Previously on Heroes...

(Clips of the Circle's actions – Claire's attempted assassination, the many fires in NYC. Etc)

(Cut to Gretchen opening the door to her roommate)

Gretchen: Oh, hi. You my new roommate?

Valerie: Yeah, I'm Valerie Ross.

(Hiro talking to his future self)

Future Hiro: "Have you made you decision?"

Hiro: I have. I am going to continue my destiny... by stopping the Circle.

(Future Hiro placed a sheet of paper next to him.)

Future Hiro: Good, but there are a few things you need to do before you can face them.

(Grace saving a young boy by jumping off the Santa Monica Pier than her and Matt talking on a bench)

Grace: My mother was a Company agent.

Matt stares at her in shock.

Grace: She worked for them until I was eleven years old, when she died. She was killed right in front of me and to this day, I can't remember who did it

(Noah in Company Headquarters talking to Milton.)

Milton: Agents we got keeping an eye on Matt Parkman in LA spotted something that may interest you.

(Milton hands a surveillance photo to Noah who takes it. He looks back at Milton, shocked.)

Noah: This isn't- It can't be.

Milton: Yep, and I checked. She's one of the people on the Unapprehendable List.

(Noah stares at the photo and we see it's a surveillance photo of Grace Foster. Cut to Peter with Tess sitting on a stoop)

Tess: I'm all alone.

Peter: Hey, you're not alone in this.

(Cut to her hugging Peter and Sylar than her on an airplane holding the watch Sylar gave her.)

Peter Voiceover: I can assure you of that.

(Cut to Forrest's meeting with the hooded figure, handing her files.)

Forrest: The boss has a new assignment for you.

(The figure leafs through the file which had some surveillance photos of Tracy's halfway house)

Forrest: Remain at a distance and low key until it is time. Is that clear, Ms Zimmerman?

(The figure removes her hood to reveal the face that looked familiar)

Barbara: Please... call me Barbara.

Mohinder: War. A small word that has numerous meanings and can take on many forms. It could be a physical altercation with another individual with opposing views. Other times they are battles we fight within ourselves – waging wars with monsters of our own creation. These conflicts comes with a fundamental choice – we can either continue to fight on or we can lay down the sword and walk away.

August 14th 2010

Hiro Nakumura

Tokyo, Japan

Hiro sat on a couch in his apartment with a table in front of him which was full of strewn-about papers. He picks up a slip of paper that was in the center of the table as well as a pack of post-it notes and a pen as he goes to get up from his seat. He walks over to a map next to the wall that had several push pins on different locations that had a post-it note underneath each pin. On the map over the Atlantic Ocean, lettering reads:

Chapter Four: This Means War

He looks almost proud of himself as he writes something on a post-it while he copies something off the slip of paper. He places a push pin somewhere near Turkey than puts the post-it note next to it and it read "Afet Giray – Istanbul"

As looks at the slip of paper again, his home phone rings. He rushes over and reads the caller ID – it was Ando. A huge smile comes across his face "Ando? How are you doing... brother-in-law?" Hiro said with a goofy look on his face.

"Now don't you start. Just because I'm officially family doesn't mean things are going to change between us." Ando replied.

"I know. I know. So, are you and Kimmy coming home?" Hiro asked.

"We just got off the plane. She is really happy to be home." Ando said. "How are you? I was really worried about leaving you alone especially after-"

"My early retirement? No worries, old friend. I have had a change of heart." Hiro replied.

"Really? What made you change your mind?" Ando asked but than sounded worried. "You're not thinking of trying to save Charlie again? Hiro, she got to live a full life and-"

"Again, not to worry. I know the best thing for Charlie was to leave things as they are." Hiro stated.

"Than what made you not go through with it?" Ando asked quizzically.

A huge grin appears on Hiro's face. "Let's just say I found a new reason to keep fighting the good fight." He looks back at the map as we see the Kensei sword leaned against the map.

Parkman Residence

Los Angeles, California

Grace and Molly are sitting in the living room of the Parkman house, watching a horror movie. Molly jumps up as a loud roar emanates from the television but Grace doesn't flinch as she munches on some popcorn. She sees Molly covering her eyes with her hands. "Come on Molls, it's not that scary." Grace quips.

Molly gives her aunt a look and says "Please, you freaked when they got attacked by those bug creatures."

"They were a hell of a lot scarier than the giant monster. The only thing it did was crush people and caused property damage." Grace replied. "At least the bugs caused serious carnage." Another loud roar is hear as Molly and Grace look at the screen, stunned. After a moment, Grace points at the screen. "See! It spit him out! If he had gotten bitten by one of the little bugs, he would've died a slow painful death."

"But he's still dead." Molly answered back. "You're just mad they killed the only other cute guy that was in this movie halfway through."

Grace rolls her eyes as she hears a car pull up. "They're back." Grace said in a spooky voice as Molly playfully smacks her.

Matt and Janice Parkman walk through the front door, dressed for a night out. They are having a somewhat heated discussion. "Matt, I'm sure he didn't mean it." Janice replied. Grace and Molly turn to face them. Grace passes Molly some popcorn, finding it amusing.

"Right, the fact that our waiter is a closet bigot who hates people with abilities it no big deal." Matt replied. "It's kinda hard to hide those kind of things from me."

"He wasn't talking about you, Matt." Janice pointed out.

"He may as well have." Matt answered.

"This is better than the movie." Molly whispers to Grace who has had her fun.

"Um Mom, Dad, you shouldn't be arguing in front of the children." Grace said in a joking manner which caught their attention.

"Sorry. It was an... interesting evening." Matt replied.

"So we heard." Molly said with a mischievous grin.

"So, Grace, how was Matty? He didn't give you any trouble, did he?" Janice asked.

"Nope. He was a perfect angel."Grace said getting off the couch.

"Really, he's normally fussy around new people." Janice replied as Matt walks over to the TV and picks him up the DVD cases.

"Well, he was a little fussy a while after you guys left but I sang him a little lullaby." Grace replied as she begins to clean up. "He was out like a light moments later."

"Grace is really good with kids." Molly replied.

"Uh, yeah. I use to work as a nanny in Madrid for about a year in a half. I made a lot of hefty amounts of cash basically babysitting." Grace retorts.

"Hey Grace..." Matt began, Grace turns to face him as he holds up the DVD cases. "'The Shining'? 'Cloverfield'? Really?"

"Hey, Molly picked 'The Shining'." Grace defended herself.

"Is that true?" Matt asked.

"Well it is about a kid with special powers who faces traumatic events and manages to escape from a nightmarish place." Molly explained. "Danny Torrance and I are basically kindred spirits."

"And secondly, 'Cloverfield' wasn't my first choice. I wanted to see 'Let the Right One In' but they didn't have it in the kiosk." Grace replied. "It's Swedish... I have a weird taste in movies, I know."

"Teen vampires, I saw it at least three times." Janice replied.

"Really? I saw it at least six times." Grace answered. "I like the relationship between Eli and Oskar is so deep and dark."

"And yet so innocent." Janice explained.

"Exactly." Grace agreed. "Wow, I didn't think you had an edge."

"Well we women have many sides, don't we?" Janice joked as Grace laughed. "Have to go check on Matty."

"I'll go with you." Grace said following Janice. "Heck, maybe you can give me some pointers for the next time I babysit. That's if you'll still have me."

Janice stopped and said "I would love for you to be Matty's permanent sitter."

"Great." Grace said with a smile.

Matt observes this closely. The two women were actually bonding with each other. This wasn't exactly how he thought this would play out. Molly walks up next to him and says "They seem to be getting along great, don't they?"

"Yeah, trying to decide if that's good or bad." Matt said with a small smile on his face.

Grace and Molly leave the house and head to Grace's Mustang – only it's the point of view of someone who is watching them. The two get in the car while Grace starts the car and she drives off.

However, we learn who is watching them – Company agent David Wright who was sitting in a black SUV but he isn't alone. Sitting next to him in the passenger seat is a familiar face – Rene but the man better know as the Haitian.

Peter Petrelli

New York City, New York

Peter Petrelli is shoved hard against the wall a warehouse by a large man with a shaved head. The man rips off a metal sign behind him that was bolted to the wall. "Great. Super strength. Had to be super strength." Peter mumbles as the man rolls up the metal sign and turns it into a make shift club. The man swings the club at Peter only to have Peter dodge each of the attacks. He calls out to his left "Can I get some help over here!" as he dodged another blow.

"Kinda busy!" Sylar's voice calls out as we see that he is fighting three thugs. One had what it looked like stone fists and was punching Sylar while the other two held him up. "Can I- go- full force- on these – punks?" he asked through punches he was receiving.

"Go nuts... no killing though!" Peter said as he caught the large man's club. Peter gets the club out of his hands and kicks the man hard in the groin. "Hang on, I'm coming!"

Peter rushes over to help Sylar only to watch him zap the two thugs that were holding as a punching bag for stone-fist man. He hurls the two men away from him and the blow knocks the out cold. Sylar looks at Stone-fist and smiles as he regenerates. "I taking a licking... and keep on ticking." He flicks his finger and sends Stone-fist flying than crashing into a dumpster.

"You okay?" Peter asked as he pulls out some plastic rope ties and they begin to tie up the thugs.

"Don't worry about me." Sylar replied. "What about you, Artful Dodger?"

"Some times a great defense doesn't have to be an offense." Peter said as tightly a strap on a thug's hands. He groans in pain and rubs his wrist

"You want to borrow some regenerative power?" Sylar asked.

"Nah, I'll be fine. Probably will need some ice though." Peter said as they tie up the large thug when they look around. "Wait, someone is missing."

"Our stone-fisted friend. Should we go after him?" Sylar asked.

"Might as well. These clowns aren't going anywhere." Peter said as he and Sylar walk off.

The Stone-fist thug was running with a limp as he grabs his chest. He walks into an alley and bumps into a wall, or something that felt like a wall. He looks up and his eyes widen in horror.

