Phil was rummaging through his room on the seventh floor when he heard something hit the floor behind him. He turned.
A newspaper had appeared out of nowhere and fallen to the floor. Phil bent down and picked it up.
It was the New York Times. It was one of the pages near the back of the local news section, and a small story had been circled with a yellow highlighter.
Forensic detective says "Unidentified" killer's death staged
Phil's eyes widened. He read on, not liking any of what he read.
"Not a good time to be in the hero business."
Phil turned. Gabi stood in his doorway.
"What are you doing here?" Phil asked.
"I just thought I'd give you a little warning," Gabriela said. "The cops let us slip past them back in New York, but I don't know if your luck is going to hold out much longer."
Phil scanned the article. "It says here that the NYPD officers who witnessed the crash made no attempt to verify that we were actually in the Explorer when it sank. No bodies were recovered, obviously, but the author says that the officer with jurisdiction over the case closed the case before anything conclusive was known."
"He's saying there was a cover-up," Gabi said, "and that the officer with jurisdiction just let us go."
"And if a Times hack knows this," Phil said, "then I'm sure the FBI is well aware of it." He frowned. "And I'm sure Fisher is pretty eager to track me down too."
"Now might not be the best time to stay in one place," Gabi advised him.
"I'm out of the country," Phil said. "And La Perdita has no extradition agreements with the US government."
"Do you think any of that matters to Agent Fisher?" Gabi asked.
"Fisher will do whatever it takes to get me," Phil said. "Once he finds out where I am, anyway."
"If I found out where you are," Gabi told him, "then there's no doubt in my mind that Fisher knows you're here." She looked out the window. "We have to leave."
Phil held up his hands. "Hold on, Gabi. I live here. I have a responsibility to these people."
"Do you?"
"Yes, I do," Phil insisted. "They've given me a place to stay, and I belong here. And so at least for the time being, I'm staying here. I can't just up and leave them."
"What are you going to do about Fisher, then?" Gabi asked.
Phil shrugged. "Whatever it takes to get him off my back." He thought a moment. "He'll never stop chasing me as long as we're both still alive. So there's only one way to solve that."
Gabi paled. "I thought you were through with killing people."
"I won't let him find out about the MBL," Phil said. "He's trying to locate any metahumans that interest him and make a record of who they are and where they live. Their strengths, their weaknesses, everything. I'll die - and I'll kill - before I let him do that."
"It wouldn't be necessary," Gabi insisted, "if you'd just leave with me."
Phil sighed. "I... I can't think about that right now." He paused. "Nobody here knows who I am, and nobody here has managed to connect me to what happened in New York. They should be in the clear on the off chance the law tries to come here. If Fisher wants to push the issue, I've got a room full of ammo downstairs that has his name on it." Phil looked at Gabi. "But I can't risk him getting ahold of you. He'd run tests on you and stare at you through a microscope for the rest of your natural life."
"Then what are you going to do?" Gabriela asked.
"I'm going to keep doing what I've been doing," Phil said. "And you're going to stay right here with me."
"What about Leslie?"
Phil smiled at her. "What about her?"
Gabi grinned. "You wanna see if you can give me any other super-powers?"
"You know it," Phil said.
His phone beeped.
Gabi rolled her eyes and threw up her hands, and Phil gritted his teeth and yanked the phone from his pocket. "Yeah?"
"Hope I'm not interrupting anything," Grissom said.
"Not at all," Phil replied flatly.
"This computer core is calling your name," Grissom told him. "I would appreciate if you'd come down here and help me out with it."
Phil sighed. "On my way." He hung up and looked at Gabi. "We will definitely have to continue this conversation later."