Tap. Tap. Tap.
Julianne was an impatient woman. Her fingers gently tapped on the very small metal window sill. Where was he? She had called Matt ten minutes ago. She expected him to be here by now. She watched Sylar, and he appeared to be looking straight at her. Although, she knew he couldn't actually see her.
She glanced down at her watch. He was thirteen minutes late. Julianne was anxious to question Sylar and learn new things. Sighing, she couldn't take it any longer.
She walked out of the room and walked over to the door leading in to the where Sylar was at. She drew in a breath and pushed the door open and walked in. He didn't bother look over at her. The room was quiet. "I can't feel anything below my neck." He informed her.
"I know. It was one of the shots we gave you." She told him. She slowly walked over to him and stood at his side. She pulled up her hand, hesitantly at first, and placed it on his head. She pushed it to the side and slipped two fingers down his collar, pulling his collar down just a little to reveal two red punctures on his neck. Her fingers lightly brushed over them. He appeared to have been given the shots.
She took out a thick metal throng and hit it on his chair and brought it up near his ear. She already knew he had super hearing. But, he didn't do anything. Good. "I can't use my powers either. Your guards did their duty. Last times they were too afraid to get near me."
"Who wouldn't?" She asked him. "You are a serial killer with superhuman powers who goes around cutting the top of peoples heads off and taking their brains."
Sylar chuckled at her comment.
His laugh is so charming when it doesn't sound so evil.
"What is it with you?" Julianne jumped and spun around. Matt had just walked in. "Yeah," He said, raising his eyebrows, "I heard that last thought. Just trying to find out what the hell you were thinking coming in here alone."
"Oh, shut up Matt. They gave him the shots, I made sure." Julianne said to him, rolling her eyes.
"That still doesn't answer my question about you're thought. And the one yesterday." Julianne turned and looked at Sylar. He was watching them. Probably curious on what the heck they were talking about.
Is Matt jealous?
She glanced over at Matt, but he didn't seem to have heard her thought. "You sure they gave him the shots?" He asked her.
"Yes, Matt, I am. See?" She turned so she was just behind Sylar. Her left hip at the back of his right shoulder. She gently placed her hand on the side of Sylar's head and gently tilted it to the side, again slipping two fingers into his collar and pulling it away just a little. Matt glanced at the two evidences before coming around and sitting in the chair. Julianne let her hand slip from Sylar's head and collar. He pulled his head back up right. She could tell he didn't like this lack of power over anyone.
He has soft hair.
She came around and sat in the second chair. "I bet he does." Matt muttered. Julianne didn't glance at him. Best let him think she didn't hear him.
I've got to admit it; Matt can be pretty cute sometimes. Especially when he's jealous.
She saw Matt shift in the seat next to her out of the corner of her eye.
Crap.
"Did you kill your mother?" She asked Sylar.
"What?" Sylar asked her.
"Virginia Gray was found dead in her apartment. Stabbed with a pair of scissors. Her blood was used to paint a pretty little picture of New York blowing up."
"Why would I kill my own mother?" He asked her, as if offended.
"Why would you take peoples brains?" She countered.
"It was an accident." Matt said. "He didn't mean to. It just happened." He looked like he was concentrating.
"I see." She wrote something down on a piece of paper. They asked him questions for the next half an hour. They would ask a question, but their answer would be faint and obscure and it would lead to another question. Finally Sylar became quiet and wouldn't even think a single word. The only word Matt got out of him was 'tonight'.
"Tonight? Tonight what?" Julianne demanded. Sylar continued to stare just past her at the wall. Julianne sighed. "We're done in here." She announced as she stood up. She walked out of the door and started down the hall.
Matt quickly joined her. After a moment of silence, Matt finally asked. "So, you really think I'm cute?" He asked, trying not to chuckle.
"Matt, you're so immature. I really think you're married. By the way, how is that working out for you?" She said, changing the subject against him.
"Usual." He answered.
"And what's the usual?" She asked him.
"Not so hot." He said, shaking his head.
"I'm sorry." Julianne said. She took the folder she had been carrying and handed it to a lady.
"Me too." He sighed.
"I tell you one thing. If you two actually love each other, things will work out." She promised him as she turned around. She could tell talking about him and his wife made him as uncomfortable as it did here. "Anyways, what do you think he meant by, 'tonight'?"
"I have no idea." Matt said, shaking his head. He reached over and grabbed a small cup and filled it up with water from the jug.
"It's either something really important, or something not important at all." Julianne said. She looked up at Matt. "Just be careful." She warned him.
"Why?" He asked her, taking a sip of his water.
"If you didn't happen to notice, Sylar likes to kill people with powers and kill them, taking their brains and…" She waited for him to catch on, but didn't. She sighed, "Just don't get yourself killed, mind-reader." She said, before turning around and walking away.
"Don't worry about me." He called to her.
She turned around and started to open her mouth to say something, but decided against it and kept on walking.