Lex Luthor sat alone in his office in Metropolis, trying his best to get some work done. He found it hard to focus on anything but seeing Lana again. Once Paul Westfield had perfected a clone of Gabriel Gray, he would clone Lana a new body, one complete with all of the same abilities that Gray possessed. He would also do the same for himself. He and his love would walk the Earth as gods, the way it was supposed to be. While Lex began to get lost in this fantasy once more, his father, Lionel Luthor, walked in.

"Lex, son, putting in the long hours I see."

"Nothing more important than the company now, Dad. What brings you by?"

"I came to see if you'd like to accompany your father to Brandon Penn's masquerade ball tonight. It is Halloween you know."

"Must have slipped my mind."

"I see. Well, why don't you set this work aside and join me? There'll be plenty of women and alcoholic beverages if you catch my drift. What do you say?"

Lex got out of his seat and stood in front of his desk next to his father.

"I'm sorry, Dad, but not tonight. I have a project at our genetic research lab that I have to check up on. Go without me."

"Lex, I've noticed that you've been spending much more time at that lab since Lana's death than you ever did before. Please tell me you're not doing what I think you're doing."

"I think it's time for you to leave."

"Son, please listen to me. Lana is gone now and she's never coming back."

Lex became angry and punched Lionel in the face.

"Don't say that!"

"Even if you were able to clone her, it would only be a copy, a poor imitation. The Lana Lang you loved is gone for good. I'm your father, Lex. Let me be there for you. We can get through this together."

"If you won't leave, then I will. Happy Halloween."

Lex left the building and headed to the lab. Although Westfield still had three days, he wanted to check on his progress personally. He had sent Tess there a few days before and had rarely seen her since. While her comments were positive, she seemed to be holding something back. Lex was to invested in this for anything to go wrong, so he had to see Westfield's work and make sure everything was going to plan.

Inside the lab, Westfield was hard at work, his perfected clone of Gabriel Gray nearing completion. Tess was there as well, talking to Gabriel, Westfield's first cloning attempt. In fact, Tess had been spending most of her time there the past few days, most of which was spent talking to Gabriel. He fascinated her to no end. She had no idea how this sweet, innocent clock maker who loved his mother could also be the same person who murdered dozens in cold blood. Whether it was a mistake of Westfield's or just God's way of giving this creature a new start, he had little to no memory of the atrocities he committed as Sylar. Tess had given up trying to ask him questions about this part of his past. Instead they talked about their childhoods. He spoke with great disgust about his father, saying the only good thing he did was leave him his shop. He loved his mother very much, but always felt it hard to live up to the expectations she set for him. While he wanted to be special, he never felt like he was until now. He took great joy out of his ability. Sometimes he would move random objects with his mind again and again while Tess watched. Him being happy made her happy. Tess shared more about her background with him than she ever had with anyone, including Lex. She talked about how she spent a lot of time in an orphanage and that she bounced around a couple of different foster homes, some better than others. She ran away from the orphanage when she was sixteen and did what she had to do to survive. When she was nineteen, she tried to pick Lex's pocket. Instead of pressing charges he took her in and gave her a job as his assistant. She owed him a great debt for that. Gabriel seemed to be just as interested in her as she was in him. She would never admit it to anyone, especially Lex, but she was falling for him. Tonight, taking Gabriel's challenge that he could fix anything, she had brought assorted items like clocks, laptops and televisions for him to repair. While Gabriel was showing her what was wrong with her wristwatch, Lex walked in.

"What the hell is this? You've already completed your work, Dr. Westfield?"

Westfield walked over to the table where Lex, Tess and Gabriel were.

"No, Mr. Luthor. This man sitting with your assistant is nothing but a prototype. He's not the finished design that I intended to present to you. I was merely going to dispose of him but Ms. Mercer asked me not to."

"So you're keeping secrets from me now, Tess? After all I've done for you."

"No, Lex. I was just postponing on telling you. You see, he has no memory of what he did as Sylar. Think of the good he could do. His intuitive aptitude ability could help us to understand everything we've wanted to know about our 33.1 experiments. Please, Lex."

"I don't care about 33.1 anymore. This project here, Project: Afterlife, is all that matters to me. There's no room in the plan for a failed experiment. Get rid of him."

"You're not asking me to murder him?"

"You can't murder someone who's already dead. If you won't do it, I will."

Lex brought out his gun and pulled the trigger. Gabriel stopped it with telekinesis and used it to break the glass of a nearby window. He also used his TK to throw Lex away several feet.

"I'm sorry, Gabriel. Please get out of here. Run."

He kissed her very quickly and then ran out of the window. When Lex got up he was angry, but his main concern was the task at hand. While he talked to Westfield about how the cloning process was coming along, all Tess could do was stare out the window and pray for Gabriel's safety.

Meanwhile, at the Daily Planet, Peter was getting ready to leave work. The past three days had been fantastic. He, Clark and Chloe had been doing all of the things that it seemed like they hadn't done in ages. The played miniature golf and laser tag, went to the movies, the mall, out to eat. They were doing things that normal young people would do and they had been enjoying every minute of it. He was about to teleport to the Kent farm where he, Clark and Chloe were going to watch some slasher flicks. When he turned to leave the mail room, he was shocked to see a familiar face at the door. It was the face of Noah Bennet.

"Hello Peter. It's been a long time."

If he was here, he knew his mother had something to do with it. He tried to teleport away, but was unable to. That's when The Haitian walked in the room from behind Noah.

"You didn't try to leave, did you? I brought my friend along in case you did. You need to come with us, Peter. Your mother's been worried sick."