I sat in Peter's old room, crying. "Why Peter? Why... why... Why couldn't hae had just let me die? Instaead of him, I should be dead. Oh God, I let hiiim die. The only Person I had ever loved is dead. The one persoonto actually care about me. Why? Why did it have to be Peter? Couldn't he have just let me die?" I cried harder. Just then i   felt some one hug me. His touch was tender.

     "If I did, then the most beautiful girl in the world would be dead," someone said. I couldn't recognize the voice over all of my crying.

     "I'm not beautiful."

     "You're the most precious thing to me. I couldn't live without you. I had to protect you. But I'm alive. It was never your fault." Peter.

    "P-Peter!? You're alive?! How?" i cried more. but this time, in relief. Peter held me, tight. I didn't mind though.

    "Claire. She pulled the glass out of the back of my head, and next thing i knew, i was alive. I just knew i needed to tell you. Something really, really important."

     "What, what is it Peter?"

     "I-I love you, Kelley. I've loved you since the minute i laid eyes on you."

     "I've been wanting to tell you that I've loved you for 16 years. But... I thought you loved Simone..."

     "That was just a cover. I couldn't tell you because i wasnt sure about how you felt about me. I thought you just thought of me as your best friend. I had no idea you loved me."

     "How could you not? I've hinted billions of times. You're the only person I have ever loved. And you will stay that way." I found Peter's hand and held it. "I love you"

     "I love you too."Peter was sittiing next to me. I inched closer, and he leaned closer to me. Our lips softly pressed together and I knew it was meant to be. Peter Petrelli loves me.My heart leapt with joy. I stopped crying.

     Peter held me. We were lying on his bed, the two of us. My head was resting on his chest. my eyes slowly closed. I was sleepy. I tried to fight it, but I was too weak and I ended up falling asleep in Peter's arms.