Thirty First Kisses, #19 – Red

He’d returned home a changed man. It had been a joyful reunion, to be sure, and the moment when Molly flew into his arms had been just as heart-lifting as he’d hoped, but Matt was different. There was a purpose behind his eyes that Mohinder had not seen before.

Thirty First Kisses, #30 – Kiss

(one)

He was just out of surgery, and Molly was plastered to the window waiting for him to wake up. They’d said it could be days. And they would have to wait until Matt woke up and said yes, I want those people to visit me. But they could, at least, watch from outside.

Episodic Tangents: Five Years Gone

When Matt woke up, it was with a jumble of voices close to him. He half-expected the room to be crowded with people, there was so much noise. And it was all so close, like thousands of people were clamoring to whisper in his ear. But the hospital room he found himself in was bare, save a man reading a newspaper and a girl kneeling on the floor, drawing pictures.

Episodic Tangents: Collision

I.

The first time, it actually was a collision.

Nathan Petrelli’s Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very Bad Day

(With apologies to Judith Viorst)

There are many pleasant things to which one can wake in the morning. Birdsong. The voice of a loved one. Sunlight. The smell of pancakes wafting up from below.

Angela Petrelli’s face is not one of those things.