The next day as Meghan was making breakfast, the phone rang. Meghan ignored it. Soon the answering machine picked up. There was a sigh, followed by Gabriel's voice. "Meghan, please. It's Gabriel. I'm sorry. Are you mad at me? Can I-"
Meghan heard it cut off. It was followed by Jakob's voice saying. "Hello?" She rushed around the corner to see Jakob with the phone. When he saw her, he instantly ran to his room and locked the door. She chased after him. She could hear him through the door. "This is Jakob. Yeah. Did you make mummy sad? What happened? Yes I am." She heard him giggle before replying, "Like she and daddy always did? Mummy said she woved daddy. Does she wove you? I think she does. Do you wove her? How come she got mad at you, then? No I'm not. You can tell me. Pwease."
"Jakob!" Meghan called through the door, although she was crying. Jakob was talking to someone other than her. It was a miracle. She didn't think he would ever talk to someone outside the family again.
"Yeah. No. Because I'm talking to you. I can talk to you. Because, you wemind me of my daddy. Yeah huh. Yeah huh. Yeah huh." She heard him giggle. "Yeah huh. I miss my daddy. Maybe, if you were my daddy, I wouldn't be as sad."
"Jakob." Meghan said sharply. "Give me the phone, right now!"
"Because, I don't want to give her the phone. So." She heard him say.
"Jake, honey. Can he hear me?" She asked him.
"Yeah!" Jakob called through the door.
"Gabriel! I'm sorry! He locked himself in his room." She called through the door.
"Did you know I'm special? Did you know mummy is special? Did you know daddy was special? Are you special? The man who made daddy go away was special. Why did he do it? It made me and mommy sad. Did he know it made us sad?"
Meghan couldn't take it. She grabbed the handle and froze it. It broke off and she was able to push the door open. Jakob was sitting on his bed. "Oh no!" He gasped. "Do you want to talk to mummy? Okay." He held it up to Meghan. She took it and hesitantly put it next to her ear.
Switch over to Sylar's point of view of phone call
"Hello?" He heard someone answer the phone. It wasn't Meghan, though.
"Who is this?" He asked.
"This is Jakob."
"Jakob?" He asked.
"Yeah. Did you make mummy sad?"
"I think I did." Sylar replied.
"What happened?"
"I think you're not old enough to understand." Sylar replied.
"Yes I am."
Sylar laughed at his stubbornness. All right then. "She kissed me."
He heard him giggle. "Like her and daddy always did?"
"Probably."
"Mummy said she woved daddy. Does she wove you?"
"I don't know." Sylar replied, itching his head. Was he really having this conversation with a six year old?
"I think she does. Do you wove her?"
Sylar didn't know how to answer. "Yes." He answered, for the heck of it.
"How come she got mad at you, then"
"I think you're too young to understand." Sylar told him.
"No I'm not."
"Yes. You are." Sylar replied, sternly.
"You can tell me. Pwease."
"Jakob!" Sylar blinked when he heard Meghan.
"Was that your mom?" He asked Jakob.
"Yeah."
"Why can't I talk to her?" Sylar asked.
"Because I'm talking to you." Jakob replied.
"I though you couldn't talk." Sylar said.
"I can talk to you."
"Why me?" Sylar asked.
"Because, you wemind me of my daddy."
"Uh huh." Sylar replied.
"Yeah huh."
"Uh huh." Sylar replied, stubbornly.
"Yeah huh."
"Uh huh."
"Yeah huh."
"Uh huh."
"Yeah huh."
"Uh huh." Sylar heard him giggle on the other line. He probably thought this little games was amusing.
"Yeah huh. I miss my daddy. Maybe if you were my daddy, I wouldn't be as sad."
Sylar became quiet.
"Jakob!" He heard Meghan reply, sharply. She obviously didn't like him saying that. "Give me the phone, right now!"
"Why won't you give her the phone?" Sylar asked Jakob.
"Because, I don't want to give her the phone."
"You should." Sylar told him.
"So." Jakob replied.
"Jake, Honey. Can he hear me?" Sylar heard Meghan.
"Yes, I can." Sylar told Jakob.
"Yeah!" He heard Jakob yell.
"Gabriel! I'm sorry! He locked himself in his room!" He heard her yell.
Sylar chuckled. "Did you know I'm special?" Jakob asked.
"Yes."
"Did you know mummy is special?"
"Yes." Sylar replied.
"Did you know daddy was special?"
"Yes." Sylar replied again.
"Did you know the man who made my daddy go away is special?"
"Yes." Sylar answered, smiling.
"Why did he do it?"
"I don't know." Sylar lied.
"It made me and mummy sad. Did he know it made us sad?"
"He probably didn't at the time." Sylar replied, truthfully.
Sylar heard movement on the other line before he heard Jakob say, "Oh no!"
"What?" Sylar asked.
"Do you want to talk to mummy?"
"Yes."
"Okay."
Sylar heard movement again before, "Hello?"
"Meghan? Jakob can talk!" Sylar said.
"I know! Gabriel? I'm sorry I kissed you."
Sylar was quiet for a moment before saying, "I'm not."
"Do you think…" Meghan trailed off.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Tell me." Sylar demanded.
"Do you think Bryan is mad at me?"
"He probably wants you to move on." Sylar told her.
The story has only begun.