Disclaimer: obviously the cast of Mutant X is not mine. The original characters, whoever they may be, haven't thought that far ahead are mine. Duh is really rather redundant at the moment.
I don't know why I started writing this story, just did, probably to distract myself from the chore of doing homework and studying. Bad Rachel.
Anyway I hope you all enjoy. Its a little dark. As always reviews and flames are appreciated. They all help.
And I don't know if the formatting of this will work out okay. Sorry if it doesn't. Totally not my fault.
Have a nice day.
Noise suddenly and without warning filled the room. She sighed as she rolled over, hoping that
eventually the song would reach a quieter moment, allowing her enough opportunity to go back to
sleep. Unfortunately it just seemed to get louder and louder until it became unbearable.
She pushed the covers off of her warm body. Her skin was greeted by the chill of the room and she
quickly pulled them back around her as she went to shut off the stereo. Having done so she went back to
her bed and practically dropped back onto it.
But now she was too awake to sleep anymore. She could hardly remember what had happened the night
before. And she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to. She had gotten pretty damn drunk.
Shalimar was sitting at the desk watching the computer screen flash through images and text at speeds
that her sleep deprived eyes couldn't handle. She looked away into the mug of lukewarm coffee she was
holding in her right hand. She needed to have a shower. The stamp from the club they had all been at
the night before was faded but still visible.
She stood up, leaving the computer and the coffee as she wandered into the kitchen. She wasn't entirely
sure what to do with herself. Adam had gone out to deal with some business or go shopping or
something. She hadn't really been listening when he had told her. Emma and the guys were still
sleeping in their rooms and she couldn't sleep but didn't have enough motivation to do anything
strenuous.
She left the kitchen in search of some aspirin.
Jesse woke with a start. He looked around him for a couple of seconds before a pounding headache hit
him with full force. He didn't think he had drunk that much last night. Shalimar and Emma had been
knocking them back much faster but he still felt like puking.
He laid his head back down and tried to get back to sleep so he could try and block out some of the
pain. He wriggled on the bed for a couple of minutes attempting to get comfortable but nothing seemed
to work. He still wasn't getting any sleep, still wasn't blocking the pain out and he still felt like he was
going to vomit.
He got up and walked slowly into the bathroom. He ran some water into the sink and splashed it into his
face trying to wake himself up a little bit. Blue eyes stared into blue eyes as he looked at himself in the
mirror. The normally calm blue was rimmed in red. His eyes looked tired. He wiped a white cotton
towel over his face and trudged back into his bedroom to get some more sleep.
The covers were half way across the room, lying draped over his table, hanging on the floor. He had
gotten too hot during the night and had flung them there. Now he was freezing but couldn't be bothered
to get out of bed to fetch them. And he had a feeling that if he did get out of bed his headache would
really kick in. And that would be a really bad thing because he was already in major amounts of pain.
Last night had seemed like a good idea when they were all getting ready. But all their pent up
excitement had come together with a bang when they had reached the bar. Too many drinks had been
consumed and he had a feeling that he wasn't the only one suffering.
Shalimar was getting bored. She had been up for hours and so far there was no sign of anyone. Even
Adam, normally Mr Efficient wasn't back from wherever the hell it was he had gone. Usually she would
have gone out to do something active or she would have gone head to head against some holograms but
today, after the night before she really didn't feel like it.
She wandered over to the couch in the rec room and slowly, without really paying attention to what she
was doing skimmed through the DVDs they had stored on shelves. It was quite the collection and she
could tell instantly which DVD had been bought by which person in Sanctuary.
Brennan liked his action movies, lots of fast cars, hot women and big explosions. Or atleast that was
what he would have wanted everyone to believe. In his room there were a couple of dramas, specifically
Shakespeare. He definitely didn't want those on show in front of Jesse, the teasing would never end.
Emma's collection consisted of romantic comedies. She was a sucker for films like Serendipity. Adam's
were all either science fiction (he liked to point out the scientific goofs) and dramas like Saving Private
Ryan. Jesse liked action films like Brennan but he seemed to leave out the drama part. And Shalimar
was a complete mish-mash. She had no preference as far as movies or music went. She didn't mind
gangster films, liked action, thrillers, romantic comedies, plain old slushy romantics. She really wasn't
fussed. So not having the motivation it would take for her to choose she closed her eyes and drew her
fingers across the bindings of the DVD cases. Her hand came to a stop.
'Hey,' came Brennan's croaky voice from across the room. Her eyes opened instantly. She hadn't heard
him coming. Her feral senses must have been stunted by the constant dull ache reverberating through
her head. Even aspirin hadn't been able to hold it back.