Peter and Sylar continue searching until they hear a loud roar and a bloodcurdling scream. They rush to the same alley where Stone-fist was. They see something monstrous flying into the air with bat-like wings. It was hard for them to get a good look as it was too far away. They do see Stone-fist in its arms.

"What the hell-" Peter began.

"Took the words out of my mouth, Pete." Sylar replied.

The two men stare at each other in disbelief. Whatever they saw, it wasn't human.

HEROES

Created by Tim Kring

Parkman Residence

Los Angeles, California

Matt came out of the bathroom, dressed for bed and Janice is sitting on their bed also dressed for bed. "Matty is still out like a light." Janice said.

"Really?" Matt asked.

"Yes, I have no idea what Grace did but he hasn't made a peep all night." Janice replied. "The woman is like the baby whisperer."

"She is... something." Matt said nervously.

"Full of surprises to say the least." she stated. "It's just - something's been bugging me about Grace."

Matt looks at her with worry. "And what is that?"

"A pretty girl like that is still single?"Janice answered as Matt breathed a small sigh of relief, "That's just simply unacceptable."

"Well not everyone can be as happy as we are." Matt said kissing her on the forehead.

"I was thinking of setting her up with as client of mine. He's single." Janice suggested.

"I don't know, Janice. I don't think she's the type who likes to be set up." Matt replied.

"Come on, it'll be good for her. We can go and make it a double date to help her through it." Janice said.

"Yeah, blind dates are pretty much Chinese water torture only more painful." Matt joked. "Tell you what, I'll talk to her and see if she's into the idea."

"Thank you." Janice said excitedly. They hold each other closely. "You know what? I am the luckiest woman in the world to have you."

Matt hugs her but part of him still felt guilty. That painting was hanging over him and sooner or later, it was going to come down and shatter his world.

Janice than twinges in pain and Matt looks at her concerned. "You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, just sore. I'll take some aspirin." She answered as she walks over to a dresser drawer, "Besides, why don't you read my mind if you want to know what's wrong?"

"Because I don't want to violate your personal space and your head is pretty much as personal as it gets." Matt said as she pulls out a bottle of pills and takes two of them. We see the bottle looks like a prescription bottle which is prescribed to her.

"Funny how that never stopped you before." she said playfully as she put the bottle away quickly.

"Ha ha." Matt said sardonically. He senses something's wrong. "You sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine. It's just a headache, that's all." Janice replied. "It probably stress related." She gives him a weak smile but part of him isn't buying it.

Grace Foster & Molly Walker

In a dark loft apartment which had some moving boxes spread out in the room. There's a year old German Shepard sleeping on the floor in a dog bed but snaps awake when it hears someone at the door. The one of the two front doors opens to reveal Grace walking in with Molly behind her. The dog walks over to them and Grace smiles brightly as the dog barks. "Hey, Boomer. You been a good boy?" She closes the door behind her as we see there are several locks on the door. She locks all of them than turns to face her niece. "All right, kiddo. Time for bed." Grace said.

"Come on, it's a Saturday." Molly argued as she pets Boomer.

"I don't want any protests. You start school Monday and you need to get used to having a bedtime." Grace answered back.

"I'm not ten years old anymore, Grace." Molly replied. "I don't need a bedtime."

"Please don't make this hard for me, Molly" Grace said. "Despite the fact that we have superpowers, I want to give you a sense of normalcy. Now go get ready."

"You know, you were a lot more fun when you were just my free-spirited aunt who just came to visit." Molly said rolling her eyes and walks off as Boomer follows her.

"I'll be over to tuck you in." Grace yells back.

"Again, not ten." Molly answers back. Grace smiles slightly as she looks through a box in the living room. She sees something and pulls out a picture frame. She looks at the picture - it was a photo of herself at six with her eleven year old sister Sadie. She was sitting on a swing and Sadie was behind her, laughing. Grace touches the picture at Sadie's face.

Molly walks into the room, wearing her pajamas, with Boomer next to her. She creeps up behind Grace and sees what she was doing. Grace looks up still holding the frame. "You okay?" Molly asked.

"Uh, yeah. I-I'm fine." Grace said nervously.

Molly takes the picture frame from Grace's hands and looks at the picture. "You two were really close, weren't you?" Molly replied.

"She was my sister." Grace said with a smile as Molly put the picture frame on a bookshelf. "She used to push my buttons but I know she was doing it out of love."

"I miss them. Every day." Molly replied. "There are days where I feel like I'm gonna wake up and it was just a really bad dream."

"Yeah, me too." Grace said softly. "I know you don't like talking about it but... you told me this..."

"Sylar." Molly replied quietly.

"Yeah, Sylar. What kind of name is that anyway?" Grace said bitterly as Molly stayed quiet. "You told me he did it. What happened to him?"

"I wish I could tell you." Molly said.

"I'll tell you one thing, if I ever get my hands on that son of a-" Grace spat.

"It won't help." Molly said aggravated..

Grace knew she was right: it wouldn't bring her sister back or undo the trauma Molly had endured. "Sorry, I tend to go to a bad place sometimes." Grace breathed. "No more stalling - off to bed"

"Fine, fine, I'm going." Molly said heading to bed. "Come on Boomer, you can watch me brush my teeth. Good night, Grace!"

"Good night!" Grace called out as Boomer followed Molly. She walks over to the window and makes sure they're secure when she notices a black SUV parked in front of the building. Grace saw a black SUV parked in front of the Parkman house. Grace shrugged off and secured the window.

Peter Petrelli & Gabriel Gray

New York City

Peter and Sylar walk down the hall heading to Peter's apartment. They were still a bit shaken up at what they just witnessed. What looked like a monster flying away with an evolved human with stone-fists. "That has to be the strangest thing I have ever seen and that's saying something." Peter replied.

"Maybe it's just another person with abilities. We do come in different varieties." Sylar replied.

"I don't know. Maybe." Peter said skeptically. "Should we tell Noah?"

"It's your call, oh fearless leader." Sylar joked as he sees Peter grabbing his wrist in pain. "You sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, I just need some ice." Peter said as he tried to open the door to his apartment. "Tell you what, if we see that thing again, we'll let Noah or my mother know. Get them to deal with it."

"That's what the Company is good at. Sweeping monsters under the rug." Sylar replied.

"Yeah, look at how well that worked with you." Peter joked as he opened the door.

"Ow, cheap shot!" Sylar stated. They walk inside and shut the door as Sylar notices Peter is still in pain. "You really sure you don't want some healing power? I don't mind sharing."

"I said I'm fine." Peter replied, getting annoyed.

"Come on, it's no big deal." Sylar replied as he tried to take Peter's hand.

"I said NO!" Peter yelled back which stuns Sylar for a second. "I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to-"

"You're still worried about Tess, aren't you?" Sylar guessed.

"Yeah, you could say that." Peter said as he grabbed an ice pack. "It's just- if I were to take another ability that would mean-"

"You'd lose the ability you took from Tess." Sylar stated. Peter gives him a look. "Sorry, sometimes I know you better than you know yourself... frankly better than I know myself."

"I don't want to lose my connection to her." Peter said.

"Just because you lose her power, doesn't mean you'll lose her." Sylar stated.

"I know. I know. Sometimes I wish I had my old ability back. The one I have is fine but it's just not the same." Peter replied. "It sucks."

"So you'd like your old powers back, warts and all?" Sylar asked.

"It's a lot better than being so... limited." Peter said as he sighs and changes the subject. "I just hope she's doing okay."

"I'm sure the little spark plug is doing just fine." Sylar replied. Peter gives him a small smile and nods.

Tracy's Halfway House

Chicago Illinois

It was night and everyone was asleep, everyone except for Tess Patrick who was tossing and turning in her bed, We see that she is in the same room Amanda, Lacey and Gwen were in but we see only Amanda and Lacey are in the room. It had been a week since she was dropped off there after her mother's death and Tess was trying to adjust to everything. Tess continues to try to get to sleep until...

"Tess!" Lacey said in a hushed yell. She tosses a pillow at her which causes her to get up. "Magneta! Ya mind? Some of us are trying to sleep!"

"Sorry." Tess said softly. "I can't sleep."

"Than go downstairs, drink a glass of warm milk and go to sleep!" Lacey blurts out quietly.

"I am lactose intolerant." Tess replied.

"Okay, how about I put a pillow over your face and keep it there until you stop kicking!" Lacey said bitterly.

After a moment Tess retorts "You are one seriously disturbed girl."

"Will you two quit it!" Amanda replied. "You keep bickering and Ms Strauss is going to cancel our field trip tomorrow. I kind of want to see more than just this house and the backyard. So shut up and go... to... sleep!" Amanda lies back down and goes back to sleep. Lacey and Tess look at each other. They both knew it wasn't a good idea to piss Amanda off and went back to sleep.

"This better be worth it, guys." Tess said to herself looking at the watch on her wrist.

Tracy Strauss was sitting in the office that had been made for business matters. She was leafing through some files. We see she is reading over Tess Fitzpatrick's file. "You know, normal people are asleep at this time of night." Tracy looks up and sees Company agent Tom Balfour standing at the door.

"This coming from the man who is also up at 2:00 AM." Tracy replied

"I was just doing a head check on the kids. Making sure none of them made a break for it." Tom answered back. He sees the file she is reading. "You looking over the Fitzpatrick girl's file?"

"Yeah, her case really makes me sad. A lot of these kids come from broken homes or are teen runaways." Tracy stated. "I can't imagine what would've happened if Peter hadn't found her first."

"I can imagine quite a bit. I mean, with the power they all wield, they could become extremely dangerous." Tom replied.

"You don't have faith in them?" Tracy asked.

"It's not like that." Tom said while sitting down in a chair.

"There are racist bastards are there that could push some of them into feeling they have to take matters into their own hands." Tracy said. "I don't want them to resort to that."

"You mean like you?" Tom uttered. Tracy looks at him stunned. "Everyone knows what you did to those Building 26 agents. We have to go over the files of those incidents before we begin field work."

