I'M BACK!!! Sorry for keeping you guys waiting for so long. Other than the
fact that I had major writer's block my uni professors were not happy with
me. Now that term has ended, or near about, I should be able to post more
regularly.
Any ideas on how I should end the story? AND when?
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"You look lovely tonight."
"Emm?"
"Emma, are you even listening to me?"
"Oh, what . . . yes. Yes Edward. I am listening to you." Emma smiled at Edward and then turned back to her plate.
"You've hardly touched the food." Edward observed quietly.
Emma shook her head, "No, I am not feeling very hungry tonight. I am sorry." But that wasn't the truth and Emma knew it. She was hungry - for Brennan. It took all her will power to sit silently in front of him. All she wanted to do was let him make love to her, for a brief moment to surrender to her heart and body despite her head's warnings.
For a moment, Emma allowed herself to imagine what it would be like to make love to Brennan. To be held by him, to fall asleep next to him . . . *~ to be loved by him.~*
*~ Little one! What's wrong?! ~*
Emma stiffened; her thoughts had betrayed her again. She couldn't deal with any questions right now, no matter how well meaning. She needed time to lick her wounds - time to recover - alone.*~Nothing Edward. I am just a little tired that's all. ~*
*~ Something is wrong, I can feel it. You are broadcasting so loudly that every psionic within the city can probably feel it. ~*
*~ I . . . I am sorry. ~*
*~ Don't be sorry. Tell me what is wrong. ~*
*~ I can't. Please. Maybe later? ~*
*~ What did Brennan do to you? ~* Edward's voice was sad but knowing.
Emma was quick to jump to his defence; she wouldn't let Edward blame Brennan for what was her fault. *~ Nothing. He's done nothing. ~*
She quickly glanced over at the silent elemental, only to find him staring at her. She found herself unable to look away from him. Their gazes locked, and the rest of the team seemed to disappear.
Edward watched the two young mutants stare at each other and sighed. *~ Why is life never simple? ~*
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Jesse and Shalimar watched their two friends; watched as the other two continued to struggle against the pronounced tension between them. They watched as Emma and Brennan gave up and just stared at each other. The hopelessness mirrored in their eyes was painful to observe.
Jesse raised an eyebrow and looked at Shalimar; maybe she knew what was going on? She shrugged at his unspoken question; how was she going to explain when she did not understand herself.
Jesse got up from the table; "Shalimar would you come with me for a second, I think we should check in with Adam and see if everything is alright." Not very subtle but Emma and Brennan didn't even notice; so absorbed in each other were they.
Edward smiled at Jesse; he understood the younger man's need to understand what was going on. He also understood that Jesse would turn to Shalimar before him; that's the way things were. Edward leaned back and waited, eventually they would have to come to him. Then, together, they could figure out something to help Brennan and Emma, *~ Maybe. ~*
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"Okay Shalimar, explain what is going on?! What is wrong with Brennan and Emma?"
"They are in love with each other. I thought that was painfully obvious." Shalimar's tone was dry and slightly exasperated. After hours of watching Brennan watch Emma, she was ready to snap at someone, something - anything. Right now, Jesse presented an attractive target.
"But I thought . . . I thought you and Brennan . . . you two . . ." Jesse trailed off, not sure how to continue.
"Jesse, you've seen the way Brennan looks at Emma. You would have to be blind not to have realised that he has deep feeling for her."
'Yes, but . . . that doesn't mean . . ." Jesse took a deep breath, he had only realised Brennan's feeling for the telempath recently. *~ How long has Shalimar known? Is she all right with it. If he has done anything to hurt her . . . I'll . . .~*
"How long have you known? After you two . . . ?"
Shalimar cut him off, she knew what Jesse was trying to say. "Not long. But I've known something was wrong with Brennan for a while. Ever since Emma became ill, Brennan has been acting strangely. It just took me a while to realise that he was pining for Emma."
"Are you alright?" Jesse's voice was sympathetic.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Shalimar's voice was sharp.
"Come on Shal, I know that there was something between you are Brennan. Please give me some credit."
"Something . . . and nothing. He and I . . . he's never looked at me like that. I've known that what we had was not . . . was not . . . Oh Jesse." With that, Shalimar hurled herself into Jesse's arms.
Jesse was a bit surprised but he held onto Shalimar tightly. She pressed herself closer to him.
"I feel so alone. I was not in love with Brennan but . . . still." Shalimar's voice was barely above a whisper; Jesse had to strain to catch it.
"I know, I know. You could hope before. Now, with Brennan and Emma . . . there's not even that."
"I am not angry with them or anything, I've known something was happening for a while now. But it hurts me to see them. They don't realise how lucky they are. It makes me so angry and saddened to see them waste their time together." Shalimar got this out in a rush. Admitting her feeling, even to Jesse, was difficult for her.
"Well then, what are we going to do about it?" Jesse asked with a ghost of a smile on his face.
