Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Mutant X team. Storyline
is mine, and other characters, but that's it.
Chapter 16: The Fight
Josh slept in his room, which left me and Shalimar to the living room. The only piece of furniture he had in
there was his couch, so I let Shalimar sleep on that and I was gonna to sleep on the floor. He gave us the
only four spare blankets he had. Since it was cold that night, and he didn't have great heat, we each took two
for our selves. Shalimar was warm with two, but I had to put one of mine down on the floor to lay on
because he had wood floors. It still wasn't very comfortable on the floor, but I couldn't sleep anyway. At
about 1:30 I had been trying to sleep for almost three hours and I figured it wasn't going to work. Finally I
decided to take a drive. I got into Shal's car and drove to the gas station. I hadn't gotten gas the whole time I
was using it, and the gauge was on E with the gas light on. I got gas, and decided not to return to Josh's just
yet. The gas station was about 17 minutes from Josh's house, and a half hour from Emma's hospital. I drove
my way to the Millview Medical Hospital and parked in the nearest parking spot I could find. I silently
prayed that Jesse wasn't awake and entered the hospital around 2:45. I went up to the second level and
carefully entered room 202. When I found the both Adam and Jesse were asleep in the room, I smiled
happily and let out a relived sigh. I walked slowly, not daring to chance waking up Jesse, to Emma's bed
and smiled down at her. I slipped my hand into hers for support and she slowly opened her eyes. "Emma!" I
cried, as loud as I dared, which wasn't very loud at all. She smiled at me and I wondered if she knew about
the fight between me and Jesse. "Where's everyone else?" she asked quietly. "Sleeping." I told her. She
obviously was unaware of the time so I explained. "Its 3:00 am." I told her with somewhat of a laugh. "Oh."
She replied still speaking softly. "Why are you up?" she asked. I didn't want to explain the whole thing so I
just said, "I couldn't sleep." It was the truth, even if it wasn't the whole truth. She nodded and smiled once
again. "I'm sorry, Brennan." She said out of nowhere. "For what?" I asked her. "Everything." She said. I
figured she knew the situation and asked her, "Who told you?" "Adam." she said sadly. "Look Emma, its
not your fault. Its not. Its nobody's fault your like this. The thing between me and Jesse is because of me
and my choices as well as his opinions. It doesn't even concern you." I finished, getting a little frustrated.
"Yes it does." Emma argued. I couldn't believe she would be arguing like this but I heard her out. "If it
wasn't for my condition, Jesse would have never said anything like that." She paused before continuing. "I
know that this illness couldn't be contained or controlled, and its no ones fault I have it, but if I wouldn't
had gotten it." I cut her off before she could finish. "Jesse loves you, Emma. That's why he's being so
protective. He doesn't want to admit what's happening and he's upset." I stopped for a second then added,
"We all are." Emma looked me in the eyes and shook her head. "Look, its not like I'm thrilled to be like
this, but whatever happens, happens. There's nothing anyone can do about it." "That's not exactly true." I
admitted to her, assuming Adam didn't tell her the whole story. "I don't want Chemo anyway." She said
reassuringly. I wish she could have said that to Jesse before this conflict even began. "Even so," she
continued from when I interrupted her. "Jesse getting overly upset about this and blaming you is only gonna
make things worse." We both were silent for a while when a not so familiar voice asked, "Brennan?" I
turned around quickly but Jesse was still asleep. I turned around again and saw Adam standing up. "Adam!"
I exclaimed, still not speaking above a whisper. "Brennan, what are you doing? What time is it? Where's
Shalimar? Does Jesse know you're here?" I laughed quietly at Adam's overreaction. "Ok, first off, I'm here
to see Emma, duh. Next, its about," I looked at my watch, "3:30 am. Uh. Shalimar? Oh yeah, she's at one
of my old friend's house. And as far as Jesse, he's still sleeping, thankfully." Adam nodded strangely and
obviously tired. "I wouldn't be so sure about that." A voice said from behind me. I turned around in horror
as Jesse was standing in front of me, a kitchen knife held tightly in his hand. I looked from him to the knife
a few times before Adam said, "Drop it Jesse!" "Nah." Jesse said laughing. I crossed my arms not showing
any weakness or fear. "Jesse! What are you doing?!" Emma shouted. "Emma!" he cried. I knew he wanted
to rush up to her, but he knew he had to take care of me first. "Bring it on." I told him invitingly. He looked
at me a bit shocked then raised the knife quickly and slashed it down towards me. I dodged it easily and
smiled at him teasingly. Anger and hate overcame his face and I was somewhat amused. "Well..?" I
commented, smearing his miss into his beet red face. This made him even more angry and he took
continuous swipes at me. I dodged them all, most of them easily, but some were quite difficult. He
continued this for a few minutes until he finally struck me in the upper arm. I let out a mild cry of pain and
grabbed my bleeding right arm with my left hand. Before he could strike me again, I dashed to my left, and
kicked his right leg, hard. He fell to the ground, but didn't let go of the knife. I decided the was only one
solution so I ignited my right hand, and shocked him just enough to knock him out.
