Shades of Gray (Part Eleven)

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."