Emma awoke to the sound of voices and cursed herself for falling asleep. A quick glance at the time caused her to bolt upright from the couch. An incredible five hours had passed since their return from Kovakhstan. She just prayed that the reinforcements she'd made on Jesse's mental 'box' had held.
She'd never intended to fall asleep. She'd wanted to discuss her earlier actions concerning Jesse with Adam and, hopefully, find a way to best deal with the situation. But as soon as the team had returned, Adam and Brennan had immediately left, heading to the Department of Defense for a final confrontation with Sperling.
Emma silently crossed the room to stand unseen just outside of the doorway that led to the kitchen. Adam and Brennan sat at the table slowly sipping coffee while Shalimar paced the small room.
"Jesse's fine. Just calm down, Shal," Brennan ordered as if truly expecting the simple reassurance and command to have the desired effect.
Emma didn't hear Shalimar's response. She was preoccupied trying to prevent herself from being overwhelmed by the other woman's emotions. The anger, fear, hatred, love, and concern all converged, feeding off of each other and growing until they formed an undeniable, living presence all of their own.
Emma closed her eyes and placed herself in a light meditative state in order to begin the arduous task of pushing away and then blocking the overpowering emotions. She touched lightly on Adam's mind to draw on his calmness and silent strength and then did the same with Brennan's confidence. She even lowered her walls long enough to access Shalimar's determination. When she felt that she had regained enough control to face the situation, Emma stepped into the room.
"Adam, guys, we need to talk."
She'd never intended to fall asleep. She'd wanted to discuss her earlier actions concerning Jesse with Adam and, hopefully, find a way to best deal with the situation. But as soon as the team had returned, Adam and Brennan had immediately left, heading to the Department of Defense for a final confrontation with Sperling.
Emma silently crossed the room to stand unseen just outside of the doorway that led to the kitchen. Adam and Brennan sat at the table slowly sipping coffee while Shalimar paced the small room.
"Jesse's fine. Just calm down, Shal," Brennan ordered as if truly expecting the simple reassurance and command to have the desired effect.
Emma didn't hear Shalimar's response. She was preoccupied trying to prevent herself from being overwhelmed by the other woman's emotions. The anger, fear, hatred, love, and concern all converged, feeding off of each other and growing until they formed an undeniable, living presence all of their own.
Emma closed her eyes and placed herself in a light meditative state in order to begin the arduous task of pushing away and then blocking the overpowering emotions. She touched lightly on Adam's mind to draw on his calmness and silent strength and then did the same with Brennan's confidence. She even lowered her walls long enough to access Shalimar's determination. When she felt that she had regained enough control to face the situation, Emma stepped into the room.
"Adam, guys, we need to talk."