*1* A Chance Meeting (Sylar)

Alex’s P.O.V
*briiing*
I groan and switch off the source of the noise...my alarm clock. It was that time again. The time where I have to drag myself out of bed for a shower, change of clothes and breakfast so I can go to my nine-to-five job and start all over the next morning. The reality of life.
Getting up I notice that my favourite watch isn't anywhere to be seen. My mum got it for me for my 21st birthday. It's a silver "sylar" with my name and a message engraved on the back. "Oh no!" I mutter as I finally find my precious watch. Its on the floor in my bathroom but the links in the strap have broken and so have the hands. I curse my dog Schmeichel, guessing he stepped on it, but I look at his face and forgive him. I flip open my mobile phone and call my brother, Sean.
"Hello?" he mumbles as you realize he works late nights at the restaurant. "Hey Sean, sorry to wake you" I say he replies "s'ok." "Have you go the number for the place mum got my watch from? Damn dog sat on it" I say shooting Schmeichel a glare that he just shakes off. "Nah sorry sis." I sigh "But one of the guys at the restaurant was complaining that his watch was broken. I think he went to Gray and Son's on Sussex Gardens." Sean gives me the address. "Kay, thanks bro, bye." "See ya soon." The phone clicks and I replace the receiver. "Great one more thing I have to do!" I think.
I catch the number 27 bus to Sussex Gardens and find myself in front of a small, almost unnoticeable shop. You knew you were at the right place when you saw "Gray & Son's" in frosted lettering in the glass panes of the peeling green door.
I step inside and hear a little bell over my head ring, alerting the shopkeeper of my presence. He was a tall guy, with neat dark hair and a pair of dorky glasses. He was quite cute in a high-school nerd kinda way. "He has to be the "son" in Gray and Son" I though to myself. I was distracted at this thought, barely hearing him ask "How can I help?" I snap out of it and blush lightly, hoping he hadn't guessed what I was thinking. "Umm...I need to get my watch fixed" I said as he absent-mindedly tinkered with what looked to be a really old clock. "Its a silver "sylar" brand" I continued. His ears pricked up at this. "Do you mind if I take a look?" he asked politely, but gave me the impression he was going to look anyway. He held it to his ear, which I though was odd, but hey I don't know the first thing about watch repair! "Hmm" he thought aloud "I should be able to have it foxed for you in a few days. If you leave your details I can call you when I'm done" He smile. It was a slightly uneasy smile. I scribbled my phone number on a bit of paper none the less. "Thank you..." I paused, I didn't even know his name! "Gabriel" he said almost instinctively- looking uncomfortable at revealing his name. "Thanks Gabriel" I said and rushed off to see if I could catch the bus that had just pulled up.
Gabriel/Sylar's P.O.V
"Why did I tell her my real name?" I thought closing my eyes and picturing her face. There was something about her that I couldn't place. And the "sylar" watch... was it a trap of some kind? Hmm that seemed the do good-ers kind of style. But still there was definitely something about her that I almost liked. "Alexia" I muttered after turning over the watch to find the engraving "Happy 21st birthday Alexia. Mum xx" I laugh "I have plans for you Alexia."