Gabriel looked at the house before him, Peter at his side. "Can't we find another way?" Gabriel had been nervous ever since Peter first mentioned they would need help finding Claire. Noah had been impossible to track, dropping off the radar with great ease. Gabriel was not used to facing defeat and it was with a heavy heart that he had agreed to a third party and only because he was desperate to find Claire.

"Man up Gabe; it's not that bad. You look like you're walking to the gallows."

"I do not." Gabriel spat, hating being called a coward. "How do you even know he will help after what I did to him?"

"Because it's about finding Claire and who could deny this," Peter traced a circle around his face emphasizing it with a boyish smile. Gabriel was not in the mood for jokes. Peter's attempts of late had the opposite effect on him, making him even grouchier.

"I still say we should find the Haitian and rip his heart out. He must know where Bennet is hiding."

"I know you find it hard to understand, but Renee is a good person and my friend. He may not be completely innocent, but he does not deserve to have his heart ripped out…or brain."

"Alright, let's just get this over with already."

Peter led the way to the front door. Gabriel stood awkwardly behind him, wishing he had the power of invisibility, or better yet have stayed home and waited for Peter. This was a delicate matter that required finesse. His presence here would only hinder their efforts.

Peter knocked several times before the door finally swung open to reveal a very angry Matt Parkman. He did not see Peter, but instantly focused in on Gabriel. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"He's with me," Peter jumped in, holding Matt from lunging at Gabriel. "We need your help."

"We? I'm not doing anything for that dick wad."

Gabriel timidly joined in, hoping to appeal to Matt's less angry side, "Claire's been kidnapped and we need your help to find her."

"What does it matter to you if Claire's been captured; shouldn't you be decapitating some innocent bystander?"

Gabriel took in a quick intake of breath. His nostirals flaring in rage. "First of all, I do not do that anymore, haven't for quite some time now and secondly, Claire is my wife, so she matters a whole fucking lot." He took a moment to collect himself before continuing. "Now I'm going to ask you again if you will help us because either way we're still walking away with the information we need."

Matt took a few moments to mull over his decision. With a great sigh he motioned for the two to follow him inside. Matt turned towards them, rubbing his forehead. "I'm not sure why you think I can help you; I don't know who has Claire."

"We do. It was Noah. That's not what we need from you," Peter answered.

"Then what, explain it to me because I'm clearly not on the same page as you two." Matt went to the fridge and grabbed a beer and immediately began to chug it.

With no offer to the other men if they wanted one, Peter began to explain,"Well, we don't need your help specifically," Peter replied. Matt's mouth dropped in confusion, his eyebrows pinching together. "Um, you see, we need to know where Claire is…"

"Oh," Matt already knew the end of Peter's sentence, finally working it out in his mind. How could he have been expected to understand from the beginning, they weren't exactly forthcoming with the details. "You want Molly." It was merely a statement. One quick probe through their minds confirmed their desire to know the location of his former charge.

"Yes, we know you sent her away. With Molly's assistance, we'd know exactly where to begin; she'd lead us right to Noah, to Claire." Peter answered for them.

"If I tell you where she is and you discover where Claire is being held, what are you going to do with Bennet?" Matt looked to Gabriel.

"I can't promise I won't kill him. I don't know how I will react when we come face to face."

Peter jumped in quickly, noticing Parkman's reluctance. "I promise I will make sure Gabriel won't do anything he'll regret."

"Who says I would regret it? I've wanted that scheming bastard dead for years."

"Gabe, in all sincerity, shut the hell up." Peter turned to Parkman anxious to acquire the information they needed and leave before things began to escalate. "Matt, please tell us where Molly is."

"Well, the last I heard Mohinder brought her to India."

Irritated Gabriel spoke first, "Is she in India or not."

"Yes, she's in India."

Gabe turned and left Peter and Matt alone, eager to start their journey. He motioned for Peter to hurry and follow after him. Peter nodded that he understood. "Thank you Matt."

"Don't mention it. I mean really…don't. Mohinder does not need to know that I lead that psychopath to his front door." Matt sighed and once again rubbed his head. "Why does it feel like I'm betraying her? I swore to protect her and now I'm telling the boogieman exactly where she is. This is the reason I sent her away in the first place."

"Matt, you don't have to worry about Gabe. It's hard to forgive a man that has done so much evil, but look at me. Hell, look at Claire, she married him and Gabe did far more to her than to me. If Claire can pardon Gabe, then you should be able to forgive him too."

"We'll see. Maybe someday it might be possible, but as of right now I don't want him coming around here again."

"I understand, and again I can't thank you enough for helping us." Peter gave his goodbye and joined Gabriel outside. He was restlessly pacing, hands in his pockets. He looked up as Peter came up beside him. "I guess I don't have to ask you if you're ready to leave."

Gabriel gave a forced smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I was just thinking we still have another problem."

"What do you mean? We know where Molly is and she can tell us where Noah's keeping Claire."

"Mohinder hates me even more than Parkman…"