"Run a battery of tests, I want to know exactly the limits to his ability and to what extent they can be...refined"
"You see his potential then, this could mean we would no longer have the need to use Bennet or Monroe's blood for revival purposes." He smiled lightly at the thought of a man who could bring something back with just a touch.
"Run the tests before you get excited, Mohinder"
Mohinder pursed his lips and nodded, quickly turning and leaving the office heading down the long corridor to the holding cells.
Noah Bennet stood over the tall, unconscious man who was currently strapped to the table. The wires and probes attached to exposed flesh, transmitting readings to the cavalcade of machines surrounding him. He removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, it's been far too long since he's seen his family and this week has been a tiring one. Mohinder walked quickly into the room, "We're going to run first hand tests"
Noah responded with a grunt and a nod, his lips pursed as he kept a watchful eye on the machines.
Mohinder sighed, "Don't you realize what this means? If this man can bring the dead back with a touch, then Claire, your family they will be safe"
"My family will never truly be safe from this company." Noah glanced over at Mohinder, who quickly glanced away, knowing full well the only reason he himself is still with the company is to protect Molly.
Ned stirred lightly, his eyes slowly opening, a headache pounding across his brain. "Chuck?" he moaned and winced before his eyes open fully.
Ned's heartbeat and breathing quickened as he looked up at the two men standing over him, trying to move his arms but finding himself unable. "Where am I? Wha-What are you doing to me"
The man in the horn rimmed glasses spoke first, "Hello Ned." He smiled, more frightening than reassuring. "We're just running a few tests, checking your ability. Resurrection, that's quite the trick"
Ned renewed his struggles, these men know his secret, do they know about Chuck and hers? "Calm down Ned, we're not here to hurt you. We don't want my friend here to sedate you again, now do we?" The man in the horn rimmed glasses raised his brows over the frames.
Ned did not heade the warning and continued his efforts to free himself from his binds, causing the man in the horn rimmed glasses to sigh.
"Mohinder," He nodded to the darker man who frowned down at Ned and left his field of vision for a moment only to return, syringe in hand.
"This is just until this battery of testing is complete." The Indian man assured him as he held his arm down, inserting the syringe into a vein. As the liquid was pushed into his veins Ned felt himself relax and watched as the two men before him grew blurry before his vision went black.
Mohinder threw the syringe into the trash and stood back over Ned, it's always the same with whomever the company brings in.
"Are you going to the funeral?" He looked over at Noah who was heading to the door.
"Why would I?" He raised a brow and paused in the door frame "Are you"
Mohinder shook his head, "Of course not"
"Then don't as stupid questions." Noah furrowed his brow at him before walking down the hall.
Mohinder sighed, while he himself had only met Agent Harris in passing, he knew she was one of the few he had helped to train before his initial fallout with the company. He wasn't quite sure why it surprised him, it was Noah's nature to be stone faced toward anyone who was not his family. He glanced back up at the machines and back down at the man on the table before leaving the room himself, shutting the door softly behind.