I woke up the next morning at about 10:30am. By the time I got up, took a shower, got dressed and made make-up appear on my face, it was about 11:15. I had written down the number from my hand onto the magnetic white-board I had on my refrigerator. I picked up my phone and dialed it.

"Hello?" a man's voice said.

"Hey," I said. "It's October. The one you pulled out of the crash yesterday."

"Oh hey!" Gabriel said, happy to hear my voice. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing okay," I said. "My head still hurts a little but other than that, I'm fine."

"I'm glad to hear it," he said. "Well...not that that your head hurts, but I'm glad to hear you're okay."

I giggled. "Yeah, I know what you mean." I said as Peter suddenly walked through the door. I smiled at him to let him know it was okay for him to come in. "So could I take you to lunch or something? Like, as a thank you?"

"That would be very cool," Gabriel replied. "Only if you pick the place."

"No way," I said, "You pick. It's all part of the thank you."

Gabriel laughed. "Okay then. What time?"

"Now, if that's okay."

"Yeah, now is fine."

"Well, cool," I said. "But…um…I have one problem."

There was a short pause.

"Oh," Gabriel said. "Right, your car. I'll pick you up then."

Peter took a seat on the couch as I told Gabriel my address.

"Who was that?" Peter asked, smiling, after I hung up the phone.

"Gabriel Gray," I told him. "He's the guy that helped me out yesterday."

"Gabriel Gray," Peter echoed. "Why does that sound so familiar?"

I shrugged. "So, what's going on?"

"Just came to see how you were. But since you're about to leave, I can go see how Nathan and Claire are doing."

"I can't believe Nathan never told us about her."

"He said he didn't know she was still alive." Peter said as he stood up. "Uhh…sorry if I'm ruining your plans but while you're at lunch, you need to tell Gabriel that you're…leaving town for a few days for work and don't know when you'll be back."

"Oh, that's right," I said and sighed.

Peter walked to the door and opened it. "I'll call you later," he said. "Good luck on your…date."

I smiled. "Thanks," I said as Peter walked out.

"Bye," he said and shut the door.

About ten minutes later, Gabriel shows up and we head to a little café somewhere in town. We ate our lunch and walked the side walks. We came back to my place afterward and talked and learned about each other. He was acting a little weird though when we entered my apartment. He kept glancing around like someone was spying on him.

"Have you ever felt like…God gave you something special?" Gabriel asked while sitting on the couch next to me.

"Yeah, actually," I said.

"You do?" Gabriel asked. "Like a special ability?"

I was surprised. "Yeah…you have one too?"

Gabriel stood up. "I never thought I'd actually meet someone else like me," he said and looked at his hands. He looked at me and smiled. "What can you do?"

I thought for a second. "Pick a color," I told him."

"Mmm…Blue."

I closed my eyes and concentrated on my hair and my eyes. I shook my head a little bit. My hair, that was originally brown, was now a bright blue and my eyes that were originally hazel, were now a light blue. I opened my eyes.

"Oh my gosh," Gabriel said and quickly came over to kneel next to me on the couch. He gently touched my hair. "That's amazing."

"I can change how I look," I said as I closed my eyes and shoot my head again. My hair returned to brown and my eyes returned to hazel. "What can you do?" I asked as I opened my eyes again.

He stood back on the floor and looked at the magazine that was lying on the coffee table. He stared at it for a few seconds and it started to slide across the table. When it got to the edge, it flew over to me and landed in my lap.

"Telekinesis?" I asked excitedly, "I've always wanted to be able to do that."

"Interesting…isn't it?" Gabriel said.

I frowned as a thought came into my head. "Ever hear of a man named Sylar?"

Gabriel swallowed. "Yes," he said. "I help him cope with is problems. He comes to me when he needs to talk to someone."

"So then you must know all about him…" I said as Gabriel sat down next to me again.

"Yes," he said softly. "He tells me that he envies everyone who has these abilities. He says he hates that he feels…nothing when he kills people. No guilt, no sadness. Just accomplishment and power. He's always wanted to feel special. He never wanted to be just another ordinary kid."

"I heard, though, that he did have a special ability before he started killing people," I said. "I heard that he could tell when things were broken when other people had no idea."

"It wasn't good enough for him," Gabriel continued. "He got angry when Dr. Suresh told him he wasn't special. So he took an address that Dr. Suresh had had with him and went to find the guy. When he found out what he could do, he found a way to obtain it. When it worked and he showed Dr. Suresh, he felt he had power and respect. He liked feeling different. So he kept killing."

"Did you try to talk him out of it?" I asked.

"He tries to stop, he really does. It's just, his need over powers him. Has he gotten to any of your friends or family?"

I looked down. "Yes," I said. "And I will hunt him down and kill him myself if he ever lays another finger on Peter."

"Your cousin?"

I looked at him confused. "How'd you know?" I asked. "And…how come he hasn't come after you?"

Just then my phone rang. I got up off the couch, went to the kitchen where it was kept on the counter, and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Nathan. Is Peter with you?"

"No. He came over this morning and said that he'd go see how you and Claire were doing."

"Well I haven't seen him at all today. I'll call Isaac and see if he knows anything. Let me know if you see him."

"Alright, I will."

We hung up and Gabriel walked up behind me.

"I-I should probably get going," he said as I turned to face him. "I have a few things to take care of at home. I had a great time though."

He reached up with his left hand and caressed my face. He kissed me gently on the lips and I almost melted. "Let's get together again sometime." He started to walk to the door when I stopped him.

"Uh, Gabriel?" I said and he turned around. "I have to leave town for…a few days for work. I'm not sure when I'll be back."

Gabriel smiled. "Call me when you get some free time then. And let me know when you get back." He turned back around and opened the door without touching it. He looked at me and winked, then walked out and closed the door behind him.

"I knew that name sounded familiar," said a voice from behind me.

I whipped around and saw Peter with a very shocked look on his face.

Don't worry, there's more stuff to come. stay with me.