Maddie's Moments

Sylar and Elle

2009-08-24T20:24:00.001-07:00

I just wanted to see if this picture came out ok... Oy! What the heck happened to the color?

Part Twenty-Seven

2009-08-19T10:49:00.000-07:00

"Peter. What a surprise."

Peter walks closer to Sylar and holds his hand behind his back, gripping a small box tightly.

Sylar notices that his hand is hidden and grins. "Whatcha got there, Pete?"

He takes his hand out and reveals the box. "So I can tell on you," he admits.

Sylar raises his eyebrows and laughs. "Why are you being so honest? You're making this too easy."

Peter smiles and his eyes focus on the men standing behind Sylar, holding guns. Sylar's smile slowly fades and he turns around just a few seconds too late. The men all shoot him at once, each tranquilizer piercing him right in the neck and back. Sylar turns back to Peter and falls to the ground.

The men pick Sylar up and move him to a truck where they tie him up and shove a tube up his nose, which keeps him unconscious. Peter meets up with Noah and Mohinder back at the building where they're being held.

"Nicely done, Petrelli," Noah says after placing his hand on his shoulder.

Peter doesn't smile back, but looks guilty for what he's done.

"Is something wrong, Peter?" Mohinder asks nicely.

He shakes his head, still frowning. "I feel wrong... keeping them away from each other."

Noah laughs condescendingly, and looks at Peter. "You feel bad for a supervillain and an immature little girl? You did your job. Now go home."

Mohinder looks sadly at Noah. "Should I go, too? Am I of no use to you?"

"No, Mohinder. We could use you here. You're a good doctor." He nods at Mohinder and walks away.

"Geneticist." He says under his breath.

Noah goes to Sylar's cell and laughs when he sees him asleep and belted down. "What a relief..." he says to himself. "Now to torture that little crybaby."

He walks back to Elle's cell and turns all the lights on, shocking her. She stands up and frowns at Noah.

"Guess who we found?" he teases.

Elle gasps. "No! What did you do to him?!" she yells.

Noah laughs. "Oh, he's just haevily sedated and strapped down to a metal table. He won't be

leaving anytime soon."

She walks up to the window and slams it. "Noah, let us go! Let us GO!" she demands.

Noah smiles and walks away, hitting the light switch on his way out. Elle screams for him and zaps the window furiously. She continues using her ability until she's worn out, and she sits back down. She looks back at the metal table and grunts.

Peter, still nearby, stands sadly under an awning. He looks back towards the building and frowns. "Why do I have to be so good?" he whispers to himself. Claire Bennet walks around the corner and smiles.

"Peter?" she grins.

He turns around and smiles. "Claire." He laughs and hugs her tightly. "What're you doing here?"

She laughs. "My dad... My... Noah," she mumbles. "He told me to meet him near here. Do you have any idea what he's doing in Jersey?"

Peter shakes his head. "I... I can't..." he stops himself. "I don't know."

She frowns. "You can't what? Is something wrong?" She puts her hand on his arm.

"I did something bad, Claire. Well... sort of. I just feel awful about it."

She nods. "Me, too."

Peter raises his eyebrow and frowns. "What did you do?"

She laughs. "I... went to dinner with Elle Bishop. And... Sylar. I told them you were in New York."

Peter places his hand on Claire's shoulder and laughs. "Noah didn't tell you...?"

"Tell me what?"

"That was part of his plan to catch Sylar and Elle. That's what I feel bad about. I was in on it. And now they're apart-- separated."

Claire's face goes from confused to angry. "Plan? I was part of that plan? I helped my father do something as awful as separating two people... in love?"

"You didn't know, Claire," he says.

"I should've!" she yells. "I mean, I know I don't like them, but they're in love! And I pulled them apart!" She pauses for a moment. "What does he want with them?"

"He wants to do some testing on Elle, and doesn't want Sylar in his way," Peter explains.

"Testing? What kind of testing? Why does my dad want to do that?"

"Didn't you...? Elle's pregnant. He wants to see if the baby has-"

Claire interrupts, shocked. "She's pregnant? With Sylar's baby?"

Peter nods. "Yes. And Noah wants to know if it'll be born with abilities."

She covers her mouth. "That's AWFUL!"

"Claire... Do you want to help me..."

"I'm in."

He laughs. "I didn't ask you yet."

"I know you want to free them. So do I. Let's go." She takes Peter's hand and starts walking until she realizes she has no idea where they're going. She stops and looks at Peter. "Um, Pete, where are we going?"

He laughs and grabs her hand, walking briskly to the building. When they arrive, Claire gasps and looks up at the building.

"Pinehearst? This is where I took Elle to get her powers fixed... this is where Sylar worked!"

Peter smiles and takes Claire inside. They run into Noah on their way down the hall. Peter keeps walking and Claire stands with her dad.

"Clairebear?" he says, and turns around to look at Peter. Claire grabs his shoulder and spins him back aroung angrily.

"Dad! How could you?" she yells.

"What are you talking about Clairebe-"

"You're testing on Elle! You've got them separated! How could you do that to them?" she continues furiously.

As their conversation goes on in a very angry tone, Peter is searching for Sylar's cell. Mohinder walks into the hall and they slam into each other.

"Peter? What're you doing back here?"

"Sorry, Mohinder. No time to talk." He starts to walk away again, until Mohinder grabs his shoulder.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Peter nods. "Find me Sylar's cell."

Mohinder frowns. "Sylar? Why do you need to find him?"

"I can't tell you my plans at the moment, Mohinder. Just point me in the direction of his cell."

Mohinder signals Peter to follow him and starts walking towards his room. He stops at the window and flicks on the lights. "There he is..."

Peter looks at the key hanging around Mohinder's neck. "One more thing..."

Mohinder looks at him and smiles. "Sure."

"I need your key," Peter says.

Mohinder shakes his head. "I'm afraid I ca-"

Peter punches him in the nose, knocking him out. His eyes widen as Mohinder falls to the floor. "Sorry, Mo..." He rips the key off of his neck and unlocks the cell. He walks in and pulls the medicine tube out of Sylar's nose. Sylar, unable to move his arms and legs, opens his eyes and squints at Peter. "You," he growls.

"I'm trying to help you. And Elle." He starts unstrapping Sylar's arms when he sits up and grabs his neck.

"You brought me to this place. How can I trust you?"

Noah runs in with a gun and shoots at Sylar's forehead, but he stops the bullet in midair. He gives an evil grin and uses telekinesis to unstrap his legs. Still recovering, Sylar stumbles when he attempts to stand up. Peter catches him and holds up his hand to Noah.

"Don't," he demands.

Sylar looks up and uses Elle's power to send Noah flying across the hall. Claire runs in after her father lands and walks up to the still-drowsy Sylar. "I'm sorry about how I was before. I had no idea I was part of the plan."

Sylar smiles. "It's okay. We need to get to Elle before your daddy wakes up."

They walk down the hall, Sylar's arm wrapped around Peter's shoulder. Peter notices that Mohinder is gone and start walking faster. Suddenly, Mohinder walks out from behind a filing cabinet, holding a gun.

"I'll shoot... I will," he says shakily.

He aims at Sylar and drops the gun.

"You want to turn around and forget this ever happened," Sylar says, using Eden's persuasion ability.

Peter smiles and they keep walking after Mohinder walks into an office. They arrive at Elle's cell and Sylar picks himself up. He takes the key from Peter and runs in, and she jumps up to hug him. "I was so scared," she whispers.

Sylar kisses her and puts her back on the floor, taking her hand. They run out with Peter and Claire and hurry away from the building.

"Does anybody have a car?" Sylar asks.

"My dad's..." Claire responds.

Claire runs to the parking lot and breaks the car window, filling her hand with shards of glass. They all slide out and she unlocks it quickly. "Can anyone do that weird car-starting trick?"

Sylar runs over and gets in the driver seat, then leans under the steering. "I'm a watchmaker. I can fix anything," he jokes. Claire and Peter get in the back, and Elle hops in the passenger seat. Sylar gets the car started and they pull out quickly.

Meanwhile, Noah is knocked out on the floor, and Mohinder is doing work in the science lab.

"This is not something I ever imagined doing," Claire laughs. "I'm in a car with my uncle, the man who sawed my skull open, and the girl who tried to kill my father."

Part Twenty-Six

2009-08-17T21:22:00.001-07:00

Noah walks away from Elle's cell and she sits on the floor, hoping that Sylar will show up soon. The lights flicker back off as Noah shuts the door.

Meanwhile... Sylar is hunting down Peter, and uses his incredible hearing to track him down. Everything comes to him as static, but he can make out Peter's heartbeat. He sprints down the street and follows the sound of his heart all the way to a tall building that's heavily guarded.

He throws the guards at the door to either side of the side walk using TK, and storms in, smiling widely. "Petrelli? I know you're here," he yells.

Peter walks out from behind a wall, frowning.

"That was easier than I thought it would be..."

Shades of Gray (Part Twenty-Five)

2009-08-17T20:11:00.000-07:00

... THE NEXT DAY...

Elle sits on the bed in her PJ pants, twirling her hair, as Sylar gets dressed in the bathroom.

"Don't wear anything fancy, sweetie. You're just going to get beat up anyway." She laughs.

Sylar walks into the room wearing his signature black coat and looks at Elle. "You're wearing that?" he snaps.

She stands up and points at her stomach. "I won't fit in any of my normal clothes, remember?" she snaps back.

Sylar smiles and kisses her. "Time to go to Mohinder's. Get on your shoes and I'll get you a cab."

She smiles, walks to the door, and puts on her shoes. "I'm a little nervous." She turns around. "Should I be?"

Sylar shakes his head and grabs a gun from inside the dresser. He shoves it in his pocket and takes Elle's arm. They walk outside and she gets in a cab, waving sadly back at him. He stands on the sidewalk, smiling, and walks the opposite direction.

When Elle gets to Mohinder's lab, she walks in to find it completely silent and eerily empty. "Mohinder?"

He walks out from a corner and smiles. "No Sylar today?"

