Disclaimer: None of them belong to me apart from Rosalie and Misha.
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in updating to all those of you who have come to expect more regular chapters. I've made this chapter a little longer to make up for it.
Chapter 17: Sisterly Love
"Are you sure she's OK?" asked Rosalie as Adam tended to Shal's wounds.
"She'll be fine, it's only a flesh wound. Scalp wounds tend to bleed a lot, and it always looks worse than it is. She'll come round with an almighty headache, but nothing she can't handle." He turned his attention to Misha who had been laid out on a bed and restrained. "As for Misha, I'll need more time to analyse her mutation up close and see how it's been integrated into her brainwashing. Is there anything you can tell me about her history?"
"Last time I spoke to her was over a year ago. She had just found out about her mutation. It happened when she was in an argument with our parents. She's always been a bit volatile."
Adam smiled to himself at this. There were obviously some similarities between her and her sister.
"She was shouting at them, when a glass of water flew off the table and drenched their feet. It was obviously all new to her and she couldn't lift that glass enough to do any more damage. Well, my parents flipped. They called her a freak of nature, and threw her out of the house. I don't understand why they didn't expect this. I didn't think mutations just arose if neither of the parents are mutants." She looked questioningly at Adam.
"I can clear that one up for you," he replied gently. "Those weren't your parents. You were both adopted when your real parents were killed in a fire when you were very young. The people you knew as your parents certainly never expected you two to develop mutant powers of your own."
Rosa looked at her hands. "That explains a lot," she replied. "They never knew about my mutation either. I was too young to realise that not everybody could create heat with their hands. When I realised I was different, I got scared. I didn't tell them. After all, I couldn't hurt them, all I could do was give them hot flushes. What harm could it have done to keep quiet about it?" She went quiet for a minute. "When they threw Misha out at 15 years old, I lost contact with her. I asked my parents about her, but they forbade me speak about her. I got mad one day and told them that if they could throw my sister out, they should throw me out too, and told them about my power. I thought that would make them come to their senses."
Adam put his arm around her. ".they just threw me out too," she finished. He hugged her closer as she tried to squeeze back the tears.
"I know how difficult it is for people to accept mutants. Its even worse when prejudice comes from people you thought loved you." He wiped the tears from her cheek. "That's why you'll find that most of us see Mutant X as our family. We understand each other." She nodded. "Is there anything else you can tell me?"
"I don't think so. I haven't actually seen or heard from her in over a year. I don't know how powerful she is now," she continued. "All I know is what we've seen in our encounters with her."
"Don't worry about it. I'll get what I need from the analysis."
"Another thing," continued Rosa as she remembered the evening. "I was approached by a strange man who said he knew what I was. It was weird, he called me Firefly."
Adam spun round, "Firefly?" he demanded.
Rosalie, surprised by the force of his reaction, recoiled. "Yes, I'm pretty sure about that."
"What else did he say?"
"Erm, he said something about keeping my eyes open. Yes, that's it, he told me not to let my guard down. Do you know who he is?"
"It's probably nothing," he replied, trying to ease the girl's anxiety. "Do you remember what he looked like?"
"I didn't see his face. He was behind me and when I turned round to see who he was, he had disappeared."
"Well, if it happens again, it might be helpful if we knew what he looked like. That way we may be able to identify him. Don't worry about it too much. I'm sure it was just a prank," he replied, trying to convince himself as much as her. "Now, I should really get on with Misha," he said with a forced smile, but his brow furrowed with worry as the girl walked out the door.
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"So how's it going so far?" Brennan asked Rosa above the candle flame.
"Great," Rosa replied. "You realise that this'll be our first proper date?"
"Which is why it's going to be brill."
"Oh yeah?" Rosa asked jokingly. Bren replied by nodding enthusiastically. "A candlelit dinner in one of the most romantic restaurants in town, and you," she paused and her eyes glittered in the candlelight. "Sounds pretty brill to me!" she replied. She was trying to put the events of the night before out of her head, but it was difficult to forget Adam's face as he listened to her 'Firefly' story.
"Cheer up, Rosa," Brennan said as he nudged her. "You've got a face like a wet weekend. What's up?"
"No, nothing," she replied, snapping out of her morose mood. She smiled at him as she reached for his hand across the table.
"Is it Misha?" he persisted. "What did Adam tell you about her condition?"
