Title / Prompt: 1/08 - Time
Character: Peter Petrelli
Warnings: I am NOT one of those people who hopes he's able to rescue her. If you are, you might want to skip this.
Pairings: implied past Peter/Caitlin
Your character's fandom: Heroes
Word count: 383 per PocketWord
Disclaimer: Not mine -- if they were, Claude and Peter would be shagging invisibly on the rooftop already and the kiss in 2x11 wouldn't have been deleted
Crossposted to licenseartistic
He didn't love Caitlin -- not in a sexual or romantic way, at least. He realized now that everything he'd been feeling for her was what he thought he should
feel when he didn't remember who he was. But she was a friend, and it was his fault she was stuck where -- when -- where
she was stuck...
It was true that he hadn't intended it, but he had abandoned her. She had been terrified, thrust into a world she didn't know and no one should have to deal with, and he had just as suddenly blipped back out of it to their familiar world. He had stranded her in that living hell. The guilt weighed so heavily on him that it could have crushed him if it hadn't been for Adam, and then for Nathan.
He still tried to get to where he'd left her -- still tried to jump back into that nightmare future; made it as far as reaching into it and pulling back one of the papers with the evacuation information on it.
And no further.
He knew why. Deep down inside, he knew that he had condemned her to live the rest of her days in that hell. Just as he was guilty of nearly killing Nathan when he went nuclear, he had stranded Caitlin in a horror movie future. He was already damned, and nothing would be able to change that. Time was apparently hugely flexible, except for one thing.
He had stopped the virus from being released. He had changed the future. His
future. But not hers.
He knew he had condemned her to live in a world that his would no longer become. And that meant it was no longer just a jump through time and space to find her. That meant it would require another coordinate to get to where she was, and his ability didn't do that. Or if it did, it wasn't supposed to, because travelling from one world to another in the vast multiverse of alternates split off from every event or decision could only lead to getting irreversibly lost
As he watched Nathan speak to the police chief and set up the press conference, he wondered if he had been fearing the wrong ability for these past few months...