Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Mutant X team. Storyline
is mine, and other characters, but that's it
Chapter 15: The Visit
Usually I would say that Jesse was overreacting, and I wouldn't be influenced by him. This time, however,
was different. I knew what he was saying and I took it to be the truth. Any other time I would say that I
knew he didn't mean it, but this time, I knew he did. I didn't know where I was going to go, but I knew I
had to get out of the hospital, and fast. I had to get away from the dieing Emma, but most importantly, the
hateful Jesse. I wanted to stay with Shalimar and Adam to support Emma, but I knew it could never work
out. I could only imagine what Shalimar and Adam were doing or saying to Jesse, if they even had the nerve
to talk. I was on the verge of tears while I was waiting for the elevator to stop at the first floor. When it
stopped I ran out of it, towards the double doors. I ran into a lady on the way but didn't care. I didn't have
the courage to apologize, even though I was sorry. I continued until I was in the parking lot, standing in
front of Shalimar's '98 Sunfire. I didn't have the keys, but that didn't stop me. I got into the car, my way,
and drove off out the parking lot. I sped down the road and was thankful no cops were around. I kept driving
with no way of knowing where I was heading. I drove about two hours before finally stopping. I stopped at
an old friends apartment complex, and approached his door. I stood there for a while, not knowing what to
do. Finally, I knocked on the door, quietly at first, but eventually it got louder. I was banging so hard on the
door, I almost fell frontwards when Josh opened the door. He looked at me in awe and appeared speechless.
"Brennan?" he cried finally finding the right words. "Whoa! What happen to you man? You don't look so
good." He looked worried but I just smiled. "Gee thanks." I replied sarcasticly. We stared at each other for a
second before he said, "Uh. come in." I felt kinda strange coming into his place. I hadn't been there in
over two years, and it still looked the same. We both sat down on his old green couch and I shook my head,
regretting not communicating with him for such a long period of time. "Look man," I started but he stopped
me with his own comment. "No, man. Its alright. I don't know why we didn't stay in touch, but its not your
fault." I smiled thankfully that something wasn't my fault. "You know, its not yours either." I told him,
reassuringly. "So, what's up?" he asked, but I didn't answer him yet. "I mean, something's gotta be wrong if
you came here 'n all." He said, looking at me questionably. "Yeah." I paused before going on. Tears almost
came to my eyes as I told him, "One of my good friends has cancer, and she's gonna die because we don't
have enough money to pay for chemotherapy, which is all my fault, because, according to one of my other
'friends', I'm a low life criminal who can't get a job, and its my fault I am who I am and I deserve to die for
it." I finished it off with anger, frustration, and guilt flowing through me. I hung my head, not able to look
into the eyes of a loyal friend, and tears started to fall. He noticed this and tipped my head up to meet his. I
made eye contact, but looked away immediately. "Look at me." he said calmly. I looked into his eyes and he
seemed to reflect my pain. "It isn't your fault, Brennan. It isn't. You did what you had to in order to survive.
There's nothing else you could've done. You had no choice. Whatever happens, happens for a reason. Your
friend was meant to get this. It was a test to see how you and your," he paused. "Team." I told him, and he
continued. "team, would manage. I know its hard, Brennan, but you guys have to stick together. You and
your 'friend' may be mad at each other now," I interrupted him, "No. I'm not mad at him. He's pissed at me
and he's just trying to place the blame for Emma's condition on someone or something, and I made the most
sense. I may or may not be to blame for this, but he hates me now, and convinced himself that I was the
cause, so he wants me dead." I shook my head yet again as Jesse's haunting words filled my head once
more. I suddenly chuckled once and Josh looked at me seriously concerned. He started to ask, but I didn't
even let him get out a sound. "What's wrong with me?" I asked and he looked extremely confused. "How
are you?" I asked him, feeling selfish. "Huh?" he asked me as if I were crazy. You can't blame him for
thinking that but I didn't think a simple question like that would blow his mind. "How've you been?" I
rephrased my question. "Oh, uh, alright." He didn't really go into detail because his mind was still set on my
situation. The room went quiet and there was a knock on the door. "Be right back." He told me and went to
answer his door. "Hi," he told whoever was on the other side of the door. "Can I help you?" "Yeah." A too
familiar voice said. "Does Brennan Mulwray happen to be here?" she asked and I stood up. "Why?" he
asked concerned. "Who are you?" he had a horrified look on his face and I said, "Its ok, Josh. Shal, please
leave me alone." "Brennan!" she called sounding relived. She flew right passed Josh and into my arms. I
held her close, glad that she didn't leave. "How'd you find me?" I asked her. "I tracked my car from
Sanctuary." She told me in a 'as-a-matter-of-fact' like way. "Oh." I paused. "How's Emma?" "I dunno."
Shalimar told me honestly. "I haven't been there since you left." "You should go back." I told her but she
shook her head stubbornly. "Not without you." I sighed heavily and turned to Josh. "Do you think we could
stay here overnight Josh?" I asked him knowing he would say yes. "Of course, Brennan. That's what
friends are for right?" I laughed and replied with a nod.
