I know this isn't Saturday (when I said I'd have a new chapter up) but I've been writing like crazy lately so I thought I'd upload this chapter because I'm going to Florida Thursday (yay!) and I'm not sure if I can upload this weekend. I hope you guys like it! :)

Nathan hadn't even heard her coming up the stairs so he was caught red-handed. "Um…well I saw you're suitcase was in the middle of the floor so…I thought I'd…whose shirt is that?"

Elle saw the shirt he was pointing to and froze. "Mine," she lied quickly.

Nathan could tell she was lying. "Oh. Why is it burned and ripped?"

Elle hesitated before answering. "It's what Peter found me in…on the beach."

"It's what he found you in? So you don't remember putting it on?"

"I do, but…do you want to hear the truth or a not-so-carefully thought out lie?"

Nathan didn't need to answer.

"It's Sylar's. He gave it to me when we were being chased by Noah."

"Why?"

"…Because I didn't have anything else to wear."

"Oh," Nathan thought. "Awkward." He stood up and walked over to her. "You realize you can tell me anything, right? You don't have to lie."

Elle nodded. "I know. I just think we'd all be happier if I lied about small details. Like that."

Nathan silently agreed. "But you can tell me anything, if you want. I'll listen, no boundaries."

Elle leaned in closer. "I know." She grabbed him from behind the neck and kissed him.

For the second time in the past 5 minutes, Nathan was left completely speechless. "But…" he said as their lips broke apart. "You said that you couldn't be in a relationship."

"Please," she whispered, their lips still only inches away. "Don't ruin it."

Nathan smiled and then kissed her in response. "I'll try not to." He pulled her in closer and continued to kiss her.

Elle let herself be pulled in. She wasn't sure what had made her change her mind. She had always known that deep down she felt something for him but she had tried to repress those feelings as long as she could. But she couldn't take it anymore. She was done fighting with herself, she had spent her whole life fighting. Now she could just relax inside his arms.

"Hello? Nathan? Elle? Anyone home?" Peter's voice came from downstairs.

"Way to ruin the moment Peter," she thought. Nathan and Elle quickly broke apart and turned towards the door where they could hear Peter's footsteps becoming louder and louder.

"Yeah Pete, we're in here," Nathan called.

Elle turned around and saw Peter. "Hi."

Peter walked over and hugged her. "Nathan told me about the baby, I'm really sorry."

Elle smiled. "It's ok. I'm ok, I think."

Peter let go and then walked over to Nathan. "We need to talk…now."

Elle looked at Nathan who looked at her. "I'll be back." He told her as he followed Peter out the door.

Peter lead him downstairs and then into Nathan's office, shutting the door behind them. "We…have a problem."

"Yeah?"

"Sylar is back in New York."

Nathan sighed. "Not again. But Elle thinks"-

"He was in my apartment again…"

"Oh," Nathan replied. Sylar had said he wouldn't go after Elle until the baby was born but he hadn't said anything about them. "That's not good."

"We can't tell Elle," Peter said firmly. "She has enough to worry about already."

"But"-

"Nathan, you know it's the right thing to do."

Nathan hesitated. "Fine. But if he attacks either of us, how are we supposed to hide it?"

Peter shrugged. "You're the older brother, you think of something. I'm going to go check in to a hotel."

Peter hated that feeling. The feeling that he was being watched. "You're just freaking yourself out," Peter thought. He looked across the street. His car was no longer there. "Crap," Peter said. He looked around the street, it was pretty much empty. Peter sighed and started walking. He continued walking until he heard a scream. He spun around. Nobody was there. But then he heard more screaming, coming from an alleyway up ahead. Instinctively, Peter started running towards the alley. He stopped before he entered it though. "It could be a trap…" Peter cautiously stepped into the alleyway. "Hello?"

A little girl was at the end of the alleyway, crying. She was sitting down and her clothes were ripped. Peter ran towards her. "Are you ok?" he asked when he got to her.

The little girl shook her head and pointed further down the alleyway into a parking lot that was empty. "He went that way, he's going to hurt me, he's going to come back…" She started crying harder.

Peter ran down the alleyway and into the parking lot. It looked abandoned, nobody was there. "I don't see anybody," he called back to the little girl, still looking around at the parking lot.

"Strange, I could've sworn he went this way," said a familiar voice that did not belong to a little girl. Peter turned around slowly just to be thrown back by an invisible force. Telekinesis. Sylar.

Peter crashed into a wall and struggled to stand up but Sylar used his telekinesis to pin him against the wall.

"Shape-shifting," Sylar said walking towards Peter. "An extremely useful ability I took from a man last week. I can be anyone I want."

Peter tried to move but he was pushed against the wall too hard. He could barely breathe.

"And once I kill you I'll have a whole new identity. Peter Petrelli."

I'm almost done writing the second half of this 2-parter and I am SO happy with it, it should be up tomorrow. :)

Oh yeah, please review. :)