When Peter watched Gabriel walk away, he turned his head back to Angela who was still standing at the door, “I thought I told you to leave.” He said under his breath, “Peter.....” she started to whisper under his breath, “Stop, whatever lie you are about to say, keep it to yourself, I think visiting hours are over and I need to sleep, just like the nurse said. So goodbye mother.” Peter said, slowly turning away from her in the bed and laying his head on the pillow, “Okay, but I will be back tomorrow Peter.” And then, the room went silent, Peter slowly let his eyes close, as he thought about the playout of the night, truthfully he was lucky to still be alive. An hour had passed, and he was still awake, he turned and looked out at the nurses station, it was empty, this was his perfect opportunity. He slide out of bed, and found himself standing outside the sliding door to Gabriel’s room. He slowly approached the bed, and Slide into it, as Gabriel adjusted he slowly wrapped his arm around him. “I couldn’t sleep.....without you.” He whispered.
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Peter smiled at the man, and slowly let his thumb just gently graze his cheek, “It takes one to know one.” He whispered, “Excuse me....” Peter raised his head and looked at the woman standing in the door way, “Mr. Grey, you have suffered some major injuries, you really should be in bed resting, and same goes for you....Mr. petrelli. I’m going to have to ask you to wrap this up.” Peter nodded and smiled, “Yes ma’am.” And than turned back to Gabriel, “You need to get some rest, my love, and so do I.”
Peter just looked at him, hearing his words and letting a slow smile creep along his lips, “And I love you for that.” He whispered running his finger tips along his cheek, “And I’m ok, we are both ok.” He said. He slowly licked his lips, before pulling on the back of Gabriel’s neck, and pressed his lips against his, “I love you.” He whispered again.
Peter just stared at the man, and slowly smiled, until finally, he stopped. Hearing Gabriel’s voice slowly start to raise Peter slowly placed his hand along his cheek, “Hey....” Peter whispered, “This isn’t your fault. None of this is your fault. Those people, Adam, they haven’t changed one bit. They are still trying to hurt people, to torture them. Any maybe, maybe if you were still doing that, you could take part of the blame. Yet you....” he smiled and slowly got closer, “You have changed my dear.”
“I told you that man was bad for you....” Peter immediately shook his head and pressed his lips together, “Shut up....” he just barely hummed, Angela’s eyes widened as she got closer, attempting to hear him better, “Excuse me?” She asked, “I said shut up, I don’t want to hear you always bringing down the things that make me the most happiness in life, you’ve done that my whole life....” he stopped, “So let me ask you again, where he hell is Gabriel.” and than the door swung open, Peter raised his head seeing the man standing in front of him—well maybe not standing, more like stumbling. “You’re ok.” He whispered, and slowly sat up, yet cringing in pain.
Peter just stared at the man, he could feel his head growing heavy again, and with every blink of an eye, he felt like he was sinking. He felt Gabriel wrap his arms around him, but Gabriel was weak, they were both....weak. And with a quick motion of his feet, they were flying. When Peter opened his eyes they were standing in front of a hospital emergency room entrance. And then all of the sudden Peter was laying on the ground, with Gabriel next to him. “H—Help.” Peter tried to yell, but it felt like nothing even came out. And blackness filled the air again.
2 DAYS LATER.
Peter’s eyes shuttered open, seeing flowers in front of his bed. Their was a dull pain in the back of his head, and his eyes felt...puffy. When he was finally able to open them all the way, he saw his mother standing in front of him, “Well rise and shine.” Peter immediately clenched the blankets on the bed, cringing at her voice, “Gabriel....where’s Gabriel.” He whispered.
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“Anyone else....anyone else besides me, my dear.”
Peter listened to her story sitting back, and rubbing his chin, before laughing a bit. “I’m sorry that isn’t funny...at all. But sibling rivalry....it’s a real doozy.” He pressed his lips together and slowly smiled at her, “But I can already tell I like this person you are more than I would if you were human.” Peter than stood up realizing she had finished her drink, “Would you like more?” He offered, “So, tell me more about yourself?”
Peter slightly smiled at his choice, it was the right one. Peter nodded, “I’m sorry for the pain I will be giving you, but I assure you, you will do much worse than what I am doing.” Peter slowly took a deep breath, before closing his eyes and beginning to inflict the pain. It was the telekinesis he had stole from Gabriel, all he had to do was close his eyes and barely move a muscle and the victims head was throbbing.
“We are stronger together than we are apart.”—(following back.)
