THE PATH OF LEAST RESISTANCE
Chapter 3 – Attrapé
The apartment door burst open as Ally pulled Sylar inside with her arms wrapped around his neck. He pressed her up against the wall kissing with tearing passion. "Do you live here alone?" He asked breathlessly nibbling on her ear.
"No, my brother and I live here." She replied bending her neck backwards. "He always closes the place or goes home with the flavor of the night, so he won't be home until much later."
"Good." He covered her mouth with his lips. "Because we won't be getting any sleep until much later." They continued kissing as they tore each other's clothes off. Once they were naked he lifted her up by her buttocks as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "Where's your bed?"
"Second door on the left." She replied breathlessly biting into his shoulder.
Ally let out a breathless whimper as he entered her while carrying her to the bed. When he reached the bed he laid her down, staying on top of her as they began to move their bodies in rhythm with each other. "Oh my GOD!" She cried out. "Oh GOD! Don't you dare stop!" She felt her walls began to stiffen with each thrust.
"You like that?" He asked nearly grunting as he spoke. "You want more?"
"Oh GOD YES!" Ally arched her back moaning loudly as she clutched the headboard behind her.
He began to thrust harder inside of her as her moans grew louder; their bodies moving faster reaching a climax. He could feel her muscles tightening as she began to orgasm; her nails digging into his arms as he began to pound harder. And then he could feel her body shudder beneath him as she threw her head back against the pillows in cries of coitus rapture.
After releasing inside of her, he finally collapsed against her breathing profusely as she stroked his hair, and then rolled onto his back. He lay there for a moment as he gasped loudly attempting to catch his breath.
Ally rolled onto her side propping herself up on her elbow as he slowly pushed her perspiration-soaked hair away from her face. "Oh my GOD that was amazing!" She whispered hoarsely still breathing heavily.
He nodded in agreement placing an arm on her back pulling her into him. She laid her head against his chest as he gently stroked her hair. He turned onto his side looking at her face as he glided his fingers up and down her arm. "I just had the most unbelievable fuck I have ever had in my life…" He kissed her softly then stroked her face. "…and I don't even know your name."
"Hannah." Ally frowned unseen by Sylar. "Hannah Spencer." He chuckled softly causing her to lift her head to look at him. "Um…do you find something humorous about my name?"
"No." He whispered kissing her forehead. "It just sounds a little plain. I expected a girl that looks like you to be called something more exotic."
"Like what?" She giggled running her fingers from his chest to his belly button. "Jacquline Goodhead?"
He turned onto his back laughing heartily. "Or Pussy Galore…"
She rolled over so she was lying across his chest. "Ok…so now you know my name." She slowly traced his bow-shaped lips. "Are you going to tell me your's, or are you going to remain the handsome, mysterious stranger who swept me off my feet forever?"
He smiled slowly, his eyes gleaming malevolently. "I'm Alex." He held out his hand to her. "Nice to meet you." She laughed shaking his hand.
"And do I have to guess your last name?" She tilted her head coyly.
"You mean I can't keep anything mysterious about myself?" He raised a mysterious eyebrow. "Does this mean you want to see me again?"
"I don't know." She shook her head blinking thoughtfully. "I haven't had a serious boyfriend since…" She closed her eyes quickly changing direction. "Since my divorce. I have trust issues I guess."
Unseen by Ally he smiled malevolently. "It has been said that to be trusted is a greater complement than being loved." He took a strand of her hair tugging at it gently.
She flopped onto her back. "Yeah, well it has also been said that once trust is broken it is like a vase; it can be repaired, but it will never be the same again." She quickly stood up putting on her robe.
"Did I say something wrong?" He sat up slowly watching her.
She shook her head half-smiling. "No." She tied her robe slowly. "I think I have just said too much. I've known you for maybe an hour and here I am telling you my life story."
He stood up walking to her. "If I didn't want to know, I wouldn't have asked."
She laughed softly folding her arms across her chest. "You seem like a nice guy. But the truth is that I am not in a position where I am able give out too much information about myself; and I've already told you more than I should have."
"Then how about if we don't talk anymore?" He bent down to kiss her, but he was taken aback when Ally abruptly pulled away.
"Maybe you should go." She whispered heading for the door. "I really need to get some sleep and my brother…"
"I don't think I want to." He said softly making her stop talking. She turned around slowly eying him skeptically as he walked closer to her. "I know I just met you, but there is something about you. I like being around you. Not only are you beautiful and a damn fine lay…" Ally lowered head laughing softly. "…but there is something about you that is sad; it's like on the outside you are tough. You talk a big game, but on the inside I can see you are fragile, frightened and maybe you are looking for love again." He gently touched her face. "Even if it is just for one night and I never see you again I just want to hold you and take your pain away."
