Disclaimer: though "Heroes" is created by Tim Kring, most characters used here are mine. Plus this story takes place sometime before the events of the first episode.
Prison of Neufchateau, Belgium, two weeks later:
A blond guy around his twenties walked inside the building. He went through a lot of corridors, talked to lots of people, whom all spoke an entirely different language than he did. Dispite these communication problems, he managed to find the guy he was looking for. He sat inside a room, where he waited for the prisoner to be escorted into that same room. This guy, who was black-haired and about the same age, was put at the table opposite the blond guy. The guard, who had escorted the prisoner, stayed still.
"So you're that Jonas I heard so much about." the blonde guy started.
The prisoner, or Jonas, looked up in surprise about the blonde guy's accent: "A Dutchman? I don't believe this!"
The Dutchman looked at the guard. The expression on his face had changed only slightly, but enough to suggest that he has no idea about what Jonas had just said. Bearing this in mind, the Dutchman continued: "I need your help!"
"Sure you do!" Jonas laughed, "You really need to do something about that stupid accent of yours!"
"Hey! I show respect for you Flemish people." the Dutchman said furiously, "You'd better do the same for me!"
"Why should I?" Jonas asked.
"Because I can get you out of here!" he replied.
Jonas stopped laughing when he heard that, after which he asked: "Why do you want to help me?"
"Because I know you didn't kill Aline!" the Dutchman answered.
"Who?" Jonas asked.
"See!?" the Dutchman reasoned, "You don't even know her name! Why would you murder her?"
"Oh! You mean that blonde at the hospital?" Jonas suddenly knew who he was talking about.
"She was a nice, and a smart girl." the Dutchman sounded as if he was mourning.
"Not that smart if she hung out with a halfwit!" Jonas laughed.
"You mean Olivier?" the Dutchman waited for Jonas to nod, "I don't know what she saw in him either. Last time I met him, I tried to show him a stripper website, but he didn't want to take it! He seemed to eager to get out in a hurry! I should have known back then he was no good."
"I allready know that he never was quite normal." Jonas interrupted, "But why do you think I didn't kill that girl?"
"Because he had put her into a coma!" the Dutchman replied, "And you just happened to have been in the room when the coma killed her. You're just..."
"And you come to me, because...?" Jonas interrupted.
"Because I know that you want to get back at him too!" the Dutchman replied.
"How do you think so?" Jonas asked.
"You lust have known her as well, or else you wouldn't have visited her." the Dutchman reasoned, "I'm sure you're just as devastated about her death as I am!"
Deciding to let him believe as much, Jonas said: "Indeed I am."
"So I know that you will help me avange her death!" the Dutchman finally stated.
"Were you in love with her?!" Jonas asked.
"I liked her a lot, yes!" the Dutchman sounded a little more angry, since Jonas asked him something that wasn't his bussiness to know, "So you will help me then?"
"I will!" Jonas sounded cheerful, "But I can't do anything while I'm in here."
"Don't worry about that!" the Dutchman assured him, "You'll be out of here before the end of the day!"