"This is actually a lot nicer then I thought." I said to Gabriel as we both sat on chairs just looking around. He laughed some. "Yeah. They are really nice here." He paused, making me look up at him. "Are you going to stay?" He looked down at me with something in those brown eyes of his. "I dunno… I really have no where else to go." I said, looking away and pulling my brows together. "What do you mean?" I bit my lip some. "I woke up in a really, really bad place…" I closed my eyes some, only to feel Gabriel put his arm around me. "They call it DOT." I scrunched my face as I opened my eyes. "DOT?" He asked. " 'Detaining Of Transformers' or more commonly called DOT."

I couldn't help the sudden purr that came from the Dragon, nor the impulse to lean into his body. I laid my head on his shoulder and he held me tighter. I knew this should have been, or wrong even, but damn did it feel so good. "What happened?" He asked, putting his cheek on my head. "I don't remember… All I remember is the smell of blood and sickness, the howling of other people, and the absolute darkness. When I woke up, I almost went mad waiting around to see what was going to happen." I shivered some at the thought, making him hold me tighter. "When they did come, they put a bag over my head, and brought me into a car. They told me my parents were dead, I'm now 19 and I'm enrolled to some collage…" shook my head. "Why did they enroll you into a collage? Did they wipe your memory?"

I shrugged into him. "They wouldn't say. But they put me into the collage so they can keep an eye on me… Oh shit!" I shot out of his arm and off the chair, looking around. "What? What is it?" He asked. "I can't go back now! If they find out I left in the first place they'll rip my hide!" Samuel walked up then, looking at both of us. "So! How are my two new people doing?"

* * *

"Under such circumstances, I believe it is better that you stay with Gabriel for now." I looked back at Gabriel, seeing him nod. I looked back to Samuel. "I don't want to put you guys in danger." Samuel laughed. "We are family, whether you know it or not. We lookout for each other. Especially from people who are after specials." I smiled and nodded, liking their fact that I would never have to face those people again.

Me and Gabriel made our way to his trailer. "I'm really sorry about his." I muttered. "Hey! What did I say about saying sorry?" He said, smirking down at me. "Yeah, I know, I'm sorr-Ah!" He grabbed me around the waist and picked my up, me laughing/screaming as he did so.

*Samuel's POV*

"DOT?" Lydia asked as we watched Sylar and Jinx walk away. "Yes. It would seem that came to be how she lost her memory. Or, so I think." I said, leaning back against my trailer, watching them closely. "Do you think it is a coincidence that they both lost their memory?" She asked. I rubbed my chin. "I wish I knew. But no matter how much their minds don't remember, their hearts are screaming out for each other." As I said this, Sylar grabbed Jinx around the waist, making her laugh. "How are you going to get them to remember, if they can't even remember each other?" She asked, making me sigh as the two went out of site, laughing and smiling. "I guess I'll just have to take things up a notch." I said, a plan forming in my head. "Samuel, what are you planning?" She asked, making me smile and turn to her.

"Let's see how well Sylar works when his love is under attack."

*Normal POV, Later that night*

"So you can't control your power?" he nodded some, looking sad. "All I know is that I have it, and use it when ever angry or out of control." I tilted my head and looked at him. "You didn't seem out of control when you saved me from that knife." He blinked, leaning his back against the trailer. We were now sitting on the small bed, him on one side and me on the other. "I can't explain that.." He said, brows coming together. "I just saw you walk, then saw the knife and next thing I know I'm right there, stopping it." He shook his head, sighing some. He then looked at me. "What about you?" I looked at him oddly. "What about me?" He leaned over and ran his long fingers across the slightly tanned scars over my face.

My entire body went hot, my mind raced and the dragon purred again. His hands went from my scars, down my neck and stopped at the necklace. "Who gave you that?" He murmured, then touched it. His eyes went wide and he threw his hand back as if it shocked him. "Gabriel? What's wrong?" He looked from the necklace to me. "I-"

A knock on the door stopped him. He just stared at me as I got up and went to the door. When I opened it, I was greeted by a electric shock to my arm. I yelled out, stepping back and glaring at the shots in my arm. There was a tense silence, then I looked up, eyes yellow. I glared at the tall, broad man, who slowly put his arm down, eyes wide. "That really hurt." I growled. As I took a step, I was grabbed from behind. I began to thrash around, only to stop when I heard a soft whisper in my ear. "Your not a killer." I froze, then slowly relaxed into Gabriel's arms.

I felt him straighten, his head a good two inches above mine now. He held his arm out, throwing the man a good 20 feet, a mere speck in sight. He set me down in a chair slowly, looking deep into my eyes. "You ok?" he asked, a almost evil look in his eye that reminded me of something. I nodded some, something pushing through the wall that held my memories. He stood, looking over his shoulder, a even more malevolent look on his face. I could see his muscles strain under his shirt, his neck long and strong. "Wait here." He all but growled, walking out. His hands were clenched and his back was straight, a determined walk lead him to the man who interrupted us.

Once out of hearing range, I closed my eyes. "Hey there sweet thing." I opened my eyes, only to see a bat and then blackness.