Ally looked up at him for a moment clearly moved by his words. He took her hand walking her back to the bed. She looked up at him and slid her hands up his bare chest as they began to kiss softly, then with growing intensity. He gently removed her robe letting it fall to the floor. They continued to kiss as the fell together on the bed. She pulled back for a moment smiling softly as she looked into his eyes. "We can sleep later." She whispered as she pulled him back into a passionate kiss and then pulling him on top of her. "Much later." She gasped with pleasure as his fingers began to explore between her legs.
Sylar smiled to himself malignly.
"That's $300 each." Jake grinned cheerfully as he handed Jesse and Maggie each a stack of bills. "And here is Hannah's share." He gave Jesse a second stack which he placed in his wallet alongside his.
"Thanks." Jesse gave a grateful nod. "I'll make sure she gets it."
"Well pardon me for saying so, but I think your sister went home with her prize." Maggie smiled at Jesse. "Did you see that piece of art she left here with?"
"Yeah, I saw." Jess grumbled irritably as he stood up grabbing their beer bottles and tossing them into the garbage in such a matter that they shattered.
Jake and Maggie looked at each other. "Well, if it is any comfort at all, this one didn't look like a total loser." Maggie offered.
Jesse angrily flung a beer bottle against the wall. "Well you know what? I wish he did look like a loser! Because Ally can take on a loser! So tonight she goes home with some Joe Blow walking in here from God knows where…"
"Eric?" Jake interrupted him. "Did you just call your sister…Ally?"
Jesse looked like he had been caught in the headlights. "Oh…did I say Ally? Well, Ally is a friend of hers from the states. They were inseparable when they were kids. I get their names confused sometimes."
Jake nodded compliantly. "Ok." He stood up stretching. "Well, I got work to do and you kids need to get home. Lock up before you leave." He stumbled toward his office in the back.
"Nite Jake." Maggie stood up grabbing her purse. Before leaving she turned to Jesse. "You got this?" She pointed to the partially cleaned bar.
He nodded casually. "Yeah, I'm good. Are you going to be ok getting home? It's pretty dark and icy out there."
"It is always dark and icy out there…even in the middle of the day." She laughed slowly. "I just live across the street. I'll be fine. Good night Eric."
"Nite Maggie." He laughed softly as she walked through the door.
Unbeknownst to her, she passed a man standing in the shadows; the moonlight hitting the corner of his horned rimmed glasses.
Jake slowly walked into the 10x10 space that had been his office since he opened the tavern almost twenty-five years ago. For a moment he leaned against the doorframe smiling to himself affectionately watching Jesse energetically tossing bottles and wiping down tables and counters. Then sighing heavily he closed the door behind him and sat behind the mahogany desk where he took a deep breath and rested his head on top of his folded hands.
After a moment he sat back in deep thought. Taking a deep breath he opened his desk drawer where he removed a folded piece of wrinkled paper.
He closed his eyes then opened them staring at the large print at the top that read MISSING!
Underneath the large letters were photos of Ally and Jesse and a phone number to call.
"What are you kids running away from?" He whispered aloud staring at the photos worriedly before returning the paper to his drawer.
The clanging of the ship bell on the tavern door made Jesse look up from his work. "I'm sorry, we're closed." He called out barely able to see the man standing in the corner.
"I can assure you, I am not here for refreshment." There was something about his voice that made Jesse stop his work abruptly. He slowly raised his head staring as he heard the man's footsteps coming toward him.
"Who in the hell are you?" Jesse asked through gritted teeth.
"Oh, you could call me an old friend of the family." He replied coolly stepping into the light. .
"You!" He hissed grabbing a beer bottle and breaking it against the bar. "Stay back! Don't come near me!"
"Jesse, I don't want to hurt you." Jesse could see his gun as he held up his hands.
"Then what do you need that for?" He shouted motioning to the gun.
His lips formed a thin line. "Protection. After all, I am but a simple mortal. I do not have abilities like you and your sister."
"What do you want from us?" Jesse carefully placed his hand in the sink where the bar glasses were soaking.
"We just want to talk to you." He told him calmly.
Jesse laughed cynically. "Yeah…you just want to talk to us. Is that why you separated my sister and I? Is that why you locked us up and tried to convince us that the other didn't exist? What the fuck was that?"
