Enemies to Lovers - Part Twelve
"Oh my god, Mohinder!" Matt exclaimed when Peter and Gabriel enter the apartment with Mohinder's limp body in tow.
"He's fine. In fact, he's probably still awake. He's just trying to take over the world a little bit," Gabriel said.
"Says the man who's tried to take over the world," Matt said, voice dripping with acid. He knew Sylar was better, that he may be a little bit good now.
That didn't make him hate him any less.
"I never denied that. I just pointed out that he's having a minor evil streak. Where are the midgets?"
"I'm sure they really appreciate you calling them that," Peter sighs, lowering Mohinder onto the couch.
"Molly's room," Matt answers. Gabriel makes his way into the room to greet the children.
"Is it just me, or is that really weird?" Matt asks, indicating to Sylar.
"Oh no, it's weird. Not quite as weird as what I saw in the future though." He shakes his head at the thought. "That was weird."
"So what happened?"
"We broke into Pinehearst. Daphne went in as a distraction and was out before we'd even finished the mission," Peter said, knowing that the information would be reassuring. "I sensed Mohinder was there so we went to find him. We figured he would know where Claire was. Turns out, she was in his lab. Fought him, rescued Claire, and destroyed his research. All in a days work."
Matt was unsure how to respond to the new information.
"So he's the one that was doing all the genetics work for your father."
Peter nodded. "I'm sorry."
Matt nodded absently.
"I kinda figured that, if anyone could help him return to himself, it would be you."
"What happened to him?" Matt asked after a moment.
"He injected himself with a drug that makes normal people like us. It backfired and turned him all creepy and scaly. It gets worse in the future."
"And how do you expect me to help him? I'm not the geneticist."
"No, but you're his friend," Peter said, yawning.
"Get some sleep Peter," Gabriel called from the kid's room.
"He's right; I haven't gotten any real sleep in a while."
"It's fine, crash in my room."
"Promise not to kill him while I sleep?" He yawns again.
"Only if he promises not to kill anyone."
"Gabriel!" Peter calls as he walks into Matt room. "Promise you won't try to kill anyone."
"I promise I won't try to kill anyone," he replies.
"New Sylar freaks me out," Matt mutters.
Peter nods and grumbles something in agreement as he falls into the bed. He is asleep the instant his head hits the pillow.
I don't know why, but this chapter makes me giggle.