Thinking Something's Wrong

A/N: Hello, everyone! This is the sequel to Thinking Nothing's Wrong. I hope you like this! Please review and tell me what you think. Thank you. :]

Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes. :]

Chapter One

Angela Petrelli walks into her office to find Noah Bennet and the Haitian already in there. Noah's face had a concern look to it. The Haitian, who was looking out the window, seemed like he could careless that he was there. He never showed emotion. Angela walks around her desk and sits down.

"What is it, Mr. Bennet?" Angela says, irritable. "You pulled me out of an important meeting."

All Noah does is nod at her desk. Angela looks down to see a manila folder sitting there. She snaps it open to find crime scene photos. She picks up some of them. They were all gruesome.

"What is this?" She exclaims. Her mouth drops open when she takes a closer look at them. All the pictures were similar. People were lying down in puddles of blood with the tops of their heads missing. The brain was missing. There was just a massive hole. Angela feels her stomach churning. In some of the photographs, she could see their brain in pieces next to them. In others, their brain was nowhere to be found.

"My, god," Angela whispers. Not being able to stand the sight of these horrific photographs anymore, she slams the folder closed.

"Why are you showing these to me Noah?" Angela asks him quietly.

"I just figured you would like to know what our friend, Sylar, was up to," Noah replies. Angela's face whitens.

"Sy- Sylar?" She stammers. Noah sighs and sits down in the chair in front of her desk. He leans forward a bit, resting his arms on his thighs.

"Have you forgotten already, Mrs. Petrelli?" Noah says, exasperated. "In case you haven't noticed, we have a mass murderer on the run, which is targeting certain people." Angela shakes her head, but Noah continues.

"You know, the one YOU created? The one YOU SET LOOSE!"

"ENOUGH!" Angela screams. Noah lifts an eyebrow at her and leans back in his chair. The Haitian had turned to look at her. She sighs and closes her eyes.

"Do you have any news on where he is, Noah?" She asks, calmly. She opens her eyes to give Noah a deadly glare. Noah gulps. Angela Petrelli could be a scary woman at times.

"As a matter of fact," Noah replies. "We do. The last killing he has done was in Vermont. We have reasons to believe that he is heading to New York."

"And what makes you think that?" Angela asks somewhat sarcastically.

"Well… uhh…" Noah looks down, feeling a little embarrassed with the bit of news he was about to reveal.

"Spit it out, Bennet!" She yells at him, angrily.

"Somehow he has found out about a person in New York having regenerative powers." Noah looks back up at Angela. She had an unreadable expression on her face.

"And how do you suppose he found out?" She whispers.

"Before he escaped here, he must have gotten a hold of some of the patients' files. He's been targeting specific powers."

Angela doesn't say anything. She purses her lips, thinking hard. After a few moments, she finally says something to Noah.

"Thank you, Mr. Bennet. You may go now. I have a couple of phone calls to make."

"Yes, of course," He says, standing up. "I don't think he recognizes your granddaughter, ma'am. He's just interested in her power."

"Oh, I know what he's interested in, Mr. Bennet," Angela tells him. "I must make sure they never meet."

Noah nods his head. He and the Haitian walks out of the office, closing the door behind them. Angela picks up the phone and dials a number.

XXX

It was a bright sunny afternoon. Claire and Abigail were attending a barbeque at the Petrelli Mansion. They were throwing a party for Peter. He had graduated college and now was a certified male nurse. He had gotten a job at the hospital.

Five years had passed since the death of Gabriel. Abigail was now five years old and was in kindergarten. Claire is still at the Nature Magazine Company. They love her work so much that they had sent some of her work to photography contests on the internet and magazines. She had won most of them.

Claire and Abigail were sitting in their car. Abigail was holding a potato salad that Claire had made. She was staring up at the mansion. Claire looked over at her. Her daughter was such a beautiful girl. She had long wavy dark brown hair and deep brown eyes that had specs of green in them. They were the most gorgeous eyes she had ever seen. Her hair was braided to the side. She was wearing a light green sundress with white flip flops. Claire too had a sundress on; only hers was a white version of Abigail's. She also was wearing white flip flops.

"Well, are you ready to go inside?" Claire asks her. Abigail only shrugs. Claire furrows her eyebrows slightly. "Is everything okay, Abby?"

Abigail turns her head to look at Claire and smiles. "Yes, mommy," she replies.

Abigail was a very smart for just a five year old. She is advanced for her age. She can read and write already. The teacher had suggested putting Abigail in a higher class, but Claire wanted her surrounded by kids her own age. She refused putting her on home school as well, as Heidi suggested. Claire smiles back at her.

