~Sylar~
"Well who wouldn't have?" my smile somewhat faded as I bookmarked my page and put it on top of the dresser next to the bed. I remembered that night, the car accident. Years ago, just driving back and someone didn't stop at a red light. A drunken college student I had later learned. Wonder what had gotten him back here of all places.
~Peter~
"Well, we're here now. Away from them, no one is going to hurt you. Not your parents, not the company, not Bennet, no one," I kissed her forehead lightly filled with sympathy. I hated that place and she had to endure all of that and then they brought up her traumatizing parents...quite an ordeal.