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Unlike the other day, he had been given a little more freedom. They had switched him from the IVs to the pills, and no longer kept him strapped down on the bed, unable to move. He wondered if this was a good sign or not. It was hard to tell. But still, even getting up and moving about was a nice liberty to have back to himself. You never realize how much you enjoy doing something that simple until you're no longer able to do it.

His shirt had been replaced with a plain white t-shirt, and the doctors had given an injection of something that had healed up all the burn marks she had left on him. It was strange how they seemed determined to keep him in a healthy condition. It made him weary. Did they have some sort of plan for him? Why else would they be keeping such good care over a serial killer? It didn't make sense.

As he paced the tiny cell he was kept it his eyes occasionally flickered over to the glass. Would she come visit him again like she had implied? Not that it mattered.He was simply...curious, that's all. And if he was going to be stuck in this place, it was nice to have someone to talk to at times, even if it was her.

The only other people who came in were the doctors, and they were just doing their work. Nothing more, nothing less. Some company would be nice.

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"Beautiful, isn't it?" He asked hoarsely, looking up at her, dark eyes still clouded over. He wanted to test the new power out, that's what he normally did once he took one, but he didn't want to hurt her in the process. So perhaps that part would have to wait until later.

He stood to his feet, making his way back toward Elle. There was a small ticking in his head, telling him he should kill her too, take her power because it was such a good one, but he ignored it. After she had helped him. She had handed him Jesse on a silver platter, and she hadn't had to do that at all.

He reached out and grabbed one of her hands, staining it with the blood of their victim. He didn't say anything...he didn't really know what to say. He didn't want to trust her, something in his bones told him he still shouldn't. She could be setting him up again, after all.
How strange it was that he had been angry when she brought over Trevor, but delighted over this gift? But the situations were so different. There were no lies this time, no pretenses. It had been an honest exchange, and he no longer felt remorse over killing.

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It was beautiful, it was. He heart thudded deafeningly in her ears as he stalked towards her, and she resisted the instinct to take a frightened step back, to flinch when his warm, wet, gifted hand took hers.

The sensible part of her screamed, told her to run or knock him out, but she didn't want to let it show that she was afraid. She wanted to prove to him she wasn't afraid, that she trusted him.

She weaved her fingers through his and held on tight, swallowing down her terror. "Yes," she answered, hardly over her breath, because if she said it any louder, she was sure her voice would break.

Despite the adrenaline coursing through her blood, she was still moonstruck by what she had just witnessed, and she looked up into his eyes, knowing without a doubt that amazement was shining there.

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"You know," He spoke quietly, his wet thumb brushing against the skin of her hand. "You're the first person I've ever shared that with." He made it sound like it was something she should be happy about. Of course, to him, it was. It wasn't just anyone he would have allowed to witness his most private of work.

She was special.

He knew the smart thing would be to knock her out, run while he had the chance. She had betrayed him in the past, so why shouldn't he do the same now?

And yet he couldn't quite get himself to move.

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About a minute and counting, she thought. And still he wasn't making a move to hurt her. What had he said before killing Jesse? That he was taught not to lie?At the time she'd been too distracted to understand the implications of the promise, but now she clung to it like a literal lifeline.

She nodded at his confession, breathing in short puffs of air through her mouth. "Thank you," she said reverently, and somehow gained control of her limbs again, somehow reaching up to cup his jaw, thumb skimming over the small splatter of blood on his cheek. She drew closer to him, magnetically, watching his eyes.

She wished he would kiss her, seal the moment. It wasn't until it was all over that Elle realized what this all meant--because it was something big, something she couldn't take back. Snuffing out someone's life was one thing; it was easy, non-consequential in the grand scheme of things, and she'd done it plenty.

But this... this was calling to the darkness in her like killing never could. She was looking into his eyes, and seeing the darkness there, and she wanted to drown in it, jump headfirst.

Was this what falling in love felt like? She made up her mind, right then, that she wasn't going to give this to her daddy. Not one second, not one word. It meant too much to her; he meant too much to her. This moment was hers.

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He drew her in closer to him, not at all caring whether he got blood onto those pretty clothes of her or not. Little things like that were the farhest thing from his mind right now.

All that was there was him and her...and Jesse's corpse, but he had taken what was important from that, so it didn't really matter or count anymore. His head felt cloudy and his pulse was raising, something that usually calmed down after a kill. But it wasn't.

"You know," He murmured softly. "I had once promised myself that I would never fall prey to another woman after you." He smirked a little before leaning in closely, blowing against her ear before speaking.

"I guess I was right."

Which was his weird way of saying he liked her. Despite everything, despite his better judgment, she had proven her worth to him today. Maybe she wasn't such a coward after all.

And without much else thought he closed the gap between them, kissing her, softer than he had before.

