Odessa, Texas
Peter Petrelli held his brother in his arms. He had only just got him back and it seemed as though now they would be separated once more. His brother gazed into his eyes as the whole room was engulfed in panic. Next to Peter, Matt Parkman was in a state of desperate concentration, trying to pick out the assassin from those left in the room. But he knew it was hopeless. Whoever wanted them to remain silent would have known of his power and protected themselves from it but he tried still, not knowing what else to do.
Dr Suresh's Lab, New York
Mohinder Suresh struggled to come to terms with his own personal crisis. He, just moments ago, had a powerless serial killer in his midst and had now restored his abilities. His rational was that he was saving those in the room from certain death. But know that logic seemed twisted. Why would a reformed Sylar allow two abilities to go by? Had it not been for the appearance of Elle, surely Molly and Maya would have both been dead too. The more he thought about it, the more he realised his decision was affected by his emotions. He may of saved 2 lives but at what cost? Sylar would now be back to his murderous self and would take much more than 2 lives. Mohinder was deeply worried about what he had just done.
Outside the the office of Dr Suresh, a huge grin broke out across the face of a man laid in the alley. The words he had just spoken seemed to echo in the passage and on hearing them again, he was unable to resist the smile. Slowly he rose to his feet and began to edge towards the street. Not wanting to draw attention to himself he hailed a cab and set off into central New York, his mind racing.
Odessa, Texas
The crowd had now been removed from the room where the shooting of Nathan Petrelli had occurred. He was now on the way to the local hospital but his brother and friend were left behind.
"How did they know?" Matt asked trying to piece together the puzzle
"Well they have either followed you and Nathan here, meaning they can fly, or they have been told by someone who knew you were here" Peter told Matt in a annoyed tone
"How come it's me and Nathan that's to blame?" Questioned Matt.
"Because no one knows I exist and nothing has happened to me or Adam until you two arrived." Peter spat, becoming more and more frustrated with the interrogation.
Matt knew Peter was right. But he just couldn't figure out how an assassin could of found them. They had flown straight from New York and nobody knew where they were going. And then it suddenly hit Matt. His face turned white but before he could alter it, Peter had noticed.
"What is it?" Peter asked to no reply
"Come on man, I need to know. Who did this? My brother has just been shot and I wanna find whoever did this"
Still Matt said nothing but that was no problem for Peter. He simply looked inside Matt's head for the answer he needed.
"My Mom?"