What is lost

Chapter 4: Piece by Piece

(Recap)

They were here.

Gabriel struggled and tried to fight back but to no avail. After all he was just a watchmaker.

The armored man slammed him into the ground and slapped a pair of handcuffs on his wrists. Peter ran to him but was cut off by three other men. He raised his hands and prepared to fight, but nothing happened.

"Shit! Not again!" he saw the Haitian walk out from a nearby alley. Peter gritted his teeth. "Damn it!"

Gabriel was being dragged to his feet and none to gently. When he resisted he was rewarded with a punch to the face. Spitting blood out of his mouth Gabriel kicked the guy and tried to run. He didn't get very far when another man tackled and pinned him to the ground pushing his face into the concrete.

Peter wasn't doing much better when he was taken down by the three men and tazzered. He fell to the ground and they cuffed him and dragged him up.

Gabriel saw this and something flashed in his eyes. He shook the man off of him and leaped to his feet. Kicking another one away he jumped over his linked arms so his hands were in front of him rather in back. Another man charged him and he punched him in the face and slammed his fists into his back. The man landed flat on the ground. Then Gabriel took out two more men the same way.

The Haitian saw that they were losing and walked towards Gabriel. Being to preoccupied at the moment, didn't see him coming until it was too late. The Haitian wrapped his hand around Gabriel's mouth and nose. Gabriel's eyes rolled back and he collapsed. He came to a rest on the ground as a black car rolled up. Noah Bennet stepped out and walked over.

"Not so untouchable after all." he smirked. "Good work." he nodded in the Haitian's direction. "And to you Dr. Suresh.

Mohinder didn't say a word. He was still thinking about the way Sylar looked at him when Peter said the Company was coming. The look he gave him was unnerving. Did he really do the right thing?

The rest of the men who weren't licking their wounds were loading Peter and Sylar into the back of an armored van. They drove off when Noah gave them the signal.

Noah opened the door to his car and smiled at Suresh. "We're going to take Sylar apart, piece by painful piece."

Peter regained consciousness in a dark cell. He groaned and propped himself up against a wall. When his eyes adjusted to the light he could see the silhouette of a bed in the room as well.

Where was Gabriel?

If the Company was torturing him it wouldn't take that much to break him that's for sure. The poor guy was bad enough as it was. The door suddenly opened and the cell was flooded with light. Peter squeezed his eye's shut and waited for the person to enter.

"Oh God Peter!"

Peter snapped to attention as a young blond girl wrapped her ams around his neck. "C-Claire?" he gasped.

She started crying. "I'm so sorry!"

"What?"

"For whatever they did to you!" she balled. "I never should have taken this job, but my dad..."

Peter shushed her. "It's ok. I don't blame you." he hugged her and held her close. "Just tell me something. Where's Sylar?"

Claire looked up. "Sylar? He's here?"

Peter nodded.

"Peter... we don have anyone here but you except..." she stopped.

The ex-cheerleader wracked her brain. "There was someone being brought in yesterday. I didn't think anything of it. But they took him into the the testing area. When I found out you were here I assumed that was you but now you say Sylar's here too that must mean he's the one in there."

Peter hated to admit it, but Claire was kinda slow.

"Oh Peter, I thought those screams that came from that room."

Peter's eyes grew as large as dinner plates. "Claire you have to stop them! That's not Sylar!"

Claire's eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?"

"He has amnesia."

"That doesn't exist." Claire laughed.

Taking Claire by the shoulders he pulled her closer to him. "It's true." he said. "Sylar's gone and that man they have in there is Gabriel Gray. You've got to do something!"

"I can't." Claire started to cry again. "I can't."

Peter released her.

"I'm so sorry Peter."

"You should go before they discover you're here." Peter whispered.

Getting off the ground Claire stood there looking at Peter.

"Get going." Peter said. "See what you can do."

Claire nodded and ran to the door. After slipping out of the room she closed it with a bang. Peter rested his head on the wall and sighed. The things there were probably doing to Sylar right now scared him to death.

Time past and Peter found that he had fallen asleep. He didn't know how long he was out or whether it was day or not. He really didn't care. All he cared about was whether Claire found a way to help or not. His thoughts were cut short when the cell door was forced open and a body was thrown forward. It hit the ground with a dull thud and the door closed tight.

Peter crawled towards it and carefully rolled it over.

"Gabriel?" he whispered.

He put his hand on the back of Gabriel's head and pulled him into his lap.

"Answer me."

Gabriel coughed. "Peter...?"

"What did they do?"

A coughing fit hit him and it scarred Peter, blood dribbled down his lips. "Tests." he answered quietly. "A lot of them." he coughed again.

Peter wiped the blood away from Gabe's mouth. "What kind of tests?"

But he received no reply.

"Gabriel?"

Peter shook him slightly. "Gabriel? No stay awake!"

Gabriel didn't stir. Peter carefully picked him up and carried him to the bed. He set him down and checked to make sure he was still breathing.

He was.

Taking his place back against the wall Peter sighed and closed his eyes. This was going to be a long night or day, whatever it was.

Light shining in and the noise of the door being wrenched open is what mostly woke Peter out of his dreamless slumber. Snapping his eyes open he looked around.

Two huge men walked in and grabbed Gabriel around the arms and hauled him up. When you first wake up your mind is always a little fuzzy and it took Gabriel a minute to wrap his mind around what was happening.

"Let him go!" Peter yelled and jumped at the nearest man. But he was far out matched and was punched back against the brick wall.

Gabriel tried to fight. "Peter! Help me!"

Peter struggled to open his eyes.

"Peter!"

The desperation in the other man's voice broke his heart.

Peter stood up and was punched down again and crumpled to the floor. "Gabe..."

"No! Peter!" Gabriel's throat hurt so much from screaming so loud. "No!"

The two men dragged him through the door and it closed, blocking Gabriel's view of Peter. Down the hall Gabriel gave up struggling and just let them take him without a fight.

Peter couldn't imagine what they did to get that reaction out of Gabriel.

"I'm so sorry Gabriel..." Peter whispered and blacked out.

This is late, forgive me. Oh, we had a fake an injury day at school and someone I know put fake blood on her forehead and wore a shirt that said "Sylar was here." it was so funny and cool. :) Anywho...

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