"That was a different world than the one we live in now, Jesse." He replied. "Back then we wanted to study the two of you. But now…"
Before he could continue Jesse threw out his hand as water rushed from it like a high powered hose. Bennet leapt out of its path before the water could hit him. "You are going to soon find out that was not necessary!" Bennet shouted. He looked up, but Jesse had disappeared from sight. "I know you are angry, and perhaps frightened, but you are not in any danger." He walked around the tavern looking behind tables. "My partner and I are only here to talk to you."
"Partner?" Jesse stepped out from his hiding place behind Jake's office looking around the tavern. "Where is your partner?" He retorted doubtfully.
The corners of Bennet's mouth turned up slowly. "It really is tragic night after night the way your sister tries to mend her broken heart in the arms of a stranger."
Jesse's face grew white as the reality hit him. "The guy who helped her with those college boys…she left with him." He closed his eyes taking a deep, anguished breath.
Bennet gave a satirical chuckle. "Isn't it ironic how you kept telling her that one night she was going to sleep with the wrong man?" He started to run out of the bar but Bennet revealed his stun gun. "I'm afraid you aren't going anywhere."
Jesse came to a sudden stop. He held up his hands then began laughing caustically. "Just want to talk. What a crock of shit!"
"I have a full round of ammo and a taser." He held them both up cockily. "You're outnumbered, Jesse. Do you really think you want to take a chance at seeing how far I will go to take you into custody?"
To Jesse's amazement, he watched Bennet's head jerk back then plummet to the floor cold. He looked down at Bennet then quickly cranked his head up blinking his eyes in astonishment to see Jake standing there holding his shot gun.
"I reckon he'll be out for a while." Jake told him confidently. "But men like that don't stay down for long though."
"What did you do?" Jesse whispered in astonishment.
"Oh, I just introduced him to the groping end of my girl Lizzy here." He chuckled pointing to the handle of his rifle. "I only bought you some time. He's gonna wake up and he'll be as pissed off as a hungry moose. You need to get your sister and get out of here."
Jesse shook his head incredulously. "Jake, there's something I need to tell you…"
Jake held up the missing poster as Jesse's eyes widened in shock. "I've known about you for months. The last time I flew down to Seattle for supplies I came upon this here poster on a bulletin board in a grocery store."
"Why didn't you say anything?" Jesse asked him softly.
Jake placed a protective hand on Jesse's shoulder. "Because I figured if you wanted me to know your business, you would have told me." He placed his hands on his hips. "You and your sister are good kids and you're hard workers. I reckon if you were bad people you would have committed your crimes weeks ago."
"Thanks Jake." Jesse half-smiled earnestly.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. "I took this out of my safe." He placed it into his hand. "It's not much, but it's enough for you to get a good head start and maybe a room and meals for a few days." He handed him a set of keys. "I have an old truck out back. It's almost as old as I am, but it runs and the heater works."
Jesse shook his head contritely. "Jake, I can't take your money! And your truck…I thought that was your fathers!"
"Don't worry bout me boy." He laughed gently. "This here establishment brings in a pretty good profit. And yeah…my daddy gave me that truck. He passed it on down to me…and now I'm passing it on to you."
"I don't even know what to say." He whispered overwhelmed by his generosity. "When this is all over and done with I'll be back. And I'm going to make right by you."
"You already have." He smiled sadly as he pulled him into a quick clinch. "Now you're gonna want to get out of here." He looked down at Bennet. "I can hold him off for a little while, but he won't stay down without a fight and I ain't gonna be the one to rattle his cage."
"I'll never forget this." Jesse smiled gratefully. "And I'll never forget you."
"See that you don't!" Jake chuckled as Jesse embraced him once more than ran out the door.
"Oh GOD! She screamed as he bent her over the bathroom counter pushing in and out of her bringing them both to a climax. He bent his head backward smiling in ecstasy with closed eyes relaxing. He stood there for a moment as he caught his breath.
Ally stood up then turned around slowly facing him. "What does a girl have to do around here to take a shower without being sexually assaulted?" She leaned into him kissing him softly.
He eyed her up and down. "Well running around naked in front of me with that red hot body of yours does not help your circumstances at all." He replied breathlessly as he pulled her into an embrace. "When I was told I was going to Alaska, I expected to find myself amongst the company of a bunch polar bears and Eskimos; not spending the night in the throws of ravenous, vertebrae crushing monkey sex with a beautiful woman."
