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[unbreakablelion]

[ Gene would send this as a text message all professionally, but text messaging and Gene Hunt is not the most successful of combinations - give him some practise and maybe one day he'll master it. But given the seriousness and importance of the message at hand, screwing up the text isn't an option, so he opts for the slightly less professional and

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[cpt_51century]

I'd like to see him.

[unbreakablelion]

He's on the slab. Not much of a pretty picture. [ Course, he looks better than Candice it must be said... ]

[cpt_51century]

I'll be right there.

[Jack dresses for it. You see, Sylar can't die. And he wants to be there when he wakes up.]

[unbreakablelion]

Right. We'll be waiting.

[ He was looking pretty dead the last time Gene checked... He's seen a lot of bodies in his time. He's pretty good at spotting the dead ones. ]

[onteamdyson]

[Kenzi arrives with her hair pulled up in a messy ponytail and a look of frustration on her face. She heads straight for the body, no... Sylar, barely even fazed by the gore.]

How long has he been like this?

[cpt_51century]

[Jack shakes his head slightly. He's already straightened his head. It should be happening...ten minutes ago. It's starting to worry him.]

[unbreakablelion]

Since he and the bird were found 'anging from the tree in the early hours of the morning. Hard to say how long he was hanging there like a Christmas tree bauble. [ Bad Gene. Bad. That is not how you talk to grieving folk! ]

From the state of the bodies, I'd reckon a good few hours before they were found. [ What he would give right now for his team of gay boy scientists and their forensic nonsense. ]

[onteamdyson]

[Oh, Gene, that gets you one hell of a deathglare. Kenzi firmly attaches herself to Jack's right arm. Now the panic is setting in and her voice takes on a frantic edge.]

Why is it taking so long? Jack, it's not supposed to take this long!

[cpt_51century]

[Jack doesn't speak, even now. Even though he's given Gene what can only be the perfect echo of the woman's deathglare and Kenzi is getting hysterical. Sylar could be in a coma. He could be faking it. He could come out of it at any time. Jack stares at his blank and bloody face, willing those eyes open.]

[unbreakablelion]

Sorry, love. Not exactly sure what you're hoping to happen. But I'll tell you this for nowt - he's dead. Now, I know this place works in weird ways, but I don't reckon he'll be coming back any time soon.

[ He holds out a tissue. See? Fabulous people skills. ]

[onteamdyson]

[Tissue? TISSUE? She smacks it out of his hand and points a finger at his chest]

Look, buddy, you have no idea what's going on here. He can't die! He comes back. He's supposed to come back. A few missing guts isn't going to do SHIT. He'll be fine!

[He has to be fine. Him living forever was kind of a big factor in that last deal with Loki. If Sylar didn't wake up...

She lets go of Jack to put her hands on either side of Sylar's face]

You need come back to me. Do you hear me? Stop it! Sylar, I'm not even kidding, just wake up!

[cpt_51century]

[It's gotten beyond real this time and Jack pulls Kenzi away from Sylar and back against his chest. Do not fight his bear paws. You'll only get hurt. He looks to Gene for assistance here because... Sylar's gone. He doesn't feel anything from him, not even a tiny hint of brain power. Nothing moving in there at all and what's he suppose to do now? Being strong only works for so long.]

Kenzi--

[He'll whisper it into her hair.]

Kenzi, calm down.

[unbreakablelion]

[ He offered a tissue, Jack, what more do you want? He doesn't handle emotional women very well. Where's Alex when you need her? She's good at tea and sympathy.

He covers Sylar with a sheet - out of sight, out of mind? Or not, but it seems the right thing to do. ] Come on love, let's go sit down and have a nice cup of tea, eh?

[onteamdyson]

[The only reason Kenzi is not bawling her eyes out right now is because she doesn't want to prove Gene right. She is, however, clinging to Jack for dear life because if she lets go of him, she'd probably crumple into a ball on the floor and never get up.]

No... fuck tea, you have to find out who did this! You-- you have to find out why he's not--

[Okay, she can't keep this up. Yep... there's the tears. Sorry about your shirt, Jack.]

[cpt_51century]

[Tears wash out, Kenzi. He's only managing to keep them in himself. He does, however, stroke her hair and half carry her out of the room to follow Gene. Tea.. He loves the Brits. Tea cures everything.]

[unbreakablelion]

[ Tea is Godly and magical like that, Jack. He sighs and offers more tissues. ] Listen, love. We'll find who did this, don't you worry 'bout that. I'm very good at finding murderers. But right now, at this very moment? You need to calm down and drink some tea.