Disclaimer: I don't own HEROES. I don't wish to take any ownership. I love HEROES and don't want to do anything disrespectful. I only wish I owned Sylar. I would be so happy with him and he would make me waffles every day.

Author's Note: Reviews, Reviews! Oh, how I love them. Ties that Bind has been an awesome story to write. I hoped you enjoyed it as much as I did. If you have the time please enjoy some of my other stories. I am a writer of both HEROES and Harry Potter (I know strange combination).

Ch. 21 Sylar's Story

Sylar couldn't get Alana out of out of his head. She was the first person he thought about in the morning and the last at night. Was he going mad? Alana was so infuriating but sweet all at the same time. All Sylar wanted to do was be around her but he couldn't shake the feeling that he was doing something wrong. Matt Parkman's warn remained stuck in his mind on repeat. He didn't want to harm Alana, but was he doing just that by playing this game with her. He knew that he had to keep his distance form Alana but that doesn't mean he couldn't think about her. Good thing they didn't talk much these days. Sylar knew he was hurting Alana by not talking to her about the other night. Sylar admired how strong Alana was. She would have to be being Danko's daughter.

"Are you going to avoid it forever?" Alana asked.

"Avoid what" Sylar asked innocently.

"Talking about what happened the other night" Alana said.

"It was wrong what I did. I am so sorry" Sylar said sincerely.

"You have nothing to apologize for" Alana said angrily.

"I do. I am giving you false hope" Sylar explained.

"Why can't we be together? Give me a reason" Alana demanded

"You don't know me at all" Sylar said.

"I know you killed people, I honestly am not holding that against you" Alana told him.

"It more than that, I'm just not a good person for you to have in your life" Sylar said. He was shaking with fury.

"What if I want you in my life" Alana asked. Her eyes were so full of sadness.

"I don't want you in my life" Sylar said in a last moment decision. It pained him to do it but it was the only way. In the back of his mind he hoped that Alana wouldn't listen to him.

"I see" Alana said slowly.

Sylar clearly hit a raw nerve. It looked like his words had done the trick. She didn't say anything for the whole afternoon and when they got to the hotel she barricaded herself in the bathroom. Sylar gave her the curtsey of pretending to be asleep when she got out of the bathroom. Sylar couldn't help but think he probably lost the best thing that had ever happen to him. Having a girl like Alana interested in him made Sylar think he wasn't a total failure. Now he was where he started, alone.

For the first time in her life, Alana was crying over a guy. She felt really stupid for putting herself in this situation. Sylar clearly didn't give a damn about her. Alana felt like a child hiding in a bathroom all night. When she finally risked going to sleep, Sylar was fortunately asleep. Alana didn't have an easy night but at least she didn't have to face Sylar.

The next day she felt horrible and she looked like it. Sylar and she didn't even look at one another the whole day. Alana wanted to slap him. Right now she hated him more than she hated anyone in her whole life. It was when they were about to go to sleep that he finally spoke.

"I'm sorry" Sylar said

"Why are you so cold and grouchy" Alana asked him determined not to cry in front of Sylar.

"It's not me that does it, it's my ability" Sylar said.

"You can't use your ability as an excuse to treat people badly" Alana whimpering. Sylar came over and put his arms around her. It was clear that he didn't know how to comfort other people.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Alana snapped. Sylar immediately took his arms around him.

"You didn't mind it the other night" Sylar snapped. Alana smacked him. She then ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

"Alana, I'm sorry. Please open this door" Sylar said calmly.

"NO!" Alana said definitely.

"Alana I'm really sorry I snapped at you" Sylar said sincerely.

"There is nothing you can say that will make me forgive you" Alana cried. She had tears in her eyes now.

"Alana can I please explain how my ability screwed up my life" Sylar begged. Alana didn't answer him. She didn't know if she wanted to know.

"I was always ashamed of who I was." Sylar began.

"Then a man named Chandra Suresh came to me and told me that I had a gene that gave me a special ability. I was so happy that I was special. Then I was tested and Dr. Suresh couldn't find my ability. I got angry and walked out on him. Before I did I stole a piece of paper, on it was the name and number of another person that had the gene. I didn't know why but I knew I need this person for me to get my ability. So, I called Brain Davis and he came to my shop. To this day I don't know why I did it but I killed him. After I killed him I was able to do what he could do, I was telekinetic. I knew what I had to do in order to be powerful, kill people. I did just that for the 6 months. Then finally I began to get overwhelmed because I thought I was going to blow up New York. I went to my mom. I had hoped she would be able to help me stop hurting people. She didn't take me having this ability well, and I accidently stabbed her. I struggled with my ability ever since then. I hurt every one I'm around; I don't want you to be one of them." Sylar finished with a sigh. Alana decided to open the door.

"You should have more faith in people" Alana told him.

"Most people would freak out if they heard what I've done" Sylar said looking at her blankly.

"It's in the past and you don't do it now. I trust you" Alana said finally.

"My ability gives me something called the hunger; it makes me want more abilities." Sylar said.

"Do you still get it?" Alana asked.

"No, I know how to get abilities now with my usually way" Sylar told her.

"How did you get abilities your usually way" Alana asked.

"I don't want to tell you that" Sylar said laughing. It wasn't his usually laugh, it was a truly amused laugh.

"Why not?" Alana asked confused.

"Because it's disguising what I would do" Sylar said thoughtfully. Sylar looked truly disgusted at what he uses to do.

"It's ok Sy, I don't need to know" Alana said softly.

"Sy?" Sylar asked her questioningly.

"What it's a nickname" Alana defensively.

"I thought you would be using my real name now that you know it" Sylar smirked.
"You don't like it, so why would I call you it" Alana asked.

"Thanks Alana" Sylar said.

"For what" Alana asked.

"For everything. " Sylar smiled.

The new found friends didn't know it was 3:30 in the morning by the time they went to bed. Sylar was glad she wasn't scared off when he told her about his past. Sylar knew they had a long way to go. He knew they couldn't be anything more than friends, and knew Alana was going to fight him over it.