DISCLAIMER: I own nothing! I also am not a fan of Twilight...but I felt this song was appropriate for this chapter.

I seek you out, flay you alive

One more word and you won't survive

And I'm not scared of your stolen power...see right through you anyhow...

I won't soothe your pain...I won't ease your strain...You'll be waiting in vain...

I've got nothing for you to gain...

'Eyes On Fire' by Blue Foundation, Twilight Original Soundtrack.

... Hours later, Sylar pulled away from Amber, breathing hard and fast. He had no idea what had come over him, but they had spent at least a couple of hours thrashing the lust out of one another's flesh. Lying on his back and pulling Amber close, he gave her a little kiss on the forehead, regaining his composure.

"Holy shit" he whispered, half-smiling "That was intense!"

"You can say that again" Amber murmured, stretching her bottom into his groin lazily "I think we broke a world record"

He chuckled at her quip, noticing how her dark eyes seemed to sparkle. Something about that sight made the invisible bond between them grow stronger.

'I don't know what you're doing to me, Amber' he thought, enjoying the sparkle, 'I hope it never ends'

'And it never will' his conscience replied...

... Claire hid behind a massive evergreen tree as she watched her father knock on the door of the supposed victim. As soon as Diana's house came into view, Claire's feeling of dread disappeared and was replaced by confusion. It wasn't like Sylar to skip victims on a list...it also wasn't like him to avoid taking powers. She felt something was wrong with the situation but couldn't put her finger on it.

She pushed all thoughts aside as she saw the occupant of the house emerge in the doorway to talk to her father. She watched intently as the conversation became heated. It appeared that the woman had no idea on what Noah was telling her and was getting angry at his persistent questions.

"For the last time" she heard the young woman yell "I don't know what you are talking about"

The door was then slammed in his face. Claire stifled a giggle and ran to her cab before Noah turned around.

"Please take me back to the airport" she murmured to the cab driver before becoming lost in thought.

As the cab drove away, she had that nagging feeling again...something clearly wasn't right...

... Cursing and kicking a stone, Noah Bennett trudged back to his cab. After giving his driver instructions, he whipped out his cellular phone and called Angela Petrelli.

"It's me" he said, when she answered "Sylar hasn't come to Edmonton yet. Maybe he's going by a different pattern"

As he finished his sentence, he was met with silence. After a long pause, Angela finally spoke.

"Come back...we need to think of a new strategy"...

... Closing the bathroom door, Sylar sauntered over to his shower, completely naked. He turned the water on and immediately stepped inside, relishing the feel of the cool water before it gradually heated up.

As he allowed himself to be saturated by the increasingly hot water, he closed his eyes, savouring the few hours that had just passed. It had been a long time since he could meet a girl he could trust...especially one with powers.

Elle seemingly liked him in the short time they partnered together, but her feelings seemed artificial. In essence, she was a spoiled Daddy's Girl who played him like a violin. Although he did enjoy some of the time they had spent together, he did not regret for a second that he stole her powers and ended her life.

Amber was of a different calibre. Everything about her was genuine...she readily accepted him in a shockingly short time, despite the fact that she didn't know about the other murders.

His eyes flew open as he reached for his shampoo. Trying in vain to change his train of thought, he focused on his task at hand, but found that it was futile.

"What is happening to me?" he murmured after rinsing his hair and reaching for soap "These thoughts and feelings are not a part of me..."

'Listen to your heart, Gabriel' his conscience said, making him think for a moment 'Only one thing can set you free from your torment...Amber is the key'

"Amber is the key to what?" he asked himself, rinsing off the soap "What are you talking about?"

'Only time will tell' the cryptic voice said, refusing to give him a straight answer.

He turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel from the nearby rack and wrapped it around his waist before heading back into the bedroom where Amber waited for him.

As he crossed the threshold, something caught his eye before he could take a good look at her. There was something different about her eyes as she looked at him with rapture. The sparkle he had seen earlier was more brilliant than before and her face seemed to lighten like an Angel's.

His heart beat faster as he kept his eyes on her. He felt drawn to her like a magnet. Only then did he realize what was going on with him.

'I think I may have some sort of feelings towards her' he thought to himself...

... Amber lay in Sylar's bed, the black sheet covering her body as she watched him approach her. Even though she had been a serial dater, she felt a strong connection to this man that she couldn't explain. She never expected it to happen to her.

Moving aside to give him room, she watched a rivulet of water trickle down from his forehead...to his rugged jawline...down to his exposed toned torso...to his indented navel...to the twin rope of muscle that edged below the top of the towel he wore around his waist. Her heart beat faster as she looked into his eyes. Something flashed inside that could only be described as raw passion.

He was her hero...her new best friend...her new confidant...Now, it seemed like he was becoming more in a heightened pace.

An avid reader of the Highlander romance novels, she had once read that people felt some kind of weird pulse or power when experiencing the unbridled lust of their mates. Amber wasn't entirely sure, but that's what it felt like to her.

His name escaped her lips as he descended down to give her a long, tender kiss...