She turned her head to look at him and almost burst out laughing. Brennan, the bad ass, street smart,
tough guy was standing in the doorway of the room wrapped in a blanket with the most pitiful look in
his eyes. He looked so like a hurt puppy she just wanted to lay him down on the sofa and make him
soup and bring him hot water bottles…almost. She knew what kind of bad patient he was and there was
no way she putting up with that for a whole day just because, like the rest of Mutant X he had drunk a
little too much the night before. She didn't have the kind of patience that that would take.
He trudged over to the sofa and practically dropped onto it.
'You look like I feel.'
He looked up at her with a glare. She was always so cheerful in the mornings, it made him sick. She
laughed at him. He was always so grumpy in the mornings. It made it a heck of a lot easier to tease him.
'What do you wanna watch?'
'Like I care.'
She looked at him again. He was so hungover. Normally Brennan could hold his drink pretty well but
last night they had all really let themselves go. There was no Gabriel, no GSA to deal with and they had
all deserved the break. They were all paying for it but atleast for a couple of hours they had all been
relaxed.
She slipped one of the DVD cases off of the middle shelf and opened it whilst walking to the
entertainment system. Adam, when re-designing Sanctuary had placed it all in the walls to save space.
That had always puzzled Shalimar. Sanctuary was huge so why the hell did they need the space that
would be taken up by a TV, VCR, stereo… Whatever. She didn't care that much.
She put the disk into the machine, grabbed the remote control and walked back to the couch.
Brennan still had a huge cloud hanging over his head. She wasn't sure what the reasons were for it
being there but thought it better not to inquire. With Brennan in the mood he was in she wasn't sure
what his reaction would be and wasn't too sure that she wanted to find out
She dropped down next to him and pushed buttons on the remote to start the film.
Neither of them were really watching it, they were too tired and lethargic to really care. They couldn't
sleep and needed something to do for a couple of hours.
A few hours later and the movie was drawing to its conclusion. Shalimar had finally succumbed to the
exhaustion that had been hanging around her for a while and had fallen asleep. Her head was resting on
the arm of the sofa and her legs were curled under her. Brennan looked across. His brow creased as he
thought of her the night before.
She had been dancing wildly, as per usual, the beat pulsating through every fibre of her being. She had
always managed to give her whole self into the music and rhythm. The rest of them had been out
danced a million times and now didn't even bother trying to keep up with her. She had been wearing
some low cut jeans and a deep red top with beading around the neckline. Her slim arms had been
adorned with beaded bracelets and her hair had hung loose on her shoulders.
He had watched her from his seat for some of the night. He had always thought she was hot but it had
never bothered him before but now… he didn't know what was going on between the two of them. New
feelings had developed over the months. They spent so much time together it was only really to be
expected. But he hadn't known what to do with the new emotions. Normally he would have gone out
with the girl in question and then seen how things went from there. He wasn't really one for planning
things out in advance but this was Shalimar. He wasn't entirely sure how she felt about him and what if
everything went really wrong and it split the group apart. He couldn't think about it like that. Nothing
was going to happen because the consequences could be disastrous.
So eventually he had dragged his eyes away from Shalimar to the hot brunette who had been eyeing him
for a while. She was cute, no Shal admittedly but he had to stop dismissing women simply because they
didn't meet up to Shalimar's standards. It wasn't healthy.
So he had been pulled onto the dance floor with the girl, he forgot her name and they had danced and he
had brought her drinks and she had brought him drinks and then she had disappeared. He had no idea
where but it wasn't like it mattered. It had been fun…that was all.
Shalimar stirred slightly in her sleep and her leg moved out from beneath her body and pushed against
him. He didn't know why but it really bothered him so he pushed her leg away.
At that she woke up and stared at him, a smirk on her lips. It really annoyed him and he had no clue as
to why. She poked him trying to get a rise out of him. Normally he would have joined in the fun or
ignored her but this time it really pissed him off so he grabbed her hand tightly.
Pain appeared in her eyes straight away and she tried to pull her hand away from his grip but he
wouldn't let go.
'Brennan?'
He gripped her hand harder so she tried to pull it away again. Panic filled her mind and confusion
reigned supreme. She looked directly into Brennan's eyes but didn't recognise the look they were
giving her. There was something harsh and cruel in them.
Brennan stared right back into the brown eyes of Shalimar. He could feel fear running through every
vein in her body. He could tell she was scared and in a sadistic way he totally loved it. He grabbed her
hair and releasing his grip on her wrist practically threw her across the room. She slammed against the
wall and then slumped onto the floor, completely winded and unable to move. She had no idea what
was wrong with Brennan. But there was no one around to help her and strong as she was, in terms of
physical strength she knew that Brennan could take her anytime. It was then that she felt Brennan's foot
connect with her stomach. She doubled over in pain and started choking. A couple of drops of blood
dripped from her open mouth and then she looked up to see what Brennan was going to do next. His
foot smashed into her jaw and everything went black.