"Well, there's still time if that's what you came here for." She playfully headed for the door as he pulled her back to him kissing her again. She smiled up at him softly. "So how long are you going to be in town?"
"Just a few days…tops." He pulled his jeans back on and started looking around the bathroom for something.
Ally furrowed her brow curiously. "What are you looking for?"
He looked in the mirror stroking the thick stubble on his chin. "I could use a shave and all my stuff is back at the hotel. I wondered if your brother would mind if I used one of his razors."
She opened a medicine cabinet revealing a bag of disposable razors and shaving cream. "Knock yourself out. I use his stuff all the time to shave my legs. I doubt he'd even notice."
"Thanks." He grinned taking a razor and the shaving cream out of the cabinet as she headed into the bedroom to get dressed. Ally picked up the phone dialing a number.
"Who are you calling?" He called out to her as he spread the shaving cream on his face.
"My brother." She shouted back pulling on a sweatshirt over her jeans. "I didn't hear him come in last night. He usually stays out late, but it's not like him to not call if it's going to be an all-nighter."
"Maybe he was tied up…" He peeked out the bathroom door. "…literally." He wiggled his eyebrows.
Ally frowned shaking her head as she hung up the phone. "No, I'm the kinky one in the family."
"So I gathered." Sylar laughed continuing to shave which caused him to slice into the side of his cheek. "OH FUCK!" He shouted quickly rinsing the shaving cream off his face.
Ally ran into the bathroom. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah. I'll be fine, I just cut myself." He tried to shield his face from her as the blood began to spill out from the cut.
"You're not fine. Not with that much blood." She went to the medicine cabinet taking out some ointment and Band-Aids. "You are probably going to want stop by the Emergency room…"
She turned around and dropped the bandages as she saw the gash on his face heal itself.
Sylar sighed shaking his head sadly. "I wish you hadn't seen that."
"What are you?" She backed away slowly staring at him horrified. "What in the hell was that?"
He closed his eyes shaking his head. "And we were getting along so well. But, since you unfortunately saw my little healing trick, the fun is over. Dammit! And I was gearing up for round four!" He cocked his head wrinkling his nose. "Your timing really sucks!"
"You're one of them!" She whispered venomously. "So all of this…everything you said to me…it was all a lie to confine me?"
"Ally…" He held up his hands walking toward her.
"Get away from me!" She shouted. "This was all a trick to get to Jesse and me." Her face dropped. "Oh God! Jesse!" She cried out horrified. "Where is my brother?" She began slapping him repeatedly. "What did you do to him?"
He grabbed her hands shaking his head at her. "That really is terribly annoying." He laughed as Ally struggled to break free.
"Just tell me where he is!" She sneered.
He let go of her hands. "I don't know." He shrugged. "But he is likely in the custody of my partner."
"You sick piece of shit!" She whispered venomously. "What in the fuck are you?"
Sylar laughed spitefully. "Permit me to introduce myself." He bowed to her as Ally rolled her eyes impatiently. "I am the best of the best; the most powerful of all; the…"
"Ok!" She shouted with annoyance. "You're good! Apparently REAL good! I get it! All I want is a name…ALEX! I highly doubt this is your real name."
He smiled coolly. "Right you are, pretty lady!" He walked toward her. "My name is Sylar."
"Sylar!" She laughed caustically. "Did your parents hate you or something?"
He clasped his hand over his heart. "Ouch!" Ally picked up a letter opener impaling him in the chest. He winced in pain then cocked his head sighing heavily. "When are you going to learn that just pisses me off." He grabbed the end of the letter opener and pulled it out throwing it on the ground at her feet. Ally fumed. "So does this mean our date for tonight is off?" She picked up a lamp and threw it at him. Sylar held up his hand swiping it against the air sending the lamp crashing against the opposite wall.
Ally began to sob with frustration. "Why are you doing this?" She looked up at him frightfully. "Are you planning on killing me?"
"No. I don't want to hurt you." He said gently. "We just need to take you back with us."
"Back where?" She demanded folding her arms.
"To New York." He said gravely. "There is somebody there who wants to meet you very badly."
"About what?" Her tone was insistent. Unseen by Sylar Ally placed her damp finger into an electricity socket sucking up its current. "Well if he or she wants to talk to me they can get off their fat ass and come here!"
"She doesn't like the cold." He snickered. "Which you will likely find humorous when you meet her. My nickname for her is Ice Bi..."
Before he could finish, Sylar was hit with a flash of electricity emitting from her hand. He fell to the floor laughing as Ally seethed. He stood up singing. "Anything you can do, I can do better." He shot a bolt of lightning back at her. She held her hand up absorbing the electricity through her fingers.