"Great, I have become an example for what not to do... I thought they'd moved on from that." Tracy replied rubbing the bridge of her nose. "I've been walking on eggshells for a while now for all my past transgressions. I made mistakes like anyone else. Now I find out they still don't trust me. I don't know what else they want me to do."

"This mean you want to give up?" Tom asked as Tracy gets up from her chair.

"As much as I'd like to, it isn't the kind of girl I am, Mr Balfour." Tracy replied. "I'm going to bed."

As Tracy goes to leave, "I don't know if it helps, but for what it's worth... I trust you." Tom replied.

Tracy remains silent and smiles as she leaves.

Hiro Nakumura

Tokyo Japan

Hiro pops back into his apartment than goes to the map and writes on a post it note - "Kevin Butler – Jacksonville Florida.' He than hears a knock at the door and rushes over to it. He checks the peephole and smiles brightly. Hiro opens the door to reveal Ando and Kimiko standing there. "Ando! Kimmy!" Hiro yelled as he hugs them.

"Hello, old friend." Ando said.

"How are you, Hiro?" Kimmy replied.

"Please come in... no, wait a second." Hiro said as he backs away and slams the door in their faces. He rushes to put away his tools. He fumbles with some papers and drops some on the floor.

"What in the world is the matter with you?" Kimmy asked calling from the closed door.

"Open the door!" Ando called out,

"Just a second." Hiro called out as he picks up the papers at the same time tries to push the map out of the room. Suddenly, the door opens and Ando and Kimmy brag in.

"Are you... okay?" Ando said as he sees Hiro's makeshift command center.

"Um... oops." Hiro replied sheepishly as he backs away from his map.

Chicago Zoo

Chicago Illinois

It was a busy Sunday afternoon and families and tourists crowd the zoo. A two white vans pull up as some of the Halfway house kids step out. Schuyler steps out of the driver seat of van one and Tracy gets out of the passenger side while some students step out, including Amanda, Lacey, Tess, and a kid with short blond hair named Cody.

Out of the driver seat of the other van, Tom Balfour steps out and the kids of his van step out including Felix, Gwen and a tall brunette named Bernadette.

"All right kids, gather around." Tracy replied as the kids gather. "I know a lot of you have been working hard since you got here and today is your reward for your hard work. If you all behave yourselves, I will consider doing more of these field trips."

"Why didn't Edgar come?" Amanda asked.

"He volunteered to watch the house while we were out." Tracy answered.

"Needed a break?" Tom whispered to Tracy.

"Figured he deserved it." Tracy said with a grin. "And one more thing... no using and if you do, use them wisely." Some of the kids groan especially Gwen, it was a zoo after all. "Come along!"

They all follow her into the zoo as we see Barbara Zimmerman watching from afar standing next to a tree. Tracy senses something than looks over but she doesn't see anyone as she goes back to her kids.

Hiro's Apartment

Tokyo Japan

Hrio stands in the middle of the room with Ando and Kimmy standing there with him. "I really wish you hadn't seen this." Hiro replied.

"Hiro, I thought you had stopped doing this?" Kimmy asked.

"I did, I mean I was going to but this other me from the future came and told me not to give up." Hiro said. "He said if I stop, bad things would happen."

"You can't keep doing this." Kimmy yelled.

"Calm down, Kimmy." Ando replied.

"Calm down!" Kimmy said. "He's going back out there to play superhero and you want me to calm down?"

"Ando is right. You really don't have to worry about me." Hiro replied. "I am a hero and heroes-"

"You are endangering your life by doing this! You told me all these stories about what you have done and you can't do this forever." Kimmy said. "A few months ago, you almost died because of what your... powers were doing to your mind."

"I am doing this to help people. To save the world." Hiro stated as an alarm on his watch went off. He checks his watch. "I wish I could stay but there's something I need to do."

"Hiro?" Ando replied as Hiro grabs his sword.

"I'll be back." Hiro nods as he disappears.

"HIRO!" Kimmy yelled.

Ando shares a look of concern with his wife.

Hiro appears in an alleyway as he pulls out the slip of paper from his pocket. We see that it's a list and one things on the list reads 'People to Save' and he is on the last name on the list which read 'Grace Foster/Lady Fuchsia.'

Seraphina Dance Studio

Los Angeles, California

Grace Foster was standing in front a group of children between the ages of twelve to sixteen who were in clothes that would suggest it was a dance class. "All right, one more time from the top! Five, six, seven, eight!" Grace yelled as she turned on a stereo which plays Lady Gaga's 'Starstruck'. The kids began to do a simple hip hop routine. One of the girls, Ruby who was the oldest in the class at sixteen was doing well. "Great job, Ruby. Guys follow what Ruby's doing." Grace said smiling.

"Hey, show us your moves, Miss Foster!" one of the other kids yelled.

"No, I couldn't." Grace replied. The other girls join in encouraging her.

"Come on, Miss Foster! Show me what ya got!" Ruby yelled cockily,

"Oh, all right." Grace said giving in.

Grace stood next to Ruby and copied some of her moves and even adding a ballet spin. The kids were smiling at this as Ruby tried to show off and catch up with Grace. Ruby does a head stand and spins on it.

At that moment, Matt Parkman walk into the studio and sees that Grace was in the middle of her class. He sees Grace counter Ruby's head spin by doing several back flips ending with a somersault. Matt smiles at this as the kids are cheering. Grace turns off the music.

"That was awesome. You gotta teach me that!" Ruby replied.

"Maybe next class. Now it's time for my next class." Grace said, looking at her watch. "I'll see you guys next Sunday!"

The kids begins to leave as Ruby sees Matt standing there. He hears a passing thought. "Really hope that's not her boyfriend. She could do SO much better." Matt's eyes widen as Grace sees him.

"Sometimes I wish I didn't have to hear stuff like that." Matt stated.

"What did she say... or think?" Grace asked.

"You don't wanna know." Matt replied.

"Fair enough." Grace said. "So what brings you here? Come to take a lesson?"

"Uh no but if I ever want to tryout to be a Laker girl, than I'll call you." Matt joked as Grace laughs. "Where's Molly?"

"She's at home. She wanted to spend her last day of freedom before she starts school tomorrow." Grace said and Matt looked worried. "Don't worry, she knows to lock all the doors and windows of the loft. We even got a dog who is more than willing to attack anyone who wants to hurt us."

"What kind of dog?" he asked.

"German Shepard." Grace stated with Matt nodding. "But you didn't come here to ask me about my home security."

"Your keen perception is terrifying." Matt replied.

"Why are you really here?" Grace asked.

"Well, Janice and I were talking and-" Matt began.

"She didn't change her mind about me being mini Matt's sitter?" Grace said worried. "If I said some to-"

"No, it's not that. She really doesn't want to pass up help from the baby whisperer." Matt replied. "She was wondering why you were single and she-"

"Oh no, she's not trying to set me up on a blind date, is she?" Grace said annoyed.

"Indeed she is." Matt said. "I did have a feeling you wouldn't want to be set up."

"Well if you didn't notice, Molly was trying to set the two of us up before she found out you and Janice were back together." Grace said.

"Really, I hadn't noticed." Matt said, trying to play it cool.

"Sure." Grace answered, playing along.

"So I take this as a 'no'?" Matt asked.

"As much I hate blind dates, I wouldn't mind help from a friend." Grace said after a brief moment of silence. "But how do I know this guy she's setting me up with isn't like wannabe Ted Bundy? I don't want to be alone with a complete stranger."

"Not to worry. Janice even wants the two of us to come along and make it a double date to take the pressure off." Matt said.

"In that case... Tell you what, you can tell Jan that I'll go for it under two conditions." Grace replied.

"And they are?" he asked.

"If Molly could watch Matty while we go out." Grace replied.

"Done." Matt replied. "And the other condition?"

"I'll need my dog to stay with Molly while at Chateau Parkman." Grace retorts.

"I don't know. Janice will-" Matt began.

"Oh don't worry, Boomer is totally house broken." Grace said.

"Boomer?" Matt asked.

"That's his name. He's a great dog but if he believes that you'll hurt me or Molly... well let's just say he's a mean son of a bitch." Grace smiled.

"Good to know." Matt said. "Okay, I'll try to convince Janice."

"Good, I get off at three so..." Grace said.

"I'll call you and give you the details." Matt replied.

"Great." Grace said with a bright smile. "Pick up Molly and Boomer at six while I get ready after you give me the details."

"All right than. Well I should go tell Janice the good news." Matt said. "I'll see ya tonight." Matt began to leave and Grace's next class came in

"See ya than." Grace called out.

Matt looks back and sees Grace beginning her class which was made up of six to twelve year old. 'Have to admit, she's good with kids.' Matt thought to himself as he left.

Company Headquarters

Gretchen walks in headquarters with two guards who had picked her up in a black SUV a block away from campus. They remained quiet through the whole ride there which made her a tad uneasy. Gretchen looks around, she'd been here before but now she was there in an official capacity. "Well.." Gretchen looks up and sees Noah walking towards her. "Right on the dot. Have to admire someone who is punctual."

"It helps to make a good to make a good impression." Gretchen said. "So is there some kind of interview process or am I heading straight to work?"

Noah sighs. "This way." He begins to lead her off.

"Knew I was getting off too easy." Gretchen mumbles as he leads her into his office.

The two of them walk inside as Noah closes the door behind her. "I assure you, I'll make this as painless as possible."

"I'm okay. Just a little nervous, that's all." she said as she sat in the chair in front of Noah's desk.

"Don't be, as long as you read the reference guide you were given, you'll do just fine." he uttered as he sat in his desk. "You did read it?"

"Cover to cover. I will say that the Harry Potter series was a better read." Gretchen joked.

"Right." Noah said chuckling. "I want you to understand that things are very different now ever since Claire revealed herself to the world."

"So I've been told." Gretchen said frankly. "Look, I promise to keep 'Company' matters a secret but I don't see why you're concerned. I'm just going to be Claire's assistant, right?"

