Once again you return to find the continuing story. Aren't I so bad?
Anyway, Hope you liked the last chapter, get ready for more. This chapter
gets a little raunchy w/ some E/J. a little who am I kidding? Hope you
enjoy*Wink* Please r/r. I'd appreciate it Thanks (Using the Remy Zero
lyrics from Shattered, again I don't own them they do)
So get ready and away we go
May angels lead you in:
~*just be still*~
arms just surround like the sun
facing the life we've begun
~*it holds us inside+~
Emma stood there. She could feel it all; all the pain, all the anguish. She couldn't believe it herself. That there was a chance Shalimar would no longer be with them.
*** They all had gone their separate way, to deal with their pain in there own ways. Brennen went to the sparing room. Emma had gone to the reflective pool. Adam had gone to the lab. Jesse went to his room. ***
Emma slowly walked; she didn't care where she was going as long as it was away. She couldn't deal with her pain and everyone else's. It was too hard. She sat by the reflective pool. It was quiet here. Here she could turn inward, and concentrate on her own hurt. Shalimar was her best friend. They were like sisters. They went out partying together. Emma sat down on a bench. She drew a knee to her chest. She could no longer hold back the tears. She cried until her throat was dry. She thought Shalimar would be there always. There was so much she had wanted to say. She had always thought there would be time. She was a fool. Emma stared into the waters of the translucent pool, and tried to envision a world without Shalimar. Who would she have to talk to? She would be the only female at Sanctuary. What would she do without her best friend, her sister? They were so close, and she hadn't told her about her and Jesse yet. Jesse! She had forgotten about him. She couldn't imagine the pain he was feeling, but she felt it. She needed to find him, to hold him, and to let him hold her. She started up the stairs when she heard weeping, unlike any she had ever heard before. It was the sound of ultimate suffering. It was coming from Shalimar's room. Slowly through blurred eyes she opened the door. Jesse was sitting on her bed, with his knees wrenched up to his chest. His red rimmed eyes met hers. In a silent understanding she went to him. He moved over on the bed to make room for her. Jesse opened his arms and Emma slid into them. They laid like that for what seemed like hours. Both holding each other; needing each other in their grief. Emma turned toward Jesse. Her lips touched his in a melding of souls. Emma began to unbutton his shirt. Jesse looked at her with doubt in his eyes. She nodded to his unasked question. They both understood. They needed each other. Not just now, but for always. He loved her and she loved him. They were going to do, what they were about to do because they desired to. They needed the physical contact. He looked at her with understanding. They both knew that this wouldn't just be a fling. This was only the beginning. He shrugged off his shirt. He lifted Emma up onto his lap. Their lips met and he tugged up her shirt and she pulled back and took it off. Their mouths began again. Jesse's hands went to her breast. He massaged it until the nipple stood out. His hands went around her back to remove her bra. She slithered out of it. The rest of their clothes melted off. Then they were naked. Jesse pulled back to look at her. She glowed. Her pale skin stood out against the shadows of the sheets. Jesse thought she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He leaned down and kissed her breast, while his hand kneaded the other one. His tongue flicked over the hardened nubbin. Emma writhed in passion. She was caught up in the sweet torment he inflicted on her body. Jesse's mouth moved back up to met her lips in unbridled fervor. He lifted his body so he would be above her. He stood ready. Jesse looked at Emma, making sure this was what she wanted. Then he heard her voice in his head "Do it" He entered her, slowly. Emma rose to meet him. And their bodies moved in sync until they met the pinnacle moment. Jesse threw back his head as his release was granted. Not two seconds later Emma cried out as she too found sweet release. When it was over Jesse withdrew from her, and cradled her in his arms. Emma turned to his. She softly brushed the hair out of his eyes, which sparkled. They both knew that soon they would have to face the real world, and deal with Shalimar's possible demise, trying to find a cure, and Ashlocke. But for these few moments there was only them and their love.
~*from you one look*~
just one look and everything is shattered
from you one word
~*towers burn and fall, fall, fall*~
~*just be still*~
arms just surround like the sun
facing the life we've begun
~*it holds us inside+~
Emma stood there. She could feel it all; all the pain, all the anguish. She couldn't believe it herself. That there was a chance Shalimar would no longer be with them.
*** They all had gone their separate way, to deal with their pain in there own ways. Brennen went to the sparing room. Emma had gone to the reflective pool. Adam had gone to the lab. Jesse went to his room. ***
Emma slowly walked; she didn't care where she was going as long as it was away. She couldn't deal with her pain and everyone else's. It was too hard. She sat by the reflective pool. It was quiet here. Here she could turn inward, and concentrate on her own hurt. Shalimar was her best friend. They were like sisters. They went out partying together. Emma sat down on a bench. She drew a knee to her chest. She could no longer hold back the tears. She cried until her throat was dry. She thought Shalimar would be there always. There was so much she had wanted to say. She had always thought there would be time. She was a fool. Emma stared into the waters of the translucent pool, and tried to envision a world without Shalimar. Who would she have to talk to? She would be the only female at Sanctuary. What would she do without her best friend, her sister? They were so close, and she hadn't told her about her and Jesse yet. Jesse! She had forgotten about him. She couldn't imagine the pain he was feeling, but she felt it. She needed to find him, to hold him, and to let him hold her. She started up the stairs when she heard weeping, unlike any she had ever heard before. It was the sound of ultimate suffering. It was coming from Shalimar's room. Slowly through blurred eyes she opened the door. Jesse was sitting on her bed, with his knees wrenched up to his chest. His red rimmed eyes met hers. In a silent understanding she went to him. He moved over on the bed to make room for her. Jesse opened his arms and Emma slid into them. They laid like that for what seemed like hours. Both holding each other; needing each other in their grief. Emma turned toward Jesse. Her lips touched his in a melding of souls. Emma began to unbutton his shirt. Jesse looked at her with doubt in his eyes. She nodded to his unasked question. They both understood. They needed each other. Not just now, but for always. He loved her and she loved him. They were going to do, what they were about to do because they desired to. They needed the physical contact. He looked at her with understanding. They both knew that this wouldn't just be a fling. This was only the beginning. He shrugged off his shirt. He lifted Emma up onto his lap. Their lips met and he tugged up her shirt and she pulled back and took it off. Their mouths began again. Jesse's hands went to her breast. He massaged it until the nipple stood out. His hands went around her back to remove her bra. She slithered out of it. The rest of their clothes melted off. Then they were naked. Jesse pulled back to look at her. She glowed. Her pale skin stood out against the shadows of the sheets. Jesse thought she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He leaned down and kissed her breast, while his hand kneaded the other one. His tongue flicked over the hardened nubbin. Emma writhed in passion. She was caught up in the sweet torment he inflicted on her body. Jesse's mouth moved back up to met her lips in unbridled fervor. He lifted his body so he would be above her. He stood ready. Jesse looked at Emma, making sure this was what she wanted. Then he heard her voice in his head "Do it" He entered her, slowly. Emma rose to meet him. And their bodies moved in sync until they met the pinnacle moment. Jesse threw back his head as his release was granted. Not two seconds later Emma cried out as she too found sweet release. When it was over Jesse withdrew from her, and cradled her in his arms. Emma turned to his. She softly brushed the hair out of his eyes, which sparkled. They both knew that soon they would have to face the real world, and deal with Shalimar's possible demise, trying to find a cure, and Ashlocke. But for these few moments there was only them and their love.
~*from you one look*~
just one look and everything is shattered
from you one word
~*towers burn and fall, fall, fall*~