A?N: Hey everyone! I'm so incredibly sorry for the giant, giant wait. I actually had no idea where this was going to head after the last chapter because his was my first ever fanfiction and I didn't plan it out. So I was stuck. But I hate leaving things unfinished and I felt guilty so I decided to try my best and finish this. I don't know if anyone will actually read this, but it's here if anyone does. I don't know when the next update will be. I'm sorry. Anyways, I'm sorry again for the wait and the is unbetaed, so all mistakes are mine. Enjoy!

Noah's POV:

'What are you doing to her?' Noah asked aggressively, storming into Bob's office.

'Well hello to you too Noah. Doing what to whom?' Bob asked, looking up from the file he was reading.

'You know who I'm talking about. Why did I walk past the experiment rooms and see Elle being wheeled away to a cell lying unconscious on a gurney, sparking with electricity? I asked the people with her and they said that you ordered some tests on her and that was all they would say. What are you doing to her?'

Bob removed his glasses, polished them and put them back on before saying 'I ordered some tests on Elle because I wanted to test the upper limits of her ability.'

'But you already know the upper limits of her abilities! I ran the tests myself!' Noah yelled.

'I know the approximately what she is capable of doing. I don't know exactly what she can do. And I want to find out,' the other man replied calmly, folding his hands on top of each other.

Noah frowned and said, 'you're lying. You already know exactly what she is capable of. There is an entire file on what she can do.'

'Ah, but Elle doesn't know that, does she?' he replied, smiling. There was something about the way in which he said it that unnerved Noah. He knew that Bob wasn't doing this to find the limits of Elle's ability, because he kept a file on her. It was updated recently and it had everything about Elle on it, from her height to the exact amount of wattage she could discharge.

'Why are you doing this to her Bob? These are extremely painful tests and they're not necessary. You hate seeing your daughter in pain,' Noah said.

'Well, people change Noah. Maybe Elle deserves the pain that she feels during those tests' Bob hissed venomously.

Noah reeled backwards. 'What?' he asked in disbelief.

"Claire…" he began in a dangerous voice.

Noah felt the hatred behind his words. Confused by the sudden change of topic in the conversation, he asked, "What about Claire?"

Bob stared at him hard before abruptly standing from his chair. "Your daughter and my daughter seem very close, don't you think?"

"Well yeah, they are best friends," Noah replied, even more confused.

Bob gave a dark laugh. "You really think that's it?"

Noah nodded, unable to think of anything to say. His mind was running a mile a minute and all he could think of was "no, please tell me he didn't find out about their relationship…his extreme prejudice will kill his own daughter."

Bob paused for a second, fingers trailing over the wood of his desk. "Your daughter turned my daughter into a fucking lesbian."

Oh shit. "What the hell are you talking about?" Noah retorted, "You can't turn anyone gay!"

"Apparently you can. Elle was fine before she met Claire. She was the perfect soldier, the perfect warrior, the perfect bodyguard. She was always so obedient. Now, she questions everything I tell her to. She's getting sloppy. Now's she's a disgusting dyke."

"Hey! Don't call her that!" Noah yelled.

"She's my daughter. I can call her whatever the hell I want. Now you listen to me. I am your boss. I am the boss of The Company. Claire is to sever all contact with Elle. I don't care how. I don't want her anywhere near her. I don't want them to communicate. Get their memories of each other wiped for all I care. Elle was straight before, and I can turn her back," Bob reasoned, madness glinting in his eyes.

Noah couldn't hold it in any longer. "Are you fucking serious? You're torturing your daughter because you want to make her straight? That is the most stupid and ignorant thing I have ever heard in my life! She's still the same as she was before she met Claire. This is just one more thing that you know about her."

"She is the reason why my wife is dead. She's also gay. Makes sense to see her suffer a little. I've heard the electroshock therapy can cure it."

"A LITTLE? She can't change who she is!" Noah's heart was breaking for Elle. Elle had grown to be like a daughter to him. He'd caught them kissing quietly on the couch once and he had simply smiled before backing out of the room slowly. He never mentioned this to his daughter and although he had was slightly uncomfortable with the idea at first, Elle made his daughter happier than he had ever seen. And that was really all that mattered.

"I'm not going to discuss this with you anymore," Bob stated plainly, "are you going to follow orders, or do I have to take matters into my own hands?"

Noah clenched his fists by his sides. He wanted nothing more than to swing them into Bob's face and keeping doing it until he made him see sense. But he couldn't. He wasn't going to let him ruin Elle and Claire's relationship.

Bob took Noah's silence as an answer to his question. "Good. I don't care how you do it; just make sure that they have no contact whatsoever with each other."

Noah straightened his spine. "No."

Bob bristled. "Noah-"

"No," he interrupted, "I will not let you ruin both their lives-"

"Goddammit Noah!" Bob yelled, pulling a handgun from his desk and pointed it at Noah's head. Noah immediately cursed at himself internally, asking himself why he had left his gun at home.

"You're leaving me no choice!" Bob continued, "Either you take care of this, or I will kill you now and then I will kill Elle, Claire, the rest of your family and make it look like an accident. I know how to kill Claire permanently. I'll just chop her head off. And if you even think about running away, I will find you and I WILL kill you. UNDERSTOOD?"

Noah shook his head in disbelief and his shoulders drooped. The man standing before him was no longer the friend that he recognized. "Who are you?"

"I'm still the same person as I was before my daughter met yours. This is just one more thing you know about me." He smiled evilly. He knew he had won. "So, are you going to follow orders or do I have to kill you?"

Noah hung his head in defeat. He knew there was no way out of this. Killing Bob or fighting with him would simply get them all killed. "Yes sir."

Bob grinned darkly. "Good. You can go do what you're supposed to do now."

Without glancing at Bob, he turned on his heel and stormed out of his office, taking care to slam the door as hard as he could. Fuming, he strode to Elle's new cell in Level 5. Pressing his hand to the glass, a lone tear ran down his cheek when he took in the sight of the machines hooked up to her. He prayed that whatever happens next, everyone affected by Bob's decision and his next actions would be able to forgive him one day.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to the unconscious Elle. After one last look, he turned his back on her and walked away.

Footnote: And there you have it. I wasn't too happy about this chapter because it was rushed and I haven't watched or written Heroes for such a long time. I hope you enjoyed it anyways. Reviews are love :D