"He said it would take a while, but to be honest you know as much as I do. It's something else he said." Brennan tilted his head in a silent question. "Well, more what he didn't say actually."
"You're not making much sense, Ros."
She took a deep breath as she cleared her head and straightened the story in her head. "That night at the club, the night we got Misha back," she began, "a man approached me and said something about knowing what I was."
"Plenty of people have it in for mutants. Do you know if he was with the GSA?"
"I don't know, but Adam was seriously spooked. He tried not to panic me, but it was kinda obvious."
"Now that's something you don't see every day, Adam spooked."
As she looked across the restaurant, she though she caught a fleeting glimpse of a familiar face as he stood up from his table.
"Isn't that Jesse over there?" Brennan looked round to where she had been indicating.
"That's definitely him! Well, well! He's done well for himself, who's that girl with him?"
"I'm sure we'll soon find out," Rosa replied with an evil grin as Jesse and the girl started making their way towards the exit, giving them a better view. Annoyingly, Jesse was always one step ahead of his companion, always masking her face from view.
As they left together, however, they saw him stop just outside the door, giving them a clear view through the window. He leaned in to give her a kiss and her hands crept up to his neck as she pulled him in for a more passionate kiss. Brennan and Rosalie nudged each other, almost proud of their charming teammate. As Jesse drew away from the kiss, Bren and Rosa felt their mouths drop open simultaneously, for he had revealed her face, and it was none other than the sweet and very recognisable features they saw every day.
"Emma!?!"
"My goodness! Did you know about this?" Bren asked her.
"I knew she had a soft spot for him," Rosa spluttered, "but I didn't know it had gone this far!"
"He is gonna get such a teasing!" grinned Brennan.
"Oh, poor thing! He didn't do that to you!" Rosa protested.
"Yeah, but he still hasn't figured it out, Ros," he argued. "Do you seriously think he'd have kept it quiet if he had known? No, no, this boy is in for some serious mickey-taking!" he finished with an evil grin. "Just you wait til we get back to Sanctuary, mate," he grinned to himself.
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Much later at Sanctuary, Brennan and Rosalie were trying to spin out their evening. They sat outside watching the stars, making up stories about them.
"I could stay out here all night," Rosalie exclaimed.
"You've gotta be joking! We'd freeze to death!"
"No we won't! You forget who you're talking to," and she produced an orange glow of warmth between her hands. "See? No more cold!" she pronounced as she held up the glowing ball to his face. "Now THIS I can control! This I've had lots of practice with."
The glow reflected on her face as she spoke, and he was transfixed by the shadows playing across her face.
"I don't need that when I'm with you," he mumbled as he brought their lips together. As they kissed, he heard a noise from the shadows. He raised his head.
"Who's there?" he called out. There was no answer except the rustle of leaves in the breeze. Rosa put her hand out and pushed a stray lock of hair out of his face, bringing his attention back to her. "Shall we go in now?" he continued. Again, there was a noise from the bushes, this time sounding more like a giggle.
"I know you're there. Make life easy on yourself and come out," he demanded. Rosa turned to watch the shadows, but saw nothing but darkness. She raised a hand and created a ball of fire, shooting it into the blackness and highlighting a figure, hunched over trying to stifle a fit of the giggles.
"Jesse?" called Brennan.
"Oh, man, that was sooo funny!" came Jesse's voice as he stepped out of the shadows.
"Jesse, man, you could get yourself hurt by hiding in shadows," said Brennan in relief.
"I can take care of myself."
"Not from me you can't!" Brennan yelled playfully at him.
"Bren, mate, you're hilarious when you're spouting romantic lines! So what is this then?" Jesse asked as he walked over towards them. "You two together or something?"
"Took you long enough to figure it out, Jess," Brennan replied.
"Is this what all the talk was about yesterday?" he asked, a light suddenly switching on in his mind.
"Bingo, we've hit the jackpot," joked Bren. "Oh, man, you are sooo naïve! So, what are you doing out here at this time of night?"
"We've only just come in, I was just going to bed," Jesse replied.
"Whom did you go out with then?"
"We? I didn't say we," he spluttered as he tried to correct his mistake.
"No, no, I definitely detected a 'we'. Who's this mysterious we?"
"You heard wrong Bren. I'm positive I said 'I'. Yeah, I said 'I'. I never said 'we'. And I'm tired now, so I'm going to bed." He tried to close the conversation.
