Disclaimer: If I did own Mutant X a lot of things would be different, you
know! Meaning, like no way do I own the Mutant X on your TV screen! I do
own this story however and its plot. Maybe not its main 5 characters (you
know which ones), I do own Jenny and Gary.
Part 5: Tuesday morning.
Jenny/Emma was rejoicing in the fact that Shalimar and Jesse still hadn't returned from their outing and neither had Adam. She and Brennan had spent the whole night together. Nothing had happened - although she had tried - but she was absolutely certain that something would if those three stayed out a little longer. She'd used her - no, correction, make that, Emma's - powers and found out that Brennan had feelings for Emma. Using that fact to her advantage wasn't going to be a problem. None of the others had noticed anything different about her; she didn't see why Brennan would.
"Brennan, I'm sure they're completely fine," she said smiling at him. After a few moments he nodded his head. "You're right. Jesse and Shalimar can look after themselves." "Besides, Brennan, for all we know they may not be in trouble at all. They just might be..." Jenny/Emma stopped and grinned. "Well, you know!" "What? Jesse and Shalimar? No way!" he said adamantly. "Come on, Brennan. It could happen. Is there some work ethic that I don't know about saying you can't date team members?" she asked suddenly. She hadn't considered that. "Well, no," Brennan said quickly. "I just didn't think that Jesse and Shalimar had feelings for each other. Oh wait," he added. "You knew all along, didn't you? You used your powers and read them." Jenny/Emma shook her head. "Just a suggestion. I've no idea if they really like each other," she said truthfully. "So you're saying that you never read us? Ever?" he asked. "Well...it's not like I don't. How am I supposed to practice if I don't? But, I tend not to go there. You know, that's private stuff." Jenny/Emma looked up at him intently. She didn't know what else to say. "So what do you read then?" Brennan said. "Just...general stuff." "Oh...okay." Jenny/Emma lifted herself up and sat on the table next to Brennan. "So, um, what do you wanna do?" "I dunno. You?" "I'm kinda hungry," she admitted. He smiled. "Me too. I haven't eaten anything since last night." At the same time, the two jumped down from the table and ended up standing millimeters in front of each other. Brennan began to move to his right to give her room, but she gently grabbed his hand, motioning for him to stop. "Wait," she called softly. He looked back at her. In her mind, Jenny/Emma debated whether or not to go for it. The proposition won. She leaned forward to kiss him. He didn't pull back.
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"Um...Emma?" She lifted the pillow off her face and saw the outline of a face, her vision blurred by the blinding sunlight streaming in through the windows. "Gary?" "Um...I just wanted to tell you that the dining room is gonna close in, like, half an hour, so if you want some breakfast you're gonna have to come soon." "Okay, Gary. Thanks."
"Hi Gary!" Emma smiled as she sat down across him and put her plate on the table. "Hey Emma," he said, putting his coffee cup down. "How'd you sleep?" "Alright. It's a nice hotel. You?" "Alright." There was silence between them for a few moments. Then Emma said, "Um, Gary?" "Yeah?" "Are you sure you're okay? I mean...it's just...last night. I heard you." "Oh." "It was a nightmare, wasn't it?" "Yeah," he admitted shyly. "Do you get it often?" "Sometimes. It's definitely a recurring one though, just not every single night." There were a few more beats of silence when he asked, "That was you helping me out there wasn't it?" Emma put her fork down and slowly nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorry, if you're angry, but -" "No, it's okay. You helped me a lot. Thanks." Emma smiled for the first time since this mess had begun. "You're welcome."
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Brennan broke off and stepped a bit backwards. "Um, Emma, this is..." "What?" Jenny/Emma asked, wide-eyed and innocent (or so she hoped). "It's just...maybe this isn't the right time," Brennan concluded. "Oh...okay," Jenny/Emma said. She put her hands in her pockets and strolled into the kitchen leaving Brennan behind.
He sighed and jumped backwards to sit back on the table. 'What the hell is wrong with me!? For ages I've wanted to kiss her and when something finally starts to happen, I pull back. Why? Because it...it didn't feel right!?' He hung his head in his hands. 'I'm completely mad. Emma probably thinks something's wrong with me - how right she is! It's not as if I've ever plucked up the courage to kiss her to know whether something felt different, or odd, or whatever! Boy, I wish I was dead!'