She squishes her eyebrows together and tilts her head suspiciously. "How would you know that?"

He laughs nervously and walks over to Elle. "I figured he'd be more comfortable here now... I, uh, thought he would walk right in," he lies. "Come right over here to the table."

Elle hops on the cold metal table and lays down, frowning. Mohinder straps her arms and legs down and gives her a faint smile.

"You didn't do this last time...?" she says worriedly.

Mohinder turns around and takes out a syringe, squirting the liquid into midair. Elle sighs nervously. "It's just in case you jump... I don't want to hurt you."

She smiles as he puts the needle into her arm.

"Used to it, I see?" Mohinder grins.

She smiles back and nods. "It doesn't bother me as much as flying, that's for sure."

As Mohinder leans down to inject her with the medicine, all of the doors slam open. She looks around and starts yelling, until sparks of electricity form in the palms of her hands. "You LIED!" she screams. Several men in uniform walk closer as Mohinder injects the liquid into her arm. The sparks calm and her eyes close slowly...

A few hours later, Elle finds herself trapped in a dark, cold room. She covers her eyes as the lights flicker on.

Noah walks up to the glass window and smiles down at her. "Bishop. Welcome back."

She stands up and looks at him. "Why are you doing this? What did I do?" she yells.

Noah smiles wryly. "I thought you were smarter than this, Elle. Getting pregnant with a supervillain's kid? Not the smartest thing you've ever done."

"What are you going to do to my baby?" Her voice gets softer and she starts to sound terrified. "You're not doing any tests on my baby." Tears start rolling down her cheeks.

"I always knew you had a little crush on Gabriel. But I never thought you'd go this far," he teases.

"Gabriel will save me. And he'll destroy you. I promise you that," she threatens.

Cat Types

2009-08-17T17:38:00.000-07:00

Okay, so, when I'm older, I want to own a cat named Gabriel. I'm just gonna list some cat names so I don't forget. Maybe some pics, too. But I'm not sure!

Bengal (Wow, adorable!)

Egyptian Mau

Munchkin (Tiny!)

The first two really look like Gabriels, but the Munchkin is absolutely adorable! Hm... Now I'm going to do some research on them.

Shades of Gray (Part Twenty-Four)

2009-08-17T16:24:00.000-07:00

Elle's jaw drops and she grabs Claire's arm when she starts walking away. "Why does Peter Petrelli want me?"

Sylar holds out his hand and turns her around. "Tell us," he demands.

Claire can't resist, and shakes her head. "Peter... he wants to get you away from him." She tilts her head at Sylar and tries to free herself from Elle's grip. "Are you going to kill him?"

Sylar laughs and takes Elle's arm as he leaves the table. Claire watches them walk away together and sighs in relief. She takes her phone out her pocket and dials a number. "Dad?"

"Yes, Clairebear?"

"I told them everything. He forced it out of me," she says, ashamed.

Noah gives a grim smile. "It's alright, Claire. I'll handle it." He hangs up and looks to the other side of the room, where Mohinder is standing, with his hand on his mouth. "So?" he says quietly.

Noah smiles. "Mission accomplished. Sylar will go after Peter and Elle will go to you. I can't believe it was that easy!"

Mohinder rubs his forehead nervously. "I have to... take care of her?"

Noah laughs. "No! Well, not for long, anyway. She'll be put away once you've got her. And Peter will return to us with Sylar," Noah explains.

Mohinder smiles. "I can do that." He nods. "I can do that," he repeats.

Sylar and Elle go back to the apartment and she sits on the bed. "What're you gonna do now?"

He paces back and fourth across the room and she watches him. "I'm going to find Petrelli." He stops and looks at her. "And you're going to stay with Mohinder. You're supposed to see him tomorrow anyway, right? You have to stay with him."

She shakes her head in disagreement. "No, I'm coming with you."

Sylar leans down and places his hands on her shoulders. "Don't do this to me, Elle. You know you can't risk hurting yourself."

She nods sadly. "I'll do it. But only for a day. If you don't come back I'm going to come and find you."

He laughs. "I'll be back. I promise."

Shades of Gray (Part Twenty-Three)

2009-08-16T15:36:00.000-07:00

... ONE MONTH LATER...

Elle stands in the bathroom with jeans in one hand and sweatpants in another. "Do you think it would be rude of me to wear sweatpants? My jeans don't really fit right anymore."

Sylar is brushing his hair in the mirror, and smiles. "Sweatpants are fine, sweetie. She'll understand."

"I can't believe Claire agreed to see us... She hates me. And you," Elle laughs.

Elle attempts to pull up her jeans, but fails when they get stuck on her stomach. She smiles and pulls them back off. "I was right. Jeans don't fit. God, this is weird..." She puts on her sweatpants and drapes a loose shirt over them.

"She wanted to see you... She knows what's going on between us."

She walks out into the room. "She's just curious, I guess," Sylar continues. "She's young. She has the right to be."

"You look great." Sylar drops his brush and kisses her, placing his hands on her hips. She smiles and kisses him back.

They take a taxi to a restaurant nearby, and walk in to get their table. Elle kisses Sylar's cheek before she sits down. "I'm glad she's meeting us here."

Sylar nods and smiles. "I wouldn't have let you fly, anyway."

Elle looks at the door as Claire walks in and takes off her coat. She walks over and sits down next to Elle. "Hi."

Elle smiles. "It's nice to see you, Claire."

She grins and smiles, then looks at Sylar. "Sylar..." she says in a disgusted tone.

"Claire," he grins.

She turns back to Elle. "So, I heard you guys are... um... dating?"

"Yes. We have been for quite a while." She takes Sylar's hand and smiles.

Claire gives a grin but both Sylar and Elle can easily tell she's revolted at the thought of them dating.

"That's... great," she says. "Are you guys, like... gonna get married?"

Elle laughs. "I don't know. Maybe someday. But I doubt it."

Sylar smiles as Claire's face goes pale. A waitress walks over and smiles at everyone. "Drinks?"

"Water."

"Um... water?" Claire says nervously.

Sylar smiles grimly at Claire and tilts his tead. "How's Peter?"

She gulps and gives a farce smile. "I think he's good."

Sylar gets the strange tingly feeling and raises his eyebrows. "What's he really up to, Claire?"

"I haven't... seen him in a while."

He tingles again, now getting angry. "Claire?" he growls. "Where's Peter?"

She pushes her chair away from the table and frowns. "I should get going. My dad's... waiting for me."

Sylar stands up angrily and stares at Claire. "I didn't need my power to know that was a lie." He leans against the table and slams his hands on top of it. Claire stands up and looks at him, terrified. Elle sits there, smiling at how angry Sylar has become.

"Tell me where he is." He uses his power of persuasion to get Claire to spill the beans.

"He's here. In New York. Looking for..." She trails off and closes her eyes. She turns to face Elle. "You. He wants you."

Shades of Gray (Part Twenty-Two)

2009-08-16T14:43:00.001-07:00

Mohinder, frightened by Sylar's furious stare, begins testing on Elle. She gets nervous as Mohinder takes out a syringe, and asks for Sylar's hand.

"It'll be okay, Miss Bishop. It won't hurt: I promise," Mohinder says confidently.

She nods nervously and squeezes Sylar's hand. "I'm not good with needles," she squeaks.

A couple hours later, Mohinder finishes his testing. Elle sits up and stretches her arms. "So...?" She rubs her arm and looks at the clipboard in his hand.

"I'm sorry... it's too soon to tell," he says quietly.

Elle shakes her head and frowns. "I need to know," she demands.

"In about four more weeks I'll be able to tell you whether it possesses special abilities or not," he assures.

"How come you can't tell?" Sylar snaps. "How do we know you're not lying?"

"You're just going to have to trust me. The baby isn't developed enough."

Elle stands up and grabs Sylar's hand. "Thank you anyway. We'll be back in a month." She drags him across the room and out the door. They go back to the apartment and Elle sits on the bed. Sylar stands with his back to Elle and rests his hands on the dresser.

"Gabe, it's alright. We can wait."

He shakes his head. "I'm not... upset. I'm not always upset."

She stands up and puts her hand gently on his back. "Then what's wrong?"

"I'm sort of... nervous. I'm nervous to find out." His voice gets quieter as he goes on, and his head drops. Elle wraps her arms around his chest and squeezes him.

"It's okay. I understand. I'm nervous, too."

Elle listens to his tears hit the dresser, and she spins him around. He closes his eyes and hugs her tightly. "I'm sorry..." he sighs.

She closes her eyes and rests her chin on his shoulder. "Gabe... everything is gonna be fine."

He continues crying and Elle starts rocking him gently. "I've never seen you like this," Elle says quietly.

Shades of Gray (Part Twenty-One)

2009-08-16T11:27:00.000-07:00

...ONE MONTH LATER...

"Honey, where are my shoes?" Elle yells from the hall. Sylar and Elle have moved into a small apartment and are just unpacking. Sylar's standing in the bathroom looking at his beard. "Elle, do you think I should shave?" he asks as he walks into the hall.

She smiles and rubs his chin. "No. I love your scruff."

He smiles back at her and goes back into the bathroom. "Your shoes are in the box by the door."

Elle walks over and takes out her shoes, sliding them onto her small feet. "Thanks. So, where are we going again?"

"To see Dr. Suresh," he replies.

"Wait, he knows you're coming? He knows it's us? How did you convince him..." She trails off. "What did you do?"

Sylar laughs. "It's me he doesn't like. He actually cares about you," Sylar explains.

"Why do we have to see him?"

"We need to ask him about your health... and the baby's health. We need to see if it'll have..."

She interrupts him, frowning. "Abilities? Do you think it will?"

"Well, we both have them... it's very possible."

"I don't want it to. I want it to be normal," she says sadly.

Sylar walks over and kisses her. "Don't worry. As long as it's healthy, it'll be happy."

They take a taxi to Mohinder's lab and Elle walks in ahead of Sylar. He stays in the hall behind the door as she says hello to Mohinder.

"Mohinder..." she sighs as she hugs him. "It's so nice to see you again!" She pulls away, smiling.

