Sylar stormed into Danko's office, irritated how he thought that he could be summoned whenever.

"You called?"

Sylar glance at Danko's desk, he was reading files, Primatech Files.

"What do you know about Elle Bishop?" Danko questioned.

Sylar wondered why he would ask such a thing; she was dead, long gone.

"Not much, she grew up at Primatech, joined Pinehearst, why do u ask?"

"It says here that she worked on a case to find out what you were capable of, is that correct?" he interrogated.

"Yes, she and Bennet moulded me into what I am."

The memories came flooding back to him, betrayal, forgiveness.... and death. She saved him, even though she was just following orders he was grateful for what she did. And that last perfect moment they spent together in the Calflied house before Bennet intruded.

"And you worked together at Pinehearst, correct?"

"Year, we were co-workers, that's all."

A sudden rush of guilt possessed him; he had never felt like this before. Empathy, was he really capable of such a thing?

"I don't need an ability to know that's a lie," a voice from the door interrupted. The man was in the shadows, no one could quite make out who it was until the sunlight came through the window and reflected upon his horned rimmed glasses. "Elle Bishop was the daughter of Bob Bishop; she was used in various experiments at the company when she was younger. Her father made her into a weapon, she's a feisty little one, and maybe that's why Mr Gray here had a bit of a crush on her."

Danko looked surprised, the monster he has grown to rely on loved someone? Cared for someone other than himself?

"Really? But she was found on a beach in flames with the top of her head cut off, are you not the only one that does that?" Danko questioned well aware that this was a touchy subject for Sylar.

"She betrayed me, lied to me, manipulated me, I had to kill her. Why does this matter? She's dead now." He replied trying to change the subject.

"That's what I thought too, until a couple of days ago she popped up in the other side of Washington." He explained while handing Sylar security photos.

Sylar looked at the photos, and sure enough she was there standing outside a bank with... Hiro Nakamura? Bennet stepped further into the room and glanced at the photos.

"She has been spotted assisting Hiro Nakamura in planning to take down the organisation here; she is believed to be working for 'rebel'. She is becoming a problem." Danko explained frustrated at how a little blond girl can cause such trouble.

"I want her found, captured..."

"It won't be that simple, Elle knows how company's like this work, and she's been around Primatech as along as me, she's basically their hard drive. She can also put up a good fight."

"I'll send my best agents then; you said you've worked with her? Then you'll know how to catch her."

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She walked along the busy streets of Washington admiring the carelessness of people around here while forming her long blond hair into a ponytail. Just last week she was lying on a beach in flames... dead, murdered by the man she once loved. She glanced at her reflection in a shop window, not a scratch on her. The outside scars are all gone but the mental ones were still there eating away at her.

"YA TA!" A small Japanese man appeared right in front of her. "Now I must stop Sylar and save the world."

Elle hadn't been around Hiro very long but so far she has grown immune to his selfishness, everything was 'I' must save the world, 'I' must stop them. He was very... independent.

"You can't use your ability, how exactly are you going to stop a trained assassin and a sadistic murderer?" Elle remarked amazed at how oblivious he could be.

"Because it is my destiny," Hiro replied proudly. "The world is depending on me."

"Beep" Elle received a message on her phone from a 'rebel'. It said 'Get out of there quickly'.

'Who is rebel she thought, why is he telling her to 'get out'?

"Beep" Her phone rang again, this time it said 'run hurry'.

Elle couldn't just trust someone so quickly, she trusted Sylar and look how that ended up. But before she had time to make a decision a black van pulled up down the road and government agents piled out.

"Run!" Elle yelled to Hiro.

They both ran through the busy crowd into an alley. Elle pulled Hiro into it, government agents ran past in the other direction.

"Come-on" Elle painted as she ran to the end of the alley, it was a dead end. Hiro looked nervous, almost sick.

"I'll get us out of here," Hiro announced. He tried squinting, nothing happened they were still in the dark alley way.

Suddenly about 20 agents corned them, Elle considered blasting them all, but she didn't want to take any risks there were too many.

A voice from the pack spoke: "Elle Bishop, 5 claims of assault, 10 claims of murderer, it just goes on and on. It's quite a record you've got here Bishop. "

A bald man stepped forward from the crowd, it made Elle feel more comfortable, she liked to be in control and if she can't see someone she can't manipulate them. She had never seen this man before. Then a second man stepped forward, she knew this one, quite well actually.

"Bennet, it's been a while, I heard you got divorced---"

"Elle, always a pleasure," he rudely interrupted before she could get inside his head.

"Bad man! I will stop you" Hiro shouted as he charged towards Danko with a samurai sword.

Bennet shot Hiro with a tazar, then shot her. Nothing happened, the tazer didn't do anything. She thought about making a run for it, but she couldn't just leave Hiro, after he did save her life. So she stood there... frozen. This confused Bennet he had never seen her so placid.

"Where'd she go!?" Danko shouted

Elle wondered why he said that; she was still standing there not doing anything. The agents took Hiro and marched out of the alley. She then realised that Peter Petrelli was standing next to her. Why didn't they see him? Why couldn't they see her? He let go of her and picked up Hiro's sword.

"Thanks," Elle said breaking the awkward silence. She remembered the last time they were together, he used her to escape from Primatech, she didn't mind so much, she never really liked him that much, she was told to get close to him, it was just orders not attraction. After all he wasn't her type, she tended to like the 'bad-asses' and killers, guys like . . . like Sylar.

"Aren't you... you know...?" Peter asked her.

"Dead? Ya-huh, it didn't stick," she replied innocently while observing Peter, he looked different, somewhat more dangerous.