Lydia blinked, then stared at him, shock rolling through her. He didn't...he'd been...he thought...? But why wouldn't he? He didn't know Peter. The thought that Peter could hurt John wasn't something she and Sylar could even contemplate, because they knew him, but John didn't. If they'd followed the right clues, they could have figured it out sooner, but...they couldn't conceive of it, because, well. Peter...wouldn't. She knew that, logically, no matter how much her heart hurt at the moment.
And, hell, until this morning, she'd believed it was just them, too, turning on her, for whatever reason.
"John..." she reached for his hand. "It wasn't...he wasn't..." She took a breath and tried again. "It wasn't Peter. I mean, I know it looked like him? But when he was so sick, when you left...after what had happened to me...it was Samuel. He took control of him, somehow. Possession or whatever. Peter, as himself, would never have done this. Samuel...he was trying to hurt me. So he hurt you. And he used Peter, and then, when Sylar found out..." Her voice cracked, and she took another breath. "He's got Sylar now. He's taken him over, and he's been compelling Peter for days. Both of them..." She closed her eyes, a little shudder running over her skin, and then she looked at him.
"I broke his hold on Peter right before I came here. He's the one who told me where you were. He was...devastated. I sent him to watch Sylar. Samuel. With vervain in his system, so he can't be compelled again."
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Date: 2010-11-12 07:26 am (UTC)And, hell, until this morning, she'd believed it was just them, too, turning on her, for whatever reason.
"John..." she reached for his hand. "It wasn't...he wasn't..." She took a breath and tried again. "It wasn't Peter. I mean, I know it looked like him? But when he was so sick, when you left...after what had happened to me...it was Samuel. He took control of him, somehow. Possession or whatever. Peter, as himself, would never have done this. Samuel...he was trying to hurt me. So he hurt you. And he used Peter, and then, when Sylar found out..." Her voice cracked, and she took another breath. "He's got Sylar now. He's taken him over, and he's been compelling Peter for days. Both of them..." She closed her eyes, a little shudder running over her skin, and then she looked at him.
"I broke his hold on Peter right before I came here. He's the one who told me where you were. He was...devastated. I sent him to watch Sylar. Samuel. With vervain in his system, so he can't be compelled again."