"Yes, but there are dangerous people out there and I'm not just talking about those like Claire. People that would be more than happy to teach Claire a lesson by going after you or anyone you love. It's a basic fact when you're in this line of work. You do understand?"

"I care about Claire, Mr Bennet and I will do anything to protect her." she said bluntly.

"Noah smiles "Good to hear."

"Where is she right now?" Gretchen asked.

"She is preparing to go on the Lenard Sharp Show to discuss our views on this whole cure mess." Noah said as he began to lead her out.

"I heard about that. Is it true? Can they... cure people?" Gretchen asked.

After a moment of silence, Noah speaks up. "It's just a pipe dream these people are trying to sell for quick millions. They're nothing more than snake oil salesmen preying on a frightened people."

"A group that's growing everyday, right?" Gretchen replied.

"You are correct on that, Gretchen. The interview is going to be via satellite. We don't want another zealot to get the idea to copy the actions of Mr Fitzpatrick." Noah replied.

"I sure Claire was real happy about that." Gretchen said joking.

"I'm sure seeing you will soften the blow." Noah replied as his phone rings. "She's Conference Room 8, Lauren will take you there."

Gretchen leaves the office as Noah shuts the door. He goes to his phone and answers. "Bennet... how is your surveillance going?... Cut the guy some slack. He does like to make small talk... Yes, a lot more than we did. I know... Just make sure you remain hidden. I don't want her to know she's being followed. The woman is incredibly resourceful as you'll recall... Yes, I'll catch the red eye and meet you there... Okay, bye." He hangs up and sighs.

"This is beyond insane." Claire uttered as she fixed her hair in front of a mirror in Conference Room 8. "I don't see why I can't do this interview in person. Shouldn't I make public appearances in front of the public?" We see Milton Smythe working with the video camera and a laptop that the camera was hooked up to.

"Yeah, 'cause you getting shot in front of several journalists from across the globe helped our image?" Milton bluntly said without thinking. Claire turns and gives him a look. "Sorry, I could've swore I said that in my head."

"For a certified genius, you really aren't smart enough to know you're not suppose to make a crack at the boss's daughter." Claire said playfully with a grin which makes Milton smile shamefacedly.

"We'll- um- we'll be going live in five." Milton replied.

The door opens as Lauren lets Gretchen inside. Gretchen smiles as Claire goes over to hug her. "I am so glad you made it." Claire said.

"Are you kidding, fire-breathing dragons couldn't keep me away." Gretchen replied.

"Aw, there were dragons on the freeway?" Milton said sound disappointed.

"Nice to see you too, Miltie." Gretchen replied.

"It's Milton. My grandparents call me Miltie." Milton said annoyed. "And we're on in two."

"Fine." Claire said as she sat in the chair in front of the camera. "Let's get this over with."

"In five... four... three... two" Milton said as he points to Claire on two. Claire gives a half smile as Gretchen stands behind Milton and give a thumbs up which makes Claire smile brightly.

Peter Petrelli

Mercy Heights Hospital

Peter was in the break room, talking on his cellphone. "So, any sign of our gargoyle?"

"Nope, I have searched the whole city and there's not sign of it." we hear Sylar's voice on the other end.

"Just keep looking. And don't pick a fight with this thing." Peter ordered him. "We don't know what this thing is."

"I can take anything it throws at me." Sylar stated.

"Not the point. It may be someone with an ability that's mutated out of there control. They may be in pain or confused." Peter said.

"And killing other people with abilities?" Sylar answered. "Back in my heyday, I would've probably joined forces with this... thing."

"Just don't confront him. Promise me you won't." Peter pleaded, ignoring the last statement.

"You have my word. If I see him, I'll report back to you." Sylar said. "I'll check back later."

Peter hangs up as we see an older African American male doctor who was in his mid fifties enter the room. "Peter Petrelli?" the doctor spoke up and Peter looks at him.

"Yes, can I help you?" Peter asked.

"You're a very hard man to track down. I've been meaning to have word with you but every time I do, you... take off." the doctor said.

"I do have that tendency." Peter replied. "Wait a second, who are you?"

"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Dr Porter and I am the new chief of psychiatric care here at Mercy Heights. The hospital board has asked if I can do some personal counseling with you." the doctor replied. "I want to discuss your hero complex."

Peter stares at him, stunned. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Peter, it's no secret that you're... special and the hospital is starting to view you as a liability." Dr Porter replied. "They just-"

"They just want to cover there own hides, aren't they?" Peter stood up, sounding offended.

"They feel you need to see mental help and I agree with them after looking over your file." Dr Porter said.

"You- you read my file?" Peter answered back shocked.

"Any hospital personnel can, Peter. You know that." Dr Porter replied.

"You know what, they can take their therapy and shove it." Peter got up to leave. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to work."

"That's the thing. The board told me to tell you that if you don't work out your issues with me, they will be forced to terminate your employment." Dr Porter said.

"You're saying if I don't get help, I'll get fired?" Peter asked.

"I'm afraid so." Dr Porter replied.

Peter looks at him, in shock. He's been backed into a wall.

Hiro's Apartment

Tokyo Japan

Ando and Kimiko were still in Hiro's apartment, looking at what Hiro had been up to while they were away. Kimmy picks up a paper that read 'People the future needs.' in their native language.

"I can't believe this. He is still putting his life at risk." Kimmy replied agitated. "I would've thought after recovering from surgery, he would have learned all this was dangerous."

"Kimmy, you have to understand that being a hero is important to him." Ando told her.

"I know that, I'm just concerned about his well being." Kimmy said. "I just wonder where he is right now."

"With Hiro, he can be anywhere." Ando replied.

"That doesn't help." Kimmy said with a withering look on her face.

"I know." Ando replied as his wife goes into her brother's bedroom. "Where are you, Hiro?"

Hiro was walking down the street next to Hollywood Boulevard. He passes a pay phone with phone book hanging from it. He begins to leaf through it looking for something. He finds something and looks through his pocket for a coin than pulls one out and puts it in only to hear it come back in the coin return slot. He rolls his eyes and dials and puts the phone to his ear.

"Information, can I help you?" the automated voice said.

"Yes, I am looking for Lady Fuchsia." Hiro said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Could you repeat that?" the voice asked.

"Okay, I am looking to Grace Foster." Hiro said, a bit annoyed.

"Are looking for Gary Farmer?"

"No! Grace Foster! Lady Fuchsia! She is in grave danger!" Hiro yelled as some of the people around him began to look at him. Hiro laughs nervously as he hangs up the phone.

Tracy Strauss & Tom Balfour

Chicago Zoo

Tracy was standing in front of the lion exhibit as Tom comes up behind her as she stares at a lioness. "You enjoying yourself?" Tom asked.

"Have to admire a powerful female." Tracy replied. "Where are the kids?"

"Some of the guys are in the monkey house." Tom said.

"Let me guess, monkeying around?" Tracy asked with a smile.

"Thought I'd spare you the primate jokes." Tom replied. "The girls are hanging around the concession stand except for Amanda, Lacey and Tess. They are at the bird house."

"I just hope the kids are enjoying." Tracy replied.

"I'm sure they are. This was a good idea, give a chance for some fresh air, new surroundings." Tom said. "I mean before our bosses force them to do training drills."

"Pretty much. Can I ask you something?" Tracy said and Tom nods. "Do you get the feeling you were being watched?"

"In our line of work, when don't you feel like you're being watched?" Tom said. Tracy just sighs than Tom grabs her hand but he pulls away quickly. "Ah!"

"Oh god, are you okay?" Tracy asked concerned as Tom checks his hand which went from blue back to a normal shade.

"Sorry, forgot for a second-" Tom began.

"That I wasn't normal?" Tracy said. "Happens a lot." Tom just smiles.

"Come on, let's go check on our charges. Don't want them to cause any trouble." Tom replied. Tracy nods and they walk off.

Tess was in the bird house, drawing a yellow canary in a sketch pad. It was a fairly good drawing. She looks over and sees Amanda staring at a display information on the bird Tess was drawing with Lacey standing next to her, looking bored.

"Are we done here? This is getting boring." Lacey asked.

"Why don't you go hang out with Gwen and swap fashion tips?" Tess joked.

"I'd rather have blood worms crawl in my brain." Lacey uttered as Amanda laughs. Amanda walks over and sees Tess' drawing.

"That's a really good drawing." Amanda commented.

"Thanks." Tess said nervously. "Doing this calms me down. I even used write and draw my own comics in Pittsburgh. I kinda wanted to be like Isaac Mendez."

"I know about that guy, I had like almost every issue of '9th Wonders.' It really sucked what happened to him." Lacey replied.

"What happened to him?" Tess asked.

"You don't know?" Lacey asked. "Some dude named Sylar killed him."

"Sylar?" Tess asked nervously, looking down at her watch.

"Yeah, guy was like the boogeyman to people like us." Lacey replied.

"You ever meet him face to face?" Tess asked the girls.

"I did. But he wasn't as scary as I thought." Amanda said. "My mom kinda took a shine to him."

"I met him." Tess said. "In New York. He and Peter saved my life."

"Wait, Peter? As in Peter Petrelli?" Lacey asked with peaked interest.

"Yep, that would be him." Tess replied.

"Tell me, is he as cute in person?" Lacey questioned Tess which took the other two by surprise."What, the guy is hot! I have eyes."

"Okay, Gwen!" Amanda joked.

"Take that back!" Lacey pointed and the other two laugh.

"Hey!" The girls jump up and Amanda instinctively raises her hands and causes a small explosion and Lacey goes through a wall. They see it's Schuyler and Felix who barely dodge Amanda's attack.

"Jeez!" Felix replied. Lacey pokes her head back in through the wall than walks into the room again.

"Remind me never to sneak up behind you." Schuyler said to Amanda.

"Very funny." Amanda replied as she walks over to Schuyler and kisses him.

"Come on, you guys. Cut it out! Get a room." the others said as they messed with their friends.

"We'd have one if you children would beat it." Schuyler said.

"There he goes, thinking he's god's gift." Felix whispered to Tess who giggles.

