Peter Petrelli

So, what on earth does one get for the man who has everything?

It would be so easy to take a quick peek here or there, see if there's something Adam wants but just hasn't asked for because either he hasn't consciously thought of it, or just doesn't want to bother anyone about it. Except that he's promised himself -- and Adam -- he won't pry. So he doesn't.

And therefore he has no clue what to get his husband for his birthday.

Again.

It's getting to be a little embarrassing...

But at least he knows where to start. Those cooking lessons they took together definitely come in handy -- he brings Adam a fancy crepe breakfast in bed.

After listening carefully and determining that Adam is still mostly asleep, he sets up the breakfast on a small table next to the bed as quietly as possible, then snuggles back in next to his husband and whispers in his ear, "Happy Birthday, love."

He stopped by the restaurant and picked up dinner for both of them, getting Nathan's favourite dinner and a penne marinara with spicy sausage for himself. While he waited, he worried about how Nathan would take the various things he had to tell him. When he thought about everything that had happened since the last time they were really together it was nearly overwhelming. Him being with Adam, Sylar being their brother, and oh god, everything that had happened to him in that awful future. Not to mention everything he'd done there...

How on earth was he going to tell Nathan about all of that? But he had to -- he couldn't hide things from his brother, and Nathan needed to know what was going on.

He paid for their dinner, then took the bag of take-out boxes and headed down to a side alley. Once he was sure no one could see him, he faded from sight, then teleported into Nathan's living room and let himself become visible. "Delivery for Mr. Petrelli..."

Peter was concerned about what Adam had told him about Mohinder's experiments, and also about the quickly dropped side comment about things the Company had obviously been working on in the past. From what he had seen in the future that research had to be stopped -- or at least carefully protected -- or things would go so very wrong.

But that wasn't the issue at the moment. Mohinder was a decent man, and he was struggling with something Peter had gained an all-too-intimate understanding of recently. This was the least he could do to help, keeping an eye on the man so he didn't hurt anyone if he lost control. Adam was right -- he was perfectly suited to do so, between his telepathy and empathy he could sense if Mohinder was starting to lose control, and with his strength, telekinesis, and ability to stop time, he could stop the man before anything terrible happened.

He figured that most of the time Mohinder would actually be working on research and that he'd have to keep himself entertained, so he packed some recent nursing articles he needed to read, and the novel he was in the middle of. He wrote a quick note to Adam ("I have my cell, in case you need me for anything. Love, Peter"), then on impulse stuffed his sketchbook and pencils into his messenger bag along with everything else. He checked to make sure his phone was charged, although he suspected he could do that himself these days, then decided it was time to go.

Not wanting to startle Mohinder and start the day off badly, he teleported to the door of the loft that had been Isaac's studio and was now Mohinder's lab, and knocked.