Wonder if she knows
The way I saw her soul
Light up my life
Wonder if she knows

of the pain I feel tonight-Switchfoot

"What are you smiling at?" asked Emma.

"You," Brennan replied, "You look pretty."

"Thanks, not really my style but I like it." Emma said smoothing her skirt out with her hands as they walked into the large club.

Shalimar linked her arm with Emma's.

"I did rather good," she said smiling.

Emma was dressed in a long denim skirt that had a slit up the side and a black low cut shirt that was decorated with dark green sparkles and had large bell sleeves; she wore several thick silver bracelets on her wrist and pair of black ankle boots.

"In deed," laughed Jesse.

"Hey, are you checking me out?" asked Emma feigning anger.

"No!" exclaimed Jesse.

"Oh," Emma pouted.

"Do you want me too?" asked Jesse.

"Wow!" said Brennan as they walked into the club "Look at this place."

Emma looked around the club in amazement; it was huge, about the size of a warehouse and was decorated with tropical flowers.

"Well…"Said a familiar voice, "It's the non believer."

Emma laughed slightly and turned around.

"Hello, I'm Puck Keagan," he said.

"Emma Delauro," Emma replied, "These are my friends Shalimar Fox, Brennan Mulwray and Jesse Kilmartin."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all," Puck said shaking their hands "Corrie! Please seat my guests in the front. Guys, this is my little sister Corrie, if you need anything at all, ask her."

"I'm going to use the rest room," said Brennan "I'll be right back."

Brennan walked into the men's room, walked into a stall and locked the door.

"Adam?" he asked.

"Bren? Are you all right?" came the reply.

"Fine. Listen, Could you look up someone on the database for me?"

"Um…Okay."

"Corrie Keagan," said Brennan.

"Okay, can I ask what's wrong?"

"Well, nothing. I hope."

"All right Bren, here she is. Full name: Corinna Elizabeth Keagan. Age: 21. Wow, she's got a rap sheet as long as yours."

"Haha, Funny."

"That all?" asked Adam.

"No."

"All right. Hey Bren?"

"Yeah?"

"Go have some fun, huh? Em's a big girl, she can take care of herself."

Brennan sighed and walked out of the bathroom.

"Mr. Mulwray?" asked Corrie "Come with me, I'll show you to your seat."

"Hey, are you all right?" asked Emma lightly touching his arm.

"Peachy," he replied.

Emma looked at him and shook her head. She could feel that he was jumpy; his dark eyes flitted from one corner of the club to the next like he expected some to jump out and grab them.

"Please relax," she exclaimed settling back into her seat "You're making me nervous."

Emma looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"Please leave me alone," she whispered.

Kyle had ripped something from her, something that she may never get back. She trusted him for what he had seemed to be and it had nearly killed her.

"No Em," he whispered brushing the hair from her face.

He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and she laid her head on his shoulder.

"I can't believe I trusted him," she whispered "I trusted him and he nearly got us all killed."

Brennan shook his head.

"Emma, everyone makes mistakes," he whispered into her dark red hair.

"Sorry," he whispered as the lights went down "I'm just a little…"

"Nervous? Worried? Untrusting? Wary?" she joked.

"Where is she sitting?" asked Puck.

"First row," replied Corrie "Are you sure about this?"

"Of Course!" he exclaimed sharply "didn't you feel it? The sheer power coming of from her?"

"Do you really think her friends are just going to let you take her?"

"Like they could stop me," he said his eyes fading to black.

"They're not normal," his sister whispered.

"Of Course not," he replied "A feral, an elemental and a molecular. All very strong."

He patted his sister long red hair and smiled.

"Don't worry so much Cor," he said, "Everything is going to be fine."

"He is cute," said Shalimar "If you like that scruffy musician type."

Emma laughed.

"Oh, but I do," she replied "And there's something so..So.."

"Magical?" asked Shalimar.

"You're dork," Emma laughed.

"Shh!" whispered Jesse "Its about to start."

"Sorry," whispered Shalimar.

Emma eased back into her chair and was immediately transfixed by the performers onstage.

"I need a volunteer," said Puck.

His eyes locked with Emma's and he smiled.

"How about you?" he asked.

"Okay," Emma replied.

"Good," he exclaimed clapping his hands together like a child at his birthday party "Bring her to the stage."

Author's Note: Thanks for all the really great reviews. The italics are flashbacks, since the story takes place after this season. And plus I want to show how great the Emma/Brennan relationship is.

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