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She didn't fight the instinctual moan of relief that escaped her as he lips touched hers, and she held onto his shoulders, her mind swimming, electricity crackling underneath her skin, desperate for an outlet. It was softer than before, and she wasn't surprised either, her urgent response immediate and without thought. It wasn't long before she'd grabbed his hair and pressed herself against him, as close as she could get.

When it ended she was breathless, just like in those cheesy romantic movies she sneered at and secretly wished would happen to her, with maybe a bit more blood and gore. And it was happening to her, she thought giddily, a mischievous smirk sliding over her lips as she gazed up at him.

"I have to get rid of it," she said thickly, and moved away from his embrace, turning back only to take out the pills from her pocket and offer them up.

At this point, she didn't even care if he took them or not, as long as she could be with him.

"They're not going to kill you, you know," she said. "If they wanted to, you'd be dead already. Thugs like Jesse they just keep around to poke and prod. But you... I'd bet on my life they have plans for you."

Elle played dumb a lot. But contrary to her Dad's beliefs, she knew how The Company operated. She knew not killing Sylar immediately was odd. Hell, they'd sent her to look over him. It was very likely they had ulterior motives.

"You should know if you're going to play along for awhile longer."

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He couldn't help but groan out in response as she grabbed his hair and pulled him closer. The electricity tickled his skin more than anything else. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed as she pulled away from him.

He shook his head as she held out the pills. After using his powers again...he couldn't imagine willingly repressing them once more. He could pretend he was still taking them, but it would be a comfort to himself to know they were there.

His expression darkened as she talked about The Company's plans. "I'm not going to stick around to be their pawn, Elle. I don't care if they have plans for me, because I have no intention on sticking around long enough to find them out."

He wouldn't leave today, he had given his word, and for whatever reason, he had decided to keep it. But he was only going to stay a few more days, at the most.

"So," He continued in a matter of fact tone. "You can either come with me when I leave, or stay here. The choice is yours Elle, but I'm not going to be a prisoner for much longer."

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She pocketed the pills with a shrug at his denial and stood over Jesse's corpse, snapping her attention back at his question. She blinked--once, twice--a surging emotion bubbling up in her. It took her a moment before she realized it was pure unadulterated hope.

Of course he wouldn't play the pawn, she knew. Not without a motive or an endgame. It just wasn't in his M.O., and neither was taking partners--hence her surprise at his offer.

"Really?" she blurted out, shocked. "You'd take me with you?"

Leave her daddy? The Company? The only thing she knew? Her entire miserable life, for him?

Was it even a question that she would?

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"I wouldn't offer if I didn't mean it, but I can always take it back if you'd like." He commented with a cheeky grin. He was in a good mood. Things were looking up. He just had to plan how to get to that Adam person--God, the idea of that power made him practically giddy--and then he had no other reason to stay in this place.

"But you can't get in my way. We'll be on the road most of the time, it's not like we're going to settle down someplace or something. But you've proven to me that you can hold you own...and with some of the more powerful people I might come against, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have backup."

It was true, he didn't like taking partners. It was much...easier being on his own, and yet he didn't have desire to retract the offer. He couldn't quite understand it himself.

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"Yes," she hissed.

She didn't care about traveling everywhere, she wanted out of this hellhole and she could (try) to stay out of the way, real easy.

She momentarily forgot about the cooling corpse and tackled Sylar, throwing her arms around his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist. She pulled back and started muttering excitedly. "I don't know when Noah's coming back but his partner's this Haitian prick that turns off powers when he's around and it's a pain in the ass so if you want Adam's powers you should do it now. I'm the only agent here except for Eden right now--OH--you'd like her power, it's persuasion and it's a real fucker--if you ever use it on me I'll make you pay."

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He stumbled a little in surprise as she tackled him, bringing his hands around her waist to support her, placing bloody hand prints on her clothes.A nagging part of him wondered if he was going to regret this course of action later. Probably.

"But you see," A knowing grin spread across his lips. "Once I have Adam's power, you won't be able to kill me. Sure, it'll hurt...but what was it you said before?" He paused for effect. "I'll get used to it."

He held her up for another moment or two, enjoying the closeness of her before setting back down onto the ground. "But if time's limited, I better get started now."

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Elle was pretty sure the grin on her face was permanent. "As long as it hurts," she bit out playfully as he lowered her to the ground. She wasted no time in grabbing his hand and leading him out, blowing out the cameras on the way. "We'll have to stop at the security room too," she rambled out. "To destroy the tapes unless you want anyone to know how you take powers."

She had no doubt he'd probably put two and two together there on what she had been thinking before. She just hoped he wouldn't get mad.

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He made his way down the hall, carefully checking for that other agent Elle had mentioned. Last thing he wanted was for them to be taken by surprise. Not when things were going so well.

"Why don't you go destroy the tapes while I take care of Adam." He paused for a moment. "Or did you want to watch me work again?"

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She stopped and turned around towards him, beaming. "I wanna watch," she admitted excitedly. "Why would I want to miss out on all that fun?"

