2007-04-23: Stalker Calls

Starring:

Elle_icon.gif Peter_icon.gif Jane_icon.gif

Summary: Peter tries to call his girlfriend when she doesn't come home and ends up becoming a stalker. Shortly afterward, Jane makes contact with Elle and is angered by what she learns, not to mention being accused of working with the younger Petrelli brother.

Date It Happened: April 23rd, 2007

Stalker Calls


PHONE

PHONE: You dial the number 283-4658. It begins to ring.

PHONE: The other end answers, "Hello?"

PHONE: Peter has a worried tone to his voice, though it may not even be recognized, "Elle? Are you okay?"

PHONE: Elle sounds confused, and a bit annoyed; this is her private cell, and not many people have this number. "I'm fine. Who is this?"

PHONE: Peter sounds confused, on the other hand, pulling the phone away from his mouth to check the number he's speaking to. Yes, he dialed the right one. "It's Peter? I— I was waiting for you to come home. I thought you might have gone to the library or something to do— What's going on?" From the tone, it's almost as if he asked 'Is this some kind of joke?' instead.

PHONE: Elle's voice certainly doesn't sound like it's a joke. "Whoever you are, I think you've got the wrong number." she says, impatiently.

PHONE: Peter pauses in silence for a time, taking in a slow breath. Finally, voice nearly a whisper, he asks one last thing, "Elle Bishop?"

PHONE: Elle is back to being confused, though still annoyed, clearly. "Yes, Elle Bishop. How did you get this number?"

PHONE: Peter sounds rather strained, "You /gave it to me!/" The tone softens when he adds on, in a statement, not a question, "You don't remember me." With his voice dropping, he sounds more stunned than confused now, disbelief, horror, and some kind of terrified sadness. "Did your father do this?"

PHONE: Elle's voice moves to suspicious. "No one has done anything. Don't call this number again."

PHONE: The phone call has been ended by the other person.

PHONE: You dial the number 283-4658. It begins to ring.

PHONE: The other end answers, "Hello?"

PHONE: Peter obviously called again, and by this time, he sounds panicked, over emotional, voice shaking, "Don't hang up on me, please, you have to listen, check your phone calls, I'd called you yesterday."

PHONE: Elle lets out an exasperated sigh. There's a moment's pause, and then she says "Sorry, BZZT. Game over, thank you for playing, but you get a lovely consolation prize." Of course they blanked her call logs, and removed Peter's number from her phonebook. They are professionals, after all.

PHONE: Peter lets off a soft sound, almost like someone strangled him. "They— they took your locket and your ring too, didn't they?"

PHONE: Elle has the annoyed voice again. "I don't wear a lot of jewelry. Thanks. Look, I don't know what kind of stalker fixation you have, but the only way you could have got this number is going through records you shouldn't have. Which means you know what's going to happen as soon as my father finds out. And then if there's anything left of you once he's done, I get what's left." Her assumption, of course, is that it's someone from the Company.

PHONE: Peter lets off a sharp inhale and then says softly, voice changing to a different kind of pain. "Right. Your father. Guess I'll be talking to him soon." That part almost sounds angry, almost like a threat even, but that could just be the tension. "Elle…" his voice breaks at this point, before he takes another breath and rushes before she hangs up on him, "I love you. If you've forgot everything else, remember that."

PHONE: Elle says nothing for a long moment. There's a long silence, and then the click of a hangup.

PHONE: The phone call has been ended by the other person.


PHONE: You dial the number 283-3553. It begins to ring.

PHONE: The other end answers, "Hello?"

PHONE: Jane says, "Elle. Jane here."

PHONE: Elle sounds a little miffed. "Jane who?"

PHONE: Jane chuckles softly. "Very funny, Elle. You brought me breakfast twice and shoes once, I gave you an iPod and we were just watching movies at my place the day before yesterday."

PHONE: Elle says, "Fuck, what is this, night of the psychos? Are you with that other stalker? Believe me, I'm happy to add more people to the asskicking list as soon as I get back in."

PHONE: Jane sounds shocked. "What stalker, Elle?" She goes silent for a few seconds, to think, before her voice comes through the line again. "Can you tell me what you did on the morning of the 22nd?"

PHONE: Elle sounds annoyed. "Right. Because my phone number got leaked and now I'm gonna give up classified info. This isn't my first day. But please, keep talking. The longer you do, the more likely they'll find out where you are."

PHONE: Jane lets out her breath in a slow, sad sigh, as inside her the anger of realization builds. "You don't remember me at all." It's not a question, but a statement. "Elle, you don't remember me, but… I believe if you think about it, you may not remember anything at all about the morning of the 22nd, even if you won't admit it."

PHONE: Elle sounds even more vexed. "Look. Find someone else to pester, already. *mutters as she moves the phone further away* "I am SO getting my number changed…"

PHONE: The phone call has been ended by the other person.

As soon as Elle hangs up on her, Jane sinks heavily into a chair and rests her head in her hands. It's a place she's been herself, recently. And she's not surprised to have been hung up on, even after mentioning a specific date, believing if memory of her is gone Elle will maybe think about it and realize there's a hole in her memory of that morning. The anger builds. It has to come out, and come out it does. Something that hasn't happened since her manifestation at Times Square takes place. Jane loses it, and before her there's soon a cloud of broken glass falling to the floor. Her apartment window is cracked, the television screen is toast, and various other glass items have bitten the dust too.

It's only after this venting that she goes into action. First: grab a bag and pack for a short time away from the apartment. Damned if she's going to be just sitting here or anywhere alone when the Eraserman comes for her. Second: make another call.

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