Chapter 4

It was several hours later before Adam had finally fallen asleep, unfortunately it was at the computer console and Shalimar still sat in a chair next to Brenn's Pod. Emma has slept for a little while but couldn't stay that way she kept seeing everything that happened earlier that day.
Emma changed her cloths and slowly crept into the Lab. Nothing had changed since the last time she had been there. As she stepped out she noticed the little girl sitting at the head of the stairs. Earlier the child had fallen asleep on the lab floor shortly after the incident with Jesse. Emma said the child had told her she had no family. So Adam carried her to one of the spare rooms. He part of him was very curious bout the child another part was to worried about Brennan to allow his scientific curiosity to take priority. The child was in sanctuary it was not like she would be going anywhere before he could study her uh them.
"What are you doing up this late." She whispered as she sat next to her.

"Do you feel him? We do." the little girl pouted "The Angry one. Do you feel him."

"You're talking about Jesse?

"He says he was not hurt but he is, we can tell. You need to find him he needs you to find him."

"You can sense his emotions?"

"Of course, can't you?"

Emma's smile was false, but she didn't want to frighten the child. " My mind has been else where, I am sorry. I just can't seem to concentrate."

"We can show you" she whispered as she took Emma's hand and with a simple touch her mind seem to open up, she saw Jesse as if she were standing in front of him he was slouched in front of a tree with his hands clasped together pressed tightly to his forehead she looked around and noticed he was sitting under the tree in the park where they had met up with Brennan earlier that day. Then as if looking through someone else's eyes she panned across the park and noticed on the other side of the playground just past the vale of trees Three cars were being silhouetted against the street lamp. Getting out of the car were a large group of men in black coats carrying stun clubs.

Still that left them with another problem. If they left and something happened to Brennan Jesse would never forgive them.

"Adam, Shalimar. " She hollered in to the Lab. "We've got to hurry, Jesse's in trouble."
She could tell by the looks on their faces they were feeling the same way she was, but dear God, Jesse needed them and need them now. Even Adam agreed that if things were as bad as Emma felt they were it would take all of them to save him. Jesse would just have to understand they have done all that can be done for Brennan. That sad truth was Brennan was on his own.

Brennan had pictured death in his minds eye many times as a youth. There were always two versions, heaven and Hell. Hell was being trapped on the streets by people who considered you a freak and a thief, all because you were different and lived in a rundown tenement house that made the gutters look clean. The other was always just outside his grasp. It would seem that was again his fate. He remembered all to vividly his last moments of consciousness the man in the garage striking at Jesse only to connect with him. There really was no time to move bringing him to his last real memory. The moments as he fell, still paralyzed with the sting of the tazer, he couldn't do anything but watch the heavens as he fell backwards.

Strange how it led him back here. The top of the office building 18 blocks from his house it wasn't the tallest building in the city but if there really were a God then maybe he would be willing to meet him halfway. From here you could see for miles in any direction if that is the sky were clear. You could even see the park in the middle of town. It looked like what he imagined Sherwood Forest must look like from the spires of a castle. But if it were a normal day you could not see anything. It was if you were enveloped in a cloud. You were lucky to see your hands in front of your face. He couldn't come here much because it was often very humid and it would make him feel weak. Sometimes so weak he would fall asleep up there until what time the sky had cleared and the stars had replaced the vale where the sun should have been. That was the time he knew he was close to heaven. The stars like angels watching over him. As glanced up into the clouded sky he wondered out loud; "If this is death, where are my angels now?"

"Maybe you answered your own question."

Startled Bren turned quickly toward the young voice

"After all,' the boy continued, "if you were dead, that would like make me the angle, and well, all-in-all, it's a lot to live up to at my age."

"If I'm not dead how did I get here? And where the hell did you come from?" Watching as a kid moved out of the fog into view. He was a tall young man maybe 15years of age. He wore a ski cap on his head and had his hands tucked into his coat pocket as if he were cold.

"Would you believe up the fire escape through the emergency door? The way everyone does."
Brennan looked around nothing but fog was visible behind the boy and there was no sound of traffic. He took a few steps behind the boy and still couldn't find a door or anything to confirm that he was not dead.

"What door?"

The boy just seemed to get irritated by the question.

"Does it matter? I am here. What is it about an adult psyche that proclaims ' if I don't understand it, it can't be real, or having a bad dream? In your case you pushed to the dead side awfully quick. Maybe this is all just a bad dream? Why are you in such a hurry to be dead?"

"I don't know? I mean ...OH forget it." Brennan whispered. There was something familiar in the boy he couldn't place it but he felt a bond and a need to trust the kid.

The kid just circled him, shaking his head, as if looking over a lost puppy "I hope you don't always give up so easily."

Bren was all set to loose his tempter but then he realized that there may be another explanation for this kid to be with him maybe the kid was dead too. Maybe he didn't know he was dead. Right now it was the only answer that made sense.

Frustrated, Brennan walked to the edge of the building. Staring over the edge to the abyss below.

"Hey Man that really isn't the answer." The kid quickly objected. " I mean if you really aren't dead then this would not be the way to find out.

At first Brennan wasn't sure what the kid was talking about then he realized that the boy was thinking he might jump.

"Naw kid, I was just trying to figure out how I got here." he leaned up against the waist high ledge crossing his arms and quickly decided to change the subject. "Never mind, you got a name kid."

"They call me BJ." The kid stated, as he flashed a big smile that made his brown eyes seem to sparkle with specks of gold.

"BJ huh, Well, BJ, I'm Brennan." He said as he held out a hand and waited for the kid to acknowledge his gesture. When he did he Brennan felt a calm unlike anything he had felt in a long time, and for the moment anyway, he was not alone