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The pair landed discretely in Central Park, New York city. There were people everywhere, normal people. It was astonishing, both of them watched in amazement as every one walked by, they studied them in the fresh Summer air. The colours were so bright, much brighter than either of them remembered them to be. They sat next to one another on a park bench.

"So what do we do now?" Josie asked looking up at him, then it occurred to her. How out of place they looked. "I think we should, get some money and buy some new clothes?" She said. Adam looked at confused for a moment, then looking at her clothes, then at his own he realised.

"Yes, I think your right." He said beaming at her. Her hair was dancing gracefully in the breeze, she looked more beautiful more mesmerising now in the full day sun, than she'd ever done in those glum, dim grey walls. She was literally radiant, the light brought out the pinkness of her lips, and the shocking brightness of her eyes. She stood up all of a sudden, and picked up a full bag she found next to the bin. "What are you doing Josephine?" He asked utterly disturbed by her behaviour. She put her palms gently on either side of the bag and concentrated hard on imagining the chemical structure. She saw it in her mind, and imagined it changing, how it would change if it were bag of money. As she did this, Adam noticed pieces of rubbish at the top of the bag, blurring and fading like an old movie. They were changing, each one was changing. First they turned into bits of paper, then slowly colours and details began to appear on them. Adam's jaw dropped, utterly bewildered by the extent of her power. "How have I managed without you all these years" He muttered to himself quietly under his breath, as she broke the concentration, flinging her head back into reality.

"Did I just hear that right?" She asked

"Hear what?" He said, so innocently, but with an unmistakable grin on his face. Josie smiled at him lifting the leather bag of cash onto her shoulder.

Josephine was in heaven, everywhere she looked there was another shop: Prada, Burberry, Louis Vuitton, Dolche and Gabbana, Chanel, Tiffany's & Co. the list was utterly endless. She didn't where to look, or where to go for that matter. Rather than go through the long, and tiring procedure of deciding, she grabbed Adam by the arm and made a sharp right into the nearest shop. Inside it was a hidden world of visual delights, first Josie browsed the shorter dresses, she picked out ten of these, and moved swiftly onto the shoes. After a short amount of time, Adam found himself trailing her around the store becoming gradually more over encumbered as time went on, as: Jeans, tops, skirts, and dresses were piled onto his open arms. Following this he was forced to sit in changing room after changing room, in shop after shop. Waiting for Josephine to ask him whether the outfit looked good or not. Though he didn't mind all that much, she looked stunning in every outfit, and that's all he had to tell her. Of course the thought up far more elaborate wording than that

"How do I look?" She came out asking. He stood up and walked over to her.

"In all the four hundred years that I have been on this planet, I can honestly say that you." He paused for effect, taking in a quiet gasp of breath, and darting his eyes across her body. He could see her from the corner of his eye, following his gaze "Are the most divine being that I have seen." She giggled coyly.

"Yes but what about the dress?" She asked.

"The dress accentuates everything that is most enchanting about you." He said, his head moved ever so slightly as he spoke, in a really sexy way.

"Thanks, Shakespeare." She smiled and turned on her heels back to the changing room. Adam trailed after her, and slowly they both seemed to become more and more burdened with bags and bags of shopping. Finally, they were leaving what Josephine had promised would be the last shop, though Adam was very sceptical of this.

"Okay, what shops do you want to go to now?" Josie asked, she was beaming in her large new sun hat. It was peach a reached far outside her head, it had a white ribbon wrapped around the base of the head.

"Erm… where are we going to put all this first? I can't really carry much more." Josie laughed hysterically. She gestured for him to follow her, and started off down the road and round the corner. They covered a few blocks before Josie stopped dead in her tracks. Adam noticed her gaze caught on something, he followed it to a stunning Aston Martin. She dropped the bags by her feet, turned to Adam and winked at him before strutting over to the car. She stopped by the drivers door, there was loud but quick snap, she opened the door and somehow started the engine. She gestured for him to come over, he walked briskly over to the car, Josie merely waved her hand at the remain shopping bags, lifting them from the air and directing them through the air and towards her. She opened the boot and unloaded the bags, walking round she entered the passenger seating, leaving Adam to drive. "You want to let me drive." He asked.

"Yeah why? Can you not drive?" She asked a little bemused.

"Yes, but it's just well you got the car, but thank you." He said bowing his head, and stepping into the seat.

"Good, cause I like a man who's not afraid to drive." She said, he glanced at the lecherous look on her face, and the seductive gaze in her eyes. He looked her up and down licking his lips. He nodded his head slightly, and raised an eyebrow as he gazed forward, putting the car into gear and away they drove. It didn't take them long to find a car park that wasn't heavily monitored. Josephine had gotten changed in the backseat whilst Adam was driving, she was fashioning this alluring Alexander McQueen, degrade kimono mini dress, with a grey, and salmon ombre, she'd coupled it with a stunning corset belt, which was a pearly white, and had an embroidered oriental tapestry on the design, with a blue lace trim. It tied up at the back, and defined the slimness of Josephine's incredibly slight waist. With it she wore Prada flower on the heel design shoes, and a pair of oversized red bangles on each arm, which were ember red. She looked exquisite, holding that coral red clutch bag. She'd traded in her peach sun hat for another slightly smaller one, which matched the red which she brought out in the outfit. "There's little point in just staring at me" she said, smiling at the enthralled stare in his eyes "We need to buy you some clothes look at you." She said, he woke himself from his gaze, and walked on with her in toe.