"Is Sylar here?" he asks nervously.

"You don't trust me?" she frowns.

Mohinder watches as the door opens and Sylar walks in, smiling widely. "Hello, Mohinder."

"No, no. I won't do anything for him. Why do you need my help, anyway?"

Elle smiles. "I'm pregnant."

Mohinder's eyes widen and he swallows hard. "With his baby?" He tilts his head at Sylar.

"Of course. I need you to tell me if it's healthy... and if it's superhuman."

"I... I'm afraid I can't do that," Mohinder apologizes.

Sylar walks closer and his smile disappears. "Sure you can," he grunts.

Shades of Gray (Part Twenty)

2009-08-06T17:39:00.000-07:00

After getting sick for nearly half an hour, Elle picks herself up and gets dressed. She unlocks the door and Sylar hops up and turns around. As she's opening the door Sylar slowly pushes it inward, and a he holds out his hand for her to take.

"Are you alright?"

She walks out, taking his hand. "I'm fine. I guess I have to get used to this," she responds.

Elle walks into the room and sits down on the edge of their bed, frowning. Sylar sits next to her and looks sadly at the floor. "What can I do for you?" he asks quietly.

"I don't want to do anything today. I want to be with you and that's it," she requests.

Sylar looks up at her and grins. "Of course." He takes her hand and they lay back on the bed, holding each other's arms. Sylar kisses Elle on the cheek and she twists her tiny fingers through his tangled hair. She giggles and he smiles at her. "What is it?"

"Your hair's a mess. It's never a mess," she says as she tries to remove some of the knots at the bottom.

He laughs at her and admires her pulchritude as she stares at his hair. She drops her hand next to his face and rests her head on top of it. Her eyes slowly start to close along with his, and they fall asleep in each other's grasps.

When they wake up, hours later, Sylar sits up and wraps himself up in a sweatshirt. Elle opens her eyes and rubs them. "Why are you getting up?" she asks.

Sylar stands up and kisses Elle's forehead. "I'm starving. Don't you want something to eat?"

She sits up and pushes a strand of hair out of her face. "Yes..." she moans.

He grabs a bathrobe out of the bathroom and wraps it around her. "Do you want me to get you some food or would you rather come down and get it yourself?"

She smiles. "I want to come with you. We both deserve a nice meal together."

They go downstairs (leaving the sweatshirt and bathrobe behind) and get a table at the hotel's restaurant. Sylar quickly picks up his menu and skims the pages. "Geez, could they have any more options?" he jokes.

The waiter walks over smiling and stands next to Elle. "Would you care for something to drink? Perhaps some wine?" he offers.

"I'll just take a water, please," Elle frowns.

"And for you?" He smiles at Sylar.

"I'll have the same. And some calamari to start, please."

"Yes, sir. Coming right up." He walks away from the table and into the kitchen. Sylar watches him place their order and then looks back at Elle.

"Why are you suspicious?" she asks.

"What're you talking about?"

"You're always watching people... even nice people like him. You're so untrusting."

He laughs. "I've always been that way. I'm very... paranoid."

She smiles and looks back at the menu. "This is nice, Gabe. Thanks for taking me out."

"No problem. I felt like you needed to get out of that tiny room."

"You were right. I'm getting tired of hiding," she says sadly.

"Is there anything else you want to do after dinner?"

"Let's go dancing," she grins.

"Dancing? Are you kidding me?"

She giggles. "Of course not. I want to go dancing with you." she says as she places her hand on top of his.

"Um, okay... We'll go dancing," he says with a disgusted look on his face.

The waiter returns with their waters and takes out a small pad of paper. "Have you decided what you would like for dinner this evening?"

"I'd like to try the shrimp pasta, please," Elle requests.

He writes it down on his pad and smiles at Sylar. "And for you, sir?"

"I'll have... the steak," he responds.

Elle raises her eyebrows at him.

"Please," he growls.

The waiter nods and walks back to the kitchen, and Sylar's eyes remain locked on him.

"Please, stop doing that," Elle begs.

He shakes his head and looks at her. "Sorry. I can't help it. I feel like I've met him before... I recognize his..." He looks around and quiets down. "I recognize his heartbeat."

"Calm down. It's probably just similar to someone else's. And nobody can shapeshift but you," she tries to convince him.

"Petrelli. Petrelli can shapeshift. And that's the heartbeat it sounds like..." he says suspiciously.

"Peter? You think it's Peter?" she asks worriedly.

Sylar stands up and throws his napkin on the table. "It's him. I know it is."

"Sit down, Gabriel," Elle demands.

He ignores her and heads towards the kitchen.

"Gabe!" she yells as she stands up. She runs up to him and spins him around aggressively. "We're leaving."

He looks at the kitchen and notices that the waiter is missing. "He's gone. We lost him already."

Elle puts her hands on his cheeks and looks up at him. "We're leaving."

Sylar shakes his head and takes Elle's hand. They go back up to their room and she packs all of her things back up. "Do you just want to get room service?"

Sylar sits on the bed angrily and ignores her question.

"You need to get over it, okay? He's gone. There's nothing you can do about it. So stop being a crybaby."

Sylar's eyes almost look like they turn a shade darker, and his eyebrows shift slightly closer together. He continues staring at the carpet as Elle watches him get angrier. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it," she promises.

Fear spreads across Elle's face as she feels herself losing control of her body. "Gabriel..."

He holds up his hand and directs it towards Elle, forcing her to take a step forward. He looks up angrily, and his piercing eyes cause Elle to begin shivering. A tear rolls down her cheek and she closes her eyes. "Please... I didn't mean it," she squeaks.

Sylar takes a breath and lowers his hand, releasing her. She drops to floor and starts crying. Sylar stands up and walks over to her slowly. "I... I don't know what happened, Elle. I couldn't control myself. I promise: it'll never happen again."

She refuses to look him in the eyes, so she stares at his hand instead. He kneels down next to her and starts rubbing her arm gently. She looks at him and shakes her head. "I'm not right for you. I should leave," she says quietly.

"No, no, don't leave, Elle. You can't be alone. And I don't want to be. I love you."

She sniffs and leans forward, wrapping her arms around him. "I love you, too."

Shades of Gray (Part Nineteen)

2009-07-28T22:36:00.000-07:00

Sylar grabs her wrist and pulls her back into the room, and closes the door. He pulls her closer and kisses her, until they end up on the bed. She stops and looks up at him. "Are you upset?" she asks.

"No." He continues kissing her, and she pushes against him again.

"Are you... happy?"

He stops and sits up. "I don't know. Worried, I guess..."

"You're worried that I'll slow you down! I knew it. You don't want me around anymore," she says angrily.

He takes her hand. "No. I'm worried about you. I don't want you to get hurt. Especially now."

Elle crawls up to the top of the bed and gets under the covers. Sylar does the same, and faces her. "I'm sorry you don't trust me..." he says quietly.

She slides her hand across his cheek and grins. "I do trust you. You're just unpredictable."

They fall asleep hand-in-hand, and when Sylar wakes up, he wraps Elle up in another blanket. She slowly turns to face him, opening only one eye. "Why are you up?" she groans.

"I'm going to get you some breakfast," he says as he slips on his shoe. "What do you want?"

"Some scrambled eggs would be nice... and coffee," she requests.

Sylar stands up and opens the door, smiling back at Elle. She blows him a kiss as he walks out into the hallway and shuts the door behind himself. "Please!" she yells.

Sylar goes down to the lobby and walks into a buffet. He grabs a couple plates and fills them with eggs, fruit, and plenty of toast. He goes to grab some coffee and stares down at his full hands. He sets the plates down on the table and makes the coffee. "How am I gonna...?" he whispers to himself. He picks up the plates and balances both on one arm, then holds both coffee mugs in one hand, gripping the handles with his fingers.

Meanwhile, Elle has gotten up, and is taking a quick shower. She starts crying (again), until she hears the door open. "Gabriel?"

He sighs deeply and sets everything down on the nightstand, and grabs a coffee. "How ya feelin'?"

She sniffs and smiles. "I'm feeling fine. Morning sickness hasn't kicked in quite yet."

Sylar shivers at the thought, and sips his steaming hot coffee. Elle finishes her shower and walks into the room, wearing only a towel and hotel slippers. She picks up a piece of toast and takes a bite. She chews on it, and her facial expression slowly changes. She drops it and runs for the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

"Elle? Are you alright?" Sylar says as he runs for the bathroom door.

She leans over the toilet and tears drop into the water. "I can't do this, Gabe..."

He turns around and sits with his back against the door. "I'm here."

Shades of Gray (Part Eighteen)

2009-07-28T17:28:00.000-07:00

Sylar's face gets pale instantly and he stands up, holding his hand over his mouth. Elle stands up and heads for the door. "Don't leave," he insists.

She picks up her purse and puts her hand on the doorknob. "If I don't, you'll kill me." She opens the door, and Sylar holds her back with telekinesis. "I'm not going to kill you, Elle."

He drops her and she turns around. "How do I know you won't do it when I'm sleeping? How can I trust you?"

"You've trusted me all this time. Why not now?"

She holds out her hands and raises her eyebrows. "Because you know I'll slow you down now! Why would you want me in your way?"

Shades of Gray (Part Seventeen)

2009-07-28T10:42:00.000-07:00

Sylar makes it about five floors and stops. He falls to the floor and breathes deeply. "I'll have to... come back... some other day," he says to himself. He struggles back to his feet and heads back down the stairs. He hears some men yelling from the bottom of the staircase, and he turns around.

"Hold it right there."

The voice is chilling and familiar, and Sylar looks up to see who it is. "Bennet."

Noah walks down to Sylar and puts his hand on his gun. "What do you want with Bishop?"

"Why do you need to know? She's not part of your little company anymore," Sylar growls.

"We can't have you killing her. She's valuable."

"Valuable? How is she valuable to you?"

Sylar turns to face the two guards coming up the stairs. He holds out his hand and sends them flying back down. When he turns around, Noah is gone.

"Wow, this pizza's fantastic," Elle grins as she shoves a handful of chips into her mouth.

