Sylar's Pov

Claire curled up in my arms, her hands entwined with mine holding them to her chest. We'd made it to the Petrelli vacation house and I'd been sitting with Claire on the sofa for three and half hours. Peter and Angela settled then left to the nearest town to stock up on food and necessities. "Claire." She jumped slightly, but quickly relaxed. "Something's not right." "What is it?" She lifted her head and looked up at me. "I heard something." Getting up and leaving Claire on the couch, I tentively reached the front door when gun shots ran out.

I fell back from the impact and realized it wasn't bullets. Several tranqs were in my chest, and I couldn't move. "Move in!" I wasn't able to see if Claire was ok, but the men came in fast and were carrying me away. "This one needs at least three more." I felt the tiny pierce and darkness was taking over me. I tried to fight it, but it was too strong and my eyes closed.

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"Sylar! please wake up!" I heard Claires voice, and I shook off the distant feeling. "Oh thank god." I opened my eyes to see Claire in front of me. "Can you heal?" I noticed that I couldn't as my muscles hurt. "No, you?" I rubbed the back of my head as I sat straight up. Claire only nodded her head. "Listen to me, I'm going to figure out how to get out of here." I reached out and put my hand on her cheek. She placed a hand over mine and closed her eyes. She was crying. "They have Peter."

I'd gotten up and used the strength I could muster to slam against the door. It was heavy set, probably double steel. I continued this as long as I could before falling to the ground. "Sylar, it's no use. We won't be able to get out of here." "Don't say that Claire, we'll get out somehow." Claire looked at me with sad eyes and I let out a sigh. Taking her in my arms she cried silently. "I will do whatever it takes."

We sat together again. I'd taken to twirling a strand of Claire's hair in my fingers. "I'm going to die here, I just know it. I won't ever get to grow old or watch my children grow up." "You will Claire, I promise." The sound was loud, and I realized the door was being opened. "Take her." I gripped Claire to my chest. The men closed in on me, they had tazors held out and pressed it against my skin. The last thing I saw before blacking out was Claire kicking and screaming as they dragged her out and shut the door.

I don't know how long I'd been out, but it was even longer a wait to know if Claire was ok. After I'd paced around the room for about an hour, a tray was pushed in through the door and I took it. I was hungry. A piece of bread, some water and a small bowl of soup wasn't enough, but I wasn't going to argue. At least they weren't starving me.

It was another hour and a half since they'd taken Claire and I was at the breaking point of ripping out my hair and going crazy. Finally I heard the door open, but when I didn't see Claire, I could only assume they were here for me. Like before, they came up to me, but before trying to drag me out, I was drugged. Everrything was blurry until there was a single flourescent light above me and I could see a woman standing over me with a scalpel.

I was ready to die when the lady had cut deep into my chest like she was doing an autopsy. The next cut I felt was lower in my abdomen and then the pain was gone. "Bring the girl in." Being strapped down to the metal slab, I couldn't move to see, but then Claire was beside me also with restraints to keep her from moving. "Sylar?" "Gag her.""No!" I fought against it to no avail. "Him too."

I tasted the polyester fabric and it made my eyes water that I couldn't see cleary what they were doing to Claire. They'd started with me, and it wasn't a good feeling. The woman had forced me to go stiff and then pumped me clean. I watched her as she moved to Claire and with a long tube, shoved it between Claire's legs. She passed out from the pain, but still twitched from the force. I then understood what was happening.

I was limp, and didn't bother trying to move as I'd been returned to the room I shared with Claire. She was brought in right behind me, and was more carefully placed on the bed. I managed to turn on my belly and crawl over to her. Claire seemed groggy as she let her hand fall off the side of the bed and I reached my hand out to her. We stayed that way for a few minutes. Finally we were both able to gain enough strength to sit up. I'd gotten off the floor and sat on the bed with her. "Did they do what I think they did?" "I'm so sorry Claire."

"Nothing gives them the right to treat us like fucking guinea pigs." "You're right, they don't. But they don't care, they have no humanity so they don't see ours." "I remember the last time you said that." It was still a vivid memory when Noah had wanted to use Stephen Canfield to kill me because Claire had found him. I'd said to Claire then that her father would never see our humanity, that specials didn't deserve to be treated like humans.

I felt my strength coming back, all of it. Suddenly I felt better. healed. "Sylar, I feel completely healed." "So do I. Now we have a chance of getting out of here." "But how?" I pointed my finger at the door, guiding my ability and swiftly tore the hinges off. Gettin up, I took Claire's hand in mine and we both ran for it. Just when we turned, security had us at gun point. I yanked the guns from their hold and knocked them out.

We ran down the empty halls, and came to find an elevator. Once the doors opened, I ushered Claire inside and followed right behind her and pressed the button for the main floor. "Claire, I need to tell you something before those doors open to a team of security guards. I love you. I wasn't sure of how I felt at all, but I realized it when I'd taken your ability." "That was when you told me I was special, that I could never die." "I wasn't just saying that, I meant it. I thought I just wanted your ability, but having it gave us a connection."

I couldn't resist any longer. Running my hands through her hair, and resting them on the side of her face I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. Claire suprised me by opening her mouth and letting her tongue slide eagerly over mine. I held onto her, moving a hand to the back of her neck and deepening the kiss. She moved her hands up on my chest and kept them there. I pulled away slowly as I felt the slow and then stop. "I love you too Gabriel."