"What are you doing?"

Peter grabbed Elle's waist and swang her around the corner and kissed her.

"What's' wrong? You seem distracted," Peter asked pressing is forehead against hers.

"Nothing," she lied kissing him back, watching the shape shifter in the corner of her eye. She felt a vibe from the shape shifter, like they had met once before.

Mrs Petrelli walked out from the crowd; Elle un-wrapped her hands from Peter and closed her eyes. Peter chuckled, "You really don't like her do you?"

"It's a mutual feeling," Elle whispered timidly watching Angela get closer.

"Ma you look beautiful tonight," Peter greeted her.

Angela glanced at Elle and gave a disgusted look, "Danko has the building surrounded, Noah Bennet is outside with a team. Noah informed me that Danko is working with Sylar, and he's here tonight."

"The shape shifter," Elle mumbled under her breath.

Angela smiled at them and walked off.

"Wow, that was awkward," Elle commented.

Peter smiled and kissed her forehead.

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His stomach knotted, a lump formed in his throat, a sudden streak of jealousy possessed him. Watching that nurse kiss the only person he had ever loved was too much to bear. He had to win her back; he didn't care what she had done to him. He watched her walk through a door up to the roof, he followed.

When he reached the roof he saw her at the edge looking out at the view, he shape shiffed back into himself.

"Are you coming here have another attempt at killing me again?" She spoke still looking out at the view.

He walked up behind her and whispered in her ear.

"I'm sorry," wrapped his arms around her.

"I-I... I know," she stuttered remembering how sorry he was when he killed her father. It wasn't his fault; it was the hunger that kept trying to kill her.

"Then why are you with Peter?" He asked caressing her neck. "I've missed you."

She had missed him too, she didn't want him to stop, and she loved him...Once. But not anymore after what he did.

She struggled out of his grip and walked towards the door speechless. But he bet her to the door and blocked it.

"So that's it huh? You're just going to forget everything we had and run off to Peter." He asked a forcefully.

"You tried to murder me! How do you expect me to love you!?" She shouted trying to get past him.

"You do love me, I know you do."

"Your right," she smiled, and run her finger up his chest as she leant in closer to him. "I-LOVE-how-much-I-hate-you."

He smirked knowing that wasn't true.

"Or maybe you hate how much you love me," he teased staring into her eyes. "You'll be back, as soon as get sick of that nurse and want some thrill in your life. And I'll be here waiting."

She walked down the stairs and grimaced, "Don't hold your breath."

He mimicked her smile.

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Elle walked down the stairs grinning for an unexplained reason.

"Elle, it's good to see you," Nathan came up to her. "So... Pete huh? Is this another plot to upset my mother? We both know he's not your type" He chuckled.

"Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with your mother, I actually like Peter," Elle teased.

"Did you ever think how this would affect me?"

"I'm so sorry I totally forgot the world revolved around Nathan Petrelli, why do you care any way? You're tying to lock me up."

He was didn't say anything, and just walked away. 'That shut him up' Elle thought. Suddenly one by one people started falling to the ground everywhere, she felt drowsy and everything went blurry.

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He was lead into the cell he was stuck in not that long ago, but this time there was someone allready waiting for him inside.

"Peter, we meet again," Sylar emerged from the dark corner.

Peter shook the guard off him and tried to use Elle's ability, nothing happened.

"Oh, thats not going to work in here," he smirked. "We have recently improved the cells, did you know there is a material that can stop anyone from using abilities? Hmm it's like our 'kryptonite' if you like."

"Why are you here?"

"Oh, don't you want me to be here?"

"Not particularly, no"

"Fine, I'll go say hello to Elle then, she's more fun," he said, truth was he thought Elle was going to be in this cell, he was waiting for her.

"If you touch her!" Peter threatened.

"Been there done that, "he chuckled strolling out of the cell.

'Is there anyone she hasn't been with? First my brother and now Sylar?' Peter thought. He forgot for a while how different they were.

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"Where's Elle?" Sylar asked curiously.

"Cell 3, we're going there now," Danko replied.

They reached the cell to find her sitting outside it eating Chinese food and drink a 'slusho'.

"What the, how the?" Dank stuttered, there was no way she could have got out of there.

"Oh hey, it was getting a bit stuffy in there," he smiled innocently.

Danko raised his eyebrows, "get back in that cell now!" he yelled.

Elle rolled her eyes and got up taking her slusho cup with her and stepped back into her cell.

Sylar laughed to himself, he didn't know how she did it, but she was really starting to get on Danko's nerves.

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