"Are you always this hungry?" Mohinder asks, with a disgusted look on his face.

Elle smiles and takes a gulp of her beer. "Yes. Why's that so shocking?"

"You're so... tiny."

She laughs and wipes her hands. "I just have a big appetite. That's all."

Mohinder smiles and drinks his beer. Elle looks down at the table and frowns, pushing aside her plate of food.

"Is something wrong?" he asks.

"I still feel kind of sick... I'm gonna head to bed." She smiles at him. "Thanks for dinner."

Elle stands up, goes to her room, and lies down. She stares sadly at the ceiling and starts thinking about Sylar. She sighs and closes her eyes, drifting into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, the door slams open, and Elle sits up almost simultaneously. Mohinder jumps out of bed and grabs the gun sitting on his nightstand. He backs up to the door and slowly pushes it open.

"Mohinder?" Elle yells.

He ignores her and pokes his head out the door, to see his front door wide open. Elle gets out of bed and wraps herself up in a sweatshirt. She cautiously opens the door and looks around.

"Elle," a voice whispers from her bathroom.

"Mohinder?"

She turns around and slowly makes her way to the bathroom. She pushes the door open and sees a tall man standing at her mirror.

"Sylar?" she says carefully.

She can see a smile form on his dark face, and he steps into the light coming from the hall. He takes her hands and kisses her, and she smiles. "You came back," she says gleefully.

"Of course I did." He kisses her again.

Mohinder walks into the main room and looks around. "Elle?" He walks into her room to see no one there, and notices that all of her things are missing. He throws the gun at the wall angrily and sits at his desk. "How does he do that?" he yells.

Elle and Sylar walk down the street, holding hands. Elle remains silent, and Sylar begins to worry. "Elle, is something wrong?"

She shakes her head. "I think I'm sick."

He frowns. "Do you need some medicine?"

"I probably should get something... just in case." She looks down the street and sees a small store with the lights on. "Give me some cash and I'll go get it. You get us a taxi." She holds out her hand.

Sylar reaches in his pocket and pulls out twenty bucks, and hands it to her. "Are you sure you don't just want me to get it?"

She smiles. "I'm fine. I'll do it."

Sylar smiles and kisses her cheek. She walks into the store and grabs a couple bottles of medicine, and goes to check out. She stops and looks at one of the dirty shelves, and holds out her hand to pick up a pregnancy test. She stops herself and shakes her head in disbelief. Before walking away, she sighs and throws it into her basket.

"Good evening," the clerk says nicely as she checks her out. "$18.95."

She hands her the bill and smiles. "Thanks. Keep the change."

Before leaving the store, Elle takes the test out of the bag and shoves it in her pocket. She hurries over to Sylar, who's waiting at a cab.

"Was that enough?"

"Perfect," she says as she hops in the taxi. "So, are we staying at a hotel?"

"Yeah. But a nice one. Unlike the motel in Mexico."

They go to the hotel and take the elevator up to their room. Sylar lays down on the bed and Elle walks into the bathroom, and locks the door behind her. She empties out the medicine onto the counter and stares at herself in the mirror. She slowly reaches into her pocket and pulls out the pregnancy test.

"This is silly," she whispers to herself.

She takes the test and sits on the toilet lid, furiously shaking the stick.

"Are you okay?" Sylar yells from the bedroom, where he's watching TV.

She gulps and nods. "Yes, sweetie. I'm fine," she lies.

Elle stares at the test as the image starts to develop, and throws her hand over her mouth, trying not to let out a gasp. She throws it into the trash can and covers it with tissues and the plastic bag. She opens the door and sits down next to Sylar on the bed, frowning.

"Are you sure you're feeling alright?" he asks worriedly.

"No," Elle grunts as a tear rolls down her cheek.

He turns to face her and takes her arms. "What's wrong, Elle?"

She shakes her head and squints, trying to hold in the tears.

"Elle. You need to tell me what's wrong," he demands.

"I'm so so sorry..."

"What is it? I won't be mad," he promises.

"I'm pregnant."

Shades of Gray (Part Sixteen)

2009-07-28T09:33:00.001-07:00

Sylar squeezes Elle's arms and moves his face closer to hers. "Elle. Listen to me. You've made me happier than I've ever been. Why would I leave you?"

She gives a faint smile and looks at the ground. "Please. Don't get hurt."

He laughs. "Me? I'll be fine, Elle. So will you." He kisses her and smiles. "I love you, honey. You have to get somewhere safe. I'll meet you there."

Elle makes her way quickly down the stairs, forcing herself not to look back at Sylar. She runs into the street and hurries into an alley, where she stops to catch her breath. She swallows hard as tears start to roll down her cheeks, and she pushes her hair out of her face.

Meanwhile, Sylar is on his way to where he believes Noah is, still thinking about Elle. He slows down and walks into an alley, and sits against the wall. "I can't do this," he whispers to himself. He looks out across the street and sighs, realizing that he needs Elle. He needs her.

Elle wipes the tears of her face and walks back into the street, avoiding any place she can easily be seen. She hurries to a taxi and jumps in.

"Where to?" he asks kindly.

"Anywhere but here," she responds. She looks into the mirror and recognizes who she's with. "Mohinder?"

He turns around. "Elle?"

She smiles. "You're a taxi driver?"

He frowns and points at the door. "Get out of my taxi," he demands.

"Oh, Mo! Don't be mad at me! It wasn't my fault you broke your nose..." she jokes.

He rolls his eyes and turns around. "What're you doing in the city?"

"Oh, you're going to try and make small talk? I can play this game... I'm here with my boyfriend."

He sighs. "Oh. That's nice."

"His name is Gabriel. Gabriel Sylar," she says happily.

Mohinder turns around and gasps. "Sylar? You're joking."

"Do you really think I'd joke about something like that?" She rubs her eyes and sniffs. "He loves me, I love him. That's how it's supposed to work, right?"

Mohinder turns back around and starts driving. They remain silent for a few minutes, and then he starts back up again. "Aren't you nervous... that you'll upset him or something?"

She laughs. "I'm a risky girl."

"Has he ever done anything to you? Has he hurt you?"

"He almost killed me once..." She giggles. "He couldn't do it. Now we get along just peachy."

Mohinder pauses, then fixes his mirror. "Why were you crying, then?"

She bites her lip. "Because he left me."

Mohinder laughs. "I thought you just said you were in love with each other...?"

"Not like that. He left so he could go kill Bennet. He wanted me somewhere safe," she says.

Mohinder thinks about her situation and smirks. "Elle, how would you like to stay with me? I mean, at least until he's back and Noah's dead."

She smiles. "Thank you so much!"

"Do you need anything before we go?"

"As long as you have food, I'm fine. Thank you so much, Mohinder," she repeats.

Mohinder drives her back to his apartment and they walk in.

Sylar stands in front of a building and looks up it angrily. He slowly walks inside, where several guards attempt to push him back through the doors. He uses TK to knock them to the floor, and he continues on to the front desk. He throws his hands on the counter and scowls at the twerp sitting behind it. "Where's Bennet?"

The kid gulps and straightens himself. "Bennet...?"

"I know you know where he is. So you either point me in the right direction, or I spill your insignificant brains all across the floor," he threatens.

He lifts his shaky hand and points at the elevator. "Take it to the roof."

Sylar places his hand firmly on his shoulder and shakes it gently. "Nice choice," he says before walking to the elevator.

The kid lifts up a pile of papers and reaches for a button programmed to call security. Sylar turns around and holds up his hand. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," he yells.

Ignoring his request, he hits the button, setting off all the alarms in the building. Sylar repeatedly pushes the elevator button, and moans. He turns around and holds up his finger. "Wrong decision, kid." He slices open his forehead, and he slides off the chair and onto the floor. Sylar heads for the stairs just as several guards run into the lobby.

"What a mess," Elle says as she knocks some papers off the bed. "How long's it been since you stayed here?"

"Quite a while, actually," Mohinder responds.

Elle tosses her bag on the bed and sits down. "Where do you sleep?"

"In the other room. That was Molly's bed..." he says sadly.

"Molly?"

"She was... Matt Parkman and I cared for her. She was like a daughter to me," he sighs.

"And what happened to this... Molly?" Elle smirks.

"Matt took her. He and his wife have her now."

Elle lays down and looks at the ceiling. She inhales deeply and rubs her forehead. "I don't feel well... Do you have any medicine?"

Mohinder sits down at his computer and looks over at her. "You do look a little green. I don't think I have anything, though. Sorry."

Elle stands up and sprints to the bathroom. She slams the door and doesn't come back out for about ten minutes.

"Elle, are you okay?"

She curls up on the bed and sighs. "I feel better now. But I just barfed my brains out."

"Okay, too much information. Just let me know if you need anything. I can run to the store," he offers.

"I'm starving..." She sits up. "Can you order some pizza or something?"

Mohinder grabs the phone and a piece of paper. "Sure. What do you want on it?"

"Ooh, I'm in the mood for sausage and mushrooms," she says happily.

Shades of Gray (Part Fifteen)

2009-07-26T09:54:00.000-07:00

"So, what do you want to do?" Sylar snaps.

Elle moans and sits down. Sylar turns around and rubs his forehead in frustration, and Elle notices something on the back of his head. She quickly realizes someone is aiming their gun at him, and she stands up and pushes him to the ground. The bullet destroys a lamp on the other side of the room, and Sylar flips onto his back and raises his eyebrows at Elle.

"How'd you..?"

Elle pulls him up by his shirt and grabs his hand. "We need to get out of here. We need to leave now," she commands.

They run out of the apartment and half way down the hall, until Sylar grabs her arms and holds her still. "Elle. Elle, you need to calm down," he insists.

"But... But I can't! He almost just blew your brains out. How can you be calm?"

Sylar stares into her eyes and tightly grips her arms. "I will protect you."

Elle looks innocently back up at him and wiggles her arms free of his grasp. "Why do you care about me? I'm an awful person, Gabriel. How can you love me?"