"OK, you go to bed. I'll see you in the morning." Jesse looked relieved for a moment. "And we can have another chat about your 'we'," Bren continued as a nervous Jesse scuttled off.
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"Morning, Em," yawned a sleepy Rosalie as she walked into the kitchen. Emma looked up from her cereal.
"Morning, Rosa. How did your date with Brennan go?" she smiled.
"It was great, really romantic. We went to that Italian restaurant just off the main street," she replied, and watched carefully as Emma went pink.
"Verdi?"
"Yeah, that's the one. There was a lovely atmosphere, and the weather was perfect for a midnight stroll home."
"Yeah, I can imagine," replied Emma, trying to figure out whether Rosalie and Brennan had seen them. Usually she would have been able to tell immediately, but her befuddled head this morning was making life difficult for her.
"So what did you get up to last night?" asked Rosa.
"Me? Oh, watched a film, ate pizza, bed early, that's all really," she replied, flustered.
"Good film?"
"Not bad."
"Which did you watch?"
"Err, . I can't think of the title right now."
"Did Jesse enjoy this imaginary film, or did he prefer the pizza you two had at Verdi's?" Rosa dropped the bombshell, grinning sneakily.
"You saw us!" Emma exclaimed. "You pig! Making me squirm like that!"
"How come you didn't tell me about this latest development, Em?"
"Well, it was all rather last minute, and I was worried that it would all go wrong, that maybe Jesse meant it as a friendly date rather than a romantic one."
"He invited you to a romantic Italian restaurant! How could you misconstrue that?" Rosa yelled at her.
"I know, I know," continued a bashful Emma. "I guess I was just being overly cautious."
"Definition of Emma is 'overly cautious'," came Shalimar's voice as she slunk into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes. "What are you being overly cautious about this time, honey?"
Emma blushed some more. "Shal, promise you won't say anything to Adam yet," she begged the feral.
"Sure, what's the big secret?"
"She went out on a date with Jesse last night!" Rosa squealed in delight, cutting in before Emma.
"You never! You kept that quiet, didn't you?"
"I didn't mean to, it's just that as this was the first date, I wanted."
"Yeah, yeah, you wanted to be sure. Being overly cautious," grinned Shal. "So who else knows?"
"Probably everyone by now," frowned Emma as Brennan made his entrance.
"Oh, man, you should have seen Jesse's face, trying to get out of it this morning!" he started with a grin. "Morning girls."
"So how did he take it?" Rosa asked.
"Hang on, how did Brennan find out about this? Was I the last to know?"
"We saw them last night on their date," Rosa explained.
"He is such a bad liar," Bren went on. "Finally he cracked, but not until he went so red I could have cooked an egg on his face! Oh, I really enjoyed that, thanks Em!"
"You're welcome, but if I don't get to the shower before Shal gets in there, I'll never have time for my morning meditation," Emma replied, trying to stop the blush on her own face as she hurried off.
"Well, if I'm not gonna get to the shower yet, I'm going back to bed," yawned Shal as she strolled off.
Rosa smiled, "I needed that giggle after the Firefly scare."
Brennan froze. "Firefly? Where did you hear that name?"
"Oh, don't you go all 'Adam' on me," she grinned nervously. "I told you about it already."
"No, you only mentioned that someone had said he knew what you were."
"Yeah and that it spooked Adam."
"Well, if that man called you Firefly, then that's more likely to be what spooked Adam."
"Hang on a minute, what do you know about Firefly? What's this all about?"
"You mean Adam didn't tell you?"
"No, he didn't. Now tell me what's going on before I scream!"
Brennan took a deep breath. "I don't really know much about it." He paused. "Maybe I shouldn't say anything. Adam would have told you if it were important."
"Well, he didn't and now I want to know, so spill."
Brennan frowned. "This is only what I've heard on the streets, OK?" Rosa nodded, trying to hurry him along. "OK. Have you ever heard of Firefly at all?"
"Only the insect."
"Well, there's an urban legend out there that there's a group of people awaiting the return of the one they call 'Firefly'. They think she's their saviour, and when she comes again, she'll reign with fire and blood."
"What the hell has that got to do with me?"
"One person obviously thinks you're The One."
Rosa stared unseeingly into space as she tried to comprehend the whole situation.
"Rosa, are you OK?" Brennan asked. "Rosa?"
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I think I'll leave it there for the moment, but there'll be more action in the next chapter.
