[B]Manhattan, NYC
JJ[/b]

Guess how fast JJ was running? Fast! He found himself out of the building in seconds. He knew for a fact that cops were on the way once they knew the trajectory of the bullet he fired. The sirens rang through the streets as he runs as fast as a man could while holding a guitar case. The crowded sidewalks were not helping either. At least he was still in the clear. 

[I]Why don't I ever plan anything... Fuck it![/i]

"Taxi!" JJ shouted as he waved down a taxi cab. Luckily one stopped. "Yes!" JJ exclaimed before getting inside and seeing that there was another passenger inside. Maybe he wasn't as lucky as he thought he was. "Hey." He said to the man seated beside him. "And I'm going wherever he's going, I just needed to get off my feet."
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[B]Manhattan, NYC 
Claire Bennet [/b]

Medical personnel surrounded Claire in shock. What else could they do? What could you do for a person who had their brain shredded by a 50 caliber round. 

"Uh... time of death... what the hell?!" A medic covered his mouth as he watched Claire began to heal from her head wound. A braver female medic took a knee next to Claire and placed her hand on Claire's neck.

"She... she has a pulse!" The medic shouted in awe. 

"So do we put her in an ambulance or what? She's gonna heal on her own right?"

"I'll take her." None other than Mohinder said. He seemed to have a group of men dressed like they were working for the Secret Service. Mohinder kneeled down and picked up Claire with ease. "Let's get her back to Odessa... when she wakes we have much to discuss." Mohinder looked off to the riot teams getting ready to diffuse the riot several meters away.