"Where's Peter?" he asked again standing menacingly in front of me looking down like a high tower from above. All I could do was hang my head and try to keep my mind from going totally fuzzy, "Maybe if you lightened up on the IV a bit…I could remember," I said, thought I knew perfectly well where Peter was, the drugs were affecting my physical being more than the mental part.
"Nice try," he replied in his deep voice beginning to walk the length room small room again, "I lighten that IV and you take off running after using your power to stop me. You're lucky you know, I haven't just taken your brain and continued on. But I'm beginning to think I should," He turned to look at me. Through the haze I knew he was smirking, though I wasn't looking directly at him.
"Then do it. Like I said, I don't know where he is," I replied simply, my eye lids feeling heavier, as if I hadn't slept in days.
"You will, but I'll just have to use a little persuasion is all," he moved from the window, to the space where I was sitting in the chair, tied to it, an IV in my arm. "You've got one last chance."
"I can only tell you what I know," I replied, "And you know what I know so I don't know what you're searching for, Gabriel," I added slowly.
"My name is Sylar," he told me in a slow, cold voice, his eye level coming down to meet mine.
"Well, Sylar," I hissed through my teeth as though his very name was something very foul, "You've got the wrong girl. I know nothing of his whereabouts."
"Well I happen to know that you do," he took my chin in his hand and forced me to look at him, "He confided in you more than his own family, and you were last seen with him before he disappeared," he added, gripping my chin tighter with the clear pronunciation of each word.
"He told me nothing," I replied wanting him to let go of my chin.
He roughly let go and turned around. "Maybe I won't kill you," He said, smiling to himself as a plan began to unfold in his head. He turned to look at me now, "But you're going to wish I did," He said nearly laughing as he walked towards me once more. "You're going to help me catch Peter Petrelli," he added slowly and clearly as if I was challenged. He returned to my level for a final time. "Whether you like it or not."