Shalimar smiled, the fire returning to her spirit. Jesse was right, they had to do something for their friends; otherwise, she was going to kill them. "We are going to talk to Edward."
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Any ideas on how I should end the story? AND when?
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"You look lovely tonight."
"Emm?"
"Emma, are you even listening to me?"
"Oh, what . . . yes. Yes Edward. I am listening to you." Emma smiled at Edward and then turned back to her plate.
"You've hardly touched the food." Edward observed quietly.
Emma shook her head, "No, I am not feeling very hungry tonight. I am sorry." But that wasn't the truth and Emma knew it. She was hungry - for Brennan. It took all her will power to sit silently in front of him. All she wanted to do was let him make love to her, for a brief moment to surrender to her heart and body despite her head's warnings.
For a moment, Emma allowed herself to imagine what it would be like to make love to Brennan. To be held by him, to fall asleep next to him . . . *~ to be loved by him.~*
*~ Little one! What's wrong?! ~*
Emma stiffened; her thoughts had betrayed her again. She couldn't deal with any questions right now, no matter how well meaning. She needed time to lick her wounds - time to recover - alone.*~Nothing Edward. I am just a little tired that's all. ~*
*~ Something is wrong, I can feel it. You are broadcasting so loudly that every psionic within the city can probably feel it. ~*
*~ I . . . I am sorry. ~*
*~ Don't be sorry. Tell me what is wrong. ~*
*~ I can't. Please. Maybe later? ~*
*~ What did Brennan do to you? ~* Edward's voice was sad but knowing.
Emma was quick to jump to his defence; she wouldn't let Edward blame Brennan for what was her fault. *~ Nothing. He's done nothing. ~*
She quickly glanced over at the silent elemental, only to find him staring at her. She found herself unable to look away from him. Their gazes locked, and the rest of the team seemed to disappear.
Edward watched the two young mutants stare at each other and sighed. *~ Why is life never simple? ~*
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Jesse and Shalimar watched their two friends; watched as the other two continued to struggle against the pronounced tension between them. They watched as Emma and Brennan gave up and just stared at each other. The hopelessness mirrored in their eyes was painful to observe.
Jesse raised an eyebrow and looked at Shalimar; maybe she knew what was going on? She shrugged at his unspoken question; how was she going to explain when she did not understand herself.
Jesse got up from the table; "Shalimar would you come with me for a second, I think we should check in with Adam and see if everything is alright." Not very subtle but Emma and Brennan didn't even notice; so absorbed in each other were they.
Edward smiled at Jesse; he understood the younger man's need to understand what was going on. He also understood that Jesse would turn to Shalimar before him; that's the way things were. Edward leaned back and waited, eventually they would have to come to him. Then, together, they could figure out something to help Brennan and Emma, *~ Maybe. ~*
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"Okay Shalimar, explain what is going on?! What is wrong with Brennan and Emma?"
"They are in love with each other. I thought that was painfully obvious." Shalimar's tone was dry and slightly exasperated. After hours of watching Brennan watch Emma, she was ready to snap at someone, something - anything. Right now, Jesse presented an attractive target.
"But I thought . . . I thought you and Brennan . . . you two . . ." Jesse trailed off, not sure how to continue.
"Jesse, you've seen the way Brennan looks at Emma. You would have to be blind not to have realised that he has deep feeling for her."
'Yes, but . . . that doesn't mean . . ." Jesse took a deep breath, he had only realised Brennan's feeling for the telempath recently. *~ How long has Shalimar known? Is she all right with it. If he has done anything to hurt her . . . I'll . . .~*
"How long have you known? After you two . . . ?"
Shalimar cut him off, she knew what Jesse was trying to say. "Not long. But I've known something was wrong with Brennan for a while. Ever since Emma became ill, Brennan has been acting strangely. It just took me a while to realise that he was pining for Emma."
"Are you alright?" Jesse's voice was sympathetic.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Shalimar's voice was sharp.
"Come on Shal, I know that there was something between you are Brennan. Please give me some credit."
"Something . . . and nothing. He and I . . . he's never looked at me like that. I've known that what we had was not . . . was not . . . Oh Jesse." With that, Shalimar hurled herself into Jesse's arms.
Jesse was a bit surprised but he held onto Shalimar tightly. She pressed herself closer to him.
"I feel so alone. I was not in love with Brennan but . . . still." Shalimar's voice was barely above a whisper; Jesse had to strain to catch it.
"I know, I know. You could hope before. Now, with Brennan and Emma . . . there's not even that."
"I am not angry with them or anything, I've known something was happening for a while now. But it hurts me to see them. They don't realise how lucky they are. It makes me so angry and saddened to see them waste their time together." Shalimar got this out in a rush. Admitting her feeling, even to Jesse, was difficult for her.
"Well then, what are we going to do about it?" Jesse asked with a ghost of a smile on his face.
Shalimar smiled, the fire returning to her spirit. Jesse was right, they had to do something for their friends; otherwise, she was going to kill them. "We are going to talk to Edward."
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