HEROES: Duality p6
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Notes: Having written the bulk of "Darkness" before s3 played out, I found the show went in a different direction than I thought it would. I eventually figured out where my story and the show canon really diverged. Here's what happened in my AU, and it's all Matt's fault, as usual. (sorry, Grunny!)
Pinehearst and PrimaTech have been given government sanction. The President is readying to announce the existence of "Specials" to the world. Angela has convened a new generation of Heroes at the Coyote Sands site to learn where the previous generation began their lives anew, forming The Company. Meanwhile, a new drug has begun hitting the streets....
"For generations upon generations, certain people have risen above and stood out, making their mark in history. Why does this happen? Why are certain people chosen to answer this call and not others? Why are we here? We may never have the answers to any of these questions, but it is the wise men and women of the tribes who know where to look to help their people find their way. Medicine Men. Witch. Wizard. Shaman. Prophets. Messiahs. Angels and Demons. Astrologer and Astronomer. Scientists, Saints, and Sinners. All of these names and more. Who knows, perhaps the gods of old were merely ordinary people with special abilities just like us. Reality spun into myth and legend as time passed. The Celts, Picts, Aesir and Vanir of the North, The Greek Titans begat the Olympic Pantheon, which were adopted by the Romans. The Egyptian Heliopolis of the Ogdoad and Ennead. The African Vodu and West Indian Loa. The Persian gods of Babylon and Mesopotamia. The Hindu Daevas and Slavic Dievas. The Japanese Shinto and Chinese Tao. The Australian Aboriginals of Dreamtime and Uluru. The Judeo-Christian and the so-called Pagan beliefs. Even the Americas had their share of spirits they called gods, Inua, Manidoog, Aztec, Apu. Earth Mother, Sky Father. Water Nymph, Fire Sprite. Warrior and Healer. The Good of Justice and the Evil Trickster. Death and Rebirth. Immortals, Anthropomorphs, Incubi and Succubi. Heaven, Elysium, Avalon, Nirvana. All these and more. Common traits are found among almost all communities."
As Nana Dawson spoke, the wind slowly began to pick up. The bonfire roared and grew. Those not included in Nana's circle noticed at first, then those inside the circle began to notice as the fire grew into a pillar of flame.
"We have come here to learn from the past and find our destiny for the future."
The winds grew into a gale force. Angela stood, facing out into the night. "no, it can't be," she whispered.
"Are you all willing to set aside your differences for the sake of the planet, the future?" Nana asked.
Beside her, Angela had become frantic. "Alice?" she called out. "Alice! It's me! It's Angela! Banana!"
The ground rumbled. A wall of earth suddenly formed around the circle, separating the chosen group from those outside.
"ALICE!!"
Lightning struck the growing pillar of fire.
Panicked shouts from outside of the wall could be heard inside, but those inside were not worried. They weren't aware of much anything, as they had now all fallen under the spell of Nana's story.
Outside the newly risen stone wall, another story unfolded. The remaining families of those inside scurried for shelter from the storm. Noah Bennet herded them to the ramshackle buildings for protection, knowing the tents and vehicles would only last so long in the wild weather.
"Is everyone here?" he asked the frightened group. He scanned the darkened building, lit only by the occasional lightning flash. Sandra and Lyle, Ando Masahashi, and the young cousins, Micah Sanders and Damon Dawson. Great, he thought, just a supercharger and a technopath stuck in a place without any electricity. I'm the only protection we've got from a freak storm and a mystery mason.
"Are you boys alright?" Sandra asked the three young men. All three answered in the affirmative, noting they were soaked and concerned about those trapped inside the wall.
"Did you see anyone else out there?" Ando asked Noah.
"No, but it's dark and our fire made an easy target," he replied, trying to keep his voice down from the boys. "Looks like we may have a squatter or two with an ability?"
"Who would want to live all the way out here?" he asked, scanning the grounds outside between lightning flashes. "They'd have to be crazy."
Noah turned to him and smirked. "Or crazy like a fox. If their ability is dangerous or hard to control, they knew they had to get as far away from people as they could. Where else but an abandoned complex like this one?"
Ando thought about this for a second and nodded. "Makes sense to me, but we still don't know who they are."
"Then we better introduce ourselves, shouldn't we?" He turned back to the others, "We're going out go out and see who is doing this, try to check on the others. Stay here and stay safe. Boys, you listen to Sandra, do whatever she tells you, understand?"