"Lets see you do that!" She scoffed triumphantly. Her victory was short lived as she felt herself being levitated off the ground.
"Foreplay is fun, but not when I'm not winning." She winced and flailed trying to break her grasp as Sylar circled her keeping her at bay. "And now that I have your undivided attention, permit me to properly introduce myself. As I said, they call me Sylar. There was a time when I was a serial killer." He placed his hand on his chin thoughtfully. "Well, I guess I still am, but I am more choosy about my victims these days." He looked at her condescendingly. "Yours? Pffft! Been there, done that…bought the t-shirt!" He ran his finger from her lips down to her cleavage. "However, I am on a new quest; I am in the recruit and rescue department."
"How nice!" She quipped sarcastically. "So are you here to rescue me, or recruit me?" She asked angrily leering down at him. "Or are you planning on adding me to your list of murder victims?"
"I told you; I won't hurt you." He looked up at her half-smiling. "But as for the rest of it, I don't know. That all depends on you."
Ally shot a charge of electricity from her fingers hitting him squarely in the groin. She instantly was released as Sylar fell to the ground holding himself screaming in agony.
"Try growing those back!" Ally laughed spitefully as the front door slammed open and Jesse came running in.
"Ally!" He ran to his sister embracing her.
"Oh Jesse!" She sobbed holding on to him tightly. "Thank God!"
"Are you ok." He looked her over. "Did he hurt you?"
"No, I'm fine." She assured him. "I'm so sorry I got us into this Jesse! You were right!"
"We can talk about this later." He threw her coat to her. "Common! We need to get out of here before he comes after us!"
"Who?" Ally asked pulling on her coat.
"The guy with the glasses." Jesse grabbed her hand as they made a run for the door just as it slammed shut in front of them.
"Excuse me!" He shouted. They turned around slowly looking at Sylar who stood grinning completely healed. "I think I made it very clear that I don't like it when I don't get my way. So I don't think you two are going to be going anywhere, except with us."
Jesse rolled his eyes glowering at Ally. "You couldn't have taken home a nice Catholic boy."
"Shut up." She snarled back at him.
"I used to be an Altar Boy." Sylar piped up then walked to Ally. "And after the night…and morning your sister and I had…" He smiled touching Ally's face. "…I would love to see the look on that priests face if I went to confession on Sunday."
Ally jerked her face away from him spitting on him. "Fuck you!" She spewed making him laugh.
"Oh you are one hell of a passionate woman." He turned and walked across the room putting his shirt on. "If I had a little more time, I could fall in love with you." He blew her a kiss.
"Don't make me puke!" She hissed slowly.
"Are you loaded?" Jesse whispered to her as she nodded quickly. "On the count of three; one…two…three!" They held out their hands as Jesse set him on fire. Ally bent down and gave him a swift kick in the head then shot lightening into him as he screamed from the pain.
Ally grabbed Jesse's hand. "We have to hurry…he can heal himself." They ran to the door opening it quickly.
But they came to a stop as Ally began to screamed and fell to the ground unconscious. She was hit with a tazer in her chest causing her to convulsate..
"Ally!" Jesse shouted trying to run to her, but was stopped when he too was hit in the shoulder with a tazer. Before he fell he looked up at the man with the horned rimmed glasses. As he tried to speak he fell down cold.
Sylar came over and stood next to Bennet. "Good work." Bennet articulated coolly still looking down at the twins lying on the floor.
"Thank you." He replied looking at Ally who lay on her back with her head turned on its side; her copper hair spilling across her face. "Are they going to be ok?"
Bennet raised his head in a slow, gradual motion scowling at him. "Do you care?"
"Not really." He replied slowly reaching down brushing the hair off of her face. "I'm just curious to know what will happen to them."
Bennet began to laugh with growing intensity. "You let her get to you, didn't you?"
"No! I didn't let her get to me!" Sylar rolled his eyes with annoyance. "Do I look like a freaking people person to you?" He sneered. "No, I guess when I spend the night banging a woman I am gentleman enough to want to see her treated well." He narrowed his eyes to slits. "They won't be turned over to the government, right?"
Bennet did not answer him. "The team will be here shortly to get them to the plane." He told him grimly then threw his boots to him. "Finish getting yourself dressed, lover boy. We have a long flight home ahead of us." He stepped over the twins and out the door.
Sylar stared down at Ally tenderly then reached down touching her face before he walked out the door after Bennet.
To be continued…