Any ideas? Comments? Criticisms? Review please!
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in updating to all those of you who have come to expect more regular chapters. I've made this chapter a little longer to make up for it.
Chapter 17: Sisterly Love
"Are you sure she's OK?" asked Rosalie as Adam tended to Shal's wounds.
"She'll be fine, it's only a flesh wound. Scalp wounds tend to bleed a lot, and it always looks worse than it is. She'll come round with an almighty headache, but nothing she can't handle." He turned his attention to Misha who had been laid out on a bed and restrained. "As for Misha, I'll need more time to analyse her mutation up close and see how it's been integrated into her brainwashing. Is there anything you can tell me about her history?"
"Last time I spoke to her was over a year ago. She had just found out about her mutation. It happened when she was in an argument with our parents. She's always been a bit volatile."
Adam smiled to himself at this. There were obviously some similarities between her and her sister.
"She was shouting at them, when a glass of water flew off the table and drenched their feet. It was obviously all new to her and she couldn't lift that glass enough to do any more damage. Well, my parents flipped. They called her a freak of nature, and threw her out of the house. I don't understand why they didn't expect this. I didn't think mutations just arose if neither of the parents are mutants." She looked questioningly at Adam.
"I can clear that one up for you," he replied gently. "Those weren't your parents. You were both adopted when your real parents were killed in a fire when you were very young. The people you knew as your parents certainly never expected you two to develop mutant powers of your own."
Rosa looked at her hands. "That explains a lot," she replied. "They never knew about my mutation either. I was too young to realise that not everybody could create heat with their hands. When I realised I was different, I got scared. I didn't tell them. After all, I couldn't hurt them, all I could do was give them hot flushes. What harm could it have done to keep quiet about it?" She went quiet for a minute. "When they threw Misha out at 15 years old, I lost contact with her. I asked my parents about her, but they forbade me speak about her. I got mad one day and told them that if they could throw my sister out, they should throw me out too, and told them about my power. I thought that would make them come to their senses."
Adam put his arm around her. ".they just threw me out too," she finished. He hugged her closer as she tried to squeeze back the tears.
"I know how difficult it is for people to accept mutants. Its even worse when prejudice comes from people you thought loved you." He wiped the tears from her cheek. "That's why you'll find that most of us see Mutant X as our family. We understand each other." She nodded. "Is there anything else you can tell me?"
"I don't think so. I haven't actually seen or heard from her in over a year. I don't know how powerful she is now," she continued. "All I know is what we've seen in our encounters with her."
"Don't worry about it. I'll get what I need from the analysis."
"Another thing," continued Rosa as she remembered the evening. "I was approached by a strange man who said he knew what I was. It was weird, he called me Firefly."
Adam spun round, "Firefly?" he demanded.
Rosalie, surprised by the force of his reaction, recoiled. "Yes, I'm pretty sure about that."
"What else did he say?"
"Erm, he said something about keeping my eyes open. Yes, that's it, he told me not to let my guard down. Do you know who he is?"
"It's probably nothing," he replied, trying to ease the girl's anxiety. "Do you remember what he looked like?"
"I didn't see his face. He was behind me and when I turned round to see who he was, he had disappeared."
"Well, if it happens again, it might be helpful if we knew what he looked like. That way we may be able to identify him. Don't worry about it too much. I'm sure it was just a prank," he replied, trying to convince himself as much as her. "Now, I should really get on with Misha," he said with a forced smile, but his brow furrowed with worry as the girl walked out the door.
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"So how's it going so far?" Brennan asked Rosa above the candle flame.
"Great," Rosa replied. "You realise that this'll be our first proper date?"
"Which is why it's going to be brill."
"Oh yeah?" Rosa asked jokingly. Bren replied by nodding enthusiastically. "A candlelit dinner in one of the most romantic restaurants in town, and you," she paused and her eyes glittered in the candlelight. "Sounds pretty brill to me!" she replied. She was trying to put the events of the night before out of her head, but it was difficult to forget Adam's face as he listened to her 'Firefly' story.
"Cheer up, Rosa," Brennan said as he nudged her. "You've got a face like a wet weekend. What's up?"
"No, nothing," she replied, snapping out of her morose mood. She smiled at him as she reached for his hand across the table.
"Is it Misha?" he persisted. "What did Adam tell you about her condition?"
"He said it would take a while, but to be honest you know as much as I do. It's something else he said." Brennan tilted his head in a silent question. "Well, more what he didn't say actually."
