Chapter 11 – Discoveries

"Elle you home?" Gabriel called into the open font door. It had been two days since they had spent their evening at the small café in town. After watching wonder boy leave the house only moments ago he figured it was time for a stroll on their beach, only to come across her door wide open in front before he ever made it to the spot he always found her resting on in the sand.

"I knew it was you."

Sylar knew the voice the moment he heard it from just inside, closing his eyes he stepped in. Now that Bennett knew he had found Elle one thing was for sure after today the next time he sees Elle she would be coming with him, hopefully he and Petrelli hadn't move her already. He moved into her home and turned to the left to see her Glasses sitting on the couch watching him enter.

"You just couldn't stay away could you? As soon as Claire called me telling me about Elle's little dinner with a new friend I fucking knew you had found her. Although I must say Sylar, you surprised me when you didn't finish the job you started 7 months ago." Noah stated in a tight voice as he lifted himself to stand so the he could turn and face the psycho he had spent most of his career observing, capturing or try to kill.

"You took something that was mine Noah so naturally I came to retrieve her." Sylar sighed as if he were already board with the conversation, as Noah had already admitted seconds ago to him; he'd known Sylar was going to come after her.

"You and I both know that Elle was never anything more to you and a good fuck that ended up with a little too much responsibility." Noah stated as he held Sylar eyes. The idea that this monster had the gumption to say the Elle was his was unbelievable. The bastard had left her and his son for dead and Noah had no intention of letting him get a second go at killing them.

"As usual you know nothing. She chose me. I loved her. Still do" Well he loved her as much as he could love anyone. Elle and his son where the most important things in his existence now, the only things that mattered, even before he had found out she was alive he had known he would never feel or care for another person in the world the way he had Elle. Then after he had learned of their son he was certain what he had always felt for her had been love, more so from Gabriel at the beginning but yes even he Sylar knew he loved the reckless, hardheaded, fearless woman now.

"You killed her Gabriel. YOU slit her head in two and dug for an answer she had already gave you. You threw her life along with the life of your sons away. You're no better than your old man was, worse actually. At least he sold you before he killed your mother. You on the other hand tried to kill Elle before your son could ever be born. If it wasn't for me…."

"Shut up." Sylar raged in a frighteningly clam tone as Bennett had hit something inside of him that should never be touched.

"…finding her on the beach after the child with in her had tried his best to save her and himself by regenerating what he could of her body you would have succeeded. They would be dead. But Peter and I saved her. She is ours now and I am never going to let you near her again."

"If it wasn't for you and your lies that night it never would have come to that, I never would have given her up so that I could find out the real truth of the situation." He seethed his anger finally getting the better of him causing his nonchalantly attitude to disappear quickly as he set his glare on Bennett. How dare he lay what he had done fully at his feet, when he had been the one to put all of the doubts and questions about her loyalty and feelings in Sylar head.

"You see that is exactly how I know you couldn't possibly love my daughter…" Noah began with a chuckle.

"She is nothing to you, much less your daughter." Sylar exploded at his claim of fatherhood.

"….you don't give up on someone you love by stealing their life from them. When you love someone Gabriel you do what it takes to keep them safe like I did, lie to them if need be, protect them from people they have been lead to believe care for them. Now, Peter on the other hand. Peter dose love her."

"You and wonder boy are so pathetic. You really don't get it, do you? You have no choice in this. Elle is mine. Always has been, always will be."

"Is that so because judging by the glow my daughter had on her face this morning I'd say Peter had her pretty good last night."

A burst of fury exploded with in him as jealousy had his head swarming with images of Peter's hands on Elle blurring his vision. Sylar threw Bennett into the nearest window before flipping him to pin his back to the wall across the room holding him suspended above the fireplace cutting off his airway. ;only to have him fall to the floor a few seconds later when his concentration was broken by the sound of her voice along with that of Claire's and Bennett's wife behind him.

"Gabriel what are you…" Elle began only to cut off the familiar scene in front of her started to connect something in her mind she didn't quite understand until she heard her sister scream next to her.

