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02 December 2007 @ 01:21 pm
 
Finally an update, I know you've beeen craving it!

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Title: Unexpected
Author: lp_slash_queen (me)
Pairing: Sylar/Mohinder
Summary: Sylar saves Mohinder, but why?
Rating: PG-13 (Violence/Language/Rape/Mpreg)



Title: Unexpected

Author: Kinata Rin

Fandom: Heroes

Pairing: Sylar/Mohinder

Rating: PG-13 (Violence/Rape/Language/Romance/Mpreg)

Summary: Sylar saves Mohinder, but why?

Disclaimer: I don't own it! Never will! Wish I did, but I don't!

Author's Note: OMFG! I am deeply sorry about the long gap between this, but read the note and the end and It'll explain it all. For now, Enjoy the update!

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Unexpected
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Chapter 3: The reality of it all

Sylar yawned and opened his eyes. The room was dimly lit with the rising sun outside. Mohinder's head was lying comfortably on his chest. Sylar smiled as he recalled last night’s events. They had kissed. Not only had that, but they both enjoyed it. Sylar let out a sigh and looked over at Mohinder. The Indian looked peaceful in his sleep. Sylar smiled and brushed a loose curly strand from Mohinder's face. He was beautiful, if there were ever a word to describe the geneticist, that was the word. Beautiful.

Mohinder shifted and opened his eyes, looking up at Sylar, he smiled.

"Hey." He whispered softly. Sylar smiled back and kissed his forehead.

"Hey." He replied. Mohinder blushed and moved up to capture Sylar’s lips with his own. Sylar let his eyes close as he moved his hand to the small of Mohinder's back, pulling him closer. The kiss was sweet and precious, like it was the only thing in the world that mattered. As their lips caressed it seemed as if the whole world faded and ceased to exist around them. It was just them.

Sylar sighed and let go of Mohinder as they separated. They sat there for a moment, just staring at one another. Sylar smiled.

"Breakfast?" He questioned with a grin. The geneticist grinned back.

"I thought you'd never ask." Sylar laughed and stood up. Mohinder sat up and began to stand up as well, but Sylar protested.

"No...Stay in bed. I'll fix it." Sylar said. Mohinder smirked and lay back down.

"Oh... breakfast in bed. How thoughtful." He teased. Sylar smiled and blushed.

"Yeah well..." Mohinder was grinning from ear to ear. "Just be quiet and let me cook."

"Ok." The geneticist smiled and lay back all the way as Sylar walked out.


When Sylar returned with the breakfast he was disappointed to find that Mohinder had fallen asleep again. He sighed and sat next to Mohinder.

"So much for breakfast." He said as he turned on the TV and began to eat. He glanced over at Mohinder. A smile caressed his lips as he stared at the geneticist. He looked like an angel, sleeping peacefully. Sylar extended his hand and caressed Mohinder's cheek. Mohinder shifted and opened his eyes. He stared up at Sylar and frowned. Sylar blinked.

"What's wrong?"

"I fell asleep..." He said. "I didn't mean to...I'm really sorry." Sylar smiled and placed his hand on the Indian's face once more.

