"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."
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