"Okay, sweetie," she says. "Let's go inside now."

Claire unbuckles her seatbelt and climbs out of the car. She walks over to Abigail's side and opens her door. Abigail hands her the potato salad then climbs out. They both walk up to the front door. It was exceptionally warm for a fall day. Claire rings the doorbell. She looks down at Abigail and smiles at her. A few moments later, Nathan answers the door.

"Hey!" He says, excitedly.

"Hi, grandpa," Abigail replies, throwing her arms around him. Nathan scoops her up and swings her around. She giggles. He sets her back down.

"How is my favorite granddaughter?" He asks, smiling at her.

"Good!" She answers.

"I hope you brought your bathing suit," Nathan tells her. "Your uncles have been waiting for you to show up all afternoon, so they can throw you in the pool." Claire and Abigail laughs. Abigail then races passed Nathan into the house.

"Hey, no running," Claire calls after her. Nathan chuckles and grabs the bowl out of Claire's arms.

"She's fine," he says. They both walk into the house. Claire follows Nathan who was walking back to the kitchen. She enters and sees Heidi rushing about, getting the hamburgers ready for the barbeque. Claire looks out the sliding glass doors that were next to the stairs. She can see Peter preparing the barbeque. She also sees a couple of Peter's friends and sees her brothers with their friends playing in the pool that was off to the side. She started to panic because she didn't see Abigail. Claire rushed to the door. Peter looks up to see her there.

"Hey, Claire," He says.

"Abigail?" Claire calls out, walking outside.

"She's in here, Claire," Heidi calls after her. Claire turns around and walks swiftly back inside. Abigail had just entered the kitchen. Claire runs to her, giving her a hug.

"I was just changing, mom," Abigail told her. Claire pulls back to look in her face. Abigail smiles at her. "You don't have to worry about me, mommy." Claire laughs. She sees the strap of her bathing suit was twisted. She straightens it out and gives her another hug before pulling back. Abigail runs outside. Heidi walks to Claire and gives her a hug.

"What did you bring, honey?" Nathan asks, taking off the lid of the bowl.

"Potato salad," she tells them, stepping back from Heidi and walking to where Nathan was. He was about to scoop a spoonful of it when Claire slid it out of his grasp. He scowls at her then laughs.

"You'll just have to wait," she informs him. He pouts at her, but she only smiles, sticking her tongue out at him. Claire places the lid back on it then sticks it in the refrigerator. Heidi laughs and walks around the island to hand Nathan the plate of raw hamburgers.

"Here," she says. "You may start these now." Nathan plants a quick kiss on her lips and takes the plate. He then walks outside. Claire follows him.

"Congratulations, Peter," She tells him. Peter gets up from his chair to give Claire a hug. He takes a step back and smiles.

"Thanks!" He replies, enthusiastically. Claire looks behind him at his friends. They smile and wave at her. Peter looks behind him as well.

"Oh, pardon me," Peter laughs. He had a beer in his hand. Claire can tell he had a little to drink.

"That is Emma," he points to a blonde woman. She smiles at her. "This is Matt and his wife, Janis," he explains pointing to a couple. "And that is Mohinder," he points to an Indian man.

"Nice to meet all of you," Claire tells them. Peter walks around the table and sits back down next to Emma. Claire walks to the pool where Adrian, Adam, and Abigail were playing. The three were in the shallow end. There were three other boys in the deeper end of the pool. They were throwing water balls at each other.

"Hi, mommy," Abby yells, excitedly.

"Hey, baby," Claire replies. "Are you having fun?"

"Yup!" She exclaims. Abigail had jumped off the steps, throwing herself at Adam. She had floaters on her arms to help her. She then swam over to Adrian who tossed her in a deeper part. Abigail screams, her head going underwater.

"Be careful!" Claire screams at Adrian. She hears Abigail laughing and spitting out water.

"I'm fine, mommy," Abigail says, laughing.

"Sorry, Claire," Adrian tells her, sheepishly. Claire lets out a breath.

"You just be careful with your niece, boys," She scolds them. They both smile.

"Yes, ma'am," they say together. She rolls her eyes, leans down where she is closer to the water, and splashes them.

"Don't call me ma'am," she laughs. Adrian swims over to Abigail and brings her back to the steps. Claire stands up and walks back into the house. Heidi was putting more chips in a bowl.

"Do you need any help, mom?" she asks her. Heidi throws away the now empty Cheeto bag and walks to the refrigerator.

