Mohinder pulled the car up to Dale's place. "Ah" Sylar said and Alex smirked a little. "Zane you alright?" Mohinder asked. "Yeah it's just a headache" was al Sylar replied with. Mohinder stopped the car. And as Sylar went to get out, Mohinder put a hand on his arm. "Sit tight. You too Alex" Mohinder looked towards her. "I'll be back" Mohinder opened the door and Climbed out, making his way into the shop. "Ah" Sylar moved forwards. "Having trouble there?" Alex said, turning sideways in her seat as she took off her seat belt before she placed her legs across the rest of the seats in the back, leaning her body against the door. "Is it too loud for you?" she said.

"You are enjoying this aren't you" he said turning to face her. "What a killer who is having a killer headache? Of Course I am" Alex smiled. "Hello?" Mohinder yelled, causing Sylar to wince. Alex sniggered. "Anybody here?" Sylar opened the car door. "Maybe we should just come back Mohinder" he closed the door again. "Dale?" Mohinder yelled into the shop, only to stop dead in his tracks. Mohinder ran back towards the car, hitting the front of the car, before retching and coughing beside it, using the car as support.

Sylar got out the car quickly, Alex right behind him as she threw herself across the seat she was led on and opened her door. "Mohinder what's the matter?" Sylar asked approaching the still coughing Mohinder. Who did nothing but point in the direction of the shop. Alex ran past Sylar and in the shop. Stopping as she saw the remains of Dale just lying there, blood everywhere. Sylar walked up next to her. "Your handiwork I presume" she said, "Well at least you aren't retching" he countered. Sylar moved his head again, the rap music hurting his head. Alex sniggered again and Sylar glared at her. "Maybe you shouldn't have done this one" she said and walked back towards Mohinder, who seemed to have stopped retching.

"What are you doing?" Alex and Sylar said at the same time, noticing what Mohinder was doing. "Dialling 911" Sylar looked panicked, in the fake way. "Do you think that's such a good idea?" Alex asked, "What are you talking about, she was murdered" Mohinder pointed in Dales direction. "And what were we doing here?" Mohinder looked taken aback. "What do you mean. We found her?" Alex looked around to look back at the building. "How? Why? Look at us, Where did we come from? How did we get here? Can we explain any of this without looking completely insane" Alex looked back. "I agree with Zane" she said.

"The top of her head was removed. It was Sylar. I dont. I mean how?" Mohinder didn't know what to do. Anyone could see that. "Sylar..." Sylar looked around alarmed, Alex did too. She had to make it believable. "We have to warn them. Everyone on the list. He's after them" Sylar was still looking around but his eyes landed on Alex. "We leave now, we call the police anonymously from the road" Mohinder ran to the car and climbed in, Alex did the same in the back. Sylar put a hand to his head as the rap music blasted through his head yet again, before he went to his door, the headache getting worse. "Zane are you okay?" Mohinder asked as Sylar tried to open the door.

Sylar managed to climb in and Mohinder started the car, still looking at him, before he turned his head to look through the back window and began to reverse, Alex leant back and put on her belt, closing her eyes a little. "Alex call 911. Tell them what happened and where to go" Alex nodded and pulled out her phone, making sure they couldn't track it first, A small trick she learned from her father. "Let's get this over and done with" she muttered before dialling the number.

They were back at Mohinder's place by now. It had been nearly a day since they found Dale. They decided to drive back, Sylar had even rented an apartment a few doors down. To make it easier to get here. Sylar didn't know where she lived and she wanted to keep it that way. Alex shut her apartment door, locking it. She went there to freshen up, and the boys understood that, they even freshened up as well. She approached Mohinder's apartment and knocked. Sylar opened the door and let her in. Smirking a little before he went back over to the table and picked up a piece of paper, studying the names on it.

"Hows things going in here?" Alex asked Mohinder as she noticed he was typing on the laptop in front of him. "I don't know Alex" he said, rubbing his face in his hands before going back to typing. Alex took a seat in the armchair. "So this is the list?" Sylar asked eventually moving closer to Mohinder. "Yes, well whats left of it. Most of these people are missing or dead" Mohinder took a deep breath. "I wanna run your DNA Sample against my fathers formula. Then we can take you some place safe" Sylar looked up at Mohinder, taking his eyes off the list. No doubt he already memorised it, seeing as he took a girl names Charlie's powers.

