Five years had gone by since Jodie had last seen Sylar. She had moved all the way across the United States from Manhattan, New York to live in Los Angeles, California. Cody had moved with her, afraid of losing his best friend. Mr. Noah Bennet had helped Jodie out with starting her new life. He had started his own private "company" that helped people with unique abilities, start new lives.

Instead of her natural, wavy, brown hair, Jodie had died it red; or a deep orange, gotten a perm, and grew it out more. It looked like the hair of Peter Petrelli's niece, Claire, except it was a different color. Jodie changed her name and tried to throw a lot of her previous life away. Occasionally, she'd have thoughts about what would happen if she ever saw Gabriel Gray again. Would he try to kill her? Would he have changed? Would he want a second chance? She didn't really think that was possible though, since he had died when Hiro Nakamura had stabbed him five years earlier, but she still wanted to change and start a new life. She had tried to forget about him, but it was like he had a special place in her heart that he wouldn't leave. Or perhaps she wouldn't let him.

On a hot summer day, in the middle of June, Jodie laid out on her lounge chair in the backyard of her suburban Los Angeles home. She wore a lavender colored bikini, had her red hair up in a bun on the top of her head, and was trying to get a tan. On the other side of the white wooden fence that separated her property from Cody's, her best friend was peaking through the cracks of the fence, watching Jodie as she tanned. The fence was up to Cody's chest so he had to duck down. He was in his swim trunks with a green hose in his hands. Trying not to laugh, Cody raised the end of the hose over the top of the fence and squeezed the handle. He suddenly heard Jodie scream. Cody peered over the top of the fence. Jodie was soaked and had fallen out of her chair. She spotted him and he ducked back down behind the fence.

"Cody!" she yelled, soaking wet. Cody could see that through the cracks, Jodie was running toward the fence.

"Shit!" he said to himself, smiling. He stood up and ran from the fence a few feet. Jodie leaped over the fence and landed on her feet, almost toppling over.

"You're dead!" she said laughing. Cody stood where he was with his arms out as if he were saying, "Come on and tackle me."

Cody had a pool in his back yard and at that moment, he stood about three feet away from the edge. Jodie ran toward him as he stood there and waited. She came to a fast stop about half a foot away from him. Cody had expected her to slam into him but when she didn't, he dropped his arms to his sides. In one fast movement, Jodie pushed on his chest with both hands and he went tumbling into the pool. Just then, Jodie could hear her home phone ringing from inside her house, which had all of its windows open. She ran back to the fence, leaped over it, and ran inside the back sliding door of her house. She found her cordless phone on her kitchen table and picked it up.

"Hello?" she said into the phone, a little out of breath.

"Hey," a familiar voice said from the other end. "It's Peter."

"Oh, hey Pete!" Jodie said, excited to hear from Peter. They still kept in touch but they only called each other about once a month. "How are you?"

"Well," Peter said, "I'm okay, but I have some bad news."

"What happened?" Jodie asked, just as Cody ran through the sliding door.

"I'm using one of your towels," Cody said, but then noticed she was on the phone.

"Sylar's alive," Peter said.