Chapter 15: The Visit
Usually I would say that Jesse was overreacting, and I wouldn't be influenced by him. This time, however,
was different. I knew what he was saying and I took it to be the truth. Any other time I would say that I
knew he didn't mean it, but this time, I knew he did. I didn't know where I was going to go, but I knew I
had to get out of the hospital, and fast. I had to get away from the dieing Emma, but most importantly, the
hateful Jesse. I wanted to stay with Shalimar and Adam to support Emma, but I knew it could never work
out. I could only imagine what Shalimar and Adam were doing or saying to Jesse, if they even had the nerve
to talk. I was on the verge of tears while I was waiting for the elevator to stop at the first floor. When it
stopped I ran out of it, towards the double doors. I ran into a lady on the way but didn't care. I didn't have
the courage to apologize, even though I was sorry. I continued until I was in the parking lot, standing in
front of Shalimar's '98 Sunfire. I didn't have the keys, but that didn't stop me. I got into the car, my way,
and drove off out the parking lot. I sped down the road and was thankful no cops were around. I kept driving
with no way of knowing where I was heading. I drove about two hours before finally stopping. I stopped at
an old friends apartment complex, and approached his door. I stood there for a while, not knowing what to
do. Finally, I knocked on the door, quietly at first, but eventually it got louder. I was banging so hard on the
door, I almost fell frontwards when Josh opened the door. He looked at me in awe and appeared speechless.
"Brennan?" he cried finally finding the right words. "Whoa! What happen to you man? You don't look so
good." He looked worried but I just smiled. "Gee thanks." I replied sarcasticly. We stared at each other for a
second before he said, "Uh. come in." I felt kinda strange coming into his place. I hadn't been there in
over two years, and it still looked the same. We both sat down on his old green couch and I shook my head,
regretting not communicating with him for such a long period of time. "Look man," I started but he stopped
me with his own comment. "No, man. Its alright. I don't know why we didn't stay in touch, but its not your
fault." I smiled thankfully that something wasn't my fault. "You know, its not yours either." I told him,
reassuringly. "So, what's up?" he asked, but I didn't answer him yet. "I mean, something's gotta be wrong if
you came here 'n all." He said, looking at me questionably. "Yeah." I paused before going on. Tears almost
came to my eyes as I told him, "One of my good friends has cancer, and she's gonna die because we don't
have enough money to pay for chemotherapy, which is all my fault, because, according to one of my other
'friends', I'm a low life criminal who can't get a job, and its my fault I am who I am and I deserve to die for
it." I finished it off with anger, frustration, and guilt flowing through me. I hung my head, not able to look
into the eyes of a loyal friend, and tears started to fall. He noticed this and tipped my head up to meet his. I
made eye contact, but looked away immediately. "Look at me." he said calmly. I looked into his eyes and he
seemed to reflect my pain. "It isn't your fault, Brennan. It isn't. You did what you had to in order to survive.
There's nothing else you could've done. You had no choice. Whatever happens, happens for a reason. Your
friend was meant to get this. It was a test to see how you and your," he paused. "Team." I told him, and he
continued. "team, would manage. I know its hard, Brennan, but you guys have to stick together. You and
your 'friend' may be mad at each other now," I interrupted him, "No. I'm not mad at him. He's pissed at me
and he's just trying to place the blame for Emma's condition on someone or something, and I made the most
sense. I may or may not be to blame for this, but he hates me now, and convinced himself that I was the
cause, so he wants me dead." I shook my head yet again as Jesse's haunting words filled my head once
more. I suddenly chuckled once and Josh looked at me seriously concerned. He started to ask, but I didn't
even let him get out a sound. "What's wrong with me?" I asked and he looked extremely confused. "How
are you?" I asked him, feeling selfish. "Huh?" he asked me as if I were crazy. You can't blame him for
thinking that but I didn't think a simple question like that would blow his mind. "How've you been?" I
rephrased my question. "Oh, uh, alright." He didn't really go into detail because his mind was still set on my
situation. The room went quiet and there was a knock on the door. "Be right back." He told me and went to
answer his door. "Hi," he told whoever was on the other side of the door. "Can I help you?" "Yeah." A too
familiar voice said. "Does Brennan Mulwray happen to be here?" she asked and I stood up. "Why?" he
asked concerned. "Who are you?" he had a horrified look on his face and I said, "Its ok, Josh. Shal, please
leave me alone." "Brennan!" she called sounding relived. She flew right passed Josh and into my arms. I
held her close, glad that she didn't leave. "How'd you find me?" I asked her. "I tracked my car from
Sanctuary." She told me in a 'as-a-matter-of-fact' like way. "Oh." I paused. "How's Emma?" "I dunno."
Shalimar told me honestly. "I haven't been there since you left." "You should go back." I told her but she
shook her head stubbornly. "Not without you." I sighed heavily and turned to Josh. "Do you think we could
stay here overnight Josh?" I asked him knowing he would say yes. "Of course, Brennan. That's what
friends are for right?" I laughed and replied with a nod.