"Wait, this is your fathers formula? This is how he made the list. How he found me?" Sylar said leaning closer to the laptop. "Yes, well I haven't found out what it is looking for, a specific gene, code, there are 3 billion base pairs in human DNA" Alex needed to get a look at the list, she had to hope her name wasn't on it. Or that Mohinder got rid of her name when she said nothing was different. "it's a proverbial needle" there was silence for a while. "Did my DNA help?" Sylar asked. Mohinder rubbed his face again. "No" Alex stood up and went to the board, the one of the world with different pins in it. She found hers, in Texas. She remembered that Noah came to Chandra to get his Claire off the list. Seems like he managed it.

As silently as possible, Alex pulled the needle out of Texas and tucked her information away in her pocket. Best thing was, even with his new super hearing, he didn't hear her, too focussed on the formula Mohinder had presented him. Mohinder had already risen from his chair. "Okay, Well Mohinder, you have been driving all night. Why dont you just take a break" Mohinder looked at Sylar. "I can't, these people are in danger, we have to warn them. If Sylar gets to them first-" Sylar cut him off. "Exactly. So let me help. I mean here" Sylar moved over to the board with people pinned to it, Mohinder turning to follow him. "There, this one is in New York. Isaac Mendez. I'll call him and you just relax, just take a minute"

Mohinder looked down at his desk, his laptop. "I can help too" Alex caught their attention. "I don't speak as often as I should. I tend to hear more than I am meant to. I can help" Alex tried to reassure Mohinder. Sylar looked at her shocked but Mohinder didn't notice. "You're very Kind Zane, Thank you" he hit Sylar's arm gently. "Both of you" the kettle began to squeal, and Mohinder walked around the desk to head towards it. "You have no idea how alone I used to feel, how... insignificant. You have given me hope" Sylar turned to Alex and stood next to her.

"Hope is great. We need Caffeine" Mohinder started to pour out two drinks, knowing Alex didn't want one. Not once did Mohinder see Alex drink something and it was beginning to worry him. "Why are you helping?" Sylar asked Alex, who had turned her attention to the board. "I don't know what you mean?" she replied. "You helping me get names of people" Sylar put a hand on her shoulder, moving to stand next to her. Alex turned her head to look at him. "I'm doing this because Mohinder is Tired. He needs the rest" Alex then whispered. "Not because you need the people"

"So this formula" Sylar said changing the subject. "How many of us will you find" he picked up a phone and began to dial Isaac. "Who knows" Mohinder said, "hundreds, thousands, maybe more" Mohinder picked up the two cups of coffee and walked over to Sylar, sending a worried glance at Alex, who was too focussed on Sylar. Sylar shook his head and ended the call. "Its busy" he claimed, "I'll get him later" he took the cup off of Mohinder. "To new friends" he toasted and both of them clicked their cups together.

Mohinder leant over his desk and pressed a few buttons and Alex gave herself a little knowing smirk as Sylar began to drink. "This is good" he said. "What is it?" Sylar lowered the cup and looked at what Mohinder was doing. Alex smiled even more, Sylar must be stupid. "Chai, It's a special blend my father brought from India" Mohinder explained. Sylar took another drink, his elbows by his side and his hands close to his face. He cleared his throat, "Who are we going to Call next" Alex walked over to Mohinder as Sylar said this.

"No one" Mohinder said looking shocked at what he saw, but he hid it well. "I already have you" Sylar looked up at him as Mohinder looked at him. "Mr. Sylar" They stared at each other then Sylar looked to me, confusion evident on his face. He dropped the mug of Chai he was holding, his eyes started to droop and before he could say anything, he collapsed to the ground. Unconscious.