"I heard that!" Schuyler said throwing a zoo map at him. Felix just laughs.

"Let's blow this bird cage!" Lacey said.

They leave the house as Barbara walks in and a dark smile appears on her face as she watches Tess walk away with her friends.

Grace Foster & Molly Walker

Los Angeles, California

Molly sat on Grace's bed reading a English dubbed manga of Sailor Moon with Boomer lying next to her feet. We see several articles of clothing scattered about as she looks up from her book. "Come on, I want to see what you're going to wear!" Molly called out to Grace who was in her closet.

"I don't know if this is the dress." Grace called from the closet.

"Just come out and let me see it!" Molly replied.

"Okay, okay! Don't have a hissy fit, I'm coming." Grace said. She steps out of the closet in a modest dark purple dress which was nice but... "What do you think?"

"It's... well, you look... okay." Molly said reluctantly. Boomer who raises his head to see what Grace is wearing than lowers his head.

"It's that bad?" Grace asked.

"Well, its-" Molly began.

"It's Mass! It's Sunday Catholic Mass and the altar boys are snickering!" Grace said, looking in her mirror.

"Actually, looks like something the one of the altar boys would wear." Molly stated than she gets up from the bed. "Why don't you let me pick?"

"Fine, go ahead." Grace sighed.

Molly walks into the closet and finds something. She grabbed a slinky black dress from her closet.

"How about... this?" Molly said handing Grace the dress.

"I don't know..." Grace replied.

"Come on, black is flattering and you'd SO look like a starlet in it." Molly said excitedly.

"I know but... I don't want to upstage Janice and-" Grace said.

"Grace, this is your blind date. She and Matt are just tagging along for moral support." Molly retorts. "You need to wow your date."

"What if I don't like him and I give him the wrong idea?" Grace asked.

"Grace, right now is not the time to be picky. You're always saying that the well has been dry in the romance department." Molly replied. Grace gives her a look of shock. "What, I heard you tell that to Mohinder last month."

"That was an adult conversation and-" Grace said only to hear a knock on one of the front doors. Boomer rushes to the doors and begins barking. "That must be Matt coming to pick guys up."

Molly gets off the bed quickly and rushes out the room to answer the door. She opens the doors and Matt is standing there. "Matt!"

"Hey, how are ya doing, kiddo?" Matt said as he hugs her.

"Why do I have to keep reminding you and Grace? I am a teenager now, not a kid anymore." Molly said rolling her eyes.

"Sorry, I'll try to remember that." Matt said as Boomer continues to bark. "I take it this is Boomer?"

"Yep." Molly said as she turns to face the dog. "Shh, Boomer! No, he's a friend." Boomer stops barking, tilts his head than sits down, calming down.

"He's well trained, I'll give you that." Matt noticed.

"Yeah, it's amazing what you can get a dog to do when you can become a human dog whistle." Grace said, entering the room wearing the reject dress.

"So, you're wearing that?" Matt said raising an eyebrow.

"Does everyone here not like this dress?" Grace asked.

"It's nice, if you're going to Bingo night with Cloris Leachman." Matt joked.

"Go ahead make all the jokes you want!" Grace retorts. "Besides I'm not even done getting ready yet so don't judge until you see the finished product."

"If you say so. Let's hit the road, Molly." Matt said.

"All right. Come on, Boomer!" Molly said as Boomer followed her.

"You sure you don't want a ride to the restaurant?" Matt asked.

"No, it's fine. Sally can get me there and get me all the way home." Grace answered.

"Cannot believe you named your car 'Sally.'" Matt said.

"Come on, Mustang Sally? It's a play on words." Grace joked.

"Oookay. I'll see you there. Bye." Matt said.

"Later." Grace replied as he exits. She walks back into her room and picks up the slinky black dress and a mischievous grin appears on her face.

Sylar was walking inside an abandoned warehouse in Brooklyn. He figured the creature hide in dimly lit areas with no sign of people. He sees there are crates and broken machinery inside the warehouse and is holding a flashlight into the darkness. As he continues walking, Sylar steps on something that made a crack sound. He backs away than looks down and picks it up using his telekinesis – it looked like a femur.

"Someone got hungry." Sylar said, the look of terror on his face said it all.

Suddenly something with wings swoops down and stands behind Sylar. He turns around quickly to see who it was but before he could react, the winged figure backhands Sylar viciously which sends him crashing through several crates.

Sylar remains unmoving for a moment until he gets up. "Okay... ow." he replied. We see a huge open wound on his forehead which heals quickly. He looks around and sees the figure is gone. The look on his face is one we haven't seen in a while: fear.

Peter Petrelli

Mercy Heights Hospital

Peter is standing in Dr Porter's office as the doctor sat in a chair, taking notes. "Peter, we've been here for almost thirty minutes. I'd like to hear what you have to say." Dr Porter replied.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do here?" Peter asked, looking out the window.

"Tell me what's on your mind. How are you feeling?" Dr Porter said.

"Okay, what's on my mind is how I can get this over with and what I'm feeling is extremely annoyed." Peter said bitterly. "How's that?"

"It's a start." the doctor answered. "Peter, I am trying to help you. I'm not here to judge you."

"You really expect me to buy that?" Peter asked.

"You have trouble trusting people, don't you?" Porter retorts.

"Let's just say people in my life tend to let me down. My parents... Nathan..." Peter said, drifting off after the last statement.

"Your brother?" Porter replied,

"Yeah. I just feel... I feel like I'm losing who I am." Peter stated,

"Is it because of your... special gifts?" Porter asked. Peter looks at him. "Peter, despite the way other people feel, I am a very open person."

Peter looked surprised. "I've been- been trying to reconnect with people but I'm afraid that if I get too close with someone..."

"They'll end up letting you down or that you'll risk losing them?" Porter replied. Peter nods. "Good, now we're getting somewhere."

"So, can I go?" Peter asked as Porter checks his watch.

"All right but I want to back here tomorrow, same time." Porter retorts.

Peter sighs. "Whatever." he said as he gets up to leave.

"Peter, I'm not the bad guy here." Porter said.

"That's your opinion." Peter replied as he left.

Peter walks down the hallway of the hospital and passes Emma. She sees him and notices he walks with anger in his stride. "Peter?" She walks in front of him. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine." Peter said, changing his tone around her.

"Don't lie. I know when a person is angry." Emma replied. "What is the matter?"

"It's nothing. You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine." Peter said.

"You can tell me, what is it?" Emma tried to get something out of him.

"The hospital thinks I'm a liability and they said if I don't get help, I'll lose my job." Peter said clearly.

"That's terrible. What are you going to do?" Emma asked.

"I don't know." Peter said when his cellphone rings. "What is it, Sylar? You did? I'm on my way."

"Peter, where are you going?" Emma asked as he began to leave.

"Be a hero." Peter said as he walks past the exit and leaves. Emma looks concerned, she didn't know what Peter might do.

Althenia Restaurant

Los Angeles, California

Inside the beautifully decorated Italian restaurant which had a modern motif. There are several people having dinner and you can also see a bar as well. Matt and Janice were being seated at a table, Matt was in a suit and Janice was in a dark red dress with shall wrap. Matt looks around. "You sure he's coming?" Matt asked.

"He said he'd be here soon." Janice replied as she looks and sees someone. "And there he is. Griffin!"

A tall man in his mid thirties with jet black hair and a gray pinstripe suit walks over to the table. "Sorry I'm late. An ADA's work is never done." he said as he shakes Matt's hand. "Griffin Hancock."

"Nice to meet you." Matt replied.

"Griffin is the new Assistant District Attorney. He's close friends with my boss." Janice said.

"I don't like to brag." Griffin replied modestly. He looks around. "So where's this amazing woman you wanted to meet?"

"She's running a little late. I'm sure she'll be here." Janice replied. Matt heard her think "I hope."

Matt turns and sees Grace walk into the restaurant taking off her coat. He sees she is wearing the slinky black dress Molly picked out with a matching necklace and black stiletto heels. Her hair was down and she looked like every bit a Hollywood diva. 'Oh god. Why couldn't she have worn the purple dress' he thought.

"Oh, there she is. Grace!" Janice called out.

Grace strides towards the table, smiling brightly. "Sorry I'm late, I wanted to look perfect."

"You do look beautiful." Janice complimented her.

"Thank you. You do too." Grace said brightly. She looks at Matt. "Hope you're ordering crow." Matt clears his throat.

"Grace, I'd like to meet you to Griffin Hancock. Griffin, this is lovely woman is Grace Foster." Janice said.

"Very nice to meet you." Griffin replied.

"Likewise." Grace said offering her hand for a shake only to have him take it than kisses it which makes Grace give a nervous giggle. "Great, he's one of those guys." From her tone, Matt sensed she didn't like that.

"Shall we?" Griffin replied. They all sat down as their waiter walked over.

"Hello, my name is Fabian and I will be your waiter. Are you ready to order?" the waiter asked in a thick Italian accent.

"We'll I'll have some of your best wine and my date-" Griffin began.

"Oh, don't worry. Let me." Grace interrupted. She clears her throat and looks at the menu. What comes out of her mouth shocks the table and the waiter. "I'll take the Chardonnay than I'll have the Veal Ravioli with the cream sauce." Every word she just said in her order was in perfect Italian.

"You speak Italian?" Fabian asked in his native tongue. "Finally someone who I doesn't offend my sensibility. Thank you."

"Your welcome." Grace said back to him in perfect Italian. "And do me a favor, if my date gives me a hard time, you promise to spit in wine?"

"As you wish, Bella." Fabian replied in English.

Everyone finished ordering and Fabian left happily.

"Wow, that was amazing." Janice replied. "Why didn't you say you speak Italian?"

"Well, let's just say I have an ear for languages." Grace said smugly.

Matt gives her a look as he said telepathically "You used your ability, didn't you?"

"I'll never tell." Grace sing songs in her head as they share a small smile.

"So Mr Hancock, you're the new ADA?" Grace asked.

"Yes, how did you-" Griffin began.

