disclaimer: you know it, I'm not the owner of these characters

I am sorry if these lines will seem too mushy, but my neuron, the only one left standing after the exams, thought it was time to get in touch with it's sentimental side.


Purple flowers, green leafs and the fresh smell of grass. From the hell of a nightmare Adam found himself transported in this garden. The calmness could be felt all around him, but still he could not repress a slight distrust. This wasn't an ordinary dream; the senses were too acute for this to be a dream.

"Adam" A soft, familiar voice called his name. He turned around only to see a nice, angelic face, the face of the one he swore to protect from the day she was born. The heart was overjoyed and yet saddened by the circumstances of the encounter.

"Emma, thank God! How did you … Never mind that. How are you?"

With tears in her eyes blurring her sight, Emma ran to him and hugged him tightly. She couldn't utter a word; they remained stuck in her throat, choking her. She could not believe she was not alone anymore. Only when she saw Adam she realized how much pain was inflicted upon her all the time she remained stranded, alone in her own mind.

"It's ok, I'm here now. You are not alone anymore." Adam tried to cal her, realizing how much she suffered being alone, how tormented she must have been by not knowing what was happening with her; being trapped in her own mind. "It's ok, everything will be ok."

Sensing Adam's distress, Emma tried to calm herself. It was not her intention to make him feel like this and she knew Adam suffered every time he saw anyone of the team being in pain. He always looked after them like a protecting father. There was no need to make him more concerned that he already was. She had to look more secure on herself; she had to repress this feeling of anguish that overwhelmed her. She got here with the intention to get some answers and that's what she had to do.

"Adam, what is happening to me? I mean, I know I'm in a coma, but why? Why can't I wake up?"

Trying to find the adequate words to answer her, Adam stood up and took a few steps.

Emma lifted her eyes and looked at him. She had seen this scenery many times before; Adam walking back and fro, frowning, with a grave look on his face.

After a while Adam took his well known posture of scientist man and began explaining.

"Your body has suffered a terrible shock due to the impact and the long time spent in the cold water. It took a while till the rescue team found you. The paramedics declared you dead on the spot … you see, the amount of time spent in such a low temperature caused a hypothermic shock. This would have been fatal for any other person in your place, but fortunately mutants are stronger than average men and…"

Adam stopped when he saw the tormented look on Emma's face. You could see the pain in her eyes as Adam was recounting the details.

"Please don't stop!" said Emma, turning away to hide her face from Adam "I need to know everything; I need to know what is going to happen to me."

Answering her plead, Adam continued: "Your body is gradually recovering. What I do not know is when you'll be able to wake up. The good thing is that your brain has not been damaged in any way. I'm glad to see that your subconscious is in perfect state. This is what matters the most."

Looking back at Adam, Emma saw on his face a faint smile. She realized that he was trying to encourage her and maybe encourage himself. Her future seemed unpredictable. She let herself be encouraged; she needed to be optimistic about her recovery.

They continued to talk about several other things. Emma recounted the experiences she had and Adam put her up to date with what happened since the Naxcon incident. Emma felt like a knife stabbing her heart when she heard that her team mates were still thinking she was dead.

"Why? Why did you hide from them the fact that I was alive? They deserved to know the truth!"

"No Emma! It's too dangerous. It's better this way. Trust me. Knowing that you are alive will put you in danger and will endanger them as well."

"They will never betray your confidence. You know that."

"They'll want to see you. Don't you think they are monitoring them also? Emma, try to understand that there was no other way."

Emma turned her head and closed her eyes in a desperate attempt to stop the tears from coming. She hated this situation. Her friends thought her dead. For them she no longer existed, she was just a memory. How could she accept that? And yet, only the thought of putting them in danger made her resent herself. It had been better if she was dead. In this way she would have never caused problems to anybody. But still, what did they want from her? Why did they want her so badly to put the ones close to her in danger? Adam hadn't told her much about this and it seemed he won't tell her more, at least not in the near future.

In the end she agreed with Adam that she won't try to contact any of her friends. It was time to say goodbye, they had talked enough for one evening. Before departing Emma transferred Adam a feeling of tranquility. This night had been anything but relaxing; he had to get some good sleep. She wondered if she would be able to calm herself though …

To be continued …


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