Los Angeles, CA
Press conference for Oceanic flight 815
“Congressman!” Nathan turned to see the head of the airline running towards him, “I just wanted to tell you that we are doing all we can to find your brother, but we have had no luck yet. If we don’t find the crash site soon there won’t be much hope.”
“I understand, thank you.” He shook the man’s hand and walked away to join Claire, Noah Bennet, Kaito Nakamura, and his mother.
Claire was talking when he walked up, “You know Peter is still alive.”
Angela Petrelli’s eyes were puffy and slightly red, but her pride would not allow her to seem weak in front of anyone, “If Peter were alive he would have come home by now. We have to accept the fact that he may not be coming home.”
“What if they time traveled and can’t get back? It’s happened before.”
Nathan placed his hand on Claire’s shoulder, “Claire, I want to believe that Peter is alright too, but we all must be prepared in case he and Hiro don’t return.”
For the first time since the beginning of the press conference Kaito spoke up, “Hiro will return. I will wait for him as long as it takes.”
“Then you are a fool. I cannot see them anymore. They have no futures.” Angela walked away from them and out the door.
Noah wrapped his arm around his daughter’s shoulders, “Don’t worry Claire bear. We won’t give up until we know they are really gone.”
It took Bobby a minute before he could get up. The boys were gone and he had no idea where John was or how to get a hold of him. He was feeling guilty. It was his fault they were on that plane. He should have gone instead of sending those two idgits.
He was getting up when he overheard the couple in front of him talking.I think they’re looking in the wrong area.
What do you mean Nate?
I mean what if the plane wasn’t on course when it went down?
All that would mean is that they have even more area to cover to find them. The woman sniffled.
Sophie, I think I could figure out where they are if we can get a little more information.
You would need to be FBI or Homeland Security to get the information we need, and while I am capable of impersonating them, we would need Hardison to get us badges and create alias’s.
Bobby interrupted, “What information do you need?”
The man, Nate, turned to regard him, “Excuse me?”
“I’ve got two boys on that plane that I need to find one way or another. If you tell me what information you need I might be able to get it for ya.”
“I’m Sophie, and this is Nate. What’s your name?”
He contemplated lying to them, but decided against it, “Bobby.”
“How are you going to help us get the information we need?” Nate was obviously skeptical.
He pulled a couple of badges out of his jacket pocket, “Do you want to be FBI or Homeland Security?”
Sophie smiled, “You’re a grifter.”
“Something like that.”
Nate’s suspicion seemed to disappear, “Let’s go steal us a plane crash.” He got up and walked away.
Sophie smiled and got up, but Bobby was confused, “What?”
“Dr. Temperence Brennan is a world renowned anthropologist working with the Jeffersonian! I demand you give us some answers!”
“Calm down Dr. Goodman.” Seeley Booth flashed his badge to the men, “Special agent Seeley Booth. Dr. Brennan is an FBI consultant and we would appreciate any information you could give us on this plane crash.”
“I’m sorry agent Booth, but we are unable to give out information until Homeland Security has arrived.”
A woman walked up at that moment, “Agent Ramona White with Homeland Security. I believe you have some information for me?”
“Agent White, I’m agent Seeley Booth with the FBI. One of our consultants was on that plane and I was hoping you would allow me to accompany you.” He gave her his most charming smile which wasn’t hard because she was very beautiful.
“Very well, but you have no authority here. You will listen to what I have to say and if I receive any trouble from you I will have you thrown on a plane back to Washington.” At that she turned and entered a back room followed by Booth.
Xander wandered away from the group to find a bathroom. He had finally located it when he overheard a conversation between an older man in horn-rimmed glasses and a young blond girl. What about that girl that can find anyone wherever they are in the world?
Yeah her! Can’t we ask her to find Peter and Hiro?
She looked pathetic. Let me call Parkman.
The man walked away to make his call and Xander approached the girl, “Did you just say that you know a girl that can find anyone, anywhere?”
Her eyes got big, “No.”
“Xander,” He turned to see Willow approaching him, “we have an idea of how to find them. It’s a long shot, but it’s worth a try.” She noticed the girl, “Hi. I’m Willow.”
She looked uncomfortable, “Claire.”
“It appears Claire here knows someone that could find them too, but she wants to deny it.” Xander turned and smiled at Claire hoping that she would relax. It seemed to work.
“Is she a witch too? Or is she one of the other ‘paragons of good’ that Leo was talking about? This is so exciting! Don’t you think?”
Claire’s face twisted up in confusion, “What do you mean ‘paragon of good’?”
The man with the glasses returned, “Claire, we need to go.”
“Dad, I think they what’s going on!”
He appraised them with his eyes then returned his gaze to his daughter, “What do you mean?”
“How about you follow us back to our friends and we can explain. That way we don’t have to repeat it.”
He nodded and they followed Xander and Willow to the other side of the hanger.
Nate waited with Bobby while Sophie entered the backroom with the FBI agent. “Apparently your badge was authentic enough.”
“Never let me down before.”
“What do you use all of the badges in your pocket for?”
“What do’ya use your alias’s for?” Bobby really didn’t want to tell this man too much information.
Nate turned back to watch the door. Bobby kinda liked this guy. He didn’t push for information which was good. He couldn’t handle the truth of what Bobby did.