Still don't own Heroes. I wish I did. I want Zachary Quinto to take my brain!

Candice and Lexi
OWI Headquarters, NY

Lexi and Candice were actually getting along and laughing. Lexi was holding onto the painting and Candice was making sure the elevator doors didn't close on her. At the end of the hallway Angela stood and behind her, Luke sporting a black eye and a bloodied lip. Angela looked at Lexi and Candice solemnly and both of their smiles immediatly fell.

"What's wrong, Mrs. Petrelli?" Candice asked once they reached her.

"It's Anna," she said, "she's dead." The painting fell to the floor with a clatter.

"What?" Lexi said in immediate shock. Luke looked down at the painting, showing the explosion that took Anna's life.

Nathan
Petrelli Home

Nathan Petrelli was anything but a good person. Yes, he had helped his little brother when he had needed him but if you weren't related to him, he didn't really care. Everything that had been pent up since that day in Kirby Plaza was still running through him. He had to lie to his family and his mother while the people that knew the truth weren't talking or helping him.

"Mr. Petrelli?"

Nathan looked up and saw The Haitan standing in the doorway of his office.

"How did you get in?" he asked the man in the doorway.

"Your wife let me in," was the answer. "We need to talk." The Haitan walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Is this about Peter? Can I see him?"

"I am sorry, Mr. Petrelli, but it is not possible."

"Anna said she would try," Nathan said, standing up. "She prom-"

"Anna is dead," The Haitan said, interupting him. Nathan immediatly fell back into the chair.

"How?" he asked.

"An explosion in upstate New York," The Haitan told him. "This is what we warned you about, Mr. Petrelli. If you care about your family, you will stop asking about your brother

Lexi
Anna's apartment, Brooklyn

Lexi picked up her best friend's most prized possesion. Her Lamb Chops stuffed animal. Sniffling, she sat on the edge of the bed, thinking back, remembering.

3 Months Earlier

"I'm wondering how long 'til we're caught," Lexi mused out loud. Anna chuckled at her.

"Hopefully never, Lex!" she said with a smile. Lexi picked up Lamb Chops and threw it at Anna. Anna instinctively caught it and hugged it close to her.

"You know I don't like it when you call me Lex, Desi," Lexi said. Anna stuck her tongue out at Lexi and stroked the doll lovingly. "What is with you and that thing?"

"My dad gave it to me when I was four," she answered. She looked up at Lexi. "Before I was marked." Then she looked back at the doll. "Like father, like daughter."

Lexi pulled the doll into her chest and started crying her eyes out. Like father, like daughter indeed she thought.