"It took you long enough Mohinder" Alex said. Mohinder turned to Alex, shock all over his face. "What do you mean?" he paused. "You knew?" Alex nodded. "Were you helping him?" It was Alex's turn to look shocked. "Are you kidding me. This man. Nearly killed me, nearly killed my best friend. I was the only one who saw his face" she yelled. "I was round a friend's house, helping her mother with the groceries, he was in that house, spewing out lies. I didn't know who he was then. I thought he was actually from the Paper factory" she moved closer to Mohinder. "I was there when he tried to Kill her, the Mother. I was there to stop him. I threw a knife at him. You know what he did. He threw me against a wall"

Alex turned away. "And before that, he threw a locker door at me in the school. I was helping my friend escape from him. She managed to escape but I was left with a bruise. I collapsed, passed out. Woke up with him gone" she turned back to Mohinder. "And you have the decency to tell me I was working with him. I'm surprised he hasn't killed me yet. He confronted me in the Motel we were at. He confronted me while you were pouring tea" Alex was close to being Hysterical but she kept herself together. "Alex. I'm sorry. I didn't know" Alex moved away and grabbed a chair. "We don't have long. Put him on this chair, we need to tie him down. And oh, there was a reason I came here. A reason I moved to Brooklyn. It was to help You" she said putting the chair in front of the apartment door. "Let's get to business"

Alex and Mohinder worked together, lifting Sylar off the floor and placing him in the chair meters away. "Jesus this man needs to eat less" Alex joked, Mohinder let off a small laugh. They managed to get him in the chair and Mohinder fetched an I.V and duct tape. Alex Sat Sylar up right and placed his arms on the arm of the chair. Mohinder came back moments later, dragging in an I.V and passing the duct tape to her. "Tie him up. I will put the I.V in him. It's the best we can do" Nodding, Alex began to tie up Sylar's wrists, attaching him to the chair.

Alex sat down on the table and waited. Just as Mohinder was about finished with the I.V, Sylar awoke. "I can't feel my fingers" he said, lifting his head off his chest. "It's the curare, it induces paralysis of the brain" Mohinder looked at the I.V Checking it was in working order. "Which means you can't control your abilities" Mohinder leaned on the back of the chair in front of Sylar, and watched as he struggled to break free. Sylar looked towards Alex who shifted under his gaze. "Whoever you think I am. I'm not" Mohinder leaned closer. "You are the man who murdered my father" Sylar looked to Alex, "Do you really expect me to believe you are Zane Taylor?" Mohinder finished, "You did this" Sylar turned his head sharply at Alex. "Actually, She didn't. Yes, she knew it was you. But I figured it out" Mohinder said. "Alex here. She never spoke a word. Knowing that you were probably out to kill seeing as she was the only one who knew who you were" Sylar glared at him. "Alex put up a case when I blamed her for knowing, seeing as she wasn't shocked when I said your name" Alex shifted on the table. "She told me of the things you did. Chasing her friend. Trying to Kill the Mother. The confrontation in the motel" Mohinder paused. "She never went into detail though, but that's her business"

Sylar looked over at Mohinder, who in turn, grabbed his laptop from behind him and swivelled it around, showing the article of Zane dead. "Zane was killed three days ago. The same day I met you" Mohinder went back to leaning on the chair. "And you thought you were so clever, giving me his DNA" Mohinder pulled out a tuning fork. "You're a parasite, You killed my father and fed off his work" Mohinder sat down now and Sylar just stared at him. Alex got up and moved towards the kitchen grabbing a glass and filling it with water before taking a sip. Mohinder looked at her briefly, relieved that the girl was drinking something.

Mohinder hit the tuning fork on the table, before placing it near Sylars ear. "Sylar was in pain. The super hearing he had, no longer under his control, was destroying his head, the loudness of the tuning fork deafening. "Let me hear you say it" Mohinder spat at Sylar. "Tell me your name" Alex flinched as Sylar's screams grew. "Say it. I want to hear you say it" Alex downed the rest of the water and put the glass in the sink, turning away from Mohinder and Sylar. "Sylar" Alex felt a little relief. He had managed to say his name. Mohinder moved the tuning fork, and Sylar breathes heavily, laughing a little.

