Abors Mixed with Curb Pins
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Title: Abors Mixed with Curb Pins
Characters/Pairing: Gabriel, Sylar, Brian Davis. Hint of Unrequited!Sylar love for Gabriel?
Set: Season One, "Six Months Ago."
Rating/Warning: Murder, mental disorder, induced amnesiac repression, angst. Technical Watch Stuff.
Summary: Gabriel did it. He just thinks Sylar did.
A/N: Started as prompt "Bi-Polar" for Mental Illness table. I didn't have many sources to draw on. Can be a stand alone or follow on from "Depression": http://paradoxii.livejournal.com/5439.html#cutid1
It turns out Sylar doesn’t need to fix Gabriel, because he fixes himself.
He pretends to, at any rate.
He gets out of bed after two hours, stops crying. He washes and re-dresses and has something to eat, knocks back two cups of coffee, despite the fact he’s never drunk one in his life before.
He goes to his shop, picks up a watch and starts to fix it. Works on it for two minutes and puts it down, stands and closes all the blinds so he’s left in darkness. He giggles. He picks up a different watch this time and pulls it apart, gets distracted and leaves the pieces scattered.
Sylar creeps to the front of his head, and Gabriel starts to talk to him. He tells him just how glad he is that Sylar’s there, just how special it makes both of them. How they’re going to do something amazing, in their watch shop, how they’re the most amazingly special people who only need each other.
Gabriel’s hands fly over the pieces as he strips watches apart, and puts the pieces in an order that even Sylar can’t see a pattern in. He puts pallet jewel with set lever, checkspring with cannon pinion, arbor with curb pins.
Gabriel’s hands suddenly fly out as he grabs the phone and dials, and he gabbles down the handset to Brian Davies. Sylar watches words spilling out of his mouth, and Gabriel has to bite on his knuckle to try and hold back more giggles.
He hangs up and stands, brushes some pieces off the desk and lets them splatter onto the floor, splashing tiny cogs over the carpet and letting some fall into shadows. He steps over them and walks over to the mirror, pokes at his reflection.
He tries to drag Sylar out, but Sylar grabs hold of the inside of his skull and won’t let go. He catches a hold of their new crack, their new disorder that’s starting splitting Gabriel up further, a bi-polar split like a double edged knife embedded through him.
Sylar thinks the split is letting him leak into Gabriel this time, because he’s reckless and ruthless now. He giggles as Sylar resists the pull, and he’s too hyped looking in the mirror and resting a hand against the cool surface, like that’ll help him catch hold of Sylar.
Brian Davies appears minutes later, and he’s greeting by the smiling watchmaker who tells him he is Gabriel Sylar.
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Gabriel wakes up in his bed that night, twitching with energy and irritation. He sits up and lets his eyes adjust to the dark, blinks and looks down at his hands. The fingers are darker, and he flicks on the light to see they’re a deep red stain.
Sylar jumps as he hears Gabriel start to cry.
“What did you do?!”
He throws himself to the front of Gabriel’s head and sees his bloody fingers. For the first time, he slips down and lets the hands become his own, slowly closes the fingers over their palms. Gabriel jerks as two telekinetic hands grasp gently onto his face, and it almost feel like real skin against his own.
Gabriel did it, Sylar thinks as he stares at their hands and continues to hold Gabriel’s face with a telekinetic power. He has telekinesis. They have it. Gabriel got them telekinesis.
“What did you do?” Gabriel whispers again, opens his fingers against Sylar’s will, and the touch retreats.
Sylar understands it immediately, and he knows what he’s got to do.
“I killed him,” he tells Gabriel. “I took over and killed him.”
Gabriel’s tears catch in his throat. “I hate you.”
He lays down and stares at the ceiling, and the light flicks out without a touch.
“I hate you,” he says again to the dark.
Sylar hides in his head and tries not to cry at his own lie.
Additional A/N: Aparently Bi-Polar symptoms can include Hypomania, an increased level of energy, amusment, easily distracted, impaired judgment, substance abuse, risk taking, aggressive behaviour and delusions of granduer. It even spreads to physcosis, a break with reality; Gabriel can not accept he killed Brian, so represses the memory and blames Sylar, who agrees to protect him.