Here's chapter 3! Thanks for the reviews guys, chapter four is on its way. I realize in the beginning chapters I'm describing Elle a lot as this helpless girl and I've written up to twenty chapters right now and I know that I don't do the best job of showing her change. Just keep that in mind as you continue to read! Thanks for reading! Review, please :

Claire found herself still crying as they were suddenly in Mohinder's apartment. He was startled by their sudden appearance but his jaw dropped when he saw who Peter was holding. "What the…" he slowly tried to say. "What the hell happened to her?" They noticed his left arm was in a sling but they quickly laid Elle down and began to talk.

"You said my blood might have the power to heal people," Claire said accusingly with a cold glare that made Mohinder shift uncomfortably. "Do something to help her then! Take all the blood you need."

"All right but what happened?" Mohinder repeated as he looked around for a kit that he could use to draw Claire's blood.

"Her father did this to her," Peter said dryly, "Because she helped Claire escape you." Claire was kneeled over Elle's body and tried to hold the almost dead girl in her arms.

"Is she alive?" Mohinder asked and Claire quickly put her head to Elle's chest to listen. At first she could hear nothing but then she heard a small slow heart beat.

"Yes," Claire responded relieved. As soon as she said that Matt Parkman walked in the room and looked at the people in surprise. He then saw Elle lying on the floor and paused as the three looked at him. After a moment he nodded.

"Got it," he said tapping his head showing them he had read their minds. Being a mind reader had its advantages. He decided to try and read Elle's mind. Mommy…where were you all my life…he heard her subconscious thoughts. Mohinder quickly proceeded to get Claire's blood as Matt's face twisted with concern. As soon as he had all the blood he needed he wasted no time in putting Claire's blood into Elle's body. Claire was kneeling on the ground with Elle's head resting on her legs. She couldn't stand to look at Elle's bloody bruised and beaten face. Matt and Peter sat on the couch restlessly as Mohinder washed up the tools he used.

"Please be okay Elle," Claire whispered. Minutes passed with no activity except pacing back and forth from Peter. He hadn't liked Elle when he first met her because of her coldness but she had somehow warmed up to him.

He had been protecting Claire when Elle broke and told Claire her real purpose for being in Costa Verde, who she was, and that she had to 'capture' her and bring her back so they could test her and what not. But she also told Claire that the people there were evil and that Mohinder was told to kill her family if she didn't agree. Peter had been about ready to fight Elle till he saw something change in her expression. He looked and saw that Claire looked hurt and Elle looked confused. He read her mind and saw that she was struggling between what was right and wrong. Peter knew there was something wrong with Elle's sense of judgment and her morals but he could tell that doing the real right thing was something new to her and he suddenly saw her in a new light. He saw her as someone that was trying to hold on to their last bit of sense of right and wrong.

What he hadn't read in her mind was that she was struggling more with the consequences of not bringing Claire back. Plus Noah Bennett had told Claire after Elle left that she had been abused when she was little by her father and thus Claire had suddenly been afraid for Elle and told Peter about going after her. He wanted to find the girl too and agreed. Noah hadn't been to keen on the idea and wanted to pack and leave Costa Verde though he knew the company would just find them all over again.

Claire glanced anxiously at Elle and then an ever so soft groan escaped Elle's lips. Her face lit up excitedly as Elle moved her head. They all gathered around and saw Elle's side slowly repairing itself. Her face was slowly healing and under all the blood they could see that she had a black eye on her right eye and that she had many bruises covering her face that didn't go away after the minutes that passed. In fact none of the bruises went away but her side healed and her major cuts closed up. It didn't take long before Elle's eyes slowly opened and darted around with confusion. "Shh, its okay Elle, you're safe now," Claire said softly and ran her hand through her friend's hair. Elle's eyes though were scared and confused and she suddenly squeezed them shut and let out a quiet low groan of pain.

"Wh…where am I?" Elle whispered hoarsely.

"You're safe Elle, away from your dad," Claire reassured her. She watched as Elle's eyes began to tear up and one slid slowly down her cheek.

"It hurts," she said in the same voice due to her dry throat and missing voice.

"Don't worry Elle you'll be okay soon," Claire told her and let Peter pick her up and lay her gently on the couch. Elle let out a small hiss of pain even though he had tried to lay her down as gently as possible.

"How'd you find me?" Elle asked curiously. She had to be careful not to talk too much as her voice was dying and she sounded like she was too with such a scratchy voice.

"We got help from Claire's dad but it was her idea," Peter said walking over to the two girls after grabbing a cup of water for Elle. She turned her head and tried to give Claire a small smile. Peter kneeled down next to Claire and tilted Elle's head up slightly. "Open up," he said as she opened her mouth and he poured the water in slowly.

"Thanks," she whispered to both of them after gratefully swallowing the water that replenished her.

"Don't worry Elle, I owed you," Claire said with a soft smile.

"My side feels all weird," Elle said in a weird voice and ran her hand slowly over her side.

"We had to put some of my blood in you, you were dying Elle, your father shot your side but we healed it," Claire explained. Elle nodded and looked at Claire. Claire saw how sad the girl looked and she realized how hard life had been for Elle. "How long has he been doing this to you?" she asked gently.

"All my life," Elle replied with the saddest look in her eyes. "No one ever stopped him."

Claire shook her head and looked at Peter who looked angry. "That asshole's gunna pay," he said finding himself wanting to defend Elle. "Let's get you somewhere nice where you can relax," he said and Elle didn't resist as Peter put his hand on hers. He's a good guy she thought. He held Claire with his other hand and he called out thanks to Mohinder and disappeared.