Chapter 5

"Emma?"

Adam's warm hand gently cupped the young psyonic's shoulder, she startled slightly as her body could not offer more of a reaction due to the trials that it had been seduced for the past two days.

"Emma? You need rest. Get some sleep, I will call you if I need too. It appears to me she is out of the woods all that is left is patients and time for her to heal. I will inform the others you all need rest."

"Words of rest from tired eyes?" Emma smiled hugging his hand tighter to her shoulder.

"Don't forget Adam. Your only human."

His lips formed a tight all too knowing smile. "I know Emma. Go on."

A last squeeze of reassurance to Adam's hand, she stood and exited the back of the lab. Her mind fuzzy from fatigue her thoughts jumbled, she found her corridors. How long had it been? 48 hours? 72? Sleep, I need sleep. Her bed found her, almost instantly her body shut down, darkness washed over her and blanketed all thoughts within it.

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Jesse had retired to his room to rest after Adam had announced Shalimar would be okay. He knew she would be. Neither he nor Brennan had been allowed to see her. Adam insisted they rest first and let Shalimar do the same.

Brennan had refused to leave and stayed to linger outside the door to the lab. He sat, back against the ruddy wall, arms drooped over his knees, unfocused brown orbs stared out pain swirling within them. It was not like he did not trust Adam's judgment, he did not trust his own. He would not leave until he himself knew Shalimar was going to be okay.

"Brennan?"

He jumped at the sound of Adam's voice. Adam looked horrible, dark circles danced under his eyes even through the dim lighting. Eyelids hung heavily as blinking became a chore.

"Look, Brennan. Since we both know your not going to listen and rest. I need you to keep an eye on Shalimar. I need to get some sleep but I do not want to leave her."

"Sure thing Adam."

Adam turned and walked away, Brennan watched. He respected Adam, no matter how many times he or another teammate went against him, he always watched over them always came back for them. His brow furrowed, what a great weight to haul around on ones shoulders. Shaking the thought away, he had not noticed the stiffness in his joints until the effort to stand took a great deal of strength and will.

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The lab was dark except for the blue light which shown over one of the lab beds where she was sleeping soundly. Brennan approached her slowly as to not make a sound. Her golden hair was strewn wildly about, some still stained with blood and the reminder of the horrific scene. Brennan came to be standing over her looking down he brushed her hair back from her brow. She moved slightly adjusting her shoulder subconsciously; the movement encouraged the white sheet to fall from her. Brennan moved quickly to catch the covering, her exposed milky skin prickled in reaction to the temperature change. The movement provoked a slight whimper as her face contorted with pain even in her slumber. He stood very still not wanting to wake her, her body relaxed. Bandages from her back wrapped abound her chest, he noted her bikini leopard lingerie and mused at the thought of her reaction when she found they had cut the matching bra with scissors. He brought the sheet over her once more brushing blond locks off her chest and placing them beside her neck before securing the covering slightly under her shoulders. Smiling down before turning to retrieve a chair he seated himself beside her combing the stray hairs from her face his hand found hers. His fingers laced together with hers as fatigue overcame him Brennan's head came to rest upon her shoulder he sat slumped in his chair one arm extended out cupping Shalimar's small hand the other hanging limply by his side.

Sorry it is short, I am a little questioning of my writing. Is it too slow? Or wordy? Any input and constructive criticism is welcome.