"I do read the newspaper, Mr Hancock." Grace said. She looks over at Matt. "Okay, I am giving this guy two more strikes before I escape out the window of the bathroom." Matt grins at this. He figured she wasn't going to like where this was going.

"Tell me a little about yourself." Griffin said.

"Um, well..." Grace said nervously. "I'm from LA but I've spent the past few years... traveling the world."

"Really, doing what?" Griffin asked.

"Not anything the ADA would be interested in." Grace replied. "Strike two."

"What about your parents? Anything I should be interested in?" he asked which made Matt and Janice look worriedly at each other than at Grace who doesn't miss a beat.

"My parents are dead." Grace said bluntly. "What I can tell you is that I am an Irish-French-Polish."

"Come again?" Matt asked.

"My father's side of my family was Irish and my mother's side was French-Polish. In fact, one of my great uncles was in a Concentration Camp during the Holuacaust." Grace said.

"Oh, was he Jewish?" Griffin asked.

"No, he was gay." Grace replied. "My family was very open towards people. It doesn't matter a person's race, social status, gender or sexuality – it's the person's actions. My parents raised me to believe that and it's one of the things I remember about my parents. So, any other questions, counselor?"

Matt smiled slightly when he notices Janice looking at the bar. "Oh no, please, not here. Please not him." Matt heard Janice think.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" Matt asked.

"I-I have to use the ladies room." Janice said as she got up from her seat.

"Is she okay?" Griffin asked.

"I'll go check on her." Grace said getting up from the table.

Matt looks up at the bar and sees a familiar face and glares. It was Tom McHenry

Grace walks into the ladies room and hears Janice crying in a stall. She walks over to the stall and knocks on the door. "Janice? Janice, are you all right?" Grace asked as Janice slowly opens the door and walks out of the stall.

"Don't tell anyone about this." Janice replied.

"I won't. Promise." Grace said. "Just tell me what's wrong."

"You promise not to judge me?" Janice asked.

"You know, I am the last person to go around passing judgment." Grace said as Janice smiled. "Go ahead, I'm sure I can help."

Janice took a deep breath. "A few years ago, I made a big mistake. Matt and I were having martial problems and I was lonely, I did something really foolish"

"You cheated on Matt?" Grace replied.

"With his partner in the force." Janice answered. Grace let out a deep sigh. "I'm not sure why I did it."

"Well... this never leaves this room, okay?" Grace said. "When I was fifteen, my dad was dying of lung cancer. On his death bed, he told me that he had an an affair with this woman who he got pregnant. He said he cut ties with the woman and left her with the baby. I wanted to hate him but I couldn't because-"

"You loved him?" Janice replied. Grace nods. "Guess we all have our demons, huh?"

The two woman share a laugh.

"Why were you reminded you of your little tryst?" Grace asked.

"The man who I had an affair with, Matt's old partner is sitting at the bar." Janice said simply.

Grace looks at her, concerned.

Claire and Gretchen walk down the halls of Company Headquarters, Claire's interview had end awhile ago and it was torture for her. A lot of what she had to do was pure torture. "So, you want to grab some lunch? I know a great Thai place." Gretchen said.

"As long as they have take out, can't go out without a swarm of guards to make sure no one tries anything." Claire said.

"Right, I forgot. Sorry." Gretchen replied.

"It's not your fault. It's mine, I suppose." Claire said. "I thought by revealing myself, I would be free to do what I wanted. Now I can't even go to school without there being riots."

"Give it time, I'm sure it won't be like this forever." Gretchen said with encouragement.

Claire smiles brightly. "How did I get so lucky?"

"Don't question it, just love it." Gretchen said playfully. Claire laughs slightly at this.

They turn a corner and see Angela Petrelli was looking for someone. She looks and sees Claire than rushes towards her. "There you are! I've been looking all over for you." Angela replied.

"What is it? What's wrong?" Claire asked.

"It's Peter. I had a dream and saw Peter in grave danger. You are the only one who can save him." Angela replied. Claire looks worriedly at Gretchen than her look changes to one of determination.

"What do I have to do?" Claire asked.

Peter walks towards a warehouse in Brooklyn where Sylar was standing in front of. Sylar had a look on his face that Peter had not seen since they were both in Parkman's nightmare trap. He sounded unnerved over the phone and that was a rare occurance from his always confident partner. "What happened? Did you find him?" Peter asked.

"More like it found me." Sylar answered,

"I thought I said don't pick a fight with that thing." Peter replied

"I didn't have a much of a choice in that. This... creature hurled me through the air like a rag doll." Sylar pointed out.

"Okay, take my phone and call Noah. Tell him to get a team together to stop this thing." Peter said handing Sylar his phone.

"And where are you going?" Sylar asked.

"I'm going to find this thing myself." Peter replied.

"You can't! This thing threw me in the air with one punch." Sylar yelled, worrying for him. "I heal, you not so much."

"I have to do something." Peter yelled as he ran off. "I'll be right back!"

"Peter!" Sylar yelled but it was too late, Peter was gone.

Back at the halfway house, everyone had gotten home safely and everyone was in their rooms, preparing for lights out. In Tess, Amanda and Lacey's room, the three girls were inside. Lacey was next to Tess and Tess looked nervous. Amanda was standing by the door with a walkie talkie in her hand. "Meltdown to Lucky, is the Ice Queen busy, over?"

"This is Lucky, Schuyler is keeping her busy, over." Felix said over the walkie talkie.

"Good, make sure he keeps her busy. I don't want to us to get put on house arrest, over." Amanda replied.

"Are you sure about this?" Tess asked.

"Dude, don't worry. I pierced my nose myself and I didn't bleed... much." Lacey said.

"Okay, I'm outta here!" Tess said getting up but Lacey stops her.

"I was kidding. Just relax." Lacey said. Tess closed her eyes until... "There, all done."

"What?" Tess asked, opening one eye,

"Yeah, I'm done. Go check it out." Lacey said.

Tess goes to the mirror and lifts the hair from her left ear and we see what Lacey did – she pierced the top of Tess' ear. "Wow, I didn't feel a thing." Tess said in awe.

"Well, it doesn't hurt that I can pass solid objects through stuff." Lacey replied. "However it is got a delayed pitch which will occur in... now."

Tess grabs her ear. "Ow!"

"Told you so." Lacey said.

"The Ice Queen is heading up, I repeat, the Ice Queen is heading up." Felix said. "Over!"

The three girls try to act casual as Tess lies on her bed, Amanda goes to the closet and Lacey just stands in the room when Tracy enters with Gwen. "See, I told you! Evil." Gwen replied.

Tracy raises an eyebrow. "Really, doesn't look it."

"But- she- they- UGH!" Gwen yelled as she left the room in a huff.

"What is going on in here?" Tracy asked.

The three girls look at each other than say. "Nothing."

"Okay, I'm too tried for this so whatever it is you're doing, don't." Tracy replied. "Lights out in a few."

The girls nod and Tracy left.

Lacey rolls her eyes, goes through a wall than comes back with Gwen, grabbing her by the arm.

"Hey, watch it. That's Prada!" Gwen said straightening up.

"I'd appreiciate you not snitching on us every five minutes because you got moved." Lacey replied.

"Hey, I don't see why I had to get kicked out to make room for the future criminal." Gwen pointed at Tess.

"Excuse me?" Tess yelled.

"Well sweetie, your daddy did try to kill Claire Bennet and the apple doesn't fall far from the tree." Gwen said. Tess glares at her. "And look at the company you've been keeping and I'm not just referring to Thing One and Thing Two over here. You were with Sylar, right?"

Tess was close to hauling off and hitting Gwen when Lacey grabs her and goes to the wall.

"What are you doing?" Gwen yelled.

"Saving you from a well deserved beatdown!" Lacey replied going through the wall with her.

Tess sits on her bed as Amanda goes to comfort her. "Don't let her bother you. That's how she is."

"In her bitchy sort of way, she's right. I'm a walking time bomb."

Amanda sighs and puts her arm around Tess as Tess rubs her ear.

Outside the house, Barbara stood across the street. She smiles with an evil glint in her eyes. She had special plans for this place.

Matt was sitting at the table alone, staring at his former partner turned romantic rival after he learned through his ability that Tom had slept with Janice during their rough patch. He sees Tom looking around as a pretty blond waitress pass him and he grabs her butt. The waitress tries to slap Tom but he grabs her arm, enjoying the fight. Matt has had enough and he walks over to him. "Hey, let her go, Tom!" Matt yelled as he makes his way there.

"Oh hey there, buddy. How's it going?" Tom replied as he let go of the waitress.

"Don't buddy me, we're not friends." Matt said to him.

"And why is that? Oh that's right, I was banging to wife senseless while you two were in 'couples' counseling. Tell me, how is Jan these days?" Tom said maliously.

"She's fine. We're back together and raising OUR son." Matt said gritting his teeth.

"I don't see why, seeing as how the kid might've turned out to be mine." Tom replied. "Not that I want the brat but just the priniciple of the matter."

"He's not your son, I know for a FACT that he isn't yours." Matt said angrily.

Janice and Grace walk back into the dinning area and see Matt confronting Tom at the bar. "Oh, this isn't good." Janice replied.

"Don't worry, I got this. Just don't let him get to you, okay?" Grace whispers to her. The two woman walk over as Matt pushes Tom against the bar as Tom laughs.

"Matt!" Janice yelled as she pulls Matt away. "Matt, calm down."

"Hey there Janny. What's shakin'?" Tom said, laughing. "Can I tell you some, Parkman? She was the WORST sex I've ever had."

Janice glares at him as she tries to prevent Matt from punching him. Grace than steps in and stands in front of Tom.

"Ooh, a redhead. Come to get yourself a slice of Tommy Boy." Tom replied.

"Actually I came to tell you to tell leave my friends alone." Grace said bluntly.

"You're friends with them?" Tom asked. "Be careful, you might end up in the middle like I was. Don't get me wrong it was fun but I just don't like being used."

