"Good." Jack knew that Sylar hadn't needed to hear that word but he said it anyway. The sink was splashed with pink and these clothes were going to have to go. "You'll have to find a new name for yourself then. Sylar is a murderer."

But this boy didn't have to be. It might get hard to have two Gabriels but hey, Jack could call this one Junior. The thought tickled him just a little. And the boy might end up going home anyway.

"But that can be for later. You stay here and I'll get you something to wear." Not that they had a whole lot of things laying around for kids--