I don't know why I started writing this story, just did, probably to distract myself from the chore of doing homework and studying. Bad Rachel.
Anyway I hope you all enjoy. Its a little dark. As always reviews and flames are appreciated. They all help.
And I don't know if the formatting of this will work out okay. Sorry if it doesn't. Totally not my fault.
Have a nice day.
Noise suddenly and without warning filled the room. She sighed as she rolled over, hoping that
eventually the song would reach a quieter moment, allowing her enough opportunity to go back to
sleep. Unfortunately it just seemed to get louder and louder until it became unbearable.
She pushed the covers off of her warm body. Her skin was greeted by the chill of the room and she
quickly pulled them back around her as she went to shut off the stereo. Having done so she went back to
her bed and practically dropped back onto it.
But now she was too awake to sleep anymore. She could hardly remember what had happened the night
before. And she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to. She had gotten pretty damn drunk.
Shalimar was sitting at the desk watching the computer screen flash through images and text at speeds
that her sleep deprived eyes couldn't handle. She looked away into the mug of lukewarm coffee she was
holding in her right hand. She needed to have a shower. The stamp from the club they had all been at
the night before was faded but still visible.
She stood up, leaving the computer and the coffee as she wandered into the kitchen. She wasn't entirely
sure what to do with herself. Adam had gone out to deal with some business or go shopping or
something. She hadn't really been listening when he had told her. Emma and the guys were still
sleeping in their rooms and she couldn't sleep but didn't have enough motivation to do anything
strenuous.
She left the kitchen in search of some aspirin.
Jesse woke with a start. He looked around him for a couple of seconds before a pounding headache hit
him with full force. He didn't think he had drunk that much last night. Shalimar and Emma had been
knocking them back much faster but he still felt like puking.
He laid his head back down and tried to get back to sleep so he could try and block out some of the
pain. He wriggled on the bed for a couple of minutes attempting to get comfortable but nothing seemed
to work. He still wasn't getting any sleep, still wasn't blocking the pain out and he still felt like he was
going to vomit.
He got up and walked slowly into the bathroom. He ran some water into the sink and splashed it into his
face trying to wake himself up a little bit. Blue eyes stared into blue eyes as he looked at himself in the
mirror. The normally calm blue was rimmed in red. His eyes looked tired. He wiped a white cotton
towel over his face and trudged back into his bedroom to get some more sleep.
The covers were half way across the room, lying draped over his table, hanging on the floor. He had
gotten too hot during the night and had flung them there. Now he was freezing but couldn't be bothered
to get out of bed to fetch them. And he had a feeling that if he did get out of bed his headache would
really kick in. And that would be a really bad thing because he was already in major amounts of pain.
Last night had seemed like a good idea when they were all getting ready. But all their pent up
excitement had come together with a bang when they had reached the bar. Too many drinks had been
consumed and he had a feeling that he wasn't the only one suffering.
Shalimar was getting bored. She had been up for hours and so far there was no sign of anyone. Even
Adam, normally Mr Efficient wasn't back from wherever the hell it was he had gone. Usually she would
have gone out to do something active or she would have gone head to head against some holograms but
today, after the night before she really didn't feel like it.
She wandered over to the couch in the rec room and slowly, without really paying attention to what she
was doing skimmed through the DVDs they had stored on shelves. It was quite the collection and she
could tell instantly which DVD had been bought by which person in Sanctuary.
Brennan liked his action movies, lots of fast cars, hot women and big explosions. Or atleast that was
what he would have wanted everyone to believe. In his room there were a couple of dramas, specifically
Shakespeare. He definitely didn't want those on show in front of Jesse, the teasing would never end.
Emma's collection consisted of romantic comedies. She was a sucker for films like Serendipity. Adam's
were all either science fiction (he liked to point out the scientific goofs) and dramas like Saving Private
Ryan. Jesse liked action films like Brennan but he seemed to leave out the drama part. And Shalimar
was a complete mish-mash. She had no preference as far as movies or music went. She didn't mind
gangster films, liked action, thrillers, romantic comedies, plain old slushy romantics. She really wasn't
fussed. So not having the motivation it would take for her to choose she closed her eyes and drew her
fingers across the bindings of the DVD cases. Her hand came to a stop.
'Hey,' came Brennan's croaky voice from across the room. Her eyes opened instantly. She hadn't heard
him coming. Her feral senses must have been stunted by the constant dull ache reverberating through
her head. Even aspirin hadn't been able to hold it back.