She couldn't wait to see the look on Adam's smug face. Quickly, she turned back, making the way to their destination.

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He couldn't help but chuckle softly. She seemed as excited as he was for this power. Maybe even more so.

Quickly enough, they arrived at Adam's cell. He didn't even wait for Elle to unlock it. Instead he twisted his hand, forcing the door open. It was so nice to be able to do that again.

Adam looked up from where he was sitting, blinking a little. "Did you break him out, Elle?" He feigned a hurt look. "You always refused when I asked you."

Sylar merely smirked, using his telekinesis to pin the man to the wall. He was practically giddy. Of all the powers, this was one he wanted the most. And now he wouldn't have to hunt down the stupid blonde cheerleader to get it. He brought his finger up and began cutting into the man's man forehead. As soon as the incision was made he flipped his fingers to pull the scalp off so it wouldn't heal back up.

What surprised him as he approached the man was that even though his head was ripped open, he was still conscious. How fascinating.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

"You just didn't have that je ne sais pas," Elle informed Adam with a simper. She walked into the room with timed clicks of her heels, and leaned forward, examining his sliced skull. "Tell me when it hurts."

"Ooo," Adam mocked. "Ah, ow."

But Elle knew pain when she heard it, and his voice was fresh with it.

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"This is fascinating," Sylar spoke in an almost reverent voice as he carefully looked through Adam's brain. "I've never had a victim be alive for the process before." He looked carefully. "His brain...it seems different than the others. I wonder if it has the same sort of capacity. You know, most people don't even use ten percent of their brains." He sighed almost wistfully. "Imagine what we could do with a hundred? What sort of answers we could fin-"

But he stops midsentence before he's found it. He absorbs the power, shuddering in delight as it became a part of him. He then stood up, grinning broadly at hell.

"I want you to shock me as hard as you can."

Might as well test how good the healing was. Once they were done, maybe he would remember to put Adam's scalp back on.

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"My pleasure," she answered and unleashed on him, concentrating the blast to only him. His clothes burned, the room filled with white light, and Elle couldn't see it, but she knew his skin was turning black and red and pretty colors.

It was short, but it was hard, and she pulled back to watch with waiting eyes as his destroyed skin mended up.

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He cried out loudly in pain as the blast of electricity went through him. It signed and burnt, and he could smell his own dead skin in the air. But then almost instantly, his skin began to knit itself back together. There wasn't any lasting damage. It was a great feeling.

He glanced down to where Adam was still on the ground, brain exposed, and he had an idea. He bent back down and motioned for Elle. "I want to try something out."

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"What?" she asked curiously, coping his movements.

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He grabbed one of her hands and placed it against the special part of Adam's brain. "I want to see if it would be possible to transfer it to you too."

After all, if she was traveling with him...she could be a liability when people come after them. It was worth a shot to try.

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"Huh?" she gasped out in surprise. Take Adam's powers? Take anyone's powers? She felt the icky membrane of Adam's brains under her fingertips and looked at Sylar in alarm--would it work? Never dying and regenerating would be pretty cool; she wouldn't deny that, and she was amazed he even wanted to share it with her.

She wanted it to work. For some reason, if it didn't, she was afraid Sylar would think less of her. She would certainly feel less about herself.

She tore her eyes from his and closed them, trying to concentrate, her fingers nimbly pressing into the blood-soaked brain matter. She waited for it, for that shudder of delight, but it never came.

"It's not working," she hissed out through clenched teeth, and shot her eyes open when Adam laughed quietly. She snapped, shocking his exposed brains and feeling a little invigorated as it sizzled before healing and Adam jerked on a hoarse scream. "We don't have to give you your scalp back, you know," she spat at him.

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Sylar frowned at her words. Not that he was surprised, necessarily. But it had been worth a shot. There was only one other thing to try. He wasn't entirely sure why he wanted this to work so badly, but he did nonetheless.

He placed his hand over hers to see if maybe that would accelerate the process. His dark eyes watched her carefully, waiting for any signs that it might be working or not.

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She felt horrible at his frown, but when his palm touched the back of her hand, she felt a rush of determination. He wanted her to try again, so she would. She steeled herself and closed her eyes, letting his fingers guide her to the right spot.

She let out a shaky sigh and waited, thinking about the gentle warmth of his hands on hers and the steadiness of his breath--and then she felt... a tingle, but it wasn't from Adam--it was from Sylar. Like he'd shocked her a little, without the pain, but that just... wasn't... possible.

Her eyes snapped open and she looked to their hands and back at him in awe. "You just did something," she said in disbelief.

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He looked at both of their hands in confusion. "...It almost felt like I shocked you...but that's not possible. You're still alive."

Which was kind of stating the obvious, but still needed to be said. How could be possibly of shocked her without killing her? It didn't make any sense.

He pulled his hand away from hers, only so he could expect it more closely. As he rubbed his fingers together, he could see small bits of static blue electricity come up.

But that didn't make any sense.