"There is only one thing to do with a parasite" Mohinder had made his way back to his desk, and Alex resumed position on the table. "Kill it before it kills again" Alex's head shot up to Mohinder, who made his way back to Sylar, gun in hand. "Mohinder" she said, but he ignored her. Sylar lifted his head up a little. "You're just like your father, murderers the both of you" Sylar looked up at Mohinder. "I'm a scientist" Sylar laughed and Alex smirked a little. She knew what was going to happen but she can't stop it. It has to play out. "Your father said that but he kept leading me to him"

"He had no idea what you were" Mohinder retorted. "Oh he knew, he might not have admitted it but after all we were making so much progress together. Why would he stop?" Alex knew Sylar was pushing Mohinder. "You know nothing about my father" he raised the gun and pointed it at Sylar's head. Alex moved forwards, standing near Sylar. "Don't do this Mohinder. Don't become him" she said staring at Mohinder. "I know everything" Sylar said, looking as sharp as ever. "He confided in me, he told me things he could never tell you, your sister Chanti" Mohinder's patience was wearing thin. "He thought you were too... What's the word.. Fragile. To know the truth" Sylar moved forwards putting his head against the gun. "That's why he liked me, you were always seeking to prove while I was providing stimulation. He gave up on you but he adored me. But now who is the Parasite here" Sylar said.

Alex didn't like this, even knowing what was happening, she knew Mohinder was going to pull the trigger. There was a silence between them that Alex didn't like. Alex was just about to grab the gun from Mohinder, not wanting him to turn into a killer, when Mohinder Moved it, causing Sylar to move forwards. He must have been putting a bit of pressure on the gun, seeing as it marked his forehead. "You're right" Mohinder said, his voice barely a whisper, "My father did want answers" Mohinder put the gun on the table and picked up a box.

"He called you patient Zero" Mohinder put the box on the table where Alex had previously been sitting, opening it. "You're the template he used to create this formula" Mohinder pulled out a syringe. "You're the key to unlocking its secret" Mohinder closed the box back up and walked over to stand behind Sylar. "As much as I would like to. Killing you, will not give me what I need" Alex moved to stand in front of Sylar, who looked at her as she did so. Alex noticed the Gun mark still on his forehead. Mohinder pulled off the safety on the syringe. "So what are you going to do?" Sylar asked, his eyes never leaving Alex's. "I'm going to take a sample of your spinal fluid" Alex flinched a little and Sylar noticed.

Mohinder moved his head towards Sylar's right ear, whispering "And its going to hurt" before moving away and Pushing Sylar's head down, giving Sylar a great deal of pain. "You might actually do some good before you die" Mohinder plunged the needle into Sylar's spine, causing him to scream out in pain, Alex looked away and flinched. She didn't want to see this.

"I finally found it, with these four simple Gene's I can answer everything. I can make a new List" Alex stood close to Mohinder as he worked. Occasionally looking up at Mohinder. "I can find them. Save them" Alex wrote a message down on a piece of paper and gave it to Mohinder who looked at it. Recognition dawning on his face. "Of Course Alex" Alex moved away and sat back on the table. "And what about me?" Sylar asked wearily, looking up at Mohinder. "Don't I deserve to be saved" Sylar glanced at Alex, who didn't even look at him. "Aren't I just a victim too? I didn't ask for this" Sylar sounded broken.

Mohinder looked at his sceptically, "And what would you have me do?" he asked. "Help find a way" there was a pause and Alex looked up. "Give me Salvation." Another pause. "Give me that damn list so I can sink my teeth in!" Sylar ended up yelling, the sadness in his voice gone, the only thing left of that side of him was the single tear on his right cheek. Mohinder stood up and approached Sylar. "I'm a natural progression of the species" Sylar said looking at Mohinder before turning to Alex.

"Evolution is a part of nature and nature kills. Simple. Right?" Mohinder looked at Sylar with disgust. "What you have done is not evolution. Its murder" Mohinder raised his gun again. "What I am doing. Is revenge" Alex looked away from Mohinder and back to Sylar. "Now I can fulfil my duties as a son" Sylar closed his eyes, and Alex felt a strange sense of sadness wash over her. The gun shot went off and Alex jumped. Sylar did too, but not because of being shot. Mohinder looked shocked at what happened, and Alex moved away from Sylar slowly. How could she forget the most important part?

Sylar had stopped the Bullet with his mind.