Chapter 16: The Fight
Josh slept in his room, which left me and Shalimar to the living room. The only piece of furniture he had in
there was his couch, so I let Shalimar sleep on that and I was gonna to sleep on the floor. He gave us the
only four spare blankets he had. Since it was cold that night, and he didn't have great heat, we each took two
for our selves. Shalimar was warm with two, but I had to put one of mine down on the floor to lay on
because he had wood floors. It still wasn't very comfortable on the floor, but I couldn't sleep anyway. At
about 1:30 I had been trying to sleep for almost three hours and I figured it wasn't going to work. Finally I
decided to take a drive. I got into Shal's car and drove to the gas station. I hadn't gotten gas the whole time I
was using it, and the gauge was on E with the gas light on. I got gas, and decided not to return to Josh's just
yet. The gas station was about 17 minutes from Josh's house, and a half hour from Emma's hospital. I drove
my way to the Millview Medical Hospital and parked in the nearest parking spot I could find. I silently
prayed that Jesse wasn't awake and entered the hospital around 2:45. I went up to the second level and
carefully entered room 202. When I found the both Adam and Jesse were asleep in the room, I smiled
happily and let out a relived sigh. I walked slowly, not daring to chance waking up Jesse, to Emma's bed
and smiled down at her. I slipped my hand into hers for support and she slowly opened her eyes. "Emma!" I
cried, as loud as I dared, which wasn't very loud at all. She smiled at me and I wondered if she knew about
the fight between me and Jesse. "Where's everyone else?" she asked quietly. "Sleeping." I told her. She
obviously was unaware of the time so I explained. "Its 3:00 am." I told her with somewhat of a laugh. "Oh."
She replied still speaking softly. "Why are you up?" she asked. I didn't want to explain the whole thing so I
just said, "I couldn't sleep." It was the truth, even if it wasn't the whole truth. She nodded and smiled once
again. "I'm sorry, Brennan." She said out of nowhere. "For what?" I asked her. "Everything." She said. I
figured she knew the situation and asked her, "Who told you?" "Adam." she said sadly. "Look Emma, its
not your fault. Its not. Its nobody's fault your like this. The thing between me and Jesse is because of me
and my choices as well as his opinions. It doesn't even concern you." I finished, getting a little frustrated.
"Yes it does." Emma argued. I couldn't believe she would be arguing like this but I heard her out. "If it
wasn't for my condition, Jesse would have never said anything like that." She paused before continuing. "I
know that this illness couldn't be contained or controlled, and its no ones fault I have it, but if I wouldn't
had gotten it." I cut her off before she could finish. "Jesse loves you, Emma. That's why he's being so
protective. He doesn't want to admit what's happening and he's upset." I stopped for a second then added,
"We all are." Emma looked me in the eyes and shook her head. "Look, its not like I'm thrilled to be like
this, but whatever happens, happens. There's nothing anyone can do about it." "That's not exactly true." I
admitted to her, assuming Adam didn't tell her the whole story. "I don't want Chemo anyway." She said
reassuringly. I wish she could have said that to Jesse before this conflict even began. "Even so," she
continued from when I interrupted her. "Jesse getting overly upset about this and blaming you is only gonna
make things worse." We both were silent for a while when a not so familiar voice asked, "Brennan?" I
turned around quickly but Jesse was still asleep. I turned around again and saw Adam standing up. "Adam!"
I exclaimed, still not speaking above a whisper. "Brennan, what are you doing? What time is it? Where's
Shalimar? Does Jesse know you're here?" I laughed quietly at Adam's overreaction. "Ok, first off, I'm here
to see Emma, duh. Next, its about," I looked at my watch, "3:30 am. Uh. Shalimar? Oh yeah, she's at one
of my old friend's house. And as far as Jesse, he's still sleeping, thankfully." Adam nodded strangely and
obviously tired. "I wouldn't be so sure about that." A voice said from behind me. I turned around in horror
as Jesse was standing in front of me, a kitchen knife held tightly in his hand. I looked from him to the knife
a few times before Adam said, "Drop it Jesse!" "Nah." Jesse said laughing. I crossed my arms not showing
any weakness or fear. "Jesse! What are you doing?!" Emma shouted. "Emma!" he cried. I knew he wanted
to rush up to her, but he knew he had to take care of me first. "Bring it on." I told him invitingly. He looked
at me a bit shocked then raised the knife quickly and slashed it down towards me. I dodged it easily and
smiled at him teasingly. Anger and hate overcame his face and I was somewhat amused. "Well..?" I
commented, smearing his miss into his beet red face. This made him even more angry and he took
continuous swipes at me. I dodged them all, most of them easily, but some were quite difficult. He
continued this for a few minutes until he finally struck me in the upper arm. I let out a mild cry of pain and
grabbed my bleeding right arm with my left hand. Before he could strike me again, I dashed to my left, and
kicked his right leg, hard. He fell to the ground, but didn't let go of the knife. I decided the was only one
solution so I ignited my right hand, and shocked him just enough to knock him out.