Hope. Suddenly, when Peter appeared before him, Clark Kent had hope. Hope that Chloe would live and that now, he could defeat Sylar once and for all with Peter's help.

"Peter, you've got to take her power. Take it and use it to heal her."

"I can't take meteor powers, Clark. Only metahumans like me. There's nothing I can do."

"Yes there is. Do you want Chloe to die? Do you? I don't care what you've done before. You'll do this because you have to. Now do it."

How did it come to this? He had just seen Chloe alive in the future. Could he have messed things up by not being here? No. He knows that he went to the future for a reason. Maybe one of those reasons was to know that this situation happening right now would work out. He could do this. He just had to finally let go of his doubts and insecurities. It was past time that he stopped letting past mistakes, like his brother's death, hold him back from reaching his full potential. It was now time to embrace his destiny. He put his hands over Chloe's injury and after a quick flash of light, it completely vanished.

"Cl-Clark. Peter. Is it really you?"

"Yeah, it's me. It's really me."

Peter put her arms around her and this time she knew this was Peter. She could just feel it.

"How did you-"

"Heal you? You can thank Clark for that. If it wasn't for his strange mix of desperation, pushiness and confidence in me, I may not have been able to do it. It's nice to see some of the future you coming out."

"Future me? That's where you've been?"

"Where I've been isn't important. The important thing is stopping Sylar. Tonight. Where is he?"

"It can't have been more than a minute or two since he was here. He can't be far."

"You'd be right about that, Chloe."

Sylar appeared behind her and flung her into the air with his TK. She was brought down gently by Peter's TK.

"I thought I'd stick around and watch your girlfriend's final moments from a distance. On one hand, it's a bummer that you had to come back and heal her. On the other-"

Sylar stuck his hand in the air and began to choke Peter with TK.

"now I get to kill you."

Wasting no time, Clark ran towards Sylar and slammed him into the ground. Before he could get up, Peter threw a park bench at Sylar using his own TK. Sylar quickly recovered and shot beams of ice at his opponents, freezing them instantly. Chloe tried running, but couldn't get far.

"You know that won't hold them for long."

"I know. But in the meantime you and I are taking a fieldtrip."

With Clark's heat vision and Peter's nuclear abilities, they only stayed frozen for a matter of seconds. Unfortunately, that was all the time Sylar needed.

"Where could they have gone?"

"I read his mind as they were leaving. He's taking her to the Lexcorp lab where he was born."

"Let's go."

"We have one quick thing to take care of first."

Peter grabbed Clark by the waist and began flying into the air.

"What are you doing?"

"You just helped me let go of my limits. Thought I'd help you do the same."

Peter let Clark go at a height of what must have been a few thousand feet. He was terrified. He wasn't ready for this. Nor was this the right time. They had to go rescue Chloe. They had to stop Sylar. He had killed so many. They would be avenged. It seemed that the more Clark thought of others, the slower his descent became until finally…it stopped. He was floating. He became so excited that he began screaming and doing donuts in the air. Clark's joy made Peter happy as well.

"Are you gonna help me stop Sylar or am I in this alone?"

Peter followed Clark and they began speeding toward the lab.

"So what exactly do you hope to gain by keeping me here?"

Chloe questioned Sylar while waiting for the inevitable arrival of her heroes.

"I-I have my reasons."

"Do you? Some people might say you were just biding your time. That you know you can't beat both Clark and Peter together, that-"

Sylar closed her lips together with TK.

"Shut up. I need a minute to think."

While looking around the room, he spotted a pencil and a pad of paper. He ran towards and began using his special precognitive abilities. Upon finishing the drawing, he realized that his worst fear would come to pass. However, it was clear that in order for him to die, Peter would have to die as well. This was something he could use. If he could prey upon Peter's natural feeling of self-preservation, he may be able to come out of this alive. Sylar was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice that Chloe had come up behind him with a glass beaker in her hands. She smashed him over the head with it and ran outside. He didn't bother trying to stop her. He knew his confrontation with the two heroes was inevitable.

Once she made it outside, Chloe could see Peter in the air flying towards with someone that looked like Clark.

"What have you done with the farm boy? The Clark Kent I know doesn't fly."

"He does now, Chloe. Thanks to some help from your boyfriend."

Chloe looked at Peter and they both smiled.

"He's inside, guys. Be careful."

Clark sped off. Peter stayed behind for a second, putting his hand around the side of Chloe's face.

"Before I go, I just wanna tell you that I wouldn't trade the time I've spent in Metropolis with you for anything."

"Why are you talking like that? People only talk like that when something bad's about to happen."

"You never know what the future holds."

"You actually do!"

Peter pulled Chloe close, kissed her and vanished mid-kiss.

You better find some way to come out of this alive, jerk.

By the time Peter reached the lab, Clark and Sylar were already trading blows. Sylar began shooting sharp shards of ice at Clark. He punched most of them away, but a few managed to hit him in the eyes, momentarily blinding him. Sylar was about to send some machinery flying his way until Peter teleported in front of Clark and turned it into dust with a radioactive burst.

"Pete. Just the man I wanted to see. I was doing some sketching a few minutes ago and I really think you'd like to see what I drew."

Sylar took his drawing out of his pocket and floated it to Peter's position. He took one look at it and crumpled it.

"Were you trying to scare me with this? I already know that I'm supposed to die fighting you. I've made peace with that."

