"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."
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