"You're trying to convince me that you're the victim? Please, I saw what you did to this waitress. I know exactly what kind of person you are. You're a user, you use people- your friends, any person who gives a damn about you until you're all alone." Grace said bitterly, this was hitting home for him. "You also have no respect or value for women which probably stems from the fact that mommy didn't love you enough or because daddy beat the crap out of mommy until she left and left you alone with him as he took out his pent up rage on you til you became the one person you hate more than yourself- your father. How's that, am I in the ballpark for ya?"

Tom glares at her and takes a swing but she caught his fist and bent in back. This stunned the people in the restaurant including Tom.

"I was hoping you'd do that." Grace said as she uses momentium to flip Tom who lands flat on his back. He tries to get up but Grace puts her foot to his throat. "Here's what going to happen, you're going to apologize to my friends than you're going to apologize to this waitress you harassed... what's your name, sweetie?" Grace looks at the waitress, not taking her foot off Tom's throat.

"Priscilla." the waitress answered.

"Oh, cute name." Grace said. "You're going to apologize to the Parkmans than you're going to apologize to Priscilla or I'm gonna use my stiletto heel to give you a tracotomy. Get the... point?"

Tom gasps as she pressed harder on his throat. "You stupid bi-"

"I wouldn't finish if I were you." Grace replied, squeezing harder. "You gonna say you're sorry?"

"I'm- I'm sorry." Tom gasped as she took her foot off his throat. He takes in some air and runs out of restaurant. Grace rolls her and sighs as Priscilla walks over to her.

"That was amazing, how did you do that?" Priscilla asked.

"Two words: self defense." Grace stated.

"Thanks again for doing that." Priscilla replied before heading back to work.

"She took the words out of my mouth. Thank you." Janice said.

"That's what friends do, right?" Grace answered.

"Yeah, some don't of my friends don't go all Bruce Lee on people who did me wrong." Janice replied.

"Some of mine do but..." Matt stated as Grace looked around.

"Where's Griffin?" Grace asked.

"He got a call from his office, he told me he's sorry he had to go." Matt said.

"Oh, I have to go talk to him before he leaves." Grace said heading out.

"I thought you didn't like him?" Matt asked,

"I don't, I just don't want him to get the wrong idea. I'll be back." Grace said as she was completely out of the restaurant.

Matt sighs as he looks at the bill. "Shall we settle the bill?" he said to Janice when he heard.

"As soon as she's alone, I'm gonna fill the crazy tramp full of lead."

He recognized the voice – it was Tom's.

Janice notices something's wrong. "Matt, what is it?"

"Grace is in trouble. I think Tom is going to shoot her." Matt said darkly. Janice nods and without anymore words, Matt ran outside. Janice pulls out her cellphone.

"911, what's your emergency?" a voice on the phone asked.

Grace enters the parking area of the restaurant and searches for Griffin. She sees he's gone and sighs as she makes her way back inside when Matt runs up to her. "Matt, what is it?"

"You need to come back inside." Matt replied. "You're in terrible danger. I think Tom is-"

Before he could finish, he's hit in the back of the head. The blow knocks him out cold as Grace sees who knocked him out – Tom McHenry holding a gun. "Where ya going, sweet cheeks? We have unfinished business." he said, sounding crazed.

Grace gasps as he aims at her. She could disarm him but he was unpredictable and would shoot before she got the chance. Her best bet was to run. She ran behind a car, surprisingly well in heels as Tom shot at her. He fired twice and hit the windows of a car but missing Grace. He fires two more times but Grace ran like her feet grew wings and he hits a wall and another car, setting of it's alarm. Grace looks around and doesn't see or hears him. She rushes to Matt's side and tries to get him to come to when she hears a gun cock. She looks up and sees Tom standing a few feet away from the two of them.

"There you are." Tom said. "I saved a bullet, just for you."

He points the guns at her and Grace gasps in horror.

Claire and Gretchen walk into the hallway of Mercy Heights Hospital and they go to the front desk. Claire gets the attention of the clerk working the front desk. "Hey! Have you seen Peter Petrelli?" Claire asked.

"I think he left a few hours ago." the clerk said. "Wait, aren't you Claire Bennet?"

"Yeah, that would be me." Claire said.

"Oh, oh my god! No way! Can I have your autograph?" the clerk asked.

"Um, sure. I guess." Claire said bashfully. The clerk pulls out a book and Claire began to sign. We than see Emma come out of an office. She sees Claire and Gretchen than walks over to them.

"Claire?" Emma said.

"Emma, right?" Claire asked.

"Are you looking for Peter?" Emma asked.

"Yeah, he maybe in trouble. Do you know where he is?" Claire asked.

"He left awhile ago, he seemed really upset about the hospital probably firing him." Emma said.

"Firing him?" Claire said stunned and Emma nods.

"You think he'll do something reckless?" Gretchen asked.

"I know Peter... I know for a fact he'll do something reckless. We have to find him." Claire replied.

"Let me go with you." Emma said. "He's my friend and need to try to help him."

"Okay, do you know where we might find him?" Gretchen asked.

"He may be with Gabriel right now." Emma said.

"Gabriel?" Gretchen asked.

"Sylar." Claire said bluntly as the three women got to leave when Claire's phone rings. She looks at the caller ID. "It's him." She quickly answers "Peter?"

"Sorry, it's me." Sylar's voice answers.

"Where is Peter?" Claire said, gritting her teeth.

"He ran after this... thing we saw while we were out on patrol. Peter decided to go after it which isn't a good idea." Sylar replied.

"Why not?" Claire asked concerned.

"Because this thing is strong. Really strong." Sylar stated. "Look I know I'm not your favorite but we have a lot of things in common – more specifically, we both are worried about Peter. Just pretend that you trust me, okay?"

After a moment of silence, Claire speaks up. "Where are you right now?"

Peter enters an alley cauiously, it's dark now and Peter had been searching for hours for it. He continues to look about and sees a dumpster in the alley. Peter waves his hand and the metal dumpster moves away as the metal screeches. He surveys the area some more but the gargoyle creature wasn't behind it.

When he is suddenly HIT in the base of the spine, sending him flying violently forward, hitting the ground hard. He whirls, looks up, sees: The Creature.

Up close was a face only a blind mother could love – it has reptile skin but somewhat human features only he had fangs and clawed hands. His hands had three fingers which look like it belonged to a giant komono dragon. It's wings weren't visible but that didn't take away from the fact that this thing was menacing.

Fear freezes Peter's features a moment, but he puts it away.

Peter gets to his feet as he waves his hand unleashing a force of magnetic energy. Unfortunately, the force only manages to annoy the Creature. It roars and punches Peter - once - hard in the stomach, lifting him off his feet. We hear a CRACK.

Peter hits the ground, scrambling to his feet as the Creature approaches. He gets up, coughs - and wipes his mouth. It was blood.

The Creature rushes Peter, grabs him, lifting him off his feet. Peter answers by spitting in it's face. Bloody spit. The Creature wipes the bloody spit from his face, regards it - and licks it's hand. It now had a taste for his blood. Peter breaks free from his grip and runs for dear life.

Grace stares up at Tom McHenry as Matt begins to come to. The car alarm is still blaring and he couldn't use his ability well. "Any last cheap shots, she-bitch?" Tom asked, still pointing his gun.

Grace sucked in some air but she hears Matt telepathically say. "Don't use... your ability." She sighs as she stares back at Tom.

"Good night, bitch." Tom said as he fires his gun.

Grace closes her eyes and had them closed until she realized she wasn't at the Pearly Gates. She opens her eyes and sees the bullet is stopped, floating in mid air. She gasps in shock as she turns to see some we all know well.

"Lady Fuchsia!" Hiro called.

"Come again?" Grace said. Hiro teleports next to her and Matt and gets them away from the path of Tom's bullet. Hiro, Grace and Matt were now behind Tom as time restarts again. The bullet hits the ground and Tom rears back, stunned. He turns around and sees the three behind him.

"How did you-" but before Tom could finish, Grace socks him hard across the face. The blow knocks him out cold and stuns Hiro.

"Whoa." Hiro replied.

"Now that that's out of the way... can I ask? Who are you?" Grace replied.

"My name is Hiro Nakumura and I came to save you." Hiro replied.

"Oh, looks like you succeeded." Grace said smiling as she looks at Matt. "Is he-"

"Don't worry, he's one of the good guys." Matt said.

"Oh, good." She said weakly as Janice and some police officers run over to them.

Claire, Gretchen and Emma step out of Claire's car as Sylar swoops down and lands next to them. "Did you find him?" Claire asked.

"I did... and so did that monster." Sylar said. They enter the alley where Peter was attacked.

"Do you know what this thing wants?" Claire asked.

"Well, after this thing hurled me in the air like an army man, I didn't get a chance to get any info." Sylar said to Claire. Gretchen and Emma look around and see something on the floor.

"Would you quit it with the sarcasm." Claire spat. "He wouldn't be in this mess if you-"

"Guys!" Gretchen called out. "We found something."

Claire and Sylar walk over to Emma and Gretchen then see what they found – drops of Peter's blood.

"Oh no... Peter." Emma said worried.

"We need to find him fast." Claire answered as they took off running.

In a small industrial building, Peter heads inside, holding himself up against the doorframe for support a moment, looking back, then disappearing within.

Peter had entered an unlit work space. It's like a machine graveyard. Large, oversized pipes and conveyor belts abound it's all very "Terminator." He is limping, short of breath, rushes into the area as best he can. He seems a dwarfed figure - tiny amidst the massive silhouettes of machinery all around him. This wasn't like him but this wasn't an ordinary scenerio, this was about pure survival.

The Creature enters the building. Stalking. Looking for more blood. It enters without caution or concern - pure stalking mode. Suddenly, a large metal pipe smashes it in the face.

Peter just hit the Creature with a ripped-off section of piping. It keeps walking forward, unaffected. The Creature slaps the pipe out of Peter's hand. Peter backs up as the Creature stalks forward. It throws a series of punches, some connecting, some barely missing, but all of them putting Peter on pure defensive mode. It was always coming forward, getting stronger, Peter was always moving backward, getting weaker.

