Title: Magic Where She Walks.
Author: Revolution
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Emma/OC and Emma/Brennan
Summary: Sometimes you just want too be understood.
Author's Note: If you find anything annoyingly wrong please tell me.
And I find it kind of funny, I
find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you 'Cos I find it hard to take When people run in
circles It's a very, very
Mad World-Gary Jules
Emma walked silently through the empty halls, music flowing through her headphones and soothing the ragged emotions that flowed through her. Night was the worst time for her. In her sleep she was unable to keep up her walls and the emotions of those who slept around her invaded her sleep causing dreams that she didn't understand. She smiled when she saw that the lights of the lab still burned. It never surprised her too see that she was the only one still awake; usually she would bring Adam a cup of tea and sit with him while he ran hundreds of useless test, Precautions he took to keep them safe.
"Not this night," she whispered.
Wrapping her robe tighter around her shoulders, she walked on. She stopped at the end table next to the couch and lifted up the picture that sat there. It was of the team the day they went to a carnival. Brennan stood in the back, his arm draped around Jesse and Emma's Shoulder; Shalimar sat on the ground smiling goofily.
"I can't believe you talked me into this," Emma exclaimed.
Brennan smiled as he walked with her to the Ferris wheel.
"I never knew you were afraid of heights," he laughed.
"Well, you learn something knew everyday, don't ya?" she joked nervously.
"If you don't want to go on it, you don't have too," he exclaimed noticing the color of her face turned from porcelain white to a pale green.
"What do you think I am? Chicken?" she replied "Besides, I'm not afraid of heights, they just make me nervous."
Emma laughed. That day had been so wonderful, they had ridden the rides until they were dizzy, eaten all kinds of junk food and Brennan had won a gigantic purple dragon for her. A reward for riding the Ferris wheel with him, or so he says she thought with a laugh. She placed the picture down and continued on her way. She reached under the steps that led to the upper level of sanctuary and pulled out her worn, leather journal, She brushed the dust off of the cover that once shown a deep emerald color and opened it up; taking up her trusty pen, she began to write down her visions, her dreams and the events of her day.
THE NEXT DAY…….
Emma smiled ruefully when the kitchen went silent as she walked in.
"Whatcha guys talking about?" she asked stealing an apple from the bowl on the table.
She knew what they had been talking about; they were worried about how little sleep she had been getting.
"What the plans are for today," Shalimar replied.
"Nice save," Emma muttered.
Brennan lightly touched her arm.
"Maybe you should stay home and rest," he said.
"I'm fine," she exclaimed "Pinky swear."
Brennan knew even if there was something wrong, there was a very slim chance that Emma would have told him; He couldn't help it though, he was worried about her.
"I say we shop," Shalimar said taking a big bite out of her bagel.
"You always say that," Jesse groaned.
"She's a girl," Emma laughed, "What do you expect? Her to say let's go hunting?"
"Ooo..Or what about a nice game of Football?" Shalimar joked, "Go long Em!"
Emma laughed and caught the empty juice bottle Shalimar had tossed to her.
"And It's Good." She yelled.
"I think you're supposed to dance now," Shalimar giggled.
LATER THAT DAY….
Emma groaned as she walked through the crowd.
"God, I hate crowds," She exclaimed "Sometimes I wish I could just…."
"Use your powers?" Shalimar laughed.
"It would be soooo easy," Emma exclaimed "One small blast and suddenly they'd all have to pee."
"What is going on anyway?" Shalimar asked.
Emma elbowed her way to the front of the crowd. She tapped the shoulder of a little girl who stood next to her.
"Excuse me? What is going on here?" Emma asked.
The little girl smiled a toothy grin.
"A magic show," she replied.
Emma smiled at the little girl.
"I need a volunteer," Said a deep voice "How about you?"
Emma looked up from the little girl; standing in front of her was a very tall man. His eyes were a dark Sapphire color and were framed by the longest eyelashes Emma had ever seen; His hair was ebony colored and streamed down his shoulders, his smile was wide and mysterious.
"I'm afraid I won't be such help," Emma said "You see, I stopped believing in magic a long time ago."
The man gasped in fake shock.
"You don't believe in Magic?" he asked, "What kind of a life, pretty lady, could you possibly live with no magic?"
"Em?" asked Brennan as he came to stand next to her "You all right?"
"Yeah, Brennan," She replied smiling at the man "I won't volunteer but I bet this pretty young girl would love to be your volunteer. Wouldn't you sweetie?"
The girl smiled and nodded.
"You ready?" Brennan asked.
"Yeah, lets go home," Emma replied.
Brennan looked back at the man then wrapped an arm around Emma's shoulder.
"Wait! Miss!" said a voice.
They turned around to see a short blond women running towards them.
"Puck has requested I give you tickets for the show tonight," she exclaimed breathlessly "How many?"
"Umm…Okay," said Emma looking at Brennan "Five?"
"Here you go," the women said.
"Excuse me?" asked Emma "Why is he doing this?"
"He wants you to believe," she whispered.