Title: Empty Memory
Genre: Romance / Angst
Rating: T
Pairing: Sylar x OC
Spoilers: N/A
Summary: You will forget. To remember any portion of it, any word, will cause you pain, terrible pain, growing more terrible as you fight to remember.
Word Count: 665
Warnings: Weird timeline.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Summary is from Star Trek: The Original Series.
A/N: I am pretending Heroes: Reborn doesn't exist.
The Earth is large, large enough that you think you can hide from anything. From Fate. From God. If only you found a place far enough away. So you run… To the edge of the Earth, where all is safe again. Quiet and warm. The solace of salt air. The peace of danger left behind. The luxury of grief. And maybe, for a moment, you believe you have escaped.
Noah does not come for them after that. Sylar knows that will not always be true, but it will last for a while with Evie by his side. Bennett knows of her powers of Enhancement, and coupled with his arsenal of gifts they are a truly terrifying combination.
But he does not care about things like that, he only wants to be left alone with her – to try and rebuild a friendship that took a lifetime to mold. Those memories are gone, he has no gift that can get them back. They are empty spaces in her memory so that her mind looks like a puzzle. But the image in unclear, like a smudged painting.
She tells him what she knows of her past. That she smells oil and smoke. That she remembers talking to someone, but she cannot remember who. Their voice is deep, like his, and happy, like they are smiling. She remembers the feel of concrete on her back and sun on her face, she sees strobe lights and hears loud, pulsing music.
And ticking.
He laments those memories. That she doesn't remember their first kiss, their first night together. She will not understand inside jokes or references to people or places. There will be no more firsts for him. But there can be for her.
So he pursues her with the slow intensity of a jungle cat – quietly, softly, so slowly she is not even aware of his pursuit. He brings her to places he knows she'll love, shows her movies and plays music he remembers she liked. He knows her, better than she knows herself, so she does not stand a chance.
Kissing her is like taking a breath of air after drowning.
She is just as he remembers her, and he means to make sure they both never forget it.
"So what are you planning on doing with your new and amazing power, Mr. Grey?" She is grinning at him, impish and charming.
"I don't know, what can I do?" The door rings as it opens and two men walk in. When Gabriel reaches out to test them with his gift, he is startled to realize that he can't.
"Can we help you, gentlemen?" Evie asks, when it is clear that Gabriel isn't going to say anything. She is looking at him askance in confusion.
"Why yes you can, Miss. Taylors." The man with the glasses smiles genially. "My name is Noah Bennett. My companion and I have been looking for you."
When they step towards her, Gabriel stands protectively in front of her. "What do you wa – "
"We are not interested in you currently, Mr. Grey. You pose no threat." He's reaching into his pocket and Gabriel sees the barrel of a handgun.
"What – " But Bennet moves too quickly. In one smooth motion he had pulled out his gun and slammed the pommel harshly onto his head. Gabriel staggers sideways, blackness creeping over his vision. He slams down on his knees. "E.. vie.." He reaches out to her, but unconsciousness is blurring is vision.
The last thing he sees is the Haitian reaching out for a terrified Evie with a dark hand.