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Spoilers from Genesis to Unexpected.
Here goes...
Nathan stared hard at the closed door. She wouldn't, he thought...hoped. Then again...
The thought wouldn't leave him be. He sat at his desk, chin on a fist. If she can't get him to prove it...she'll go to Isaac...
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Dianne looked up from her desk to see Simone approach her. "Simone! What can I do for you?"
Dianne watched on curiously as several emotions - uncertainty, worry, maybe doubt - crossed her face before she said, "Do you think it's possible for you to do a report on ... It's rather complicated."
Dianne looked over at her stack of papers and thought of the monotony of it all. What the heck...if Simone can't quite explain it...it must be pretty big. "Just start from the beginning." And she told her...about Isaac's paintings, Peter's abilities, Hiro seeing the future, and New York's impending doom. When she paused, Dianne asked her, "Is that it? I mean, I know you're not lying, but I don't know if there's much of a story to it...except for the thing about New York blowing up. My boss probably isn't gonna let this air."
"People need to know, Dianne. Every single one of Isaac's paintings have come true so far. Some of the things they can do - it's beyond belief," Simone attempted to persuade her. In a sort of last ditch effort, she added, "Maybe your boss might like this - Peter - Peter Petrelli - thinks he's going to be the bomb. His brother - "
"Nathan Petrelli?" Dianne said hopefully.
Simone nodded. "Nathan doesn't want anyone to know what they can do. I mean, I can see how this may look bad, but come on... if people are told, there won't be a district for him to represent."
Dianne absently nodded, the thought of a Petrelli story flashing through her mind. "Do you think Nathan Petrelli would want to be interviewed on this?"
"I just asked him to and he flat out refused," Simone said. "Peter's disappeared, Hiro's in Las Vegas looking for the sword...Isaac...I can ask him to paint the future and you can watch it happen."
"I'll do you one better," Dianne said. "If this is all true...it's one hell of a story, but if this is all true...I think it should be caught on tape. Some people won't believe it until they see it. You know how stubborn people can be."
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Nathan hopped out of the cab, handing his fare over to the driver. He was just in time - Simone and Dianne were getting out of the car along with a cameraman. Dianne spotted him first and a happy thoughts raced around her mind. "Roll the camera," she said to Ron, her cameraman.
"Simone!" He shouted. He walked up to her and pulled her away from the other two. In a low voice, he said, "Simone, you can't do this... Just think about it. Have you even asked Peter or Isaac or even Hiro if they wanted people to know what they can do?"
"Even if I did, it wouldn't matter, Nathan." Simone shrugged her arm out of Nathan's grasp. "The people of New York at least needs to be warned about what's gonna happen in less than two weeks." With that, she walked away from him towards Isaac's loft.
Nathan's jaw hardened and he was about to follow her, but Dianne stepped in. "Mr. Petrelli? Dianne Morrow, from the local news channel. What is your involvement with the impending exlposion that is to occur after election day?"
Nathan went numb. His face automatically became a stony grin. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Dianne twitched a bit. "I think you know exactly what I'm talking about - " Before Dianne could finish her sentence two shots rang out from the loft.
Then someone yelled, "Simone!"
All three ran up to the loft and saw Simone lying in Peter's arms. Isaac was near paralyzed - overcome with guilt.
"What the hell happened?" Nathan demanded. "What are you waiting for? Someone call an ambulance already." He took his own order and began dialing 911. Before he could finish, Peter snatched his phone away. "What are you doing, Peter?"
"I - I think I can change this...," Peter began to laugh nervously. "This doesn't have to have happened."
"Peter, get it through your head," Nathan snatched his phone back. "You can't change what happened."
"But I can, and I will." Before anyone could understand what he meant, Peter disappeared and something happened. No one could say for sure what did, but they all felt - deep into their core.
"Are you getting this, Ron?" Dianne chanced a whisper. The cameraman nodded.
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Yup... made absolutely no sense at all.