"I'm a monster. A monster. You're perfection. Yes, you can do and have done bad things, but that's one of the reasons I love you." he says as he rubs a tear off her cheek. He leans in and kisses her, and she closes her eyes tightly.

"What should we do? We can't stay here," Elle worries.

Sylar takes her hand and they run to the stairwell. "I need to get you somewhere safe... And then I'll come back to get Bennet," Sylar says quietly.

"You can't leave me, though! You can't leave me. I'll come with you," Elle begs.

Sylar shakes his head, frowning. "I can't see you get hurt."

"But how do I know you'll come back for me? How do I know you won't just leave... You might want your freedom back."

Taking a Break

2009-07-24T16:23:00.000-07:00

I'm taking a break from "Shades of Gray". At least for a few minutes...

Tomorrow, I'm going to see Jason Mraz in concert. I can't wait! I've been listening to his music non-stop, and am so psyched that I get to see him in person.

I've developed this odd liking for Kristen Bell. I watched about five interviews with her today, and she was absolutely hysterical.

Anyway. I'm bored. Probably going to go back and write some more Shades of Gray in a few... After I put my blog link on Youtube. Maybe that'll get me some followers!

Shades of Gray (Part Fourteen)

2009-07-24T14:20:00.000-07:00

Elle and Sylar get dressed and meet up in the kitchen. Elle's wearing a purple halter top and white shorts. Sylar's wearing jeans and a black tank top.

"You look... hot," Elle says, as she grabs his arms.

"You look gorgeous," he responds.

Elle looks up and down his muscular arms, smiling widely. "You're always wearing long-sleeved shirts. I didn't know you were so buff."

"You always look great..." Sylar grins.

Elle kisses him and he kisses back, until they're making out. He pushes her against the door and puts his hand on the wall. He continues kissing her until someone knocks on the door. Elle turns around, smiling, and opens it. She gasps. "Peter?"

He holds his hand against the door to hold it back. "Elle, I'm not here to turn you in." He looks at Sylar. "You're still together, I see?"

Sylar holds up his finger and gives Peter an evil look. "Get out or your brains spill on the floor," he threatens.

Peter backs up a bit. "I'm sorry to intrude. I just wanted to warn you."

Elle frowns. "Why?"

"Noah's coming after you. He wants to lock you both up. Well, the company does," he explains, "I'm sorry, once again, to just barge in like this. I didn't have any way to contact you."

"Do you really think we needed to be warned?" Sylar asks, "We're murderers. We don't need your help, Petrelli."

Elle smirks and shuts the door, and Peter turns around and walks away.

"Do you think he was telling the truth?" Elle asks Sylar.

"Probably. But we don't have to worry about Bennet. He's too soft."

Elle shakes her head. "I think you're wrong. He's killed people he didn't want to... He's erased his wife's memories countless times. He even sacrificed his daughter to Primatech for experiments. I'm pretty sure he'd be okay with killing a couple of monsters like us."

Shades of Gray (Part Thirteen)

2009-07-24T12:38:00.000-07:00

After Sylar gets up, he begins to make some coffee, and Elle walks out in his bathrobe.

"Elle. I want to talk with you about something..."

She puts her chin on his shoulder and smiles. "What is it, baby?"

He turns around and looks at her. "I don't want you to call me Sylar anymore," he says.

Elle looks at him confusedly and laughs. "Why not? What should I call you?"

"Gabriel. I love you enough to let you call me that, and I think you should. Sylar isn't really a name. It's just something to cover up my true identity... And I don't want to be a lie anymore. At least not to you."

Elle takes his hands and kisses him. "I'm so glad you feel that way," she says happily, "I love you, too."

Shades of Gray (Part Twelve)

2009-07-23T15:35:00.000-07:00

"Hey, I know it's been a crazy day... But do you want to go get dinner? I don't have much food here, and I feel like you deserve a nice meal," Sylar suggests.

Elle grabs his cheeks and kisses him. "That'd be really nice."

Sylar smiles and stands up, and walks into his bedroom. "Be right out."

"Where are you going?" she asks.

"I need to get changed." He closes the door behind him and Elle giggles to herself.

Sylar walks out a few minutes later, wearing a striped blue button-down, khakis, and his hair slicked back. He holds out his arms and laughs. "What do you think?"

Elle gasps and runs over to him, and she hugs him tightly. "You look fantastic! So cute!" she swoons.

Sylar kisses the top of her head and takes her hand. "Shall we?"

They get a taxi and go to a big, fancy restaurant. As they walk in, Sylar's hands begin to sweat.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Elle asks worriedly.

Sylar shakes his head and laughs to himself. "I just haven't been on a date in a while, that's all."

She takes his hand and they walk in and sit down. They place their order and stare at each other, grinning. Elle holds his hands over the table, until she starts to sip her drink. Sylar's smile starts to fade and she notices.

"Are you sure everything is okay? You're acting very nervous. You're worrying me," Elle says.

Sylar gives a fake smile and rubs his forehead. "I have this weird feeling... you know... that I'm going to ruin everything. I haven't been on a date in so long I've forgotten how to act... what to say," he explains.

Elle smiles. "Guess what? I'm 24 years old and have never been on a date before. Never. I learned all I know from movies and television. You have no need to be nervous."

Sylar smiles and kisses her over the table. When their food arrives, Elle digs in immediately, and acts as if she hasn't eaten in weeks. Sylar watches her curiously as she scarfs down a plate-full of pasta, and chugs her wine, and crunches on the bread sitting in the middle of the table. Sylar slowly eats his meal, and never takes his eyes off of her.

She laughs. "What is it? Am I grossing you out?"

Sylar shakes his head, smiling. "No, no. Not at all. I'm just surprised you can eat that much and still be so skinny," he jokes.

"You're not really eating at all. Are you not hungry? You haven't eaten in days."

Sylar smiles. "Do you want to get out of this place? I'd rather be at a bar or something."

Elle nods happily. "That sounds much better."

They pay for their meal and hop in a taxi again, looking around for a nice bar to get a drink at. Elle points one out and they walk in.

"Are you sure about this place?" Sylar asks, in a slightly disgusted tone.

"Of course. I've been here a million times before," Elle says confidently.

Sylar sits down at the counter and Elle next to him, and she quickly orders a drink. He asks for just a water, and just as the bartender walks away, Elle gives him a shocked look.

He laughs. "What?"

Elle smiles and hits his shoulder jokingly. "You got a water at a bar! You don't drink booze?"

"Not really, no. I'm more of a coffee person," he replies.

Elle shakes her head, smiling, and holds up her fingers. "We'd like to change our order over here!"

The bartender walks back over and nods. "What would you like?" he asks.

Elle grins at Sylar, and he rolls his eyes. "I'll have what she's having."

The bartender raises his eyebrows. "Are you sure? That's our strongest drink."

Sylar tilts his head curiously. "What makes you think I can't handle what she can handle?"

The guy laughs and goes to fix their drinks. Elle smiles and kisses his cheek. "Good boy."

A few moments later, they get their drinks, and Sylar stares at his drink with disgust.

"What is it?" Elle asks as she lifts her drink.

"It's pink. You made me order a chick's drink..."

"Just try it," she demands.

Sylar picks up the drink cautiously, and takes a sip. Elle continues smiling at him as he starts to take bigger sips, and then takes a gulp. She laughs when he squints and shakes his head in shock.

"That is strong," he squeaks.

They both finish their drinks quickly, and keep ordering them. They start to get loopy until Sylar checks the time. He grabs her arm and points at his watch. "Late" is all he manages to get out. They head back to his apartment and fall asleep on the couch together.

In the morning, Sylar opens his eyes to see Elle curled up right next to him. Her arms are laying on top of his chest, and her hair is covering her face. He picks up his hand carefully and pushes it out of her eyes and smiles at her beauty. One of her eyes open and her lips curl.

"Good morning, sleepy-head," he says quietly.

"What happened last night?" she moans.

"We went to a bar... That's about all I can remember."

Elle looks at her arm and then follows Sylar's chest up to his face. She touches his feet with her toes and giggles. "I've never done anything like this before. Never just laid with someone and talked..." she sighs.

Shades of Gray (Part Eleven)

2009-07-21T21:06:00.001-07:00

Elle and Sylar hurry back to his apartment and sit next to each other on the couch.

"I'm really sorry that upset you. I'm being honest. I love you, not him," Elle explains.

Sylar grins when he doesn't "tingle". "You're telling the truth."

Elle kisses him and is happy when she can feel his lips curl beneath hers. She puts her hands in his hair and keeps kissing him, as he wraps his fingers around her arms. She takes a breath and opens her eyes, with a grin from ear-to-ear. "I love you."

Sylar smiles back and runs his fingers through her hair. "Elle?" He kisses her. "Why did you call me Gabriel earlier?" Elle stops for a moment and the grin leaves her face. "Because that's your name." She laughs. "Sylar is kind of ugly."

He laughs and continues kissing her. "Do you think we'll last?"

"Of course we will, baby. We're perfect for each other."

Shades of Gray (Part Ten)

2009-07-21T19:50:00.000-07:00

Sylar continues using his ability to pinpoint Noah's position, and as his volume increases, so does Sylar's speed. Elle clings onto his arm and looks frantically for Peter Petrelli, hoping not to spot him. Sylar stops and looks at her.

"Is something wrong?"

She shakes her head. "No."

Sylar gets that familiar tingling sensation and gives a smug grin. "Why are you lying to me?"

Elle looks at the ground, remembering that Sylar is a living lie-detector. She looks back up sadly. "I'm sorry. But Peter and I... I just don't want to see him."

Sylar's eyes get weaker, and Elle realizes that he is truly in love with her. "Don't feel bad. It was a while ago. And it was just to get him to take some pills," she grins. "I never loved him."

Sylar starts walking again, now with his hand in Elle's. He turns down a street and sees a shady man standing near a sign. "Bennet," he hisses.

They pick up speed, but remain hidden, until someone grabs Elle's shoulder. She gasps and turns around. "Peter?"

Sylar uses his power to throw him into a newspaper stand, sending papers flying everywhere. Peter quickly stands up and holds up his hand nervously. "I'm not here to hurt you," he promises.

