2007-10-05: Face To Face

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Summary: Elena goes try and get some answers out of the horse's mouth…without said horse putting her to sleep and giving her amnesia in the morning.

Date It Happened: October 5th, 2007

Face To Face


Winters Apartment, Somewhere in New York City

One work emergency down, a few more to go.. but under doctor's orders, Ben's staying home. At least for now. He's been told off once, doesn't really want that again, but he's got some work he can do from home. (Truth be told, the down time is a little nice.) But first thing Monday? He's determined to be back at the office. Until then, Benjamin's enjoying being able to relax.

Relaxation might be something that might not be happening today depending on how this plays out. There's a knock on the door. While it's been a while since she's made a house call like this, but she didn't know who else to ask that was accessible to her. It wasn't like she could ask Peter Noah's number….he'll ask her why, and then she'd have to explain herself. Besides, this was something she needed to do by herself. Should the door open, Elena lifts her head, her face mostly obscured by the New York Rangers baseball cap she was wearing. Her hoodie looks a little damp - it had been drizzling a bit outside. Hopefully he won't close the door on her face.

At the knock on the door, Benjamin pushes himself up from his comfortable position on the couch and heads to check through the peephole. Frowning a little at the obscured face that he sees, he cautiously opens the door, then appears faintly surprised, "Elena? Is something wrong?" Seeing as the younger Gomez hasn't visited in ages.

"I'll try not to take up too much of your time, Mr. Winters." As always, Elena's polite - it's the way her father raised her. She steps inside the apartment, waiting for the door to close before she says anymore. Once he's done with that, she steps out of the little area leading out of the doorway, removing her cap and pulling it around backwards on her head so she could see Benjamin's face a little more clearly. She hesitates, sliding her hands in her pockets. "I saw you yesterday…." she says, emphasizing her words carefully. "When that incident happened back at the cafe." I know you work for them. She doesn't say that out loud, but she was Ramon's firstborn. Father and daughter were close.

Benjamin shuts the door behind Elena and gestures for her to have a seat, seeing as he's settling back down on the sofa. "No worries, I wasn't doing much of anything." His brows raise a little at Elena's line of questioning here. "Okay, there seemed to be a lot of people there at the cafe." He doesn't volunteer any information, even if it's safe to assume Ramon gave her information about who he works for now.

"A few." Benjamin. Two women she doesn't recognize. Kitty. Sharon. Peter….Elle and Sylar, who Elena honestly didn't know was Sylar until Peter told her when he took her home. "Thanks," she murmurs, when he gestures for her to sit down. She does, sliding her small bag onto the ground and linking her fingers together. She leans forward a bit, elbows on her knees. "Something happened to some of us. Everything just went a little crazy. Peter almost went…" She leaves her own thing out of it. "Do you know what happened? I'm not…" She pauses. "I'm not asking you to tell me everything or even tell me….what you're doing for them now. I just…I want to know what the hell happened that caused everybody's…thing to go crazy. I just need to know what to look for so I can avoid it. I don't want to be a danger to the public. None of us do."

"I know what happened, and steps are being taken to see that it doesn't happen again," Benjamin says flat out to Elena. Looks like the Company is doing a number on the man. "Everyone lost control of their abilities yesterday because of one person. An innocent person who, like me, had no idea of what it is they can do, let alone having control over it." Wincing as he moves a little on the sofa, he keeps eye contact on Elena, "Yesterday was sort of a double edged sword. This person created a potential disaster, but because of this I was able to prevent it from happening. I'm sorry the impromptu nap was necessary."

It had been crowded mind, but he wasn't that close to her or Peter - he must have been standing a bit away. Only a few short months ago he couldn't control it. Elena remembers that conversation, she visited him with cake when they ended up talking about it. She's also a little surprised that he's being somewhat upfront with her. What did he mean? The person might have caused a disaster, but without it he might not have been able to do what he did. Benji saved everyone that day. "Don't be sorry…it had to be done. Thank you," she tells him simply. "…I won't ask who it is. But what did you mean that if it wasn't for what happened, you couldn't have..?"

"This person, the ability they have, let's just say it was why everyone's power went out of control." Benjamin of course is not going to say more than that. Sasha's file is more than a little confidential. "Do you want something to drink?," he asks as he slowly pushes himself up from the sofa. "Don't thank me, I'm not affected by my own ability, which left me in the position to act. I did what anyone else would have in my place." In other words, no big deal. "My control has gotten better, but alone, I'm not /that/ good with it."

"So that person….what happened….made you better at it? Stronger?" Elena says, and she shakes her head. "No thanks, Mr. Winters. I don't intend to stay too long. I know….conflict of interest and all that. I don't want any trouble. I just want to know enough so I can keep my head above the water. Like I said, I don't want to be dangerous." Which is true, and she glances a little bit on her hands. "I don't think anyone really wants to be, if they're honestly a good person." She frowns when she sees the way he moves. He's moving so slowly. And while he's his father's age, he's not that old. "Are you alright? I didn't mean….you're not moving around so well."

"You could say that," Benjamin says as he gets into his fridge. He returns to the living room with a can of a soda. He settles back down on the couch and pops open the can. "Don't worry about the other day. It's taken care of." He really doesn't want to think about that child anymore than he has to. Poor kid. "And you're not dangerous, at least, I don't think you are." if you are, you might wanna run. Just kidding. But seriously. "It's alright. Just had a little bit of surgery the other day."