She turned her head to look at him and almost burst out laughing. Brennan, the bad ass, street smart,
tough guy was standing in the doorway of the room wrapped in a blanket with the most pitiful look in
his eyes. He looked so like a hurt puppy she just wanted to lay him down on the sofa and make him
soup and bring him hot water bottles…almost. She knew what kind of bad patient he was and there was
no way she putting up with that for a whole day just because, like the rest of Mutant X he had drunk a
little too much the night before. She didn't have the kind of patience that that would take.
He trudged over to the sofa and practically dropped onto it.
'You look like I feel.'
He looked up at her with a glare. She was always so cheerful in the mornings, it made him sick. She
laughed at him. He was always so grumpy in the mornings. It made it a heck of a lot easier to tease him.
'What do you wanna watch?'
'Like I care.'
She looked at him again. He was so hungover. Normally Brennan could hold his drink pretty well but
last night they had all really let themselves go. There was no Gabriel, no GSA to deal with and they had
all deserved the break. They were all paying for it but atleast for a couple of hours they had all been
relaxed.
She slipped one of the DVD cases off of the middle shelf and opened it whilst walking to the
entertainment system. Adam, when re-designing Sanctuary had placed it all in the walls to save space.
That had always puzzled Shalimar. Sanctuary was huge so why the hell did they need the space that
would be taken up by a TV, VCR, stereo… Whatever. She didn't care that much.
She put the disk into the machine, grabbed the remote control and walked back to the couch.
Brennan still had a huge cloud hanging over his head. She wasn't sure what the reasons were for it
being there but thought it better not to inquire. With Brennan in the mood he was in she wasn't sure
what his reaction would be and wasn't too sure that she wanted to find out
She dropped down next to him and pushed buttons on the remote to start the film.
Neither of them were really watching it, they were too tired and lethargic to really care. They couldn't
sleep and needed something to do for a couple of hours.
A few hours later and the movie was drawing to its conclusion. Shalimar had finally succumbed to the
exhaustion that had been hanging around her for a while and had fallen asleep. Her head was resting on
the arm of the sofa and her legs were curled under her. Brennan looked across. His brow creased as he
thought of her the night before.
She had been dancing wildly, as per usual, the beat pulsating through every fibre of her being. She had
always managed to give her whole self into the music and rhythm. The rest of them had been out
danced a million times and now didn't even bother trying to keep up with her. She had been wearing
some low cut jeans and a deep red top with beading around the neckline. Her slim arms had been
adorned with beaded bracelets and her hair had hung loose on her shoulders.
He had watched her from his seat for some of the night. He had always thought she was hot but it had
never bothered him before but now… he didn't know what was going on between the two of them. New
feelings had developed over the months. They spent so much time together it was only really to be
expected. But he hadn't known what to do with the new emotions. Normally he would have gone out
with the girl in question and then seen how things went from there. He wasn't really one for planning
things out in advance but this was Shalimar. He wasn't entirely sure how she felt about him and what if
everything went really wrong and it split the group apart. He couldn't think about it like that. Nothing
was going to happen because the consequences could be disastrous.
So eventually he had dragged his eyes away from Shalimar to the hot brunette who had been eyeing him
for a while. She was cute, no Shal admittedly but he had to stop dismissing women simply because they
didn't meet up to Shalimar's standards. It wasn't healthy.
So he had been pulled onto the dance floor with the girl, he forgot her name and they had danced and he
had brought her drinks and she had brought him drinks and then she had disappeared. He had no idea
where but it wasn't like it mattered. It had been fun…that was all.
Shalimar stirred slightly in her sleep and her leg moved out from beneath her body and pushed against
him. He didn't know why but it really bothered him so he pushed her leg away.
At that she woke up and stared at him, a smirk on her lips. It really annoyed him and he had no clue as
to why. She poked him trying to get a rise out of him. Normally he would have joined in the fun or
ignored her but this time it really pissed him off so he grabbed her hand tightly.
Pain appeared in her eyes straight away and she tried to pull her hand away from his grip but he
wouldn't let go.
'Brennan?'
He gripped her hand harder so she tried to pull it away again. Panic filled her mind and confusion
reigned supreme. She looked directly into Brennan's eyes but didn't recognise the look they were
giving her. There was something harsh and cruel in them.
Brennan stared right back into the brown eyes of Shalimar. He could feel fear running through every
vein in her body. He could tell she was scared and in a sadistic way he totally loved it. He grabbed her
hair and releasing his grip on her wrist practically threw her across the room. She slammed against the
wall and then slumped onto the floor, completely winded and unable to move. She had no idea what
was wrong with Brennan. But there was no one around to help her and strong as she was, in terms of
physical strength she knew that Brennan could take her anytime. It was then that she felt Brennan's foot
connect with her stomach. She doubled over in pain and started choking. A couple of drops of blood
dripped from her open mouth and then she looked up to see what Brennan was going to do next. His
foot smashed into her jaw and everything went black.