Elle stands in a shadow, covering her mouth. Peter glances over at her strangely. "What are you doing with him?"

Sylar holds up his hand threateningly, and Peter walks forward slowly. "You're working together?" Peter asks. "That's it, right?"

Elle lowers her hand and shakes her head sadly.

Peter looks at Sylar angrily. "You're holding her captive?"

Elle smiles. "We're together, Pete." She walks up to him confidently, "We're in love."

Peter backs up, with a shocked look on his face. A grin spreads across Sylar's face as fear spreads across Peter's. Suddenly, someone grabs Elle, but before she has the chance to scream, he covers her mouth. Sylar quickly notices, and runs after the man, whose face he's yet to see.

"I'll kill you!" he yells, "Let go of her!"

He holds out his hand and knocks him down with TK (telekinesis) and runs to pick Elle up. The man instantly stands up, and runs away. Sylar knows he could've caught him, but is much more worried about Elle.

"I'm so sorry I had to do that. I couldn't catch up," he says quietly.

She smiles up at him, her eyes still closed, and takes his hand. "You saved my life."

"Who was that?"

Elle rubs her forehead. "That was Bennet," she groans. "And it's all my fault that we didn't catch him."

Sylar pushes back her hair and smiles. "No it wasn't. Don't say that." He kisses her and she laughs.

"God, I love you."

Peter walks over cautiously, and Sylar turns around. "What do you want?" he grunts.

Peter looks down at Elle. "Is she okay?"

Elle stands up and brushes herself off. "I'm just dandy, Peter. No need to worry about me," she growls.

Peter nods and walks away in the opposite direction, but Elle stops him by zapping his back lightly. He turns around angrily. "What is it?"

"Aren't you going to apologize?"

He squints, confused. "For what?"

She laughs. "For everything, Pete. You made me believe you loved me... And then you left me to suffer."

Sylar looks at Elle sadly, and then furiously at Peter. "We need to leave, Elle."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know I upset you," Peter says, and then flies away.

Elle looks at Sylar, who's eyes have gotten red. "I thought you said you didn't love him."

"I didn't. I was... I was hopeless then. I could've fallen for a trash can at that point," she jokes.

"So you admit. You did love him."

Elle shakes her head. "You're the only man I've ever loved, Gabriel."

Shades of Gray (Part Nine)

2009-07-21T15:19:00.000-07:00

As Elle takes her shower, Sylar gets dressed and cleans up his apartment (using telekinesis, of course!). She finishes up and walks out, wearing a short blue dress and a flower in her hair. Sylar stands up and smiles as she twirls the ends of her hair.

"Where'd you get the flower?" he asks, smiling widely.

Elle walks over and stands in front of him, and he places his hands on her hips. She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him, and feels him smile beneath her lips. She smiles back and lets go.

"What do we have to do today?" Elle asks. She picks up her purse and takes out her lip gloss, and smears it over her lips.

"Nothing," he smiles.

She puts her lip gloss back in her purse and holds out her hand. "Let's go for a walk."

He steps forward, taking her hand, and they go out. They get to the street and walk hand-in-hand until Elle sees a small restaurant across the street.

"Let's go to breakfast!" she exclaims.

Sylar laughs. "That place closed forever ago..."

She frowns. "Why? It's so cute! And it looks open to me!"

"I killed the owner of that restaurant. No one took over," he smirks.

Elle smiles up at him and plays with his hair. "Where do you suggest we go?"

"Wherever you want," he says after kissing her.

Elle grins up at him silently, and puts her hand on his arm.

"What?"

"I haven't seen you this happy in a long time. I didn't realize how much I missed it."

Elle kisses his cheek and they keep walking, until Sylar stops her and looks down the road.

"What is it?" Elle asks, in a worried tone.

Sylar frowns and looks around. "It's Bennet. He's here."

"How do you know? How could you possibly know?" Elle questions suspiciously.

"I just heard someone say his name... And I recognized their voice, too. It may have been the Petrelli kid."

"Peter?"

Sylar nods. "Yes. It's definitely him." He lets go of Elle's hand and starts walking forward.

"Hey!" she yells.

He ignores her and keeps walking. Elle runs up to him and takes his arm. "We're in this together, okay?"

"I don't want you to get hurt... I care about you too much."

She kisses him and holds on for a few seconds, closing her eyes tightly. "You need to trust me."

Shades of Gray (Part Eight)

2009-07-20T19:29:00.000-07:00

In the middle of night, when she's certain Sylar is asleep, Elle takes off the blankets and sits up. She hears something creak in his bedroom and he walks out, wrapping himself up in a bathrobe.

"Is something wrong?" he grunts.

"How in the world did you hear that?"

He shakes his head and smiles. "I can hear everything, remember?"

She smiles as he sits down next to her. She looks at the ground and frowns.

"There is something wrong..." he notices.

Elle looks up at him and her eyes get watery. He kisses her and stands back up. "I'm sorry for whatever it is I did to upset you. But you need some rest. So you have to let it go... at least for tonight."

She laughs and stands up. "I'm not upset with you about anything. I'm just... I'm actually upset about something I did," she explains.

"And what's that?"

"I probably shouldn't tell you. You'll end up killing me or something awful like that."

He takes her hand firmly. "Tell me," he demands.

"I... fell in love."

He let's go and tilts his head curiously. "With...?"

She hesitates and looks away. He puts his hand softly under her chin and turns her so she's facing him. "With?"

"You."

She puts her hands on his shoulders and gets on her toes, staring into his eyes. He wraps his long arms around her stomach and leans in close. They both smile and their eyes close, until their lips are touching. Elle kisses him over and over again, until they're sitting back on the couch. Sylar moves his hands up and down her back, and Elle puts her petite hands on his cheeks. They lay down, still holding each other and kissing.

... In the morning, Sylar and Elle wake up on the floor, underneath pillows and blankets. Elle's arm is draped over his bare chest, and Sylar has his foot wrapped around hers. He turns over and smiles at her, running his fingers through her long hair. She smiles back and kisses him once more before standing up and grabbing his bathrobe.

"Where are you going?" Sylar asks quietly.

"To take a shower." She ties up the bathrobe and looks down at him as he reaches for a pair of sweatpants that are laying on the floor.

Shades of Gray (Part Seven)

2009-07-20T14:37:00.001-07:00

For the entire flight, Elle keeps her hand in Sylar's. The smile never leaves his face, even when she falls asleep on his shoulder. The plane lands, and Sylar gently wakes her up.

"We're home." He smiles. "It's over."

Elle sits up straight and smiles at Sylar. "It's so nice to see you smile again," she says quietly.

Sylar stands up and grabs Elle's bags out of the bin, and throws his on his shoulder.

"You don't have to do that... I can take care of my own things," Elle says.

Sylar ignores her and takes her hand, and they walk off the plane. They get a taxi and head back to his apartment, which he hasn't been in for months. He drops their things on the counter and grabs some blankets from the closet.

"What, you're not gonna talk?" Elle asks, in an annoyed tone.

He puts his blankets on the couch and walks back over to her. She smiles as he pushes a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear.

"I take it I'm sleeping on the couch?"

Sylar unfolds the blankets and sits down. "You can have the bed."

She laughs. "No, no. It's your place. Let me take the couch," she insists.

He lays down and laughs. "Or we could share the bed..." he says, sarcastically.

Elle smiles. "Okay."

Sylar sits up, shocked. "I was kidding!"

"I know. But I wasn't."

He sits up and looks at her curiously. "You really think this could work...?"

"Actually, I do," she says confidently, "We've both killed people, we both work for the same company, and we're always together. We can make it work."

He laughs at the thought, and stands up. "Well, if you really insist, you can take the couch."

He walks into the room and shuts the door. Elle lays down and wraps herself in blankets, and sighs sadly, wishing she could be with him.

Shades of Gray (Part Six)

2009-07-20T10:06:00.000-07:00

Sylar looks back at Elle and smiles. He takes his hands away and wraps his arm around her shoulder, and they get on the plane. As they take off, Elle starts to get nervous. Her hands begin sparking and Sylar takes her hand, causing some of his skin to burn off.

"Calm down," he says quietly, squeezing her delicate hand.

She closes her eyes and grips her arm rest tightly, sending a series of sparks to travel through the metal. The plane's lights flicker and it drops a few feet. Some of the flight attendants grab for the nearest seats, and Sylar uncrosses his legs so they're both on the floor.

"Elle, you need to stop," he begs, "We're going to crash."

She squints even tighter and a tear rolls down her cheek.

The plane dips a little bit again, and a few people gasp. Now Sylar is facing Elle, holding her cheeks.

"Elle! Elle, I..."

She opens her eyes and her jaw drops.

"I can't do this," she whispers.

Sylar looks at her and his eyes soften.

"We can't die now," he says quietly.

"Why not?"

Sylar kisses her, and the lights come back on.

"Because... I love you."

Elle let's go of the arm rest and wraps her arms tightly around Sylar. He hugs back, smiling widely.

Shades of Gray (Part Five)

2009-07-20T08:37:00.000-07:00

Sylar and Elle wait in the airport at their gate. Elle sits across from him and smiles.

"What?" he growls.

"I miss seeing you smile."

He looks at the ground and frowns. "When did you ever see me smile?"

"When I was trying to catch you. You were a genuinely happy person when we were together."

The corner of Sylar's mouth curls slightly, and Elle laughs. An announcement comes on and Elle stands up, grabbing her bags. Sylar follows her, thinking hard about when he was happy. Elle takes his hand and is surprised when he doesn't pull away. He looks up at her and smiles.

"I'm sorry," he says quietly.

Elle smiles. "What about?"

"Everything I've ever done to hurt you. I hate being the person I am."

Elle's smile quickly turns into a frown and she stops walking. She stands in front of him and looks up, into his deep eyes, and realizes she's fallen in love with him. She takes his hands and smiles.

Shades of Gray (Part Four)

2009-07-19T21:31:00.000-07:00

Elle and Sylar arrive at the airport and he runs to the counter to purchase tickets.

