The loud buzzing echoed through her skull. She couldn't believe it. He escaped? How could he have escaped? What would happen now? Her eyes attached themselves to a group of men in uniform, hurriedly making their way down the hall. The building immediately went into lockdown.

The officers had told her that he was still in the building. Julianne panicked. She almost instantly worried about Matt. Where was he? Just when she felt like she should go look for him, she saw him walking towards her.

"Jesus Christ, Matt! Don't ever scare me like that again!" She yelled at him.

Matt looked like he wanted to smile. "You were worried about me?" He asked, sheepishly.

"Of course I was worried about you. There's a power-snatching villain somewhere in this building. And, incase you haven't notice, you have a power. A power we need." Julianne threw back at him.

"We?" He asked her.

"With your power, it makes questioning villains a whole lot more easier. You can read minds, Matt!" Julianne yelled at him, a little too harshly. "I'm sorry Matt." She apologized.

"It's alright. Now, let's go find Sylar." Matt said, placing his hand on his gun.

As much as Julianne wanted to lock him up safe, she had to let him come along. She gave a small smile at his determination and eagerness. "What?" He asked her, raising his eyebrows.

Don't think. Don't think. Don't think.

She told herself, knowing very well he was going to try to read her thoughts. It was unusually hard for her.

He's…No! Don't think it! He's so…No!

She concentrated so hard, but not wanting to think it, made her mind try to think it even more.

He's so…so…God! No!

She looked over at the ground, sheepishly. She could tell the way he was looking at her, he was probing her brain. She tried desperately hard not to think what she wanted to think, but both of them knew it was coming.

Friggin' A. He's so damn cute, all the damn time! There! I bet you heard that, Matt!

Julianne turned away sharply and started walking down the hall. "I'm going to go to my office. Don't follow me." She called over her shoulder. She needed time to think. She needed to get away. The vibrating buzz still traveled through her mind. She might be safe in her office. Might be.

She grasped the cold metal and gave it a twist as she pulled the door open. She closed it behind her. The room was dark, so she turned to the light on. But, the light was broken. She sighed, gave a small curse, and decided to turn on her desk lamp.

She took one step forward, when she was pushed against the wall. In the dimly lit room, she could barely see the face of Sylar, as he stepped out from the dark corner. "Well, hello, again." He said, darkly.

"Sylar!" She screamed. Although, she could hardly hear herself over her racing heart.

"That's my name." Sylar replied, coldly.

Julianne's body was facing him. She tried to struggle, but, once again, was unable to break free of his grasp. "Please…"

"Don't worry. I might not kill you." Julianne could feel the skin on her forehead being tugged, lightly. "You might be of some use." Sylar took a step closer to her. "You see, I want Matt's powers. You just might be able to get it for me."

"Never." Julianne said, through clenched teeth. "You…won't hurt…Matt."

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk." Sylar said, slightly shaking his head. "It's not very wise to fall in love with your partner. To fall in love with ANYONE. It only leads to heartbreak." Sylar said, chuckling.

Matt. If you can hear me, don't come find me. Don't.

"Call him." Sylar demanded. "Call him using your mind. Tell him to come here."

"What?" Julianne asked.

"Make him come here so I CAN TAKE HIS BRAIN!" Sylar roared. "Do it. Now."

"No." Julianne replied, defiantly.

"It doesn't matter. I'm going to kill him anyways. I'll kill you first, of course. Unless you call him." Sylar said.

"Fine." Julianne said.

Don't. Stay away, Matt. Sylar has me. It's a trap. He's going to kill you. Stay away.

"The thing is, I can't really trust you, can I. So, you have five minutes. And if he isn't here. You're dead." Sylar chuckled. "I can wait."

Matt, trust me. Stay away. Do it for me. I don't want you to get killed. I promise, nothing is going to happen. He won't kill me. But, he'll kill you. STAY AWAY.

The minutes seemed to go by like hours. Finally, Sylar took a step closer to her. "He's not here. Do I have to kill you?"

"He's not going to come. I told him to stay away. You want to kill me? Fine. Kill me. You'll never kill Matt, though." Julianne replied, defiantly.

"My, my, my. Aren't we the brave one. Well, you asked for it." Sylar pointed at her neck. He slowly moved it.

Julianne screamed in pain, although he just smiled.

Thank you, Matt. For staying away. I…

It was getting harder and harder to think. She could hardly get the words to form in her mind, as she was overwhelmed with pain. Sylar was going as slow as he could about this.

I…Ah! Matt, it hurts. As long as you're okay. I…Lov-

Sylar suddenly stopped. "Do you hear that?" Sylar's power over her was released and Julianne fell to the ground. She placed her hand on her neck, which was bleeding. "He's coming."

Matt…no!

Julianne lay on the ground in the dark, silently gasping for air. She slowly sat up, her hands still clutching her neck, she looked up at Sylar. "You ba-"

She was silenced when she heard footsteps outside. They came up to the door. The door was pushed open quickly and Matt stood there, holding his gun. Julianned was about to open her mouth to yell at Matt to run, when she heard more footsteps as men in uniform came up behind Matt.

When Julianne looked up again, Sylar was gone. "Where'd he go?" She asked aloud. Matt instantly came to her side. He helped her up.

"Stay away? Are you kidding, Julianne? He was going to kill you!" Matt said to her.

"He was going to kill you!" Julianne countered. Matt quickly took a small towel and held it to Julianne's neck.

"Well, let me see it." He examined her cut, before holding the cloth on it again.

"I got it, Matt. I can hold it myself." She said to him.

"Right." Matt said, stepping away.

"Thank you." Julianne said, sarcastically and bitter. Although, she loved the fact that Matt was so worried about her.

"So…still think Sylar's a sweetheart?" Matt asked her.

"I didn't say he was. I said he looked like one." Julianne insisted.

"You also said he looked-" But Julianne cut him off.

"Changing the subject! Where did Sylar go?"