Company Pie Chapter 4
Title: Company Pie - Chapter 4
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 571
Spoilers/Warnings: Season 1 of Pushing Daisies and Seasons 1-2 of Heroes
Notes: A Pushing Daisies and Heroes Crossover. Chapters each take turns in their respective verses and storytelling styles. An unusual murder turns the Pie Hole Crew right into the path of the Company.
Mohinder Suresh stood behind the one way glass as Ned demonstrated his ability, scribbling furious notes. They'd been slowly moving up the food chain all day, flowers, fruit, insects, mice, and birds, reviving and killing them with a touch or letting them live only to have another die. This ability was unlike any he'd seen it's effect reaching far beyond the simple act and having an almost karmic effect. After Ned re-killed the small sparrow, he ran a hand down his face, "How long do I have to keep doing this?"
Mohinder pursed his lips and entered the small room, clipboard in hand, "That is enough for today."
"Today, you mean we're going to keep doing this?"
"Yes, pushing your ability to it's limits...we will have a cadaver brought in tom-"
"No!" Ned stood and waves his arms in front of him. "That's too much and too dangerous, it's a random proximity thing and anyone could die."
"What if it isn't random? What if you could concentrate and choose who would be the one to fall?"
Ned let out an exasperated sigh, "That's not how it works."
"We will only know if we try."
"You'll end up dead."
Mohinder clenched his jaw lightly, "How many times have you kept a human alive for longer than a minute?"
Ned looked him up and down, "That's none of your business..."
"Lonely tourist Charlotte Charles, friend of yours? A very dead friend of yours who is very much alive at this moment."
Ned opened his mouth to speak and shut it slowly, swallowing a lump in his throat, "This is not about her..."
"Then let's not make it about her, tell me how many people you kept alive?"
Ned knit his brow together and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Two... Chuck and my mother..."
Mohinder nodded and scribbled down the note, "That's all for today."
He grabbed the cart, setting the clipboard atop a cage with the alive again pigeon and wheeled it out of Ned's cell. Ned watched him go, "When can I leave?"
Mohinder paused, "When we're done with you."
Robert Bishop sat back at his desk and rubbed his forehead, the funeral was a fiasco. They had hoped Keysha would show up, and like clockwork she did, unfortunately that private investigator pushed her over the edge before they could grab her. A light knock on his office door and his daughter, Elle, walked in.
"How was it daddy?" She worried her bottom lip and walked over to his desk, hands behind her back.
"We lost Keysha and apparently was also narrowly missed reapprehending Monroe."
"Daddy you need to put me on the Monroe case, I promise I can bring him back." She smiled, her eyes wide.
"No Elle." Bob looked at her stone faced, "We have someone else on that assignment."
Elle huffed, "But Daddy..."
Bob raised his hand, "You already jeopardized this company with your actions against Agent Harris."
Elle sighed, "She helped him escape and you asked her to help bring him back, it was stupid! I merely eliminated our problem."
"You eliminated your problem."
Elle clenched her jaw and frowned, "Sorry Daddy."
Bob motions to the door, "I have work to do, and so do you."
Elle's shoulders dropped and she slowly turned on her heel, walking quietly out of his office. Why does her daddy always have to be so disappointed in her?
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 571
Spoilers/Warnings: Season 1 of Pushing Daisies and Seasons 1-2 of Heroes
Notes: A Pushing Daisies and Heroes Crossover. Chapters each take turns in their respective verses and storytelling styles. An unusual murder turns the Pie Hole Crew right into the path of the Company.
Mohinder Suresh stood behind the one way glass as Ned demonstrated his ability, scribbling furious notes. They'd been slowly moving up the food chain all day, flowers, fruit, insects, mice, and birds, reviving and killing them with a touch or letting them live only to have another die. This ability was unlike any he'd seen it's effect reaching far beyond the simple act and having an almost karmic effect. After Ned re-killed the small sparrow, he ran a hand down his face, "How long do I have to keep doing this?"
Mohinder pursed his lips and entered the small room, clipboard in hand, "That is enough for today."
"Today, you mean we're going to keep doing this?"
"Yes, pushing your ability to it's limits...we will have a cadaver brought in tom-"
"No!" Ned stood and waves his arms in front of him. "That's too much and too dangerous, it's a random proximity thing and anyone could die."
"What if it isn't random? What if you could concentrate and choose who would be the one to fall?"
Ned let out an exasperated sigh, "That's not how it works."
"We will only know if we try."
"You'll end up dead."
Mohinder clenched his jaw lightly, "How many times have you kept a human alive for longer than a minute?"
Ned looked him up and down, "That's none of your business..."
"Lonely tourist Charlotte Charles, friend of yours? A very dead friend of yours who is very much alive at this moment."
Ned opened his mouth to speak and shut it slowly, swallowing a lump in his throat, "This is not about her..."
"Then let's not make it about her, tell me how many people you kept alive?"
Ned knit his brow together and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Two... Chuck and my mother..."
Mohinder nodded and scribbled down the note, "That's all for today."
He grabbed the cart, setting the clipboard atop a cage with the alive again pigeon and wheeled it out of Ned's cell. Ned watched him go, "When can I leave?"
Mohinder paused, "When we're done with you."
Robert Bishop sat back at his desk and rubbed his forehead, the funeral was a fiasco. They had hoped Keysha would show up, and like clockwork she did, unfortunately that private investigator pushed her over the edge before they could grab her. A light knock on his office door and his daughter, Elle, walked in.
"How was it daddy?" She worried her bottom lip and walked over to his desk, hands behind her back.
"We lost Keysha and apparently was also narrowly missed reapprehending Monroe."
"Daddy you need to put me on the Monroe case, I promise I can bring him back." She smiled, her eyes wide.
"No Elle." Bob looked at her stone faced, "We have someone else on that assignment."
Elle huffed, "But Daddy..."
Bob raised his hand, "You already jeopardized this company with your actions against Agent Harris."
Elle sighed, "She helped him escape and you asked her to help bring him back, it was stupid! I merely eliminated our problem."
"You eliminated your problem."
Elle clenched her jaw and frowned, "Sorry Daddy."
Bob motions to the door, "I have work to do, and so do you."
Elle's shoulders dropped and she slowly turned on her heel, walking quietly out of his office. Why does her daddy always have to be so disappointed in her?