differently. Nathan sparkles with ambiguity, but there's a moment of sweetness and wonder at the end that made me very happy.
Nathan watches her go before heading for his office, loosening his tie as he walks past the exterminator. The guy in question -- tall, beefy, and stoic, just like Nathan had expected from the start -- takes it as a signal to tighten the knot of his own tie, shutting off the device in his hands when he’s done.
“You’re clear, sir.”
Nathan nods, breathing a little easier. He hadn’t expected them to go to the trouble of bugging his damn house, but he hadn’t been about to take that chance.
The FBI agent heads off to retrieve his things as Nathan walks into his office, shutting the door behind him. The doors may be shut but the windows are still wide open, letting in the honks and rumbles of the traffic below and the faint breeze from outside and the clear pristine sight of the cloudless sky. It’s stupid that that’s all it takes to make Nathan feel that much better, he thinks, but then it isn’t, not really, not at all.
Crash and Burn and Then Some
Pairing: none
Author on LJ:
trollprincessAuthor Website: where the action is
Why this must be read:
It shows one way that Nathan Petrelli could have met Claire, had things gone differently. Nathan sparkles with ambiguity, but there's a moment of sweetness and wonder at the end that made me very happy.
Nathan watches her go before heading for his office, loosening his tie as he walks past the exterminator. The guy in question -- tall, beefy, and stoic, just like Nathan had expected from the start -- takes it as a signal to tighten the knot of his own tie, shutting off the device in his hands when he’s done.
“You’re clear, sir.”
Nathan nods, breathing a little easier. He hadn’t expected them to go to the trouble of bugging his damn house, but he hadn’t been about to take that chance.
The FBI agent heads off to retrieve his things as Nathan walks into his office, shutting the door behind him. The doors may be shut but the windows are still wide open, letting in the honks and rumbles of the traffic below and the faint breeze from outside and the clear pristine sight of the cloudless sky. It’s stupid that that’s all it takes to make Nathan feel that much better, he thinks, but then it isn’t, not really, not at all.
Crash and Burn and Then Some