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"OK guys, gather 'round." Adam announced smearing on small amounts of the antidotes on Jesse and Brennan and finally himself. "OK, now we're immune to her pheromone mist and to her stinger's poison, but let's try to avoid getting stung. The antidote will stop the poison before it will kill you but it will be extremely, shall we say, uncomfortable. We all know the damage that it can do, right?" He gave a significant look to Brennan as he was saying this.
Brennan gave a snort of derision. "Yeah, we all know all right," he muttered, face dark as he absently rubbed his neck where Lorna had stung him the last time around.
"Right. We're going to have to guard her at all times. I don't want her to be left her alone for one second, you got me?" Adam looked around at his team members, all looking somber and deadly serious. "We need someone to watch her for the first shift. Who's up for it?"
"I'll do it." Brennan said darkly. Shalimar glared at him. She ignored his dark look completely misreading him. Why did he want to watch Lorna? She knew that what she had said to Lorna was true. She truly believed that Brennan loved her and she loved him back. They loved each other dammit! Why would he want to spend any time at all with Lorna? The rest of the team looked at him in mild surprise. It wasn't that they didn't expect him to do his share of the work or anything like that, but it was kind of a big shock to find out that your murdering-psycho-bitch-ex-girlfriend (kind of)-from- Hell is pregnant with your child. They thought that he might want a little downtime to adjust to it. Seeing their looks, Brennan added, "Look, guys, this is my problem. Mine. I'll deal with it."
Jesse shook his head. Brennan was so stubborn and sometimes he just wanted to shake him. The man had trust issues. "Look, Brennan, we're all on your side. I mean, this is big. As a matter of fact, this is kind of huge. Astronomically so. So if you think that any of us are just going to abandon you and let you deal with it by yourself, you're wrong. There is no way that we are going to let you go through this alone.
"Thanks, Jess, really, I appreciate it and everything, but no. Look, this is my problem, so I will deal with it." He looked at Shalimar. She was really pissed. He had majorly screwed up. He had to fix this somehow. He wasn't really sure HOW this was his fault exactly, because technically it had been all against his will. But of course, that was a technicality. He had had a good thing going with Shalimar. Hopefully he could still have it. First, though, he needed to fix his mistake. "I'LL deal with it." He repeated firmly, looking at Shalimar. 'I'll fix this Shal. Somehow, then we can talk.' He thought. 'But first I need to take care of this.'
Shalimar let out a shaky breath. She felt her anger draining out of her. Her shoulders slumped slightly. She couldn't blame Brennan for this. He didn't want this. She could tell. She couldn't be mad at his baby, either. None of this mess was their fault; it was all Lorna's doing. She was just so confused. But looking at Brennan, she knew that what she was feeling was nothing compared to what he was going through. As a matter of fact, the older mutant looked like Hell. Well, a very attractive, sexy, incredibly- well, that wasn't the point. He looked exhausted. She closed her eyes, confused. Brennan didn't want this? Well, she didn't want this either. She wanted Lorna gone, to be with Brennan, that's what she wanted! "WE'LL deal with it." She said, after a long pause. She couldn't let him do this alone. "We ARE a team, right? Teams have to help each other out. WE'LL deal with it." She looked up into his chocolaty brown eyes. For a few seconds she forgot to breathe. She felt as if she might pass out. God, after all this he still had that effect on her. Brennan gazed back. She was so intense. Damn, she was so beautiful, so perfect, so- well, so SHALIMAR. They stared into each others eyes, each drowning in their own way.
A grin spread across Emma's face. Yup, these two had it BAD for each other.
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Brennan had finally given in to letting the team help him out, but still insisted that he take first watch. He strode into the medical room, where Lorna had regained her vigor, and was now going at the knots with a vengeance. They were still as strong as they had been when Emma had been watching her. Lorna looked up when Brennan came in and felt her breath catch.
Oh, sweet God, the man was as sexy as ever. Just having him in the same room with her increased her need. Stupid antidote, if only there were a way to override it or something. "Hello, Brennan. I missed you." She smirked. If it weren't for the antidote and these stupid ropes, she would get up and take him right now.