The trio nodded. "Be careful, Noah," she told her husband as he and Ando stepped back out into the storm.
"So tell me, have you tried to use your power offensively?"
Ando raised his eyebrows. "I haven't thought about it."
"No time like the present. Follow me," Noah said and made his way through the rain soaked buildings.
He wants me to use my powers in all this rain? Crazy gaijin! Ando thought as he followed the horn-rim spectacled man back through the downpour.
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Matt looked around. He didn't recognize the misty surroundings. Definitely not abandoned the military base bonfire they had been at moments earlier. A hand tugged his arm. He looked down and smiled.
"Matt, where are we? Where is everyone?" Molly asked.
Matt looked back up. He couldn't see anyone through the mist. "Can't you feel them? Mohinder, Daphne, Peter, Claire, anyone?" he asked.
She furrowed her brow in concentration. "They're here, but they're not? It's like they're fading in and out?"
Matt began shouting names, calling out to anyone. A breeze brushed by. "Daphne?" Even his voice now sounded hollow.
Slowly, shadows seemed to appear. He reflexively drew Molly nearer.
"Nathan? Claire? Matt?" It was Peter's voice.
"Peter?" Matt called out. A shadow drew closer. Matt reached out to touch it. "Nathan?" he said as he grasped and pulled the figure closer to him.
"Where is everyone, Matt?" the now-former Senator asked.
"I heard Peter calling a second ago," he replied, still searching the mist. Another pair of shadows drew closer.
"Pete?"
"Nathan?" a female voice replied.
"Ma, is that you?" he asked, grabbing at the shadow. Angela and Nana stepped forward, holding hands. "Where are we?" he asked the other lady.
"Out of time," Nana replied. "We must find the others, and hurry."
Matt was about to point out the paradox in her statement, but was distracted by a voice at his side. "There!" Molly shouted and Matt reached to the shadow she was pointing at. Peter appeared at the end of Matt's hand, Claire followed him.
"Hiro!" Nathan cried out.
"Nathan Petrelli!" Hiro answered and reached out of the mist.
"What about the rest?" she asked.
"They're out there, I can feel them," Molly answered. "Even him," she said in disgust.
"Matt! Hiro!" Daphne shouted. Matt and Nathan both reached out in the direction of the voice, pulling her into the group.
"Who else is missing?" Nathan asked.
"Monica," Nana said.
"Grandma? Is that you?" a voice called out.
"Here!" Peter said, grabbing another shadow. Monica appeared. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Is everyone okay?"
Another shadow appeared by Matt. He knew who it had to be as he hesitantly reached out, pushing Molly behind him. A hand grabbed his wrist and the final member pulled himself forward. Gabriel Gray. Matt fought the urge to push him back into the mists.
"Thank you, Matt," he said sincerely.
"Don't mention it," he replied through gritted teeth. "Ever."
Nana interrupted before more could be said. "Now that everyone is here, please resume your positions and grab hands," she instructed.
The dozen did as they were told, Nana taking the initiative, grabbing Hiro's hand. The rest followed suit: Mohinder, Molly, Matt, Daphne, Monica, Peter, Claire, Gabriel, Nathan, and Angela, who held Nana's hand.
"As I was saying, throughout time, special people have risen above the rest. Evolution, fate, who can say?" she explained. In the center of their circle, a light began to glow. History unfolded.
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The woman watched the pair make their way through the storm battered grounds. Who do these people think they are? she wondered. They need to leave us alone. She concentrated again and rock walls began rising between the buildings, forming a maze for two of the intruders who had escaped her wall around the bonfire.
The pair were unaware of her actions, the sound of the storm covering the noise of moving rock. Noah Bennet turned a corner and nearly broke his glasses on a wall that hadn't been there a minute earlier.
"What the-?" he exclaimed as Ando bumped into him. "Where did this come from?"
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Back in the desert aged shelter, Sandra kept a watch for any sign of the others, while still keeping an eye on the trio of teen boys left in her care. They were getting bored and began checking out the remnants of scattered debris in the building. She saw Lyle bend down and pick up a long piece of paper. He brought it to her, dusting it off.
"Where did this come from?" he asked, handing it to her.
"I don't know," she replied, trying to examine it between the lightning flashes. She could barely make out the faded words and images. Then she realized what it was: an old book cover. "Alice in Wonderland? Who did this belong to?"
