Pain. That's the first thing I noticed when consiousness found its way back into my body. I remember passing out from pain. That's all I could feel. Was pain. Everywhere, but the worst was in my right leg, where the wood used to be. Before the alien pulled it out.

I let out a low moan, unable to keep it in with my senses being overloaded with pain again. My hand made its way to my head and touched my temple where the first punch landed. Wait, my hand?

My eyes shot open at the newly discovered freedom to see familiar brown eyes staring back at me. I now realized that my head was laying in Maggie's lap again, just like when we first got here.

"Hey you, nice of you to join me. For the second time. That's two too many times for me." I felt her hand gently stroking my hair and it felt like heaven. I also realized that we were still in the plastic box with the two metal chairs still in here with us. I looked for the camera but no such luck, he must have taken it with him.

"Same Mags, same." I didn't even bother trying to sit up. Instead, I looked at Maggie's eyes. I could tell she had cried a little. "I'm fine, Maggie. Or I will be, when Kara finds us and we get out of this hellhole." I also noticed white wrapping around my leg where the most pain radiated from.

"Yea, the alien guy whose name is Sylar I found out, gave me some wrap to stop your leg bleeding, and I reset your nose the best I could while you were unconcious," my hands flew to my nose and confirmed it didnt hurt as much, and was straighter as she held up the leftover white wrap. "Cant have you dying on me, now can I?"

"Mags help me up," I knew to ask otherwise she would scold me for trying on my own. When we were sitting side by side, just like in the cement room, I noticed her bloody wrists. "Maggie your wrists are bleeding," and they were. Skin was peeled up and black and blue marks were forming. Most definitely from struggling against the restraints.

"Yea I know. I didn't exactly mean to, but when he was hitting you Alex, my world was crashing. I don't know if you can handle another round, because he said round two was gonna be worse. We have to find a way out of here. Now." As she talked I grabbed the wrap and put some on her wrists, careful not to put it on too tightly. When I finished, she stood up abruptly and walked over to the door.

"There's no way that you or I could take on Sylar alone without our weapons. It would be suicide," I argued.

"You're right Alex, but I don't know what to do. I can't keep watching him torture you!" She was yelling now and close to tears.

"Come sit with me Maggie," I patted the empty space next to me as she slid down the wall and I just asked her one thing. "Hold me." I didn't know what else to do. I slid into Maggie's arms as she wrapped them around me and thats what we did for awhile. I lost track of time as Maggie just played with my hair and I held onto her arms.

"You know, Danvers, when we get out of this we should get a dog. A big German Shepard."

"Can we name her Gertrude? And it will be a her, right?"

"Yea. And we will get out of this, Alex. You're going to be strong, you are going to pull through this and sooner than you know, we will be at the animal shelter finding us a Gertrude." For the first time since our captivity, she smiled at the thought.

I was just starting to relax again when the door burst open and in walked Sylar with his camera and tripod. He set it up in the corner next to Maggie and I, seeing us as no threat, before walking back out and leaving the door open. I sat up with Maggie's help and we both stood and started to walk towards the door when a booming voice scared us to a stop.

"Stay where you are and I won't hurt the Detective." Shit. Superhearing. We both froze and I had to remind myself to breath. "Sit in the chairs, I'll be right there." He said it so casually it seemed to him this was a game.

Maggie looked to me with a look telling me to sit down as she made her way to sit as well, not wanting anymore trouble if we can avoid it. I felt like I was at the dentists office, sitting down and waiting for Sylar.

"Now, Agent Danvers, I will give you a choice," he said walking into the room and over to the camera, turning it on. "Your choice is simple, do you like water or fire better?" My heart sunk. I knew what he was talking about. I could either be waterboarded or burnt with fire, which ever I choose. As I was thinking he started to tie Maggie up with zip ties.

"I don't like either." I wasn't gonna choose my torture, though the fire part was scaring me. This seemed to upset him because as soon as I said it he turned abruptly out of the room once more.

"Well then I will choose for you, and personally I like water better. That and if I burned you first before the waterboarding," he returned with a literal marble bathtub, carrying it like it was nothing, and set it down behind me. My breath caught in my throat, and it already felt like I couldn't breath. "The burns would be soothed by the cold, icy water. So I'm gonna freeze you, drown you, then burn you." He walked over to me, and just like before the beating, I looked to Maggie, fear obvious on my face.

"Kara, don't watch. Please dont," I requested, knowing this was gonna be bad. Sylar walked over to me and blocked my view of Maggie. When our eyes lost each other the panic began to really set in. I took a few breaths trying to calm myself. "Sylar when my sister comes for me, she's gonna take you in. And you will be locked in a cold, dark cell in the bottom-"

"Of what," he interupted, "The DEO?" He walked over to the camera and turned it off, staying there as he continued to speak obviously not wanting whatever he said to be on camera,"I can't wait. Because when Kara comes, I'm gonna kill you right before she can reach you. You'll go limp, broken in my arms just as she catches your dead body. Then she'll be so consumed by rage that she will come at me, kill me in front of hidden cameras I have in the warehouse that will go live as soon as they detect the kryptonian, then I will show the world what she is truly capable of. Without you, she will be nothing, sh wont want to live anymore, and her and I will be the same." He turned the camera back on before walking back over to me.

"Kara will never become like you," Maggie spoke up bravely, leaning forward inbher chair as far as the zip ties would allow,"because she will have me and Alex to help her through this. WhenKara gets here, like Alex said, she will defeat you, save both of us, and you're going to rot in a cell for a long time." I smiled at Maggie, proud of her outlook on the situation before my pride quickly turned into fear as I could feel Sylars expression turn into insane madness.

"What makes you think you're getting out of this alive either, Detective? You're expendable, replaceable, just like Winn and Mol-El and James Olsen." I tried to jump forward in my chair as he made his way towards Maggie and I could see the look in Maggies eyes. She wanted this to happen, to take the attention from me to her, take his anger away for now. That just simply wont work.

"Hey!" I shouted just as he was about to hit Maggie in the face with his beefy, rugged fist. "I bet your son was weak, to be defeated by Supergirl? I mean, come on!" I baited him away from Maggie, and he bit as at the last second before his dist made contact with Maggies face, he paused. It waa dead silent in the room, except for Sylars heavy breathing due to rage.

Maggie opened her eyes again, having them closed, clearly expecting the punch that never came. Before she looked to me and silently shook her head. She knew what I was doing. And there was nothing she could do to stop me because I was determined to see her unhurt.

"Dont talk about my son." Sylar turned to me, fists clenching and uncleching at his sides. I really got his attention. "Ya know what, Maggie Sawyer? Your girlfriend really needs to be taught a lesson about what not to say," he turned back to Maggie anf my heart shattered into two at his next words, "Now, hurting Alex was a way of punishing Kara, but you? Not that's punishing Alex. And her little comment put me in the mood for another beating session except Alex will have to wait for hers later, right now, Im gonna beat you to a bloody pulp to teach Agents Danvers here some respect."

Tears welled up in my eyes as he drew his fist back and swung at Maggies head, but I jumped up and grabbed his fist just as he was about to swing at her. Clearly not expecting me, I jumped on his arm which was the size of my legs, and tried to pull his fist back to weaken the blow. It worked, but not as good as I hoped it would as his fist still connected to Maggies temple and she was sent flying to the side, chair and all. It was almost in slow motion as her head met the ground painstakingly hard and bounced back up, only to fall back on the ground, limp.

Thats when all hell broke loose.