In Plain Sight ,chapter 2
Title: In Plain Sight, Chapter 2
Rating: R [Violence, language smut between Adam and Sylar, later Mylar fun]
Pairing: Sylar/Adam K., Sylar/Mohinder
Cross-over: Heroes/24
Characters: Adam Kauffman,Sylar, Mohinder, Tony Almeida, Chloe, Kim Bauer.
Spoilers: Season 1 of Heroes and some of season 2. No real 24 spoilers to speak of.
Word Count: 1,648
Summary: Adam Kauffman is back at CTU overseeing the latest threat. A virus has affected the L.A. area and a geneticist named Mohinder Suresh is working with CTU to help stop the Shanti Virus. But when he sees Sylar's doppleganger in Adam, things get complicated, especially when the actual Sylar hits CTU. Adam and Sylar meet and it changes both their lives, and Suresh's, forever.
Author's Notes: So this fic idea came from the desire to see two Zachary Quinto characters meet up. What would happen when Sylar meets his twin in Adam? How could Mohinder work with a man who reminds him of one of his greatest fears, and worse, what if he started to feel for him? So basically it's angst and smut with a plot, enjoy!
Mohinder panted, his eyes darted around the room as everyone just sort of stared in shock at the scene as it unfolded around them. He was still moving backwards towards the door, unaware that someone had been called to help contain him.
“How stupid do you think I am? You're not even trying anymore, you look almost exactly the same. This man is Sylar. The murderer. I've seen his face, it's him! I...I don't know how but it is.”
A man stood behind Mohinder and grabbed him from behind. Tony Alameda prevented the geneticist from running away or attacking Adam again. He struggled a bit but soon calmed down a little more as Tony spoke.
“Dr. Suresh, this man worked for us two years ago and is back with us again. He's not who you think he is, I'll vouch for that personally as will anyone else in this building. Now please, calm down. If you want, you can personally take a DNA sample to prove it and set your mind at ease.”
Adam was incredulous at this proposal as he stepped forward, his hands rested on the chair that hit him earlier.
“Tony this is ridiculous, you know who I am.”
Mohinder turned toward Tony as he replied.
“Fine. But I want some sort of security system in place for when I take it. Sylar tried to kill me, he's a very, very dangerous individual.”
“My name is Adam!”
He tightened his grip on the chair as his long dexterous fingers dug hard into the soft plush chair back. Tony looked toward Adam as he kept a hold of Mohinder. Whose body was still tensed up and eager to flee at any moment.
“Adam please it'll be harmless we'll set it up in exam room one and then we can get to work.”
He sighed, annoyed beyond belief as he nodded once.
“Fine, let's get this over with”
Ten minutes later, Adam, Mohinder, and Tony were in the exam room. His hands crossed firmly over his chest Adam waited as Mohinder prepared the swab.
“I think you know what to do with this.”
Adam, lifted an eyebrow as he took it and swabbed the insides of his mouth and then capped it and gave it back. He looked over to Tony.
“There. Can I get back to work now?”
Tony shook his head as he took it to someone standing by for processing.
“We just have to run this through to make sure it matches your file sample. I know, I know but it'll just be a minute.”
Adam sighed as he leaned back in his chair, he rolled up his sleeves as he waited and looked at the man. Mohinder had been staring at Adam until Adam's own eyes hit him back. He averted his gaze as he felt his heart quivering. If this man was Sylar then the gun that Tony Almeida had out could not help anyone. Finally after what felt like ages, the results came in. He was indeed Adam Kauffman. Mohinder looked over the man's file, at the old picture attached to it. It was so eerie as he finished up and closed it again. He blushed a little, embarrassed that he had let his underlying fears of Sylar's survival effect him so.
“I'm...I'm sorry Mr. Kauffman. I just....the resemblance you share with the man called Sylar is incredible. I've never seen anything like it especially considering your DNA is vastly different from his.”
Adam narrowed his eyebrows a bit as he listened. He had never even seen Sylar before. He didn't think anyone had since there was no picture with his FBI listing. It was a bit unnerving if what Dr. Suresh said was true.
“It's fine, I guess. Now that this is over with I'm going to go and pull up the files we'll need to go over Dr. Suresh.”
“Please I'm not so formal Adam, call me Mohinder.”
