Who: Angela and Peter Petrelli
Where: Car for now
When: Afternoon
Why: Because they need to talk.
Open: Sure?
Rating: TBD.

Cool and pristine Angela Petrelli sat in her car as her driver drove her to her younger son apartment. She knew what he wanted to speak with her about or she assumed she knew, with Peter sometimes there was no telling.

Setting back in the seat with a sigh as she looked out the window, this was not the life she wanted for her family and she had tried desperately to make them a family again. It hasn’t worked yet, but she hoped, even prayed it would in time.

She pulled her phone out of her purse and with in a few swift movement she text her son to tell him she was near. She knew he would be waiting on her. He was a loyal son and a mama's boy.

She put her phone away as she glanced back out the window. She had hoped this conversation wasn’t about her grandson for now things were going to get more complicated.