Brennan narrowed his eyes. "You MISSED me. Yeah, right." He snorted.
"What? You didn't miss me? We were great together and you know it." Lorna purred. If she couldn't have him, she was going to, at the very least, piss him off. He was so much hotter when he was angry.
Brennan's anger boiled up inside him. It was all he could do to keep his distance. If he was closer to her he would have shaken her to within an inch of her life. But then he might harm his baby. It sickened him that they were connected in any way. "That didn't work then, and I will most defiantly NOT work now." He said through gritted teeth, managing to get himself under control.
"Oh, really?" Lorna chirped in a mocking tone. "I seem to remember it working quite well. I have the proof of it right here in your baby girl."
This stopped Brennan in his tracks. He swallowed. "It's a girl?" he asked tentatively, as if afraid of the answer. It made it more real, somehow, knowing that the baby was a girl or a boy.
"Yes," Lorna sneered. "It's a little girl. She's going to turn out just like me."
Brennan's anger returned full force. "You are sick Lorna, do you know that? Sick."
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Lorna was getting bored. She had gone through the alphabet twice in search of a name. In fact, she didn't even really care what the kid was named. But it was something to do. There wasn't much to do except stare at Brennan, and while it wasn't a bad view, he wasn't doing anything all that interesting. He was just sitting there reading poetry, glancing at her from time to time to make sure the knots were holding or that she was'nt doing anything 'funny'. She decided to go through the alphabet again. A-Amber or Alyssa, B- Brenda (after Brennan) or Brianne. Before she could get to the C's, she drifter off to sleep.
"Ah!" she awoke to a harsh cramp. She waited, but nothing happened, and she started to relax when it came again. "Ahhhhh, ooh, wow, that hurts!"
"What?" Brennan asked, glancing up irritably from 'Leaves of Grass' by Walt Whitman.
"I think that my water just broke," grunted Lorna.
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"OK guys, gather 'round." Adam announced smearing on small amounts of the antidotes on Jesse and Brennan and finally himself. "OK, now we're immune to her pheromone mist and to her stinger's poison, but let's try to avoid getting stung. The antidote will stop the poison before it will kill you but it will be extremely, shall we say, uncomfortable. We all know the damage that it can do, right?" He gave a significant look to Brennan as he was saying this.
Brennan gave a snort of derision. "Yeah, we all know all right," he muttered, face dark as he absently rubbed his neck where Lorna had stung him the last time around.
"Right. We're going to have to guard her at all times. I don't want her to be left her alone for one second, you got me?" Adam looked around at his team members, all looking somber and deadly serious. "We need someone to watch her for the first shift. Who's up for it?"
"I'll do it." Brennan said darkly. Shalimar glared at him. She ignored his dark look completely misreading him. Why did he want to watch Lorna? She knew that what she had said to Lorna was true. She truly believed that Brennan loved her and she loved him back. They loved each other dammit! Why would he want to spend any time at all with Lorna? The rest of the team looked at him in mild surprise. It wasn't that they didn't expect him to do his share of the work or anything like that, but it was kind of a big shock to find out that your murdering-psycho-bitch-ex-girlfriend (kind of)-from- Hell is pregnant with your child. They thought that he might want a little downtime to adjust to it. Seeing their looks, Brennan added, "Look, guys, this is my problem. Mine. I'll deal with it."
Jesse shook his head. Brennan was so stubborn and sometimes he just wanted to shake him. The man had trust issues. "Look, Brennan, we're all on your side. I mean, this is big. As a matter of fact, this is kind of huge. Astronomically so. So if you think that any of us are just going to abandon you and let you deal with it by yourself, you're wrong. There is no way that we are going to let you go through this alone.
"Thanks, Jess, really, I appreciate it and everything, but no. Look, this is my problem, so I will deal with it." He looked at Shalimar. She was really pissed. He had majorly screwed up. He had to fix this somehow. He wasn't really sure HOW this was his fault exactly, because technically it had been all against his will. But of course, that was a technicality. He had had a good thing going with Shalimar. Hopefully he could still have it. First, though, he needed to fix his mistake. "I'LL deal with it." He repeated firmly, looking at Shalimar. 'I'll fix this Shal. Somehow, then we can talk.' He thought. 'But first I need to take care of this.'
