Who: Peter Petrelli & Cordelia Chase What: Information sharing Where: Cordelia's room; Hyperion When: Early evening Rating: PG Status: thread ; incomplete
The dead were tended. They needed to stop this before those numbers increased. Peter wasn't sure how much more he could take. He hadn't slept in a month, and the strain of everything was showing; all the emotions he could no longer filter out, not just from the Hyperion, but from the entire city, the deaths, the pain, the fear; losing friends, friends loving loved ones, loved ones losing friends. Allies and enemies - amiable enemies, and hostile allies.
He needed to talk to Cordelia. They had almost all of the pieces. They were just missing the final set. How to find the bastards.
Peter made his way to her room, walking slowly, and knocked at the door. "Cord? It's me."