Finally the Creature connects with a shot to the ribs that sends Peter flying, landing flat on his back, pain etched in his face, clutching his ribs, looking terrified. Peter scrambles backward and the Creature steps into a shadow.

Peter, from the ground, just barely grins through gritted teeth lift his hand and pulls a rusted lever using magnetic force.

The Creature looks up and sees a three-ton crate of metal rods comes rushing down upon it. CRASH! The wood and metal splinter upon thunderous impact. Nothing could survive that.

Silence.

Peter slowly, painfully stands. Catches his breath. Walks, limping, away. And we follow him, limping out of the industrial space, as we hear the horrible sound of twisting metal crashing.

Peter turns to see the Creature rising from the twisted metal wreckage. He can't believe it and runs.

The Creature lopes after him in long strides. Blocks his way just as he nearly makes it out the building. The Creature catches him and grabs her than proceeds to kick Peter's ass - quickly and efficiently, each blow doing major damage. Peter takes the shots, each one sounding like it's breaking bones.

Peter throws one last desperate punch, and - FWAP! - the Creature catches Peter's best punch, holding his fist and freezing it in mid-blow. That's with one hand. The other hand hits Peter so fast, he rockets straight back, hitting the aged brick wall.

CRASH! Peter's limp, lifeless body comes smashing THROUGH the rotted old bricks and lands, in a crumpled heap, among a crate of building materials. Knocked unconscious. Dust swirls then settles. Peter does not move.

All there is now is blackness.

The blackness becomes light as we see a large piece of broken wood pulled away from frame, revealing Emma, Sylar, Claire and Gretchen removing wooden shards, looking down upon something within the wreckage...

Gretchen grabs her mouth and gasps as Emma looks shocked. Claire stares in horror as Sylar is the only one who finally speaks. "Oh God almighty."

We see in the wreckage was Peter, beaten, bloodied, lying like a broken doll in the wreckage.

Grace stands next to Hiro and Janice after the officer finishes taking her statement. Grace looked woozy and grabs her shoulder in pain. "Are you okay?" Janice asked.

"Yeah, just need a painkiller the actual size of Rhode Island." Grace replied. They see a handcuffed Tom McHenry getting put in a sqaud car.

Matt finishes talking to a detective and walks over to them as the cars drove away. "Looks like we won't be seeing our friend anytime soon." Matt replied. "Could be going away for a long time."

"Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy." Janice answered.

Grace still looks racked with pain. "Are you all right?" Matt asked, noticing.

"I'm fine. I just need to-" Grace said weakly than collapses into Matt's arms.

"Grace!" Matt replied. Grace lies limply in his arms, feeling small.

"Is she okay?" Hiro asked as they all share looks of concern.

Peter lies on a bed in Company's Hospital as he begins to come to. He wearing clean scrubs and sees Claire sitting at his bed side, holding his hand. Emma was sitting on a couch and Sylar stood a few feet away by a window. "What-what happened?" Peter said breathing in deep.

"Hey, take it easy. You still haven't completely healed." Claire said calmly.

"Um, did I-" Peter tried to say.

"For a good fifteen seconds." Sylar replied. "They injected you with some of Claire's blood but not before she gave you her ability."

"You mean I... I lost her ability?" Peter asked.

"Who's ability?" Emma asked Sylar.

"Tess Fitzpatrick, Claire's would-be assassin's daughter. We saved her life and Peter took her ability now he's afraid that if he loses her abilty, he'll lose his connection to her." Sylar replied. Peter gives him a look. "They have a right to know."

"Just because you lose an ability, you're not going to lose the person." Claire replied.

"You sound like my shrink." Peter replied and Claire smiled.

Angela walks into the room. "Good, you're awake."

"Nice to see you too." Peter replied.

"I'm glad you're okay." Angela replied "But I'm afraid we all have more pressing issues."

"What do you mean?" Claire asked.

"I knew I'd have to tell you all this sooner or later so... an organization known as the Circle has been causing serious problems in recent weeks." Angela replied.

"Who is the Circle?" Peter asked.

"What kind of problems?" Claire asked.

"We don't know much about them but we have reason to believe they were behind the attempt on Claire's life among other things." Angela replied. "We also believe they are behind the Creature that attacked you tonight, Peter."

"You mean- you know what that thing was?" Peter asked.

"We don't know for certain but we will not rest until we find it and destroy it." Angela said bitterly. "I don't care what their agenda is but they made a terrible mistake thinking they could send one of their goons to kill you."

"What are you saying?" Claire asked.

"What I am saying is... this means war." Angela spat as the four look around at each other.

Grace is coming to on the loft. Everything was still fuzzy as she started to wake up. "She's waking up." she heard Molly call out and heard Boomer's barking.

"What?" Grace said, weakly. "What happened?"

"You passed out in the parking lot. We brought you back home." Matt replied. Everything began to become clear as she sees Matt, Molly and Hiro standing over her as Boomer nuzzles against her.

"Okay, one of these things, doesn't belong here." Grace replied as she began to get up but she grabs her head in pain.

"Whoa, take it easy." Matt said.

"Funny, I should be tell you the same thing." Grace said playfully.

"Don't worry about me, I've got a hard head." Matt joked.

Grace got up off the couch as Hiro went up to her. "I am glad I saved you."

"Yeah, kinda glad you saved me to." Grace said she gives him a peck on the cheek. "Thank you."

Hiro blushes and adjusts his glasses. "I-I have to go. I have to talk to my sister and Ando."

"Well don't be a stranger." Molly replied.

"Yeah, just next time give me a heads up when you're in town so I can brace myself for... well... you." Matt said to him.

"I will." Hiro said as teleports away which stuns Grace.

"Whoa, what was that?" Grace said.

"Hiro has the power to basically control and manipulate space and time." Matt replied.

"That explains things... I guess." Grace said with an anxious laugh.

Gretchen enters her dorm and throws herself on her bed. She left after finding out Peter was okay but she was still in shock after what happened to him. Maybe she thought she was a bit over her head.

She sees a note next to her bed and reads it "Gretch, went to a party off campus. Be back in the morning. XX Val'

"That girl is never going to graduate if she keeps partying." Gretchen said to herself as she saw something sticking out from under Valerie's mattress. She walks over to it than sees something that shocks her – it was Valerie's light brown hair. She picks it up and examines it. It was a wig. "What the hell?'

A girl in fishnet stocking, combat boots and full gothic outfit walks into down a sidewalk in a park. We can't see her face but she appears to be someone we are acquainted with. All of a sudden, a mugger grabs her from behind. "You be a good little girlie and I'll make it quick."

"Actually, you're going to go and screw yourself in the bushes than shoot yourself with your own gun." The girls said as a yellow smog follows from her. The man lets go of her than goes into a bush. She continues walking than goes to a gaszebo as we hear a gunshot go off in the bushes. She steps inside than she smiles. "What took you so long?"

Suddenly, Becky Taylor becomes visible behind the girl. "Had to make sure you were alone." Becky answered. "Boss wanted me to check your progress."

"Everything is going as it should. She doesn't suspect a thing." the girl replied. "Sweet girl, not that bright."

"Gretchen was never the sharpest knife in the drawer but be careful around her lover. Claire is smarter than she appears to be." Becky stated.

"Thanks for the tip." the girl replied.

"Just make sure you don't get caught... Valerie." Becky said with a smile. We see it is indeed Valerie Ross only she had shoulder length jet black hair with royal blue streaks.

"Becky, you and I both know that's just a smokescreen alias." she replied as Becky vanishes. "The name's Valentina."

Monday morning, Grace was walking Molly to the bus stop to school. Molly was in a colorful outfit and Grace wore a royal blue dress. Grace was still woozy from the night before but she tried to hold it together for Molly's sake. "You have everything?" Grace asked. "Cellphone, schedule, locker combo... tamp-"

"I think I got everything... and don't mention that word out loud in public ever again." Molly said embarrassed. "I'm more worried about you. Last night you were being chased by some guy with a gun than passed out."

"Molly..." Grace replied.

"You tell you have these weird dizzy spells or something and I get scared you're-"

"I'm fine, okay. We Fosters are built tough... granted with our own idozincracies." Grace replied.

"Than hope I get more the Walker genes if that's the case." Molly joked.

"Really funny." Grace laughed. "You want to-"

"Yeah, after school." Molly said as she sees the bus. "You're gonna pick me up?"

"Actually I scheduled a surprise chauffer." Grace replied. "Now, go before I homeschool you!"

Molly smiles as she gets on the bus. She sits down in an empty seat and waves at Grace who waves back.

Grace walks back toward their loft, feeling a little alone.

Grace enters the loft and notices Boomer wasn't barking. "Boomer? Here, boy." she said as she whistled. This worried her a bit but she sighs and goes to the kitchen. She picks up the dishes from the table and puts them in the sink. She tries again this time with a piece of bacon. "Boomer! I got a piece of bacon with your name on it!" Still no Boomer. This wasn't like him. He didn't turn down people food.

Grace lets out a small sigh than goes to wash the dishes. She turns on a stereo in the house that was blasting "Major Tom (Coming Home" by Shiny Toy Guns.) As the music played, Grace looks up from her work and the look on her face changed from calm to perturbed. The music tunes out and we hear what she's hearing – footsteps.

Grace whips around, her hands glowing in a bright fuchsia aura and we see who is standing in her home: Noah Bennet and the Haitian.

"Hello Grace." Noah said simply.

Grace gives him a look of contempt. She was not happy about this.

To be Continued...

Okay, really REALLY sorry for the long wait. A lot of stuff was going on at home that I don't wanna get into so let me get to it...

If you stuck around and read the whole story (it's pretty long) and got to the Peter vs the Creature fight and notice it sounds familiar is because it is. I copied the fight scene from Buffy the Vampire Slayer where she fought the Ubervamp. Other than Tim Kring's characters, I don't own that fight scene so please don't be mad.

Again sorry about the long wait. Hope you guys like it