Peter Petrelli was powerless to stop his current predicament. Literally. Noah Bennet's partner, The Haitian, had the power to block the abilities of other people like him. The plane ride to Primatech in Odessa, Texas was awkward to say the least. They wanted him to accompany them to go and see his mother, Angela Petrelli. He refused, but showing someone your gun is a good way to get them to change their mind. Once he didn't show up for the movie marathon he knew that Chloe and Clark would be looking for him. Finding him would be another matter entirely.

Clark was in his living room, looking at the slasher flicks that Lois had suggested they watch over the phone. He was startled when Chloe came busting through the door.

"Peter's missing!"

"Chloe calm down. Maybe he's just running a little late."

"He got off of work an hour ago. Plus he can teleport so being late really isn't possible."

"Good point. Do you have any idea where he might be?"

"At first I thought that it might be Lex or someone working for him."

"Why would he have anything to do with this?"

"I thought kidnapping Peter could be his way of telling me to lay off the story I've been working on about his illegal cloning experiments. I called my friend Ron at the Planet to see if he saw Peter leave and he said he seemed to be escorted out by a guy in horn-rimmed glasses and someone he thought might be from Sudan or…Haiti."

"Didn't Peter talk about two people who fit that description? He said they worked for a company or something."

"It's called The Company. My guess is they wanna force some mother/son quality time on him. We just have to figure out where that would be."

"Didn't he say that all Primatech paper factories were really Company facilities? I'll go to everyone until I find him."

"Who knows how long that'll take?"

"I know, Chloe, but right now it's the only lead we have and I'm going to take it. I promise I'll bring him back to you."

In a blink of an eye, Clark was gone. All Chloe could do was sit and wait. And hope.

Meanwhile, Peter's plane had landed and he was being lead into a room at Primatech. The room was empty, save for a table and a few chairs in the middle. His mother was sitting there waiting for him. He had no idea what she was going to do. He expected a verbal thrashing for being responsible for the death of her firstborn. Instead, to his complete surprise, she stood up and hugged him tightly.

"Peter my son. I have missed you, so much."

Peter was completely floored by her affection.

"Mom, what's this about? Why did I need to be abducted?"

"I knew you'd never come if I tried to get in touch with you. This seemed like the only way."

"So you don't hate me for what I did?"

"No, no. I could never hate you, son. If anything, I hate myself. The plan I went along with to let you explode and kill all those people was…misguided, to say the least. I've come to realize the error of my ways over the past year. I hope you can forgive."

"But…Nathan…"

"Nathan was completely aware of the sacrifice he was making. Before he left, I begged him not to go, to just go through with the plan. He couldn't go through with it. He couldn't let you be alone when this happened. He said he loved me and that he hoped that one day I could see how wrong I was. That's your brother. He may make bad choices at times, but he always does the right thing in the end."

"Yeah. Yeah he does. So…what happened to everyone else that was at Kirby Plaza that night?"

"Matt Parkman survived his gun shot wound. He and his wife are raising their child in New York right now. They also adopted Molly Walker."

"You let them do that?"

"Yes, on the condition that she use her talents for us whenever we choose. Over the phone, of course. She's how we knew where you were. Dr. Suresh is still traveling the world, telling people about their abilities. All we ask is that he notifies us of the most dangerous ones. Niki Sanders, the woman who tried to help you in your fight, I've been told, moved back to Nevada with her husband and son. Apparently they've been helping people in their own way."

"What about Hiro Nakamura? Have you been able to find him?"

"Somewhat. We've seen men in photographs going back to 1899 that bare a strong resemblance to him. Our guess is that he can't control his time-travel ability anymore."

"I was afraid of that."

"That hasn't stopped his friend Ando from looking for him though."

"I didn't think it would. So how about Claire? How is she?"

"I can answer that."

Noah Bennett walked into the room and leaned against the edge of the table.

"We moved to California. Claire's gotten back into cheerleading again. She's just doing her best to try and get her old life back. And no, she doesn't blame you for what happened to Nathan. She never did."

Peter breathed a sigh of relief.

"Angela, I think it's time we told him why he's here. The real reason."

"What's he talking about, Mom?"

Angela and Noah gave each other a glance.

"I've been having dreams, Peter. Dreams of the future."

"What? You have ability, too?"

"Where do you think you got your first one from? In my dreams, you explode again, but this time…you don't heal. You're gone."

"How could that be possible?"

"I don't know, Peter, but that's what I keep seeing."

"Well you don't have to worry about that happening, Mom. I haven't used my radioactive abilities since that night and I don't plan on ever using them again."

"That's not all, son. In my dreams, I also keep seeing…Sylar."

"That…that can't be. Hiro stabbed him through the chest. He died. He had to."

Noah spoke up.

"He did, no doubt about it. But his body, we weren't able to apprehend it. It was stolen. We have reason to believe it winded up in the hands of Luthorcorp. Our intel tells us that they may have the means to revive him somehow."

Peter was absolutely floored by this information. He wouldn't openly admit it to others, but Sylar scared him to death. But what scared him even more was the amount of damage Sylar could do if he were brought back from the dead. He wouldn't let that happen. He couldn't.

"I have to…I have to stop him. For real this time."

"No, Peter, you can't. I had you brought here so you would be safe. I can't lose another child. I'll send my best agents to Metropolis."

"You'd be sending them on a suicide mission. I'm the only one powerful enough to stop him and you know it."

Peter began to think about his new friend and realized that he didn't have to do it alone.

"Actually, I've met a guy who can help me. He's incredibly powerful. Sylar doesn't stand a chance if he and I work together."

Noah became intrigued.

"Is this guy a metahuman like you?'

"Not exactly. He's different. He's…"

Before Peter could finish his sentence, Clark came bursting through the door. Angela and Noah's jaws were dropped.

"….standing right here. You certainly know how to make an entrance."

"I've been to over half-a-dozen different Primatech plants looking for you tonight. Sorry if I didn't feel like knocking. Are you ready to be rescued?"

"Yeah just give me a minute."

Peter walked over to Angela and gave her a hug.

"I love you, Mom. I understand that you want to protect me, but I have to do this. You'll see me again. I promise."

He turned towards Noah and shook his hand.

"Take care, Noah. And tell Claire that I love her."

"I'll do that, Peter. Good luck."

Peter walked towards Clark and teleported them both back to Clark's living room where Chloe was waiting for them. She immediately ran towards Peter and hugged him.

"Did you miss me?"

"Shut up."

She pulled his face close to hers and they kissed passionately. Clark felt more than a little awkward.

"Don't mind me. It's only my house and all. I'll just go to my room and…read."

Later that night, Peter sat alone in Clark's loft. In many ways it seemed like everything was finally going his way. He had a good friend, a decent job, a budding relationship with a girl he really cared for, and he finally knew that Claire and his mother didn't blame him for what happened to Nathan. But then there was the knowledge of the future that his mother had given him. Part of him didn't believe it. Hadn't he been through enough? He decided to find out for himself. He sat down on the couch and pulled the table close to him. Sitting on it were colored pencils and drawing paper. He thought about Isaac Mendez. He thought about the jealousy he felt towards him for dating Simone, a woman he fell for. He also thought about the kinship he felt towards him when he realized they were both special. Before he knew it, there was a finished picture sitting in front of him. It showed Sylar, and Clark, and Chloe. But most importantly, it showed Peter dying, turning into dust. Peter realized that this wasn't just his mother having a nightmare. This was real. Peter stared at the picture and began to weep.