Laney sat there the tears finally dry in her eyes as she talked to Peter watching him dream as she had the past coupled of nights, "come on, Peter. Snap out of it, wake up. You can't leave me here like this. You promised me nothing would happen, come on. Just wake up, Please. Pete, please." Laney dozed off repeating those words running her fingers through Peter's hair.

Her dreams fought against her revealing things of the past and why somethings didn't make since in the present.

Laney stood watching one of the side shows at a carnival, becoming awe struck at the amazing thing the performer was doing and trying to keep her mind off of what she had discovered a few nights ago.

"Enjoying the show?" A strange voice said from beside her as the man patted her back.

"Uh, yeah. He's pretty good." She said pointing up to the stage.

"Yes, yes he is. You have a gift as well don't you? A talent?"

Laney's popcorn fell to the ground as she turned to the man, "what are you talking about?"

He leaned and put a hand on her shoulder, "I know what you are going through." He grabbed her hand and led her back stage to where all the carni's lived. "Everyone here, has a talent. Much like yourself, Laney."

She shivered and jerked her hand away from him, "how do you know my name?"

The tattooed lady walked out and the man pointed to her, "she has shown me you, and your ability."

Terror filled Laney's face as she turned to run, being stopped by the chest of a man that looked similar to the other one but much cleaner, "Samuel, leave her alone."

"Joseph, I'm only trying to help her."

"She doesn't need your help," Joseph took her hand and led her towards a man with long dreads that looked as if he never bathed, "Damien, help her please." Joseph leaned in whispering something to Damien and walking away. Damien began to walk towards Laney as fear filled her body, his hands touched her head.

Laney jolted awake looking around as her breaths tried to calm down, she placed her hand to her chest and rested her head against the wall, "I knew he looked familiar. He tried to bring me into the carnival months ago, when they were in L.A."

Peter's eyes open and he began to move, causing Laney to startle a bit. "Peter? Oh my god, Peter! You're okay, you're back!" She threw her arms around him as he chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah I'm back." He stood up and turned around to see the wall completed and put his ear up against it hearing bricks rattling. "Peter? What is it? What's wrong?"

Peter grabbed her arm tugging her down into the floor with him as the wall bursts into pieces revealing Sylar alive on the other side.

"Holy cow." Laney said dusting herself off and turning around coughing a bit and resting her hand on Peter's leg. "You did it."

Peter nodded as he stood up and helped her stand as well and made his way over to Sylar.

"How long has it been, really?" Sylar asked.

"Half a day, maybe." Peter replied looking at his watch.

"Yeah, that's about right." Laney said carefully making her way over to them.

"It feels like we were in there for years."

"Yeah."

"Does that make it any less real?"

"Let's go save Emma." Peter said wrapping his arm around Laney's shoulders his eyes fixed on Sylar until they all started up the stairs, "Peter." Laney muttered pointing at the man who stood there staring down at them.

"Sorry to break up the love fest." He said as Peter pulled Laney closer to him, "but I'm here to make sure that that doesn't happen."