*Sylar's POV*

I stood outside Jinx's house on the street with hands in my jacket pocket. Something didn't feel right. It was night, but there was a car in the driveway. I got out Dale's power and heard nothing, not even a heartbeat. The lights were on, but no one was moving. I walked to the house and went to the door, knocking. No one answered.

I stood back and twitched my finger, sending the door my way. I moved to the side and it landed in the front yard. I walked in and looked around, eye twitching. Blood splattered the walls and stuff was thrown about. I walked into the house more, going into the living room and stopping. A women sat upright in a awkward position. Her legs were in different directions as she was laid about on a table that was turned into it's side. Her mouth and eyes open in a terror stricken face. She was in a grey suit and a grey skirt, telling me exactly who this was.

"Hey! What the hell is with the-" I sighed some. Why do I have the worst timing? "What the fuck did you do?!" I turned and saw a larger built man in a nice taylored suit. I looked back some at the women, then around the room, then to him. I smiled some. "You know what? For once I didn't do anything." I gave a short laugh, seeing how pissed he looked. . . I found it funny.

"What have you done?!" He screamed taking a step to me. I held my hand up, stopping his movements. "Being for some god only knows why, since Jinx still seems to love you I shall not kill you." He gave me a confused look. "Ah! Right. You know her as Kathrine." He just looked at me as if he didn't know who that was. I laughed. "For the fact that you leave her weeks at a time and neglect her, I really should kill you."I said, putting my hold to his neck and shifting my hand as if I were choking him.

I gritted my teeth, watching him gasp some, scratching at his neck. I then sighed, letting him go and dropping my hand, watching him fall to his knees. "Where is she?" I asked. He glared up at me. "What do you want with her?" I laughed. "Well, before just to see her. Now to make sure she isn't dead." He gritted his teeth and glared at me, as if to intimidate me. "You monster."I shook my head. "Now that's not very nice."I lifted my arm and he went flying across the room into a wall. I sighed some. "Well, this turned out worse then expected. Now I have to find her." I looked over at her father as he got up, holding his arm and looking at me in fear. "Unless you are going to find her for me?" He just stared at me. "Yeah. I didn't think so."

*Normal POV*

I couldn't tell you how long I've been in this place. I figure along with the chains they are using sensory deprivation to make sure to keep the animal at bay. No sound, no sight, no smell. I felt like my mind was Turing to goo from the lack of use and the absolute silence that seemed to drown me. The pain stopped awhile ago, now my body was tingling and numb.

I wasn't myself. I knew I wasn't. Wanna know why? All I've been thinking of is scenarios of Sylar saving me from this place. I'm not one for daydreaming, and I'm really not the one to daydream about that man that put me in this place.

But it is kinda fun thinking of him saving me. It helps pass the time and keeps my mind off my current predicament. In fact, I think I'm having a daydream right now. I heard yelling going on outside the door, with some gun shots and banging. Soon a alarm went off. I was curious how this one would play out 'cause normally I think of him coming in silently, not making such a ruckus.

After a bit, I heard the guns stop and the alarm clicked off. I just let my body stay limp, thinking how uneventful that was. After awhile, I think I counted to 4,321 (Counting helps the boredom.... sort of) I heard footsteps. The guard was a bit early for his rounds.

They stopped in front of my door, then in the next second the door flew open. I couldn't lift my head to see who it was, I was far to weak. The footsteps came closer and stopped right in front of me. They had on some nice shoes. The person got down to my level and put a hand on my chin and lifted my head up. We stared at each other for what seemed like a eternity. I felt his hot breath fan out on my cold skin, I could see the hurt, anger and relief in his dark brown eyes. He then looked at both of my arms and the cuffs were released.

I let them drop, wincing as pain rolled through me from my still broken arm. He let go of my head and I leaned back, holding onto my arm, hoping that this was real. He moved his two fingers and my feet were freed.

He crouched in front of me, looking me all over and stopping at my arm. I guess he saw the odd shape of it, and then the hole were dried blood was, and put two and two together. He stood and walked over to my side, leaning down and picking me up bridal style, lifting me as if I were nothing.

He held me close to his chest, walking out of the room and into the hallway. I saw body's scattered about and sighed some. "Sylar?" I whispered, trying out my voice for the first time in a long time. He looked down at me as I looked at him. I stared into his dark eyes, then I put my head in the crook of his neck. He seemed to understand what i was trying to say because he held me closer, lowering his head so it was by my ear.

"You're welcome."