Summary: A collection o f Shalimar and Brennan one shot scenes.

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Rating: Varies…

ON YOUR SIDE:

Brennan thought about that day when Shal kissed him freeing him of Lorna's spell. It was Shal, it would always be her. She gave him a clear mind and the will to resist. He stood in the dark watching her door long after everyone else had gone to bed. She was in there; he knew that, he could feel her restlessness as she paced in her room. Something was bothering her and Bren wanted to know what it was. Only, he couldn't make his feet work to go to her. Something shattered, breaking the silence. That was it he was going in there. Opening the door he saw her hefting a glass to toss against the wall. "Shal wait!" Brennan shouted closing his hand over her wrist before she could lob the glass at the wall. "What's the matter?"

Shalimar growled low and deadly at not being able to throw the glass at the wall. But it was Brennan who found her and it was Brennan she could trust. "I got a call from my mother today. She said she wanted to see me." Leaning her head on Bren's chest she sighed not knowing what to do. As much as she once loved her mother, Shalimar couldn't forgive what she had done. Her own mother had left her in an asylum. She would never forgive that woman for just standing by and doing nothing.

"Do you want to see her?" He asked cupping her face to tilt her head back so she could look into his eyes. The subject of families was a sore spot for Brennan and he knew it had to be torture for Shalimar. His step father just beat him, but Shalimar's father had tossed her in an asylum because of what she was. He had no idea how traumatizing that was for her. There was no way he could imagine what she had gone through.

"Her? No! She let my father..." Shalimar growled again. "My father threw me in an institution because I was different. They pumped me so full of Thorazine it could have taken down ten kids. And this woman let him do it. My own mother!" Shalimar didn't want to cry, didn't want to have the need to see her mother. And yet it was still there. When all was said and done Shalimar couldn't cut her family out of her life. It made her so angry.

Brennan leaned down and kissed Shalimar's cheek the same way she had kissed his. It was light, it was gentle, and it was packed full of the emotions he wanted to fill her with. He wanted her to know that he was here for her, that he would always be with her. "Shal, if you want to see her I'll be with you." Brennan offered. All he could do was be there for her.

"Thanks Bren. If I choose, I could use you by my side." She cleared he throat, "I would want you there if I was going. But I haven't decided yet. I'm not sure I she deserves it yet," She tilted her head to the side and let her head rest against his hand even more. She didn't know what it was about Brennan that made her feel safe and content. "Thanks Brennan."

"I always have your back, and your side, and your front." he smiled broadly at her gaining a smile from her in return. Leaning foreword he kissed her forehead. "I'll be here for you."

"I know you will." Shalimar smiled in return feeling all of her rage drain away at the fact that her mother called. It was just Brennan being with her that made her feel better. He always would be by her side. Brennan would never let her stay upset. She valued that the most about him.