"Don't worry about it." He said as he caressed Mohinder's cheek softly. "Just eat." Mohinder smiled back and sat up. Sylar just stared at him for a moment as he began to eat. Mohinder looked at him in confusion. Sylar just smiled and turned his attention back to the TV.

~~~

After breakfast, Sylar got up and walked into the living room. Mohinder had fallen back to sleep. Sylar yawned and looked around. He thought to himself for a moment of how much his life had changed in just a week or so. He sighed and glanced over at the drawing sitting on the table. Then it happened. A familiar feeling. A sudden surge of energy. A vision.

He walked over to the table, picked up a pen and sat down. His vision went blank, and then he could see it. The shapes and images just seemed to paint themselves onto the paper as the precognition took over.

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"Sylar... Sylar!"

Sylar shook his head as his eyesight returned to normal. Mohinder stood behind him, a concerned look in his eyes. Sylar turned.

"Are you okay?" The Indian asked. Sylar sighed and nodded a bit.

"Sorry about that...I was..." He trailed off. Mohinder smiled and walked over to him.

"It’s okay ...I know." He replied. Sylar nodded. Then without warning Mohinder kissed him softly. This caused Sylar to blush somewhat. When they parted he smirked.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" Asked Sylar. Mohinder shrugged. Sylar grinned and stood up. His hands moved to caress the geneticist's cheek. Mohinder let his eyes flutter shut as Sylar leaned in to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. Sylar groaned as Mohinder tilted his head slightly to allow better access. They moaned together as their tongues connected. Sylar let his hand drop to Mohinder's hip, pulling him closer, causing him to moan louder. Mohinder wrapped his arms around Sylar's neck and kissed back fiercely, yet gracefully. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. They parted. Mohinder blinked.

"Who knows you're here?" He asked cautiously. Sylar glared at the door.

"No one is suppose to." He said. They looked at each other momentarily. The knock came again. "You answer it." Mohinder nodded as Sylar went into the bedroom. He swallowed hard and opened the door. As he looked out, his eyes widened.

"Peter?" He gasped. Peter looked up in utter surprise and stared back.

"Mohinder?" They stared at each other for a moment. Then Sylar emerged from the room. Peter's eyes turned to him. Sylar sighed.

"Crap..."

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As soon as Peter saw him, the battle had begun. Sylar was slammed against the wall by Peter's telekinesis. Sylar failed to retaliate.

"What the hell are you doing here Sylar?" Peter asked forcefully. Mohinder gasped, recovering from his shock, and stepped between the two. "Mohinder?! What are you doing?"

"Let him go." He said. Peter blinked in disbelief and then looked back at Sylar.

"Are you crazy?" Peter exclaimed. "This man murdered your father and you're telling me to let him go?!"

"Yes I know, but he also saved my life." The geneticist replied. "And I owe him that." Peter blinked. "You wouldn't understand."

"Try me." Peter said. Mohinder sighed, his frustration slowly rising.

"I..." He began. Peter smirked and laughed, glaring hard at Sylar.

"What?" He asked. "Nothing, you don't have a reason!" Mohinder growled. "He's a bad person Mohinder! He wants you to trust him, sp he can trick you!"

"No..." The geneticist glared at Peter. "I do trust him...I believe him ... he's changed." Peter sighed and laughed bitterly. "I was raped!" The empath looked over at Mohinder, his eyes softening. "He saved my life! So if you're gonna try and kill him, then you're gonna have to kill me first!" Mohinder yelled. Sylar stared at Mohinder, amazed at what he'd heard.

"What?" Peter asked. The geneticist glared at him and stepped closer.

"You heard me." He replied in a low voice. "If you want him, you're going to have to kill me." Peter blinked.

"Why do you care so much about him?" Peter asked in a softer voice then before.

"He saved my life and has helped me through this." Mohinder replied. "Please...I can't let you hurt him." Peter stared at Mohinder in disbelief for a moment, and then looked to Sylar. Peter released him. Sylar fell to the ground. The geneticist sighed and ran over to him. "You okay?"

"Yeah." Sylar replied as he rubbed his neck, then he looked up at Mohinder, a sympathetic look in his eyes. "Why'd you do that?" Mohinder smiled.

"Just returning the favor." He said with a hint of sadness in his voice. "I don't think I can do this without you." Sylar blinked and stared at Mohinder. Peter walked up.

"Okay...now can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?"

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Peter blinked and stared at the drawing. He then shook his head a couple of times to let it sink in.

"So...you're telling me...that Mohinder was raped, you had a vision, and now he's..." He paused. "Pregnant?" Peter repeated it to make sure he was hearing it right.

"Yes."

"Okay...this is officially the weirdest thing ever." Peter said as he sat back. "It doesn't seem physically possible...but then again, lots of things seemed impossible to me." Mohinder smiled.

"True." He looked at Peter. "You never used to think it was possible to fly, yet now you can." Peter nodded.

"I hope you don't expect me to start trusting him." Mohinder shook his head.

"No...I'm just asking you to accept the fact I can't do this without him." He replied. Peter nodded.

"Fair." He paused and stared at Sylar. "But if he tries anything, I will kill him." Sylar grinned.

"You make it sound so easy." He said with a smirk. Peter glared at him.

"Okay, enough." Mohinder said to the two. "Let's play nice. Sylar wont do anything bad and Peter you won’t have to hurt him, okay?" Sylar glared at Peter. Peter leered back.

"Fine." They both said. Mohinder nodded and stood up. Sylar looked up.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm hungry." Peter nodded as the geneticist walked into the kitchen. The empath stood up and walked to the door, but not without giving Sylar one last suspicious look. Once peter let, Sylar sighed. He stood up and walked over to Mohinder. He wrapped his arms around the geneticist's waist and kissed his cheek.

"You didn't have to do that." Sylar said as he helped him. Mohinder smiled and turned around in Sylar's arms.

"I told you, I can't do this without you." He replied. Sylar stared at him, and then held him closer. "Will you be here with me?" Sylar paused, and then smiled.

"Yes." Mohinder smiled and held the other tighter. Sylar kissed him on the forehead.

"Thank you."

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FINALLY! -Dies- OMG, it's been, what, like six months since I updated this story. I'm really sorry everyone. My old computer got busted and I had to get a new one. This one is awesome though! So expect updates now. I might go on writer's block, so please gemme some ideas. I need assistance from you brilliant readers! So review and I shall please you with another wonderful chapter!
 
 
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briandjusforever: We are all in the gutterbriandjusforeve on January 6th, 2008 02:01 am (UTC)
Since this isn't what most people would call a 'natural birth'(in every sense of those two words) maybe you could skip the entire nine month process and go straight to the birth (Just an idea) Please don't crucify me :)
(Anonymous) on May 30th, 2009 07:16 pm (UTC)
IDEA
Although your first suggestion is good in just going to the birthing process...I think it cheats the readers out of a relationship story--if you are going to make sure that S&M bond. I can't wait to to see what you decide to do next.