Adam extended his hand and they shook hands properly this time before he got up and went downstairs to his station. He started clicking away on his keyboard as Samantha walked past him. She wanted to check out the network connection as her station was lagged. Going down to make sure that the servers were running correctly was her only option. Downstairs it was always dark and loud from the constant buzzing of the numerous servers as they ran. She knelt down and started to fix one of the servers, the one that her station ran off of.
It seemed as if it had been tampered with. Luckily, Sam was able to repair these types of things. On her hands and knees as she concentrated, her hands out and on the base of the equipment. Suddenly everything started to re-charge and reset back to proper function. She smiled as she finished it up, but she didn't know that someone else was in the room with her. And, he was quite pleased as well.
Upstairs, Adam too had problems with the network routing system. He stood up from his chair and headed downstairs. His tongue slid to the left side of his mouth. On the inside of his cheek it was dry and scratchy where the cotton swab had been. An annoyance to add to the earlier insult of his identity being tested.
He made his way down the concrete stairs and around the corner, Adam walked down the hallway alone as he reached the door to the server room. A twist of the knob as he pushed the heavy door in and closed it tight behind him. He rounded the corner and he heard it all before he saw the scene unfolded before him. Samantha was shoved against the wall, she struggled and screamed as a tall figure dressed in black held her there.
Without even thinking about it first, Adam charged the figure. Had he taken a second more before he rushed in, he may have noticed that the figure held Sam in place but didn't have a hand on her. His hand was placed on the figure's shoulder, an instant tension was felt under it as the figure sent Adam flying backward with a fling of his arm.
Samantha screamed desperately but the figure kept her firm in place as he took his left hand and raised it level to her squirming forehead. Slowly he traced the air in front of her skin but Samantha instantly felt her skin split open and spread. Streams of blood poured out as she screamed, eyes frantic but always coming back to the dark eyes of the person in front of her. Though the blood started to get in her eyes despite her best attempts to keep them clear, the last thing Samantha ever saw was what she knew had to be incorrect. Her last thought faded as her body slumped down and then dropped to the floor, whatever held her in place vanished entirely.
She fell in a heap at the stranger's feet, her brain exposed as he knelt down in front of it. After a few minutes, the man stood up again and decided to deal with his interrupter from earlier. A soft groan was heard as Adam shifted his body, slowly he looked up. The figure before him stared down and then slightly tilted his head to the right.
A few hoarse choking coughs shook Adam's body inside out as he pushed the floor under his chest to try and get up. Right as he thought he could again, Adam ended up flipped onto his back. His spine buzzed as it felt the aftershocks of the hard floor under him. He winced and when he opened his eyes, it seemed like he somehow looked down on his own form. For a moment Adam stared at his own reflection but for some minor differences.
First the man's hair was longer than his, and he was unshaven so there was definite facial hair growth. Other than that, twin dark eyes stared at each other, each shared the same expression for a moment. Then the first pair changed expressions to one of amusement and intrigue as the other could only blink quickly in disbelief.
A smirk creased the figure's lips as he took in the sight of Adam as he tried to get away. He was easily held in place until the figure pushed his arm out in front of him and Adam slid backwards and hit into the back wall. He struggled in vein to get up, move away, or anything else as the figure walked to him.
“This....is interesting”
He prowled towards him, slowly with no concern of being stopped. Who controlled this situation was apparent. Adam glanced up at him, his chest tightened with each breath. Breathing that was as erratic as his heartbeat. Adam struggled still as he felt his body slowly start to lift off of the floor.
“Oh my God, ...Sylar. Mohinder was right...it's impossible but look at you.”
All he got in return was a small cruel smile as the man steadied Adam before him. Now Adam floated just barely above the floor as the man held out his right hand. Adam cringed instinctively as he felt his body kept still but also the hand traveled toward him and rested on Adam's jawbone. He looked into Adam's eyes as he slowly moved his head side to side and examined him.
Sylar couldn't stop staring at his double. His hand pushed Adam's head back toward the wall as his eyes scanned his body. Down over the olive drab long sleeved shirt, the pressed khakis and olive shoes. The soft thin material of Adam's shirt slid easily through Sylar's long dexterous fingers.
“Heh, apparently I left a rather lasting impression on Mohinder. But, Adam...look at you. I'll admit it's rather eerie. Hmm, even the voice.”