"Yeah, you can start taking the lids off these and set spoons in them," Heidi tells her daughter. Claire walks over to her and grabs bowls, setting them on the island and taking lids off them. She can hear Nathan yelling at the kids to get out of the pool and start drying off. He then steps inside and sets the plate of steaming burgers on the counter next to the stove.

"Is there anymore you want me to cook, Heidi?" He asks. Heidi hands the last bowl to Claire.

"No, I think that should be enough. That is two whole packs," she tells him. Heidi walks to the drawers, taking out a handful of large spoons. She places one in each bowl. There was a potato, macaroni, and fruit salad. There was also an Indian dish.

"Everyone brought something," Heidi says. "I didn't have to cook much." She giggles. Claire smiles at her. She walks to the door.

"Food is ready," she tells everyone. The kids coming running in first; Peter and his friends get up and follow. Claire walks back inside. She grabs a plate for Abigail.

"Abby, why don't you go back outside?" Claire tells her. "I'll get your food for you." Abby smiles and runs back outside,

"Okay, mom," she says.

XXX

A few hours later, Claire, Peter, his friends, Heidi and Nathan were sitting around the table outside. It was dark out now. Adrian, Adam, and Abigail were inside watching a movie. All the other kids had gone home.

Peter was telling all of them how he and Emma met. Heidi had informed her earlier that they were dating. Claire sat there not really paying attention. She was sipping on a wine cooler. They all hear the phone ringing in the house. Nathan stands up and walks inside. Claire finishes her drink and stands up as well.

"I'm going to get going now," she tells the group. "It's starting to get late. It's almost Abby's bedtime." Heidi stands up and walks over to her daughter, giving her a large hug.

"I'll call tomorrow about that shopping trip," Heidi says, pulling back.

"Okay, mom," Claire replies. Heidi walks back to her seat and sits down. "It was nice meeting all of you."

They all smiled and replied with yeahs and you toos. Peter stands up and hugs Claire as well then sits back.

"Congratulations again, Peter," She tells him. "I'll have Abby come out here to say goodbye."

Claire turns and walks into the house. She walks down to the living room. Abigail, Adam and Adrian were watching a movie. All three looked at her when she appeared in the doorway.

"We're leaving, Abby. Go tell grandma goodbye," Claire says. Abigail pouts.

"But, mom, I want to finish this first," Abigail protests.

"Mommy is tired, baby," Claire tells her with a sad smile. "Tell your uncles bye." Abigail sighs and stands up, hugging both boys. They hug her back and stand up as well. Abigail runs out of the living room. Claire watches as she runs down to the kitchen. She turns back at her brothers. They were both getting older, turning 14 soon. They were also taller than her now. She sometimes forgot that they were teenagers now. She smiles at them.

"Thank you, guys, for keeping Abby busy today," She says to them.

"No problem," Adam replies. He hugs Claire.

"Yeah, we love that kid," Adrian answers. She hugs him too. He turns off the television and the two of them head up stairs. Claire turns in their direction.

"Hey, have you seen dad?" She calls after them. "I want to tell him that we are leaving."

"I think he went into the office," Adam calls back without stopping.

Claire goes up the stairs as well. She walks down the hall to the office. The door was ajar. She was about to knock when she heard something that made her freeze.

"Sylar is after Claire?" Nathan yells angrily into the phone. Claire's jaw drops and her eyes widen. Her heart starts pounding. She takes a step closer to the door. She can hear Angela on the other end. Her eyes narrow.

"Yes, Nathan," Angela replies calmly. "You need to get Claire out of New York as secretly as you can. She cannot see him."
"Well, of course not!" Nathan snaps. "He'll take her fucking brain out!"

"You mustn't tell Claire either, Nathan," Angela continues.

"Why?" He asks.

"Mom?"

Claire can hear Abigail calling for her. She can now hear her running up the stairs.

"Mommy?"

Nathan must have heard her too because just then he opened the door.

"Claire," He says. "I have to go." He says into the phone and hangs up right away. Claire quickly covers up her emotion and clears her throat.

"I just wanted to tell you that we are leaving," Claire tells him. "I'm down here, baby." She calls for Abigail. Abigail comes running down the hall and throws herself at Nathan.

"Oh," Nathan playfully groans. He picks her up, giving her a huge hug. Abigail kisses both his cheeks. He sets her back down and gives Claire a hug.

"Bye bye grandpa," Abigail says as she runs back down the hall.

"Be careful on those stairs, Abby!" Claire calls after her. She gives Nathan a small smile. The turmoil building up inside her was too strong. "Night, Dad."

"Good night, sweetheart," he replies.

She walks down the hall then down the stairs. She grabs Abigail's hand and the both of them walk out of the house to their car.