"I need two plane tickets to New York," he says quietly and cautiously, suspecting that Noah could be nearby.

"I'm sorry, sir. Mi english no es..." she begins.

Elle walks over and hits the counter with her fists. "Dos, por favor. Nueva York."

The woman looks at her, confused, and then back at Sylar. "Nueva York? Hoy?"

Elle rolls her eyes and starts talking again. "Si. Hoy," she responds.

The woman looks at her computer screen, clicking furiously at her mouse. She looks sadly up at Sylar, and then at Elle, who's is impatiently clicking her nails.

"Uh, como se dice...? Uh, no tickets available?" she struggles to spit out.

Sylar's eyes somehow become darker, his subtle frown turning into a scowl, and he clenches his fists under the counter. Elle notices his discomfort and takes his hand carefully, then looks up.

"We need those tickets. Um... Necesitamos. Por favor?"

The woman shakes her head after checking her computer again. Sylar begins to lose control of his anger, and squeezes Elle's small hand. She tries to pull it away, but he just tightens his grip. Now she's in pain.

"Let go," she whispers.

He stares angrily at the woman, then lifts his hand and begins to choke her (using telekinesis). Elle gasps and grabs his arm to pull it down, but he resists. The woman scratches at her neck and fear fills her eyes as her feet leave the ground.

"We really need those tickets," Sylar orders, as a smile forms on his face.

Elle stops hitting him and puts her hand on his cheek. He turns and looks at her, and the smile leaves his face again. His hand loosens and he keeps staring into Elle's eyes. The woman drops to the ground and passes out.

"Good boy," Elle jokes.

Sylar smiles as Elle removes her hand from his cheek. Elle walks over and helps the woman up, also grabbing the papers she knocked off of her desk.

"Are you okay?" she asks quietly.

"That man..." She looks up at Sylar. "He tried to kill me..."

Elle laughs. "You fell and hit your head. He only wanted to make sure you were okay."

"But... But, he did. He levitated me... Right off the ground! And he was choking me." The woman realizes how crazy what she's saying sounds, and rubs her forehead. "Sorry. I must've hit my head really hard."

Elle smiles. "You sure did."

"What can I do? I mean, what do you guys need? I can get you anything you want," she offers.

"You told us you couldn't speak english very well," Sylar says, tilting his head curiously.

"I did? Are you sure... I wasn't out of it? Had I already hit my head?" she lies.

A smile starts to form on Sylar's face, and he places his hands on the counter. "I know you know. Tell me... Why did you lie to us?"

She sits down and looks at her computer, ignoring his question.

"Where did you say you two were heading?"

A bead of sweat rolls down her cheek.

"New York," Elle says, walking to the other side of her desk.

Sylar looks at her peeling name-tag and smirks. "Tell me... Maria? Why are you keeping secrets from us?"

She looks up at him and gives him an obviously fake smile. "What're you talking about?"

Elle turns her back to the woman and puts her mouth up to Sylar's ear. "Leave her alone. Let's just get the tickets and go home."

Sylar rolls his eyes and takes Elle's shaking hand. "Can we just have two tickets to New York? The soonest flight you can get."

She nods her head and starts looking for available flights. "Are you two married? Or just dating?"

Sylar smiles. Small talk. I hate it when people use small talk.

"We're only dating." Elle smiles and looks up at him.

"That's so sweet. What're your names?"

"I'm Elle Bishop. This is--"

"Gabriel. Gabriel Gray." He frowns.

"Beautiful names. Oh! There's a flight available for... 3:00 this afternoon. Is that okay?"

"Fine," Sylar groans.

If It Kills Me

2009-07-19T19:30:00.000-07:00

Many things could kill me right now... My love for Zach, my love for this song, my love for life...

You know what else I love? Garlic.

Shades of Gray (Part Three)

2009-07-19T12:31:00.000-07:00

Sylar and Elle leave the motel, and she calls her father as they walk down the street.

"Yes, daddy..." she says quietly. As their conversation goes on, Elle starts to get annoyed. Sylar laughs to himself as her face goes from a smile to a frown. She hangs up and doesn't say anything.

"Is something wrong?" he asks, smiling.

"That's none of your business, okay?"

Sylar smiles even wider, aware that he's just upset her even more. He kicks at the rocks lying along the road, until Elle throws out her arm to stop him. He looks up to see Noah Bennet standing at the end of the street. Elle holds out her arms and starts marching toward him.

"Elle, don't," Sylar insists.

She ignores him and picks up speed, until Sylar realizes he has to follow her and protect her from her old partner.

"Elle!" he yells, now jogging down the dirt road.

She begins charging electricity in the palms of her hands. "Bennet?" she yells, "Are you here to spy on us?"

He pulls out a gun, signaling her to turn around and mind her business. She runs after him, screaming, and Sylar catches up and grabs her shoulder. She turns to him, still yelling at Noah. Instead of forcing Elle to turn around and forget Noah was ever there, Sylar leans in and kisses her. She goes quiet and Noah lowers his gun.

"Let's get out of here. Forget about your father. Forget about Bennet," Sylar begs her.

She looks back at Noah, who is quietly walking away, gun still in his hand.

She looks up at Sylar, who is now frowning. "Why did you do that?"

He grabs her arm and they continue walking, but in a different direction. Elle doesn't bother asking where they're going, because she knows all she'll get is either a grunt or a raised eyebrow. What was it with his eyebrows, anyway? Couldn't he get them waxed every once in a while?

"We're going to the airport," he smirks.

She sighs and smiles as Sylar looked at her curiously.

"You're okay with that? I thought you'd be angry."

She laughs. "Are you kidding? I want to get out of this freaking country!"

Tired

2009-07-19T09:22:00.000-07:00

I'm tired! I dunno why. I got plenty of sleep. But I'm so tired... I haven't gotten out of bed yet. IT'S ALMOST 12:30!

Shades of Gray (Part Two)

2009-07-19T08:39:00.000-07:00

Night goes by slowly, as Sylar listens to the tiny insects clicking across the floor. Elle falls asleep almost instantly, but curls up next to Sylar without knowing. He thinks of pushing her away, but decides not to, knowing that she'll wake up and start talking again.

He finally dozes off, and wakes up to find Elle's arm wrapped around his chest. He throws her arm off of himself and sits up.

"What're you doing?" she hisses, sitting up.

He ignores her and walks to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. Elle gets up and throws on a grubby sweatshirt, knocking some of Sylar's things off the dresser. "Whoops."

Sylar, being able to hear everything walks back out and grits his teeth.

"What did you do?"

He glances at the floor, where his clothes are laying, and then over at Elle, who's getting dressed. He uses telekenisis to lift all of things back onto the dresser, and then pins Elle to the wall.

"Hey! Stop!" she yells. "Let me go! That hurts!"

He raises his eyebrow and tilts his head, pointing at her threateningly. "I know."

"I'm sorry, okay!" She closes her eyes. "It was an accident."

Sylar drops her and walks back into the bathroom, without saying a word. Elle stands up and dusts herself off, and zaps a picture off the wall out of anger.

Shades of Gray (Part One)

2009-07-18T21:14:00.001-07:00

Sylar and Elle, two completely different- yet similar- people, very rarely get along. But when their relationship is put to the test in various assignments, they connect on a level neither can describe. Elle, a young, adventurous, flirty, and dangerous woman is willing to take many risks to impress her father. While Sylar, a dark, mysterious, and terribly evil man, only works for the company in order to covet the abilities of others. Recently, they were sent on an assignment as partners, and had to travel to a crowded city in Mexico.

"I don't understand why we can't just go to a hotel," says Sylar, who is covered in sweat and dirt.

"We don't have the money. Neither does the company," responds Elle, who is busy reading a map. "Why does this stupid map have to be in Spanish?"

Sylar rolls his eyes and sits on an old bench, despite Elle's insistence to keep moving.

"What're you doing? We need to get to the motel. It's only a few miles from here," Elle insists.

Sylar crosses his legs and smiles sarcastically up at Elle. "Well, darling. Why don't you just show me where we're heading?"

Elle sits down next to him and angrily folds up the map. She stares at the ground as Sylar picks up the map, which is sitting next to her. "I know where this is..." He laughs. "How could you not know where this is?"

"Shut up," she groans.

Sylar stands back up and grabs her by the hair, causing her to let out a little screech. She rips it back out of his hand and squints at him furiously, then stands up. "I hate you."

Sylar and Elle continue on to the motel, and decide to stop for a quick meal at a small taco shop. They sit and look at each other awkwardly, until their food arrives. Elle downs four tacos, and they keep walking.

"You have quite an appetite for such a small girl..." Sylar says as he watches her feet stir up the dirt.

"And you have quite a small appetite for such a large boy," Elle says sarcastically.

Sylar smiles and looks up. "You've got to be kidding."

"What?" She looks ahead. "Where are we?"

He throws the map to the ground and frowns. "This is our motel."

They walk in and get a room, and Elle requests only one bed, though Sylar yells at her not to. They go to the torn up and bug-infested room, and Elle throws herself onto the creaky bed. Sylar slowly walks in, watching the ants crawl up the peeling wallpaper.

"I can't stay here," he scowls.

Elle smiles and throws a pillow to the ground. "You know, I never saw you as being the kind of guy that's afraid of bugs."

He walks over, angrily and lays down as far away from Elle as he can get. He kicks of his dirty shoes and closes his eyes without saying a word. Elle lays down smiling and looks curiously at the cracked ceiling...

Life Update

2009-07-18T20:58:00.000-07:00

So... Life right now is great. Well, at the exact moment, I have this awful stomach ache that has been here for two days. But I've got great new music and great new videos with Zachary Quinto. Here are my TOP TEN SONGS:

1. If It Kills Me- Jason Mraz

2. America's Suitehearts- Fall Out Boy

3. Valerie- Mark Ronson feat. Amy Winehouse

4. Boys Boys Boys- Lady GaGa

5. No Such Thing- John Mayer

6. Waking Up in Vegas- Katy Perry

7. The Show- Lenka

8. Alfie- Lily Allen

9. Funny the Way it Is- Dave Matthews Band

10. Irvine- Kelly Clarkson

Other songs I've been listening to often include Psycho Killer by the Talking Heads, LoveGame by Lady GaGa, Don't Trust Me by 3OH!3, I Wanna Be Sedated by the Ramones, and You Know I'm No Good by Amy Winehouse.

