Lately, when conversing with Sylar, I've taken to telling little fairy tales. Normally I'm not much of a story teller, that's usually Gabriel's department, but Sylar seems to like them, so... here we are.

( Blackberries )

( Birthday )

( The Tea Party )

I don't even know what day it is.

We broke Gabriel out of Level 5, relatively without incident... so far. who knows what the next several days will bring?

He doesn't remember me, or Gabrielle. He doesn't remember himself. Or anything, really, though who knows.

But we have him back. He's alive, relatively unscathed.

What in God's name do I do now?

I suspect Gabrielle might know a bit of why I'm so...

You see someone who reminds you of someone you care for, and you want to try to see them happy.

Gabriel reminds me of my husband. I want to see him happy. Gabriel thinks that killing people and taking their abilities will make him happy. Nothing I can say is likely to dissuade him from that idea.

This person who is supposed to be a monster- does Gabrielle do the same?- created a special watch to keep me safe in a dangerous world. I can't do the same for him. I would if I could. If I could save him, I'd do just about anything, but I'm years too late.

Gabriel, I miss you. You must be angry and worried sick. There's a man here who looks and behaves a great deal like you, but it's hardly the same. I was so happy in our life, but I never realized just how idyllic and perfect it really was until I started speaking to the others. One Gabriel lives in a world filled with horrors I can barely understand, and there's a boy who lives in some monstrous totalitarian future.

I need to speak with you about the boy in particular.

I am terrified, not knowing what's going on in the world you're in. What if it's just as bad as the Gabriel who was brought here, or Sanjog's?

Please be safe.