"You're not making much sense, Ros."
She took a deep breath as she cleared her head and straightened the story in her head. "That night at the club, the night we got Misha back," she began, "a man approached me and said something about knowing what I was."
"Plenty of people have it in for mutants. Do you know if he was with the GSA?"
"I don't know, but Adam was seriously spooked. He tried not to panic me, but it was kinda obvious."
"Now that's something you don't see every day, Adam spooked."
As she looked across the restaurant, she though she caught a fleeting glimpse of a familiar face as he stood up from his table.
"Isn't that Jesse over there?" Brennan looked round to where she had been indicating.
"That's definitely him! Well, well! He's done well for himself, who's that girl with him?"
"I'm sure we'll soon find out," Rosa replied with an evil grin as Jesse and the girl started making their way towards the exit, giving them a better view. Annoyingly, Jesse was always one step ahead of his companion, always masking her face from view.
As they left together, however, they saw him stop just outside the door, giving them a clear view through the window. He leaned in to give her a kiss and her hands crept up to his neck as she pulled him in for a more passionate kiss. Brennan and Rosalie nudged each other, almost proud of their charming teammate. As Jesse drew away from the kiss, Bren and Rosa felt their mouths drop open simultaneously, for he had revealed her face, and it was none other than the sweet and very recognisable features they saw every day.
"Emma!?!"
"My goodness! Did you know about this?" Bren asked her.
"I knew she had a soft spot for him," Rosa spluttered, "but I didn't know it had gone this far!"
"He is gonna get such a teasing!" grinned Brennan.
"Oh, poor thing! He didn't do that to you!" Rosa protested.
"Yeah, but he still hasn't figured it out, Ros," he argued. "Do you seriously think he'd have kept it quiet if he had known? No, no, this boy is in for some serious mickey-taking!" he finished with an evil grin. "Just you wait til we get back to Sanctuary, mate," he grinned to himself.
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Much later at Sanctuary, Brennan and Rosalie were trying to spin out their evening. They sat outside watching the stars, making up stories about them.
"I could stay out here all night," Rosalie exclaimed.
"You've gotta be joking! We'd freeze to death!"
"No we won't! You forget who you're talking to," and she produced an orange glow of warmth between her hands. "See? No more cold!" she pronounced as she held up the glowing ball to his face. "Now THIS I can control! This I've had lots of practice with."
The glow reflected on her face as she spoke, and he was transfixed by the shadows playing across her face.
"I don't need that when I'm with you," he mumbled as he brought their lips together. As they kissed, he heard a noise from the shadows. He raised his head.
"Who's there?" he called out. There was no answer except the rustle of leaves in the breeze. Rosa put her hand out and pushed a stray lock of hair out of his face, bringing his attention back to her. "Shall we go in now?" he continued. Again, there was a noise from the bushes, this time sounding more like a giggle.
"I know you're there. Make life easy on yourself and come out," he demanded. Rosa turned to watch the shadows, but saw nothing but darkness. She raised a hand and created a ball of fire, shooting it into the blackness and highlighting a figure, hunched over trying to stifle a fit of the giggles.
"Jesse?" called Brennan.
"Oh, man, that was sooo funny!" came Jesse's voice as he stepped out of the shadows.
"Jesse, man, you could get yourself hurt by hiding in shadows," said Brennan in relief.
"I can take care of myself."
"Not from me you can't!" Brennan yelled playfully at him.
"Bren, mate, you're hilarious when you're spouting romantic lines! So what is this then?" Jesse asked as he walked over towards them. "You two together or something?"
"Took you long enough to figure it out, Jess," Brennan replied.
"Is this what all the talk was about yesterday?" he asked, a light suddenly switching on in his mind.
"Bingo, we've hit the jackpot," joked Bren. "Oh, man, you are sooo naïve! So, what are you doing out here at this time of night?"
"We've only just come in, I was just going to bed," Jesse replied.
"Whom did you go out with then?"
"We? I didn't say we," he spluttered as he tried to correct his mistake.
"No, no, I definitely detected a 'we'. Who's this mysterious we?"
"You heard wrong Bren. I'm positive I said 'I'. Yeah, I said 'I'. I never said 'we'. And I'm tired now, so I'm going to bed." He tried to close the conversation.
