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Title: The Wrong Brother
Characters/Pairing: Tracy, Peter, Nathan
Rating: PG
Word Count: 440
Spoilers/Notes: Season 3, 3x16. Written for the "Freedom" challenge at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Summary: Tracy realizes it's too late; she's already made the wrong choice.
The Wrong Brother
Tracy knew her calculations were flawed. She hated to admit the error, but she’d been in the business long enough, and she was used to getting her way. She’d manipulated lobbyists, and she’d warmed the beds of high profile men. She studied the expressions on their faces, knew instantly when they were lying, and had seen the strongest of them curl into her arms and sob like a baby.
And in her games, she always stayed a few paces ahead of them.
Yet, Tracy Strauss never counted on a turn from Nathan Petrelli. She’d handled God fearing types before. There was always a pattern with them. Save the world by doing God’s bidding. Save people and become their minister of hope and righteousness through smooth words and miraculous near-death recoveries. Those faith loving politicians wanted a golden staircase to Heaven, and Tracy Strauss would bring them to the first step.
Nathan was good at what he did too. His morality was twisting and teetering between his own definition of justice and the loyalty to his own corrupt family. She was sure when his sense of justice won out in the end that she could bargain his brother for her own freedom.
Despite smooth words and their pasts clinging to their shadows, she was unprepared when Nathan betrayed her. She underestimated him, and it was a mistake that rewarded her with shackles and a scorching prison.
She knew it was too late, but she realized she’d put her trust in the wrong brother. Obviously, her freedom was sound in Peter Petrelli’s hands. At first, she thought he was expendable. He didn’t have the flair, charm and natural fortitude that Nathan had. He was only a bargaining chip.
But Peter thought decisively on his feet, knew his brother better than she did, and he managed to escape into the night. When they restrained her, she felt regret, and she hated herself for it.
She remembered how Peter ascended into the sky, and that her one ticket to freedom left with him. She could have betrayed Nathan and grabbed onto Peter tightly and flew to safety with him through the chilled air.
The burning hot prison reminded her of the error again, and she willed herself not to cry. She thought of Peter, Nathan’s opposition, somewhere out there, probably planning to fight this entire mess. Knowing his determination to undo Nathan’s plan gave her hope.
If he’d trusted her before, perhaps he’d trust her again. She’d make sure of it, and when he came to stop Nathan, she’d wisely choose Peter’s side.
For now she would have to wait.
Title: The Wrong Brother
Characters/Pairing: Tracy, Peter, Nathan
Rating: PG
Word Count: 440
Spoilers/Notes: Season 3, 3x16. Written for the "Freedom" challenge at
heroes_contest.Summary: Tracy realizes it's too late; she's already made the wrong choice.
The Wrong Brother
Tracy knew her calculations were flawed. She hated to admit the error, but she’d been in the business long enough, and she was used to getting her way. She’d manipulated lobbyists, and she’d warmed the beds of high profile men. She studied the expressions on their faces, knew instantly when they were lying, and had seen the strongest of them curl into her arms and sob like a baby.
And in her games, she always stayed a few paces ahead of them.
Yet, Tracy Strauss never counted on a turn from Nathan Petrelli. She’d handled God fearing types before. There was always a pattern with them. Save the world by doing God’s bidding. Save people and become their minister of hope and righteousness through smooth words and miraculous near-death recoveries. Those faith loving politicians wanted a golden staircase to Heaven, and Tracy Strauss would bring them to the first step.
Nathan was good at what he did too. His morality was twisting and teetering between his own definition of justice and the loyalty to his own corrupt family. She was sure when his sense of justice won out in the end that she could bargain his brother for her own freedom.
Despite smooth words and their pasts clinging to their shadows, she was unprepared when Nathan betrayed her. She underestimated him, and it was a mistake that rewarded her with shackles and a scorching prison.
She knew it was too late, but she realized she’d put her trust in the wrong brother. Obviously, her freedom was sound in Peter Petrelli’s hands. At first, she thought he was expendable. He didn’t have the flair, charm and natural fortitude that Nathan had. He was only a bargaining chip.
But Peter thought decisively on his feet, knew his brother better than she did, and he managed to escape into the night. When they restrained her, she felt regret, and she hated herself for it.
She remembered how Peter ascended into the sky, and that her one ticket to freedom left with him. She could have betrayed Nathan and grabbed onto Peter tightly and flew to safety with him through the chilled air.
The burning hot prison reminded her of the error again, and she willed herself not to cry. She thought of Peter, Nathan’s opposition, somewhere out there, probably planning to fight this entire mess. Knowing his determination to undo Nathan’s plan gave her hope.
If he’d trusted her before, perhaps he’d trust her again. She’d make sure of it, and when he came to stop Nathan, she’d wisely choose Peter’s side.
For now she would have to wait.