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A/N: The next part will be Tuesday afternoon.
Part 5: Tuesday morning.
Jenny/Emma was rejoicing in the fact that Shalimar and Jesse still hadn't returned from their outing and neither had Adam. She and Brennan had spent the whole night together. Nothing had happened - although she had tried - but she was absolutely certain that something would if those three stayed out a little longer. She'd used her - no, correction, make that, Emma's - powers and found out that Brennan had feelings for Emma. Using that fact to her advantage wasn't going to be a problem. None of the others had noticed anything different about her; she didn't see why Brennan would.
"Brennan, I'm sure they're completely fine," she said smiling at him. After a few moments he nodded his head. "You're right. Jesse and Shalimar can look after themselves." "Besides, Brennan, for all we know they may not be in trouble at all. They just might be..." Jenny/Emma stopped and grinned. "Well, you know!" "What? Jesse and Shalimar? No way!" he said adamantly. "Come on, Brennan. It could happen. Is there some work ethic that I don't know about saying you can't date team members?" she asked suddenly. She hadn't considered that. "Well, no," Brennan said quickly. "I just didn't think that Jesse and Shalimar had feelings for each other. Oh wait," he added. "You knew all along, didn't you? You used your powers and read them." Jenny/Emma shook her head. "Just a suggestion. I've no idea if they really like each other," she said truthfully. "So you're saying that you never read us? Ever?" he asked. "Well...it's not like I don't. How am I supposed to practice if I don't? But, I tend not to go there. You know, that's private stuff." Jenny/Emma looked up at him intently. She didn't know what else to say. "So what do you read then?" Brennan said. "Just...general stuff." "Oh...okay." Jenny/Emma lifted herself up and sat on the table next to Brennan. "So, um, what do you wanna do?" "I dunno. You?" "I'm kinda hungry," she admitted. He smiled. "Me too. I haven't eaten anything since last night." At the same time, the two jumped down from the table and ended up standing millimeters in front of each other. Brennan began to move to his right to give her room, but she gently grabbed his hand, motioning for him to stop. "Wait," she called softly. He looked back at her. In her mind, Jenny/Emma debated whether or not to go for it. The proposition won. She leaned forward to kiss him. He didn't pull back.
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"Um...Emma?" She lifted the pillow off her face and saw the outline of a face, her vision blurred by the blinding sunlight streaming in through the windows. "Gary?" "Um...I just wanted to tell you that the dining room is gonna close in, like, half an hour, so if you want some breakfast you're gonna have to come soon." "Okay, Gary. Thanks."
"Hi Gary!" Emma smiled as she sat down across him and put her plate on the table. "Hey Emma," he said, putting his coffee cup down. "How'd you sleep?" "Alright. It's a nice hotel. You?" "Alright." There was silence between them for a few moments. Then Emma said, "Um, Gary?" "Yeah?" "Are you sure you're okay? I mean...it's just...last night. I heard you." "Oh." "It was a nightmare, wasn't it?" "Yeah," he admitted shyly. "Do you get it often?" "Sometimes. It's definitely a recurring one though, just not every single night." There were a few more beats of silence when he asked, "That was you helping me out there wasn't it?" Emma put her fork down and slowly nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorry, if you're angry, but -" "No, it's okay. You helped me a lot. Thanks." Emma smiled for the first time since this mess had begun. "You're welcome."
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Brennan broke off and stepped a bit backwards. "Um, Emma, this is..." "What?" Jenny/Emma asked, wide-eyed and innocent (or so she hoped). "It's just...maybe this isn't the right time," Brennan concluded. "Oh...okay," Jenny/Emma said. She put her hands in her pockets and strolled into the kitchen leaving Brennan behind.
He sighed and jumped backwards to sit back on the table. 'What the hell is wrong with me!? For ages I've wanted to kiss her and when something finally starts to happen, I pull back. Why? Because it...it didn't feel right!?' He hung his head in his hands. 'I'm completely mad. Emma probably thinks something's wrong with me - how right she is! It's not as if I've ever plucked up the courage to kiss her to know whether something felt different, or odd, or whatever! Boy, I wish I was dead!'
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A/N: The next part will be Tuesday afternoon.