Shalimar let out a shaky breath. She felt her anger draining out of her. Her shoulders slumped slightly. She couldn't blame Brennan for this. He didn't want this. She could tell. She couldn't be mad at his baby, either. None of this mess was their fault; it was all Lorna's doing. She was just so confused. But looking at Brennan, she knew that what she was feeling was nothing compared to what he was going through. As a matter of fact, the older mutant looked like Hell. Well, a very attractive, sexy, incredibly- well, that wasn't the point. He looked exhausted. She closed her eyes, confused. Brennan didn't want this? Well, she didn't want this either. She wanted Lorna gone, to be with Brennan, that's what she wanted! "WE'LL deal with it." She said, after a long pause. She couldn't let him do this alone. "We ARE a team, right? Teams have to help each other out. WE'LL deal with it." She looked up into his chocolaty brown eyes. For a few seconds she forgot to breathe. She felt as if she might pass out. God, after all this he still had that effect on her. Brennan gazed back. She was so intense. Damn, she was so beautiful, so perfect, so- well, so SHALIMAR. They stared into each others eyes, each drowning in their own way.
A grin spread across Emma's face. Yup, these two had it BAD for each other.
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Brennan had finally given in to letting the team help him out, but still insisted that he take first watch. He strode into the medical room, where Lorna had regained her vigor, and was now going at the knots with a vengeance. They were still as strong as they had been when Emma had been watching her. Lorna looked up when Brennan came in and felt her breath catch.
Oh, sweet God, the man was as sexy as ever. Just having him in the same room with her increased her need. Stupid antidote, if only there were a way to override it or something. "Hello, Brennan. I missed you." She smirked. If it weren't for the antidote and these stupid ropes, she would get up and take him right now.
Brennan narrowed his eyes. "You MISSED me. Yeah, right." He snorted.
"What? You didn't miss me? We were great together and you know it." Lorna purred. If she couldn't have him, she was going to, at the very least, piss him off. He was so much hotter when he was angry.
Brennan's anger boiled up inside him. It was all he could do to keep his distance. If he was closer to her he would have shaken her to within an inch of her life. But then he might harm his baby. It sickened him that they were connected in any way. "That didn't work then, and I will most defiantly NOT work now." He said through gritted teeth, managing to get himself under control.
"Oh, really?" Lorna chirped in a mocking tone. "I seem to remember it working quite well. I have the proof of it right here in your baby girl."
This stopped Brennan in his tracks. He swallowed. "It's a girl?" he asked tentatively, as if afraid of the answer. It made it more real, somehow, knowing that the baby was a girl or a boy.
"Yes," Lorna sneered. "It's a little girl. She's going to turn out just like me."
Brennan's anger returned full force. "You are sick Lorna, do you know that? Sick."
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Lorna was getting bored. She had gone through the alphabet twice in search of a name. In fact, she didn't even really care what the kid was named. But it was something to do. There wasn't much to do except stare at Brennan, and while it wasn't a bad view, he wasn't doing anything all that interesting. He was just sitting there reading poetry, glancing at her from time to time to make sure the knots were holding or that she was'nt doing anything 'funny'. She decided to go through the alphabet again. A-Amber or Alyssa, B- Brenda (after Brennan) or Brianne. Before she could get to the C's, she drifter off to sleep.
"Ah!" she awoke to a harsh cramp. She waited, but nothing happened, and she started to relax when it came again. "Ahhhhh, ooh, wow, that hurts!"
"What?" Brennan asked, glancing up irritably from 'Leaves of Grass' by Walt Whitman.
"I think that my water just broke," grunted Lorna.
Rockergurl; MWAHAHAHAH! I am so evil leaving it right there! Hey, Sarge, Quest and Innocent Choir Girl! Look! I updated finally!
Kitta Cat; Well, yippee for you. I'm jumping up and down with glee.
Rockergurl; No you aren't.
Kitta Cat; It's all on the inside.