There was my music update. Now for my "everything else" update. Let's see... Last I checked, I'm still deeply in love with Zach Quinto, I've seen every episode but one of Heroes (Season 3, episode 20), and cannot stop singing "Psycho Killer".

My mom hates Kristen Bell, and I think she's gorgeous and very talented. I thought she was fantastic on Heroes! But everyone is entitled to their own opinion, right? I read this story on "Zachary Quinto and Kristen Bell" online, and it was almost unbearable! It was so graphic they had to rate it NC-17. EW! But, strangely, I enjoyed a lot of it.

Irvine

2009-06-30T20:57:00.000-07:00

Kelly Clarkson can be quite a genius. Honestly, I've never been a huge fan, but this song is unbelievable. It makes me cry, it makes me smile, it makes me think. It made me fall in love. Irvine is one of the most brilliant songs ever written. I love it so much. I'm in love with the song. I'm in love with Zachary Quinto. I'm in love with music...

Heroes, So NoTORIous, Katy Perry

2009-06-17T17:46:00.000-07:00

I'm listening to that song by Katy Perry and The Matrix. This song friggin rocks! I have to fly to Maryland tomorrow, so I'm also downloading the entire first season of So NoTORIous onto my iPod. I honestly couldn't care less that Zach is gay. He's equally as hot.

Speaking of Mr. Quinto, I'm officially obsessed with Heroes. It's awesome! Seriously! I can't believe he killed Elle, though. She was my favorite chick. Sylar is my fave dude (no duh)! And when they had that relationship thing going on... I mean, come on! Did it have to end on such a terrible note?

Boom boom POW!

Ugh!

2009-05-30T20:27:00.000-07:00

Not the shoe! I am in love with Zachary Quinto! And he's, like, 31! Why? Why does this happen to me? At least he's younger than Hugh. But he looks sooo young! I'd say Zach looks like he's in his early twenties. Wouldn't you? He can't be in his thirties! That's not fair! At least I know he can't break my heart. He's not really real. He's a celebrity, a somebody. I'm just... me. The me without a chance.

Valerie

2009-05-30T09:57:00.000-07:00

I love this song. Valerie, by Amy Winehouse. I got hooked after I watched a Youtube video about Zachary Quinto. It was called "Funny Zachary Quinto" and was a bunch a photos and video clips of him at his goofiest. He's really an amazing actor. I'm gonna go look him up now... to see what his middle name is, how old he is... Hmmm...

Star Trek

2009-05-24T21:23:00.001-07:00

Okay, so I thought he was cute after seeing him on Ellen, but now I think he's incredible! I saw Star Trek the Friday after opening night, and loved it! You may think I'm crushing on Chris Pine, but no. I'm a Vulcan lover. That's right. Zachary Quinto is my man! His hair, his smile, his style... You can't get a whole lot better than him (except with Hugh and Joe)! I really loved Star Trek, and can't help telling all of my friends to "live long and prosper". And I can do the finger thingy! See? Wait, no... you can't see. Whoops.

Typing

2009-05-11T17:34:00.000-07:00

I feel like typing.... Although, I don't want to type my English essay. I don't want to type my Computer project outline. I'm accomplishing nothing whatsoever. I just want to type. Maybe it's nonsense, but it's typing. How many times am I going to say type/typing? I'm starting to annoy myself (starting??)! I tweet really often... Tweeting is fun. I'm subscribed to RealHughJackman (No, duh). And Jimmy Fallon. And Tina Fey. And Ashton Kutcher... Wowza. I don't even like him. Just felt like it.

Ooh! I watched SNL this Saturday! L! O! L! Justin Timberlake is flipping hilarious... I lurve him. Classic Peg... :)

Liev Schreiber

2009-05-09T08:10:00.000-07:00

Well, as you have probably already guessed, I saw X-Men Origins: Wolverine. And as you may have guessed, I loved it!

Not only was Hugh/Logan/Wolfy stunning, the supporting actors were. Everyone excluding BLOB and STRYKER. Bradley (lightbulb dude), is from Lost, which used to be one of my favorite shows. he played Charlie, my favorite character! LOL!!! Anyway, he rocked.

Ryan Reynolds... Omg... He was incredible in it. Those muscles? I've always thought he was funny and cute, but not extremely talented and HOT! Wowza...

Gambit/Remy was also great, and I know him from one of the best shows on TV, Friday Night Lights. Riggins!!! ♥

Now onto the very talented, very mesmerizing, Liev Schreiber. He was perfect for the role of Victor, and made the movie even better. He may not be extremely gorgeous, but his voice... It just entertains me! And his eyes are so seductive it drives me mad!

Ooh. Shiny.

Boyfriends

2009-05-09T08:01:00.000-07:00

Honestly, I've never had one. Lame? Yes. Sad? Yes. Single? No.

It's true when people say you have to become friends with your crushes before you go out with them, because it works. I'm still really awesome friends with my now bf, the "Beast".

Friends first, gf/bf second. That's the first rule to having a good relationship. :)

Happiness is a Warm Gun

2009-05-01T13:21:00.001-07:00

Here are the lyrics to one of my favorite Beatles songs. It's odd, but you can make it through.

She's not a girl... Who misses much... Doo do do do do do! Oh, yeah...
She's well acquainted with a touch of the velvet hand, like a lizard on a window pane!
Man in the crowd with the multi-colored mirrors on his hop-nail boots.
Lyin' with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime!
A soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the national trust!

I need a fix, 'cause I'm goin' do-o-own. Down to the bits that I left up to-own!
I need a fix, 'cause I'm goin' do-o-own.

Mother superior jump the gu-u-un!
Mother superior jump the gu-u-un.
Mother superior jump the gu-u-un!
Mother superior jump the gu-u-un.

Happiness! Is a warm gun!
Happine-e-ess! Is a warm gun, yes it is.

When I hold you...
In my arms...
When I feel your finger on my trigger.
Well, don't you know nobody can do me no harm.
Aw, because...

Happiness! Is a warm gun!
Happine-e-ess! Is a warm gun, mama!

Happiness is a warm, yes it is...

OOOOOOHHHH!

Oh, don't you know that happiness! Is a warm gun!

X-Men Origins: Wolverine

2009-04-30T13:09:00.000-07:00

Oh my gosh! Who's excited to see that tomorrow? I'm PSYCHED! Hugh Jackman looks unreal in that movie! I mean, his muscles... Wow. Happy almost May!

Love and Music

2009-04-30T12:34:00.001-07:00

Love and music are the only things that make sense anymore. Love your family, love your friends. Love your friggin life! No matter how hard things seem now, they'll look up some day. All you have to do is be optimistic, be courageous.

I don't get it when people complain by saying "I hate my life". Even if you've been having a bad day, a bad week, or a bad month, you just have to have your music and your heart. You may think your life is worthless, but it's not. Every life is worth an eternity. It sounds wicked cheesy, I know... but true.

Love your life. Love yourself. Love your music.

This was my little pep talk to all of you that are considering giving up. Try your hardest and things will look up!

Stories

2009-04-28T17:51:00.000-07:00

My friend and I have realised that writing fantasy love stories about you and your favorite actor is tons of fun. Of course, Alex is writing one about me and Hugh Jackman (Little creepy; he's a lot older than me), and I'm writing one about her and her favorite actor, Jim Sturgess.

For those of you who have no clue who this "Jim Sturgess" person is, he's in a few really good movies. One of the more popular movies was 21, starring Kevin Spacey. But he's in the (incredible) musical, Across the Universe. It's Alex and my favorite movie. If you haven't seen it, you should soooo check it out!

Anyway, these "stories" make you feel sort of, kind of, complete. I dunno... Also, if you're anything like me, it's helpful for your "fading crushes". By this I mean, crushes that you really like, but you can't help moving on to somebody else. That's what happened to me a while ago. But these love stories almost refuel your crush. Just my opinion, I guess. Good night!

Still Bored...

2009-04-25T13:24:00.000-07:00

I know, I know. It's only been, like, three minutes since I last posted! But I'm SOOO BORED!!! I wish Ray Bans were here... I miss my best bud. This is going to be relatively short. Just wanted to say I'm bored OUT OF MY MIND and want someone to talk to.

Grapes

2009-04-25T13:10:00.000-07:00

I was just eating a grape and I choked on it. No kidding, either. The juice went down the wrong pipe. Or maybe it was poisonous... I dunno. My grandma thought they were bad grapes; too soft, so she threw them all out. Now I'm depressed. I choked on a grape, and now I don't have any.

I went to the mall with some of my bestest buddies, Diana and Ellie. They are hilarious! They waited for me at the Wolverine poster by the theater, and I was all over it. HJ is freakin' stunning, man! Those biceps are breath-taking. And his hair... Always perfect.

What should I do today? Chill, I guess. I have nothing to do. I tried to invite my BFFLE over, but I have to go out to breakfast in the morning, so that's out of the question. Now I'm blogging about complete nonsense, and constantly clearing my throat of grape juice. This is getting interesting.

Moment One

2009-04-23T09:04:00.000-07:00

My first post, my first "moment". Fun. What do I want to start this with...? My crushes? My best friend? I dunno. My whole life's crazy right now. I just wanted to do this to wind down.

Alrighty then... I guess I could talk about my best buddy. Alex- whom I call "Ray"- is an amazing singer/composer/guitar player. She's written songs about her crushes, her family, and ME! Alex has been my best friend for several years, and we do almost everything together. Actually, next week we're flying to Maryland together to spend the weekend. We're also (hopefully) going to see X-Men Origins: Wolverine together on Firday night. That brings me to my next topic: crushes.

My favorite actor right now is Hugh Jackman. Yummy.