Sylar became visibly upset. He had lost his one edge in this fight. In a way, that now made him more dangerous. He was literally fighting for his life. Frantically, he liquifed the ceiling above them and blasted his way through to the outside. Clark was the first to shake off the attack and ran outside to face Sylar. Sylar himself was nowhere to be found, but he did see Chloe.

"Chloe, did you see him?"

"See who, Clark?"

"See…crap."

"Chloe" sent a ball of nuclear energy at Clark's chest that sent him flying. Just as she shifted into her real form of Sylar, the real Chloe ran up. He was about to send another blast at her, until Peter shot one of his own right at Sylar's face. Sylar telekinetically threw pieces of concrete at him in response, which Peter dodged with teleportation. He then sent Sylar's body flying towards Clark's, who held his arm out and clotheslined him. Furiously, Sylar gave Clark a strong nuclear blast, completely pouring it on. He also sent a blast at Peter, who was coming in for an aerial attack. He was tired of being bested by these two. He was going to change his destiny and kill these guys right there. Screaming at the top of his lungs, Sylar transformed his body completely into nuclear energy. Chloe had never seen anything like this before, and that's saying a lot.

Oh no. God help us.

Sylar willed himself into the air and broke out in a maniacal laughter. The kind that haunts nightmares.

"If I can't have this city, I'll destroy it!"

Clark, in a last ditch effort, tried to reason with Sylar.

"But what about all the metahumans in the city? You won't be able to have their powers."

"I don't care about that anymore. I'm a walking nuclear reactor. I have all the power I'll ever need."

It was clear to see that Sylar had completely lost it. There was no talking things out with them. He wouldn't stop until he had taken the lives of all eleven million Metropolis citizens. Clark and Peter flew after Sylar, who was now headed to the heart of the city to unleash his explosion. They tried shooting him with heat vision and nuclear blasts, but he simply absorbed them and because he was glowing white hot, it was hard to land any punches. Even when they did, he just shrugged them off. Peter knew there was only one solution.

"Clark, I've gotta stop him. This is what I'm meant to do."

"How do you expect to do that?"

"His body's pure energy now. Maybe I can absorb that energy."

"But with the amount of power he's generating-"

"There won't be anything left of me to heal? You knew this was coming."

"I guess I did."

The two friends shook hands.

"Take care of Chloe for me. And thanks for being my friend, Clark."

The two friends began to fly away from each other until Peter called him back.

"Hey, Clark! You know that costume your mom made for you?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Wear it. You'll look cool, trust me."

They smiled at each other and went their separate ways. Clark, to the ground, and Peter, to end the threat of Sylar.

At this point, it was tough to even look at him, much less get near him. Peter's healing factor had now evolved to the point where he could get close without losing all his skin, but it was still painful. After some scuffling, Sylar landed on the ground and readied his explosion. With TK, Peter tossed a car at Sylar, which he then blasted. Peter used the distraction to teleport behind Sylar and grab him from behind.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Not a chance."

Peter began absorbing the massive amount of radiation that Sylar was generating.

"You know this will kill you, right? You have to be afraid of death. Everyone is."

"Used to be. Got over it."

Peter, carrying Sylar, began flying high into the sky at an incredible speed.

"This isn't fair! I'm supposed to be the most powerful!"

"Gabriel's clone, you're nothing but a psychopathic killer with mommy issues and I promise you I'm dying a happy man knowing that you'll never hurt anyone again."

Sylar was infuriated, but due to the fact that Peter had absorbed most of Sylar into his being, it was hard to tell.

"MY NAME IS-"

Sylar's form is now gone, but he was still able to whimper out one word.

"…sylar…"

Peter now possessed way too much energy to contain. With his last bit of will he continued to fly as fast as he could until he broke through Earth's atmosphere. His final thoughts were of his mother, brother, Claire, Clark and Chloe.

I love you, Chloe.

Whether it was intentional or not, Chloe, who was now standing with Clark, could hear Peter's final thought. She could also feel it in her gut when he exploded. Clark held her tightly as she burst into tears.

Epilogue #1

It was now Thanksgiving and Chloe had just arrived at the Kent farm. She was spending the holiday with Clark and his mother. Martha hugged Chloe and led her to the kitchen where Clark was mentally debating whether he should use his superspeed to steal some food.

"Clark, I have great news."

Chloe held back on speaking her next sentence because she noticed a few boxes with Clark's things in them.

"Wait a sec, what is all this?"

"Mom and I talked it out and I've decided to sell the farm and move to Metropolis."

"Whoa, what prompted the sudden massive life change?"

"In spite of recent events, I decided it was time to be among the people I'm protecting."

"Will you be protecting them in a red and blue suit?"

"Yes. I think I will be. So what was the great news you wanted to share?"

"Lois is moving back to Metropolis."

"What? Why would she do that?"

"As you know, the Daily Planet's editor-in-chief position recently became open and Perry White got the job. Lois is a big fan of his and plans on begging for her job back if that's what it takes to work for him. I was thinking, maybe you should consider getting into journalism."

"Well…Perry White does owe me one."

Epilogue #2

Dr. Paul Westfield is in his hidden laboratory alone. Not that he minds. He much more prefers the satisfaction of finishing an experiment over the company of family and friends. While having all his dna samples and research on one of the world's strongest beings completely burned may have been slightly upsetting, he prefers to look forward. He relishes all of the opportunities the future might bring.

Tess Mercer. You probably didn't expect me to uphold my end of the bargain, especially after your untimely demise. But, a deal is a deal.

Westfield steps away from the tube-like machine he was standing over and we now see a sleeping Lex Luthor.