I don't own Gabriel Gray, hmmm but I think there are ways that I could attain the sexy devil that plays him. PM if you know of a decent kidnapper ;) Oh yeah and Heroes belongs to Tim Kring, lucky bastard!

"Alright well your brother is going to be taken to a place in Queen's."

"Queen's? Well that's not too far."

"No, s'not but you've got to remember the Company will be after 'im too."

"Right. So when do we leave?"

"Now hold it right there missy. You've not even gotten your new identity yet."

"New identity?"

"Wot, you think the Company won't be lookin' for Tehya Harper?"

"I never...never thought I'd have to change my name."

"Wake up Tehya! You have to run! Now this envelope here is your and your brother's identity, money, passport, what have you."

"Claude...I can't do this. I'm sixteen years old, I can't just...disappear!"

"Tehya, I know this is a lot, but you have to do this. If you don't you can say goodbye to your freedom."

"But I'm scared."

Claude looked down at Tehya. He knew that she was facing things that she should not have to face at her age. She was sixteen, should have been dating, studying for tests, getting her first job, not this. She was about to travel down a road where she would never be a teenager again. She would have to look over shoulder all the time, ready to pick and up and leave at a moment's notice, probably for the rest of her life. Claude rested his hands on her shoulders and looked into her eyes. Bright green and intelligent, but still scared. He wasn't used to handling children, not used to comforting them, but he was certainly going to try his best for her.

"Look, I know that you're scared, but that's a good thing. You have to be the one that's on the lookout, you 'ave to watch out for the Company. I know that you think you're not ready for this, but I've seen you in action, you'll be brilliant."

"Aww, quit it old man you're makin' me blush."

"Old man? Hey how bloody old do you think I am anyway?!?"

"I dunno you look as old as my da-" Teyha's mouth clamped shut at the words. It was an accidental slip of the mouth. She had almost forgotten.

"Hey, you'll come visit us right?"

"I...just look at these as our our last days."

Claude was surprised when Tehya caught him in a tight hug. For a moment he wasn't sure what to make of it, but finally he hugged her back. He wouldn't tell her that he would try to visit, that he would try to check in on them as often as he could because he didn't want to get her hopes up or his. He pulled away and gave her a solid pat on the shoulder.

"Alright then go ahead open the envelope."

Tehya opened it up and reached inside. She felt the hard plastic cover of what she was sure was a passport. She pulled it out and opened it. Inside was a picture of her, she didn't remember taking it and was positive it was a doctored photo.

"Aida Taylor? Eighteen?"

"It's the only way you can keep Zaya. Besides I thought Aida sounded similar to Tehya."

"It does, and thanks for everything."

"Don't thank me just yet there is still a matter of getting your brother."

"Hey between me 'n you, I think we can handle it."

Claude couldn't help but grin down at the young girl. He was glad that he hadn't said a word to the Company, bars and cages simply were not for her.

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Zaya wasn't sure what to make of the Harris family. They were a nice family he could tell, but he didn't want to stay. The night that he had arrived they had already had a bed set up for him. They hadn't bought clothes yet because they weren't sure what size he was, but they said they planned on taking him shopping soon. Zaya felt a little guilty at that because he knew that either he was going to run away or Tehya would come for him. He wasn't sure which would happen first, but he only planned on staying for about another week. His mother had always said make a plan and stick with it. His plan was stay here seven more days, grab his things, and head for...well he wasn't sure, but he knew that the people that took Tehya would probably come here soon. They had been with the police, had beenthe robbers, what was to stop them from being a social worker or even the Harrises?

"Hey Zaya dinner's ready!" Zaya jumped at the sound. He had been drawing at the little desk they had set up for him. There wasn't much else to do. He put down the crayons and headed downstairs. He took a long whiff and knew that it was steak. He felt his mouth water a little, and his stomach grumbled a bit in anticipation. The home was almost like the one that he lived in. It was two stories, and had all the rooms like kitchen, living room, dining room, downstairs. As he came down the stairs he could already see the dining room and the Harris family sitting down. There was a mother, a father, and a boy a little older than him. The boy was named Jamie and it was clear that if they had met under different circumstances they would have been as close as brothers.

"Hey, Zaya," Mr. Harris said genially. He motioned to a table next to Jamie and Zaya sat down nervously. He had never eaten dinner at someone's else's house. He wasn't old enough for sleepovers and his parents usually picked him up from his friend's house before it started.

"Umm, hi."

"So, how do you like it here so far?"

"It's good I guess," Zaya said as he looked down at his plate.

Mrs. Harris, smiled softly, sadness clearly in her eyes. "If you'd like you can eat upstairs or in the living room. I know the past few days have been hard for you."

"Thank you Mrs. Harris."

"Oh no it's alright, and you can call me Nina it's alright."

"S'okay . I'm...my mom always told that grownups had to be called by their last names. It was a sign of 'spect."

"Aww, your mother must have been a great person."

"Yeah, she was, the best. Can...can I eat upstairs now?"

"Sure honey it's fine with us."

"Thank you."

Zaya grabbed his plate and utensils and made his way up the stairs. He didn't think he'd able to eat now, though. His stomach was twisted in knots, and he didn't think he'd be able to get a bite of food past his lips.

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"Oh Gabriel, we have to get everything ready for your father! Hurry with the dishes!"

"Mom-"

"Gabriel, don't just stand there looking at me, help me!"

"Mom-"

"Son, you know he likes dinner at seven and he-"

"Mom!" Gabriel said a little louder as he gripped her shoulders firmly. She stopped and looked at him her eyes wide and frenzied. Tears were only a thought away, and Gabriel knew that he would have to bring reality over her.