"OK, you go to bed. I'll see you in the morning." Jesse looked relieved for a moment. "And we can have another chat about your 'we'," Bren continued as a nervous Jesse scuttled off.
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"Morning, Em," yawned a sleepy Rosalie as she walked into the kitchen. Emma looked up from her cereal.
"Morning, Rosa. How did your date with Brennan go?" she smiled.
"It was great, really romantic. We went to that Italian restaurant just off the main street," she replied, and watched carefully as Emma went pink.
"Verdi?"
"Yeah, that's the one. There was a lovely atmosphere, and the weather was perfect for a midnight stroll home."
"Yeah, I can imagine," replied Emma, trying to figure out whether Rosalie and Brennan had seen them. Usually she would have been able to tell immediately, but her befuddled head this morning was making life difficult for her.
"So what did you get up to last night?" asked Rosa.
"Me? Oh, watched a film, ate pizza, bed early, that's all really," she replied, flustered.
"Good film?"
"Not bad."
"Which did you watch?"
"Err, . I can't think of the title right now."
"Did Jesse enjoy this imaginary film, or did he prefer the pizza you two had at Verdi's?" Rosa dropped the bombshell, grinning sneakily.
"You saw us!" Emma exclaimed. "You pig! Making me squirm like that!"
"How come you didn't tell me about this latest development, Em?"
"Well, it was all rather last minute, and I was worried that it would all go wrong, that maybe Jesse meant it as a friendly date rather than a romantic one."
"He invited you to a romantic Italian restaurant! How could you misconstrue that?" Rosa yelled at her.
"I know, I know," continued a bashful Emma. "I guess I was just being overly cautious."
"Definition of Emma is 'overly cautious'," came Shalimar's voice as she slunk into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes. "What are you being overly cautious about this time, honey?"
Emma blushed some more. "Shal, promise you won't say anything to Adam yet," she begged the feral.
"Sure, what's the big secret?"
"She went out on a date with Jesse last night!" Rosa squealed in delight, cutting in before Emma.
"You never! You kept that quiet, didn't you?"
"I didn't mean to, it's just that as this was the first date, I wanted."
"Yeah, yeah, you wanted to be sure. Being overly cautious," grinned Shal. "So who else knows?"
"Probably everyone by now," frowned Emma as Brennan made his entrance.
"Oh, man, you should have seen Jesse's face, trying to get out of it this morning!" he started with a grin. "Morning girls."
"So how did he take it?" Rosa asked.
"Hang on, how did Brennan find out about this? Was I the last to know?"
"We saw them last night on their date," Rosa explained.
"He is such a bad liar," Bren went on. "Finally he cracked, but not until he went so red I could have cooked an egg on his face! Oh, I really enjoyed that, thanks Em!"
"You're welcome, but if I don't get to the shower before Shal gets in there, I'll never have time for my morning meditation," Emma replied, trying to stop the blush on her own face as she hurried off.
"Well, if I'm not gonna get to the shower yet, I'm going back to bed," yawned Shal as she strolled off.
Rosa smiled, "I needed that giggle after the Firefly scare."
Brennan froze. "Firefly? Where did you hear that name?"
"Oh, don't you go all 'Adam' on me," she grinned nervously. "I told you about it already."
"No, you only mentioned that someone had said he knew what you were."
"Yeah and that it spooked Adam."
"Well, if that man called you Firefly, then that's more likely to be what spooked Adam."
"Hang on a minute, what do you know about Firefly? What's this all about?"
"You mean Adam didn't tell you?"
"No, he didn't. Now tell me what's going on before I scream!"
Brennan took a deep breath. "I don't really know much about it." He paused. "Maybe I shouldn't say anything. Adam would have told you if it were important."
"Well, he didn't and now I want to know, so spill."
Brennan frowned. "This is only what I've heard on the streets, OK?" Rosa nodded, trying to hurry him along. "OK. Have you ever heard of Firefly at all?"
"Only the insect."
"Well, there's an urban legend out there that there's a group of people awaiting the return of the one they call 'Firefly'. They think she's their saviour, and when she comes again, she'll reign with fire and blood."
"What the hell has that got to do with me?"
"One person obviously thinks you're The One."
Rosa stared unseeingly into space as she tried to comprehend the whole situation.
"Rosa, are you OK?" Brennan asked. "Rosa?"
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I think I'll leave it there for the moment, but there'll be more action in the next chapter.
Any ideas? Comments? Criticisms? Review please!