"I like to think I'm not. Like I said…I just want to know enough to be able to take care of myself and my own." Elena leans back a bit on her seat, watching him. "Besides, I'm not exactly what I call intimidating." She looks a little alarmed when he said he just had surgery. "Surgery?" she says, looking over at him now. "You're not….it wasn't serious, was it?" Serious? Permanent? She can't tell just by looking at him…but with a push of her ability she can sense the pain.

"Most any ability can be dangerous when in the wrong hands," Benjamin says dourly. It's something he's seen up close and personal. The world's gotten a lot less fluffy bunny in a scant few months for him. "I think you're as intimidating as I am. Grr." He takes a drink of the soda, not speaking for a few moments as he catches his breath after something so simple. "Sylar stabbed me last week. It was serious, but others were hurt far worse. I can't go into detail."

He's changed, Elena's watching him as he talks. It was almost like talking to a different person, but he's not doing anything bad really. He let her in his house, and they're just talking. And for the most part, she was honest. She didn't want to come across anything like that again, not when her powers almost made Peter worse. When he mentioned that he was stabbed by Sylar, she frowns. "I didn't even know….that the guy yesterday -was- Sylar. I heard of him but…never saw a picture of him or anything. I hope you get better soon." There is a pause, and she hesitates. "Have you talked to Papa lately?" she asks him.

Benjamin nods his head, "I should be. It'll just take some time to heal up. I got treated pretty quickly." All things considered. As for Sylar.. "Nobody ever should have even of heard of that guy. Hopefully no one will have to be haunted by him again," he says, just sounding tired as he takes another drink of his soda. "I haven't heard from Ramon in a few weeks. It's been kind of hectic on my end. Which makes me a bad friend in a way." He gives a small smile at this, that doesn't have much humor to it.

"That's not true. Papa trusts you," Elena tells Benjamin, and she shakes her head a little bit. "Besides, with what he does now, he's busy too. But at least you two still talk once in a while." She knows that they did, Ramon told her. Thankfully however, her father hasn't been touched….none of her family has. She just has to be really careful. "Are you….going to be okay?" Her voice is quiet at the last, the changes on the man before her finally sinking in. The mild mannered accountant was still there, somewhere.

Benjamin smiles again at Elena, this time something more heartfelt. "I'll be fine. It's just been a rough week. You got to experience some of it. I need to call your dad. I could use a night out and do nothing but talk. Maybe drink.. once I'm off pain killers." He raises a hand, tousling it in the curly hair that's getting a bit on the long side. "I hope I continue to keep his trust. Ramon's a good guy to know. You're a great family."

She laughs, and glances down at her hands a bit. "Yeah. In any case I'm glad you guys have Sylar. I'm hoping….he won't get out ever again. Suppose I can't convince you guys to just bury him in a bunker somewhere underground in Antarctica and toss away the key and conveniently forget about him, huh?" Would that even stop him? She doesn't know much about Sylar, she doesn't know what he can do, save for Telekinesis, and lightning now, and the power to learn other people's abilities. "But I'm glad you're okay." She's careful not to ask any more questions about his job. But what she got was enough. Truth be told she was a little nervous coming here, but at least they can keep up a conversation. "And thanks…Papa thinks you're a great guy too. Otherwise….he wouldn't keep coming to you for stuff." There's a pause. "I should go and let you get some rest. Do you need anything from the kitchen I can get for you on the way out?"

"I hope he never gets out again as well. If I have to practice putting people in a coma on him, I will." Benjamin says this with a sense of determination. Elena's request makes him laugh. "You're close enough." But he doesn't go into detail. Oh Sylar's gonna be underground somewhere alright. "Thanks Elena. I'm glad it wasn't worse than it was." He shakes his head as he pushes up from the couch, "Nah. I'm good. I just have to take it easy and enjoy the free time for a few days." The world hasn't stopped turning! "I wanna give your dad a call soon."

"I'll let him know you want to talk to him," Elena says, standing up. "Maybe he'll call you. He has a secretary who does that for him….but that's only because for some reason he can't figure out what all the buttons do in his new phone in the office." She can't help but grin at that. There is a pause, but she stands up from the couch. "I'm glad you're okay, Mr. Winters. I didn't know….about the surgery. I hope you get better soon. I'll see myself out, and thanks for telling me what you could." She gives him a wave, and moves to head for the door unless he stops her for one reason or another.

Benjamin waves his hand dismissively as he walks Elena the short distance to his door. "It's okay. Like I said, it just happened this week and I haven't had much of a chance to go around and say 'hey! I've had surgery!'" At least he's seemingly in better spirits now. "Thanks for the get well and all. You're welcome. I'm sorry I can't tell you more, but just know the situation's under control now." And hopefully will stay that way.

"It's okay. I….right now I wouldn't want to know too much anyway," Elena says. "Like I said, I don't want any trouble - just enough to keep my head above the water." She lets him open the door for her, and she gives him a more cheerful smile. She reaches out to touch his forearm lightly, bleeding away the pain….but the power is subtle enough that he hopefully won't notice until later. "I'm glad you're okay and you got both…those people under control." Now she just hopes they're NOT keeping the other person and Sylar in the same place together. "Get some rest, okay? Concentrate on feeling better." With a wave and a smile, she turns to head down the hall and out of Benjamin's apartment.

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