"Stop it! Sylar please." Claire shouted fearfully for her father's life.

"Sylar…" Elle whisper chocking on the sob that from in her throat as her heart clinched and her eyes immediately pooled over with moisture. Shaking her head in disbelief while her eyes locked on the man she'd known to be Gabriel as he transformed to a man named Sylar.

Elle stumbled back as her mind began to fill with the lost memories of her past life that she had wished and prayed for so badly. The vision the four people in front of her flashed with the memories that they had been a part of conforming them into completely different people. Her daddy… no her old partner who had betrayed and shot her. Her mother…no Bennett's wife the one who hated her, she had wanted her died too. Her sister…the one she had almost killed….Gabriel….Sylar who had gained Elle's love and trust only to…. Elle let out a heart wrenching sob as she doubled over in both physical and metal pain as the memories were now hitting with a force so hard that she literally tried to back away from them or maybe it was the people in the room she was now trying so desperately to separate her self from.

"Sweetie?" Sandra said with concern and fear for her daughter written across her face as took a step towards her almost running into Claire.

"Elle…" Claire gasped after her mother spoke reaching a hand out to her sister who was now pallid white and shaking like a leaf with her back against the living room wall next to the door.

"Don't touch me." Elle cried her voice so low and unsteady it was barely audible; she snatched her hand away out of Claire's reach. What the hell was she doing here, all these people every last one, had wanted or tried to kill her… one had even been successful she recalled just before hearing his voice.

"Elle?" Sylar questioned in almost a whisper as he lowered his hand and turned towards her.

"It was all lies." She spoke in a trembling soft tone that was close to a whisper still the words seemed to echo through the air as if she had shouted them. She threw her hand out in front of her as she tried to give a jolt to warn them away from her, but nothing came. Crap, how was she going to defend herself, how was she going to keep her son safe from them she panicked.

"No Elle not lies. Maybe at first but after…." Claire begged of her older sister tears now falling from her own eyes as her mother held a strong grip on her shoulders.

"All of it…. Everything…. All of you…." Elle began to scream both her hands now clutching at her abdomen on each side of where her unborn baby rested, not just her child but… her eyes shot the Gabriel before shifting to Noah as he began to speak.

"Elle you have to understand." Noah now spoke as he lifted himself from the floor his eyes fixed on the woman he'd come to think of as his other little girl.

"Understand what exactly? That this was all some kind of sick twisted game… a way for you to use me as bait for…him….and you…. was killing me not enough….Ow… You can't have him… none of you… I won't let you…. Ahhhh…" Elle screamed before the pain that had been creeping up her spine and stomach finally consumed her. One of Elle's hand moved to latch on to the lower section of her swollen belly as she crumbled to her knees her other placed on the floor to her keep her steady so that she didn't fall completely over.

"Elle…" was all Sylar could force out watching the woman he loved relieve the night he had taken her life as if she was playing the vision like a movie screen in the depths of her tear filled electric blue eyes.

"Don't, stay away from us all of you." As yelled as she let her self fall back to sit on her rear end before scooting her self back into the corner of where here living room wall and the edge of the front door met when she saw Gabriel take to slightest step towards her. White lights began to dance in front of her eyes making the world around her began to spin as she tried to reach out for the door handle above her. Her mind was bombarded with the memories of the life she'd had, and was now wishing she would have left forgotten.

"Elle honey, please you're bleeding." Her Sandra pleaded in a shaky voice as she spotted the blood now beginning to soil her pregnant daughter light blue shorts.

"NO! I mean it stay away." She screamed in a terrified filled voice as she slung her hand towards them again. Only this time blue sparks flashed between her fingers but still unable to produce the kind of jolt she wanted. Her other hand still held tightly to her son protectively willing him to be okay with her last thoughts before the blackness that swirled in front of her consumed her completely.

Elle's body slumped to the floor in front of them both Claire and Sandra rushed to her side. Claire adjusting Elle to recline in her lap for a more comfortable position as Sandra pushed her halo of blonde hair from her face.

"Noah call an ambulance."Sandra order.