Disclaimer: I own nothing. Matt, Molly, and the concept of Heroes belongs to Tim Kring. This version of girl!Mohinder and Shanti belong to azarsuerte.
Beta: Thank you to storydivagirl
Author's Note: Written for azarsuerte for her birthday.
At that moment, an ear-piercing wail shattered the silence of the room. Matt jumped out of bed, realizing who had cried in his head. He reached the crib and lifted Shanti into his arms. Her tiny arms and legs kicked in frustration. Her face grew redder as she cried harder.Checking over his shoulder to make sure Mehadi hadn't woken up, Matt crept out of the bedroom, down the hall, and into the kitchen. "Do you need me to hold her?" Matt turned around to see Molly standing in the doorway, grinning. "You should be in bed." "Can't sleep when she cries like that," Molly complained. "Come on, I can help." Matt raised an eyebrow, ready to protest. But seeing the eagerness on Molly's face changed his mind. He nodded to one of the kitchen chairs. "Sit down first." Clapping, Molly skipped to the chair and settled herself into it. When she was ready, he placed Shanti into her outstretched arms. Molly curled her arms around the baby, supporting the head like Mehadi had showed her. Satisfied his two girls were settled, Matt went about preparing the milk. He still couldn't believe the life he was living. Ten months earlier, he had nearly died, his wife divorced him, and he was out of a job. Now, he had a woman who loved him, two girls whom he completely devoted his life to, a new job with the New York Police Department (a detective, no less), and a handle on his telepathy. In that moment, he couldn't ask for anything better. When the bottle was ready, he carried it to the table. "Can I feed her, too?" Molly asked. "Okay, but be careful," Matt told her. He handed her the bottle and helped her hold the baby while telling her how to hold the bottle. Shanti quieted the moment the nipple of the bottle was in her mouth. Molly and Matt watched, completely mesmerized by the tiny thing. "Did someone throw a party and not invite me?" Matt looked up to see Mehadi standing by the couch. "I didn't want to wake you. You went to bed late last night," Matt said. Mehadi walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Thank you, Matthew." She kissed him on the mouth. She then nodded her head in Molly's direction. "And thank you, Molly." Molly shrugged, her eyes never leaving Shanti. "It's what big sisters are for." Matt smiled as he met Mehadi's eyes. "It's what families are for, and I couldn't ask for a better one." Back