"Mom," he said more gently,"it's been almost a week. If he was-if he was going to come back, he would have already."

"Don't say that about your father!"

"Mom, he always calls if he's going to be late. A week mom, a week and...nothing. Not even a phone call."

"When did you get so tall, " his mother quipped as she tried to laugh," oh, Gabriel."

Gabriel wrapped him arms around his mother and held her as she cried. He remembered doing this once, he thought to himself, but it wasn't for her. His brain thought of a brilliant green, of sunlight, a smile, but then it faded and he cursed himself for letting his mind wander.

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"Alright so let's go over the plan again."

"Clauuuude," Tehya said irritably," this will be the thousandth time we've gone over this."

"Well let's make it an even thousand then."

"Okay, fine. First I use my energy, feel the house out see how many people, if they have any special abilities, their moods, that kind of things, then I tell you. Second, I sense out Zaya, pump him full of energy so he knows to look out for me. Third I knock out the people in the house. Fourth you and I go all invisible-like and break into the house. Fifth we grab my brother and we ditch."

"Good, but you're forgetting one thing."

"Right, if we see anything suspicious, anything at all I knock everyone out."

"Good. Now let's just hope nothing goes wrong."

"Yeah, I don't want to hurt anymore people."

"I know, but you realize that it may come to that, don't you?"

"I know but who wants to hurt people? I just want in, out, and away."

"I know you do, kid, but things don't always work that way."

"Yeah...so how far away from the house are we?"

"About thirty minutes, but we'll go in around 8:30 or so."

"I can dig it."

"I'm sure now try to get some rest, we've a long night ahead of us."

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Zaya had already gotten his clothes together. He had his shoes on, and looking sadly at the food he realized that was a lost cause too. This was the third time that he had packed, he kept unpacking again, trying to decided whether he should stick to the plan or just leave. He was afraid that he would end up wanting to stay in the end. The way that Nina had spoken to him, it was the way his mother had used to. He wanted to go home, but honestly there would no one there, nothing to make it home. He could have a brotherif he stayed here, he could belong somewhere. He thought of just a few days ago when he had had Gabriel for a brother. While they were looking for Tehya it was obvious that they had a bond. Gabriel wasn't afraid of his powers or what he could do. Gabriel had helped him fine tune his powers so that they could use them at the convenient store. Gabriel looked at his powers and it was if he had known how they had worked from the very beginning. Three days after the training they decided to put on their show at the convenient store. Zaya got his parents to drive him and Gabriel to the convenient store, and when Gabriel had said they would walk back, they insisted that they would tag along. Zaya tugged on Gabriel's sleeves then, and pleaded that they do it then, so that he wouldn't have to lie to his parents anymore, and reluctantly Gabriel agreed. They both figured that if they did it in a public place they would be able to distract the mind taking man and hopefully have a one on one conversation with the other man that had been following him. They would have been able to cut a deal and Tehya would have been home safely. It hadn't worked that way at all. Instead two men, rushed in guns blazing.

He remembered Gabriel pushing him down to the ground, and then he heard the sound he would come to hate.

The sounds of gunshots.

Hiding in the candy aisle, he couldn't see his parents, but that sweet copper smell, the blood trailing forward so he could see it...he knew it was them. He started to shriek wildly, struggling against Gabriel, but Gabriel wouldn't let go.

"Zaya," he whispered, "stay with me or they'll kill us both."

"Mommy...daddy," he sobbed as he clutched Gabriel's arm tightly.

"It's okay alright...you've still got me, your big brother. I won't let anything happen to you."

But it wasn't meant to be. One of the gunman walked and spotted them crouched beside the candy. Zaya struggled to make a shield, but he was so nervous. He managed one, but he couldn't make one for him and Gabriel that would last long. It shorted out and then the man removed a glove from one of his hands.

"Run Gabriel! It's the mind taking man! Gabriel!"

Gabriel scrambled back and tried to get away but then another man cornered them from the rear.

"Zaya, either we shoot him or he loses him memory you choose."

Gabriel looked from the second gunman to the first, and then back to Zaya.

"It'll be fine okay."

"No! No! You can't do that!"

"It's okay Zaya."

"But..."

"It'll be fine, just tell your sister that I love her very much. Can you do that?"

"Uh huh, I can...I can do that. Gabriel?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you too."

"What are brothers for?"

Zaya sniffled and then nodded at the man with his glove removed. He watched as the man passed a hand over Gabriel's face. He saw as Gabriel shuddered a bit, and he couldn't help but sob loudly as a blank look entered Gabriel's eyes. The other man quickly knocked Gabriel out and proceeded to reach for him, but was stopped short when sirens sounded outside. The gunman pulled his hand back and nodded to his partner. It was strange. They dropped their weapons and turned themselves in. Zaya peered out and closed his eyes when he saw the two people lying on the floor. He tried to burn the images away and forget, but he couldn't. The police found him there curled up against Gabriel and crying loudly.

And now he he had to decide what to do next. He didn't want anything bad to happen.

And then he felt it, felt her. He felt a huge rush of energy overtake him. He felt like he could fly, like a cloud, and he felt her love wrapping around him like the warmest blanket. He smiled and looked down at his things that he already clutched tightly. He ran to the window and waved. He couldn't see her, but he still wanted to let her know that he was waiting for her.

A/N Okay guys the end chapter is nigh. It's either going to be the next one or the one after that, but really only two more chapters tops. It's definitely been a blast writing this story, and getting all these fantastic reviews. I hope that you enjoy the next one as much! Also the reason that the robbers turned themselves in is because there were policemen that were also working for the Company, not because they have a moral obligation to do the right thing.