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"Someone's toying with us," Noah told Ando over the storm. "We have to get back to the others!"
Ando nodded and turned back the way they had come, only to find another wall. They were boxed in. "What now?"
"Now, we find out how you measure up against stone," Noah replied.
"You think I know Kung-Fu?"
"Use your lightning, try to blow the stone into rubble."
"oh. that," Ando replied before concentrating. He could feel the power welling up inside of him, flowing down his arms. He smirked as he couldn't make up his mind to say "HADOUKEN!" or "Kame-Hame-HA!" as he released the red energy at the wall.
He barely scorched the stone.
"Is that all you've got?" Noah asked.
Ando rolled his eyes and let the power build up again. "Hai!" he shouted, releasing another volley.
This time, a small crack appeared. Ando was almost pleased with himself until he realized they weren't getting any wetter.
Whoever was controlling the walls had given them a roof, effectively placing the duo in a stone cell.
"Any other bright ideas?" he asked Bennet, who gave him a dirty look.
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"Matt, help me!" Molly cried as the vortex swept around her.
"MOLLY!" he shouted in response, reaching up to no avail, feeling helpless to save her.
"I can't get a grip on her," Peter said, reaching out his hand trying to grab her telekinetically.
"Professor, give me a boost," Monica said as she ran to the girl's other foster father. He quickly cupped his hands and lifted as soon as he felt her foot, throwing her into the air after the girl. She flipped up and grabbed the pre-teen in mid-air, hoping her additional weight would be enough to bring them down. They twirled about in the air for a long minute.
"I've got them!" Peter cried, straining as he pantomimed pulling in a rope, drawing the larger pair back to the assembled group.
"Don't ever scare me like that again!" Matt chided Molly as he grabbed her from Monica, who he whispered his thanks to.
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The door to the cabin flew open, startling Sandra and her three charges. "Who are you?" a female voice demanded, shining a high powered flashlight into Sandra's face.
"We mean you no harm!" Sandra shouted in defiance. "We're just camping here for the night and we'll be away in the morning!"
"Who are you?" the young woman demanded again.
"What did you do to my husband and daughter, and all our friends?" Sandra demanded of her accuser. "Who are you?"
The woman lowered her flashlight. "My name is Sparrow Redhouse and you people are not welcome here."
Micah perked up. "Hey, I know that name," he said to his cousin. "I saw it in one of the files that--"
"Fool! Shut up, she gonna kill us!" Damon hissed back.
Micah stood up. "We're friends! We-We're like you," he said. "We're Special, too."
"What you mean we, fool!?" Damon nudged him.
Sparrow gave the young man a skeptical look. "What do you mean, 'Special'?" She glanced at Sandra and Lyle, who was standing defiantly beside his mother. "What can you do?"
"I can kick your as if you touch one hair on these kids!" She shouted back.
Sparrow crossed her arms and raised her eyebrow in disbelief. "I didn't think so," she said and looked back to Micah. "Who are you and why are you here?" she asked again.
"The name's Bennet and we're here for answers, Ms. Redhouse," came the reply from behind her.
Before she could turn, she felt the cold metal barrel pressing against the back of her head. She slowly raised her hands in surrender. "Chill, dude, no one's been hurt," she said. "Yet."
-
"Peter!" Angela cried. "Something's wrong! We need you to end this! Now!" She looked from her youngest to the shaking form of the woman whose hand she held.
The link having already been broken again, Peter rushed to the side of the two older ladies. Matt joined him, searching for any thoughts she might have to get them out of their predicament.
"Grandma!" Monica called out, panicked. Mohinder held her back, allowing his friends to try and save her.
"The strain has been too much! She's suffered an aneurysm!" Peter called out. "I need to relieve the pressure on her brain, but we don't have any tools or time!"
"I think I can be of some assistance," Gabriel said, stepping up behind him.
Matt turned and gave him a grim look of warning.
"Trust me, I've studied the brains of many people," he said, holding his hands up in a show of good faith. "No tricks," he replied as Matt and Peter shared a look, then Peter glanced to Monica, crying in Mohinder's arms.
Peter clenched his jaw and nodded. "We don't have any other choice, Matt." Matt moved back to allow Gabriel access to the one person who could get them home. He hoped they were doing the right thing.
Peter linked his mind with Gabriel's, allowing them both to share their knowledge and save the woman.