Josie found Adam's taste to be a lot less diverse, it seemed that with every suit he bought the trend became more clear. It was black, with a grey or dark blue shirt, occasionally the blazer would have a pin stripe, in a dark colour. Though that wasn't to say he didn't look absurdly sexy in all of them, he's swagger out the changing room, and down to the lounge area at the end, and every time he;d utter just one word.

"Well?" He'd ask in a mildly cocky manner, and even though she knew that he knew she'd say it. Everytime she'd reply with nothing more than a longing gaze, broken by a.

"Yeah" Which was followed by a long sigh, that she didn't realise he could hear as he ambled back to the cubicle, but this time as he was opening the curtain to the his booth "Though Adam, maybe you should think about having some variety in your wardrobe." She said, holding the door frame he lent himself back to catch her eye.

"Right, well I haven't really been thinking about casual wear yet."

"Well, maybe you could get some more colourful shirts?." She said smiling brightly at him. He stepped out into the hall, and folded his arms lifting his head so he was gazeing down at her.

"Coulourful shirts?" He said laughing a little, and looking down, but then glancing back up again to meet her eyes, with a smirk on his face. "Why don't you go pick me some colourful shirts, and I'll try them on." She smiled at him, bouncing up from her seat, and rushing back out into the shop. By the time she'd returned, Adam had already bought all the suits and was sitting in front of the changing rooms. "Finally she returns." He says with a smile on his face, which quickly mutated into a worried glare at the huge pile of clothes she had in a trolley. There weren't just shirts, there were jeans, jumpers, ties, shoes.

"You won't need to try all of them on Adam, just a few, so I'm sure the size is fine." She said, handing him one of everything. He meandered back to the compartment, ran his hands over his face, took a deep breath, and began once again unbuttoning his shirt. He hurriedly tried the items on, and found them all to be quite comfortable.

"Right they're fine." He said dashing out of the changing room, grabbing Josie in one arm and the trolley of clothes in the other "Let's go" he said as he began briskly walking them to the checkout point. "How did you know my size, by the way Josie?" He asked.

"Because I can read your mind." He heard her voice replying in his head, he flung his arm around her shoulder.

"Unbelievably practical, and yet appropriate as always. Josie, how I've lived without you all these years I'll never know." She blushed slightly peered up at him, smiling and then biting at her lip ever so innocently. Adam found himself positively unable to look away, he was stuck in a trance until the cashier uttered.

"Next please." Adam broke the stare, and strutted over to cashier's desk. Quickly he payed in cash. Grabbing the bags off the counter, the pair proceeded to exit the store. Then in a matter of seconds the entire situation changed, the shop was in chaos. A gun had been fired, and the bullet had narrowly missed Adam's head. Immediately covering Josie, Adam leapt to the ground.

"What are you doing we have to save these people, we can't die." She said in dismay.

"They're not looking for them, these people are looking for us. They were aiming for my head, there's no coming back from that. We have to get out of here." He said looking at her rather blank expression. "Well… haven't you got anything you can do about getting us out of here?"

"Well yeah sure, but right here? In front of all these people, though I suppose they don't really care right now. Hold on to everything, and most importantly hold my hand." Josie squished her face together in concentration. A cold rush covered both of them, this was a familiar feeling for Adam. The dimensional shift of teleportation causes the air around to feel cold, and almost like a liquid. Like a glacier, slowly melting away, and he was just sliding across it. "You can open your eyes now Adam" He heard Josie say. He opened his eyes to find himself and Josie back in the Aston in the car park. "Were they members of The Company?" Josephine asked, looking into the stern and serious look that had swept away Adam's playful expression. His eyes were wide, and brightened, his lips were pursed and he seemed completely lost in thought.

"Possibly, though it could have been anyone…" He said though not explicitly to Josephine, she looked up at his face, so full of expression his brow was tense, and he was chewing persistently at his lip.

"What do you mean it could have been anyone Adam?" She asked, realising that this must mean The Company wasn't the only thing Adam had to worry about. This got her thinking why would anyone else be looking for him? Why would someone want to kill Adam if he hadn't done something terrible?

"Nothing." he said quickly turning the key, and driving away. Josie felt a palpable sense of fear wash over them both, for completely different reasons. Exactly who's care had she put herself under?

"Where are we going?" She asked after a few moment of silence.

"A hotel" He said quickly, he wasn't really listening to her, his mind was elsewhere. More important matters needed to be concerned. Adam needed to find the Petrelli's, more so he needed to create new opportunities for himself, though he'd have little chance of that without Josephine. She was amazing in so man ways, he thought as his eyes glanced for a second from the road onto her. He will change history, that's what he told himself every second, trapped six feet under the ground, but this wasn't the time to put himself back in that place. Back into the darkness, he had new prospects, but he was still trapped inside a box. He had no idea where to go from here, no goals the slate had been wiped clean, he'd have to take some timeout to re-identify his options from here.