"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."
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