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"What have you done to our friends?" Noah demanded again.
"They're safe," she replied, looking him in the eye. "Or at least they were when I thought I confined them inside my wall. Where did they go?"
Sandra started at this. "What do you mean? Where's my daughter?"
Sparrow shrugged. "I checked on them before finding you here. No one's inside the wall I put around the campfire."
"Hiro?" Ando asked Bennet. "Could he have somehow regained his abilities?"
Noah kept his gun trained on the young woman. "I don't know. If anything, it might have been Peter," he replied. "He can teleport, too. Probably got everyone away from this storm." His thoughts turning, he asked. "You responsible for this sudden storm, too?"
Sparrow smiled. "Maybe, maybe not. What's it to you?"
"I want to know where my daughter is," Sandra begged. "Please!"
Sparrow turned to her. "I said I don't know." She looked back to Bennet. "And if you don't let me go, this storm won't end and it'll wash away any trace of where they might have gotten to."
Noah eyed her. "It's not you, but you know who is controlling the storm," he deduced. "Who is it?"
Sparrow smiled again. "Someone who just wants to be left alone. She's been here a very long time."
A look of fear flashed across Noah Bennet's face. He heard Angela's screams. He realized who it was. A forgotten name in a very high access file. "She's dead."
"No. No, she's not." Sparrow replied. "She's very much alive...and right now, she's very angry."
Lightning flashed and thunder shook the cabin.
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"Grandma? Can you hear me?" Monica asked.
The frail old woman opened her eyes. She forced a smile. "My story's not quite done, yet, my dear," she said weakly.
Peter leaned in. "Can you take us back? Do you feel up to it?"
She gave a weak laugh. "I'm not the one who brought you all here," she smiled.
Peter looked around in shock. The others returned confused looks. "Then who--?" he asked.
"He always did enjoy story time," she replied, closing her eyes.
Several turned to their Japanese friend.
"Who, me? I no longer have power," Hiro protested.
"You all have the ability to do whatever you put your minds to," Nana replied.
"Hiro, if you can get us home--?" Matt asked.
"B-but I cannot, Matt Parkman. I have no power!" he protested again.
Angela spoke up. "You only think you don't. You must look within, Hiro," she told him. "Your father always knew you had great potential. Don't let him down."
Hiro looked around the group. Nathan and Peter nodded their approval. Matt smirked and gripped his shoulder. Claire gave him a quick hug. "You can do this. We know you can." Even Gabriel Gray, the man once known as the serial killer, Sylar, gave a nod of approval.
Hiro gulped. Closed his eyes in concentration and "...nothing?"
He repeated his actions. Nothing happened.
"What's wrong?" Molly asked.
"I don't know," Hiro said as he tried again to no avail.
"Something's missing," Gabriel said. Everyone turned to him. He snapped his fingers as he realized the answer. "He needs the story to finish. Then we can return home."
"Then we're in trouble," Monica said. "Grandma's out of it. She can't finish the story for us."
Nathan spoke up. "Pete? Can't you copy her ability? Use it to guide Hiro home?"
"It won't work like that," Gabriel said. "We need someone with a natural story-telling ability." He looked to Angela.
"I'm sorry, I never read to the boys when they were little," Angela demurred. Both Nathan and Peter agreed.
Claire suddenly shouted, "Mohinder!" Several were taken by surprise at her outburst, including the Indian. "Your father wrote a book, didn't he? Couldn't you do the story?"
"Claire, it was a textbook, theories on evolution, not some narrative tale like we need," he argued.
"What's a theory, but a tale about experiments?" Matt replied, catching Claire's line of thought. "Besides, didn't you say you were a teacher before your father died? Telling tales of theories all day?"
Mohinder struggled for a counterpoint.
"He's got you there, Prof," Daphne smirked, hugging Matt's arm. Molly giggled and mouthed, "Busted!"
Mohinder sighed in defeat. "I don't believe I'm doing this...."
-
"Alice! Alice, it's Sparrow!" the young woman shouted. "Calm down and stop this storm! Please!"
Thunder rumbled ominously.
"Alice, please," she shouted again. "These people mean no harm! You're scaring the children here!"
"I don't think she's listening to you," Noah said over the storm. "Maybe if we make it look like we're trying to leave?"
Sparrow nodded. "That might help."
"The only problem is, we have five vehicles and only three drivers, unless you want to help?"
