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WHO: Noah and Claire Bennet.
WHAT: Father/daughter time.
WHEN: Yesterday evening.
WHERE: Claire's apartment.
RATING: G.
STATUS: Complete.

Noah put spaghetti onto two plates and carried them over to the table. He wasn't the greatest cook in the world by any stretch of the imagination, but he could manage this. He'd made it for more than one dinner with Claire since they'd arrived here and, while it wasn't Sandra's cooking, it was better than failing and opting for takeout. And it was getting to the point where he could think about Sandra and not feel a stab of guilt and pain, so clearly something was going right in his life. Actually, he knew exactly what was going right in his life. Parker. And the work they were doing. And not having to lie to his daughter...which was ironic, because his work now was slightly more illegal than working for the Company had been.

"So, Claire," he said casually, "how are things with Priestly?" He liked Priestly well enough, and was glad that his daughter's boyfriend respected his desire to have an evening alone with her every so often, to catch up on their lives. Dinner and old movies, just like before all this mess. And he didn't mean Colligo so much as the Company and Claire's ability and all of that. Tonight was 'Meet Me in St. Louis'. He went over to the fridge and got chocolate milk for Claire, and water for himself. "So," he said after a moment, handing her the glass of chocolate milk, "I'm dating Parker."

And he probably could have given that a better lead up.