Sparrow nodded and they proceeded to round up the rest to give Alice the impression that she had chased them away. They soon realized it was going to be harder than planned.
"We've got a slight hitch," Noah said. "We only have keys to two of the vehicles, we need to make her think we have more leaving than that."
Micah spoke up. "Are they electronic ignition? Maybe I could start them for you?"
Noah glanced to Sandra. "We don't have much choice, do we? I don't suppose you can drive?"
Micah shook his head. "No, but I know how. Is that okay?"
"I can drive! I've got my license!" Lyle exclaimed.
Noah turned to look at his son. "When did you get your license?"
"Three months ago?" he replied indignantly. "Remember me bugging you to take me to my test?"
Noah looked to Sandra, who had the same annoyed expression. "Oh. Well, if's alright with your mother, then yes. But you follow us at all times, understood?"
Lyle nodded and motioned to Micah to climb into the SUV he had arrived in after he had started the other vehicles. Sandra got in the Bennet's car with Damon, Noah hopped in the Petrelli's, while Ando took his own, and Sparrow took Matt's. Noah took the lead, slowly making his way through the downpour back to the road which lead back into town.
Almost immediately, the storm lessened and fully stopped in five minutes, but the dark clouds remained hanging over the base. Noah kept glancing back and made note of this. "The problem now is getting back to rescue the others," he told himself.
-
The air around the now-drenched campfire began to swirl. Another clap of thunder tore through the base. Twelve people returned to the spot they had left.
"Yatta!" Hiro cried. "We're back!"
"Yay! Jelly Bean and Pickle sammiches for everyone!" Molly cried out before collapsing in Matt's arms. He gave a puzzled laugh and cradled her limp form over his shoulder.
"Pete," Nathan turned to his brother. "You need to get Ms. Dawson to a hospital and get her checked out, properly."
"Already on it," he replied, motioning for Monica to come with him. "You ready?" he asked. She nodded and he teleported Monica and her grandmother away.
Nathan turned to his mother, who was examining the stone wall. "Ma, you okay?"
"Something's not right," she said.
"You mean besides the stone wall that wasn't here when we left, Ma?"
"Don't be smart, Nathan," she scolded. "That storm when we left wasn't natural. There are only a handful of people we know about who could summon the elements like that. Only one of them was ever known to live in the Southwest. We--I believed she has been...dead for almost fifty years."
"Ma? What are you saying?" Nathan pushed her. "There was another survivor here?"
Angela Petrelli looked her son square in the eye. He could see the fear. "Yes. She was my sister."
"Ma? You never mentioned a sister before tonight?"
"She's still alive, Nathan, and if she's still anything like me, she'll want revenge."
Thunder rumbled overhead.
"We need to get out of this circle, first. Let me take you over the wall," he told his mother, hugging her to him and slowly lifting off. He looked around at the drenched camp, noting the remains of the tents...and no vehicles. "Houston, we have a problem. Where are the cars?"
"Go help the others out, then we'll see what's what," she instructed her son. He set her down as she glanced around fearfully.
As Nathan hovered back over the wall, he found Sylar had lifted himself up on the edge. "Tell me we returned to the right time?" he asked, pointing to where the cars had been parked.
"Help me get everyone out, then we're going to investigate," Nathan replied before dropping back down inside. He motioned Hiro and Matt over.
"Hiro, are you sure you returned us to when we left?" he inquired.
Hiro glanced up to the overcast daytime sky. "I know it was night time when we left, but we should be close to the same time.
"What's wrong, Nathan?" Matt asked, sensing his concern.
"Hopefully, we're just back a day or two after we left, but all the cars are gone," he confided.
"Huh?" both men responded.
"We're back shortly after we left, the tents are scattered and soaked, but none of the cars are here." He grabbed Hiro by the shoulders. "Is there any chance you can tell if we're going to jump back and get our vehicles, Hiro?"
"I don't know?" he replied. "Not that I know of?"
Matt pulled out his cell phone. "No signal."
"What were you thinking, Matt?"
"Turning the cell off and back on should re-orient the internal clock, but we're too far out for any signal."
"What about asking Daphne to zip into town and recon?"
"sounds like a plan," Matt agreed. "Let's get everyone out of here, first, ok?"
No one wanted Sylar's assistance in getting out, and Hiro was too unsure of his returned power to risk a teleport, so Nathan and Daphne were left to bear the brunt of the remaining group from inside the wall.
Molly wanted to go again after getting a lift from Nathan. He promised he would take her later, joking she was a much better passenger than Matt. "I heard that!" he protested, which resulted in a fit of laughter from the pair as well as Mohinder and Daphne.
As soon as they were done, the group started to reconnoiter the camp. The muddy tire tracks leading away barely had any water in them.
"As soon as they left, the rain stopped," Gabriel suggested.
"Someone's controlling the storms?" Mohinder asked.
"Apparently, my aunt is," Nathan replied.
"Your mother never mentioned her before we arrived here?" Gabriel asked.
Nathan shook his head. "As far as we knew, her parents died when she was younger, before dad and I came along, and she was an only child. She never discussed what happened to my grandparents, so dad and I always assumed it was something quick and tragic." He looked around. "If they did die here, that would explain her silence."
"It seems we've all lost parents, then," Gabriel consoled him.
Mohinder shot him a dirty look and walked back to the others.
"I didn't mean--"
Nathan held his hand up. "Sometimes we say things we don't really mean. Think before you speak next time, Gabe."
Mohinder returned to Matt and Molly. "Find anything?" Matt inquired.
"The tire tracks are fairly fresh, barely any water in them," Mohinder explained. "Sylar thinks the storm ended as soon as they left, which wasn't that long ago, or this whole place would be one giant mud pit."
Matt nodded and glanced over his shoulder. "Here's Daphne, I wonder of she learned anything?"
The speedster ran up to the trio as Nathan joined them. "Nothing to report from town, which is small enough they don't have a daily paper, and they didn't get the latest from outside. Apparently, there were some flashfloods last night from a big storm. It caused a few roads to wash out, so it'll be a day or so for them to get anything in."
"So we did just leave last night?" Matt realized. "Good news for Hiro, but that leaves the question, where's Bennet and our rental cars?"
"You didn't see our cars in town?" Nathan asked her.
"No, I ran past the local motel and grocery store, the most obvious places for them to be," she explained. "I didn't see any vehicles like the ones we brought in. The town's not that big and I did a quick run through all the main streets."
"Surely Bennet didn't leave us all out here?" Matt asked.
"Bennet has back-up plans for his back-up plans," Nathan said. "He's around, but the question is where?"
"I don't suppose you want to fly Claire into town and have her call her parents?" Matt suggested. "Don't forget to ask how they managed to move five vehicles with only three drivers, while you're at it."
"Surely Lyle is old enough to drive, isn't he?" Gabriel asked as he approached the group.
"We can confirm that with Claire, but that still leaves the mystery fifth driver," Nathan replied.
"Surely not the boys?" Mohinder asked. "We didn't see any return tracks, so they can't have doubled back."
"And they would want whoever was controlling the storm to think everyone left at the same time," Matt concurred.
Gabriel stared at the campfire wall. "Whoever put that wall up must have helped." The others looked at him.
"It does make sense," Matt had to agree. "Bennet must have coerced our mystery stone mason into tricking your aunt into thinking we all had left," he explained.
"Why don't I grab Claire and run her into town, try the phone there?" Daphne offered and bolted off before anyone could object.
Matt threw his hands up in exasperation and laughed at Nathan, with a "what can you do?" look on his face. The group returned to the others, to plan their next action.
"Where did Claire run off to?" Angela asked them.
"Daphne's run her into town, see if she can call Noah from there," Nathan answered.
"Who's idea was that?"
Matt and Nathan shared a chuckle. "Daphne's," Matt answered.
Angela raised an eyebrow to Matt, then turned to the matter at hand. "We need to spread out, find my sister. Do not approach her. Contact me if you find her."
"How will we do that?" Mohinder asked.
"Detective Parkman will come with me," she stated to Matt's astonishment. "Simply give him a shout and he will let me know."
"If you say so, Ma," Nathan replied. "How do we divide up the rest?"
"Molly's not going hunting for this woman, that's for sure," Matt said.
"I stay here with her," Hiro offered. "We can wait for everyone else to return."
Matt thanked Hiro and turned to Mohinder. "You coming with us?"
Mohinder nodded and tossed a dark look at Gabriel before turning to Nathan. "Be careful."
Nathan nodded and hovered above the rest. "We'll go high, you stay low?"
Matt and Angela nodded and went off with Mohinder. Gabriel shrugged and levitated up toward Nathan. "Shall we?"
TBC________________