THAT ONE LITTLE THING
BY: Sage 360
Jesse felt it his place to watch Adam.
Now, after tirelessly keeping both eyes on the man, he found himself in the dojo. It wasn't in him to go and change out of his jeans. Instead, the molecular kicked off his shoes and shirt, unveiling a surprisingly thick composition of muscle and tan skin. He sat on the floor, drowning in his thoughts. Lexa. Adam. Brennen. Shalimar.
Amber.
He was never tired of being disgusted at the fact that people still found it 'okay' to try and play God. Hadn't they just finished a mission where Shalimar and Brennen almost died for those reasons (Hand of God, Season three)? The man reached forward, stretching his long arms towards some invisible point in space. How could he weigh his options, he thought. On one side, there was Shalimar and actually Lexa. Shal got hurt if she actually found out what both he and Adam knew. And Lexa lost her baby along with that. And she had said she didn't know if she could have children after her nightmare at Genomax. "Damn you, Thorne." He muttered before standing to stretch again. "And damn you, Adam."
Brennen was another matter all together. Out of protection for Shalimar, and even Lexa, he would initiate that 'round two' he and Thorne owed each other. It was amazing how so many independent strings had come together to weave their tapestry.
Now Jesse was a flash of moves, lost in the practice martial arts. His shoulder length hair was a flash of dirty blonde. How do I deal with Adam, he thought, his father of sorts. He still didn't know he and Lexa connected, and that made his nerves itch. Now, his motions were a procession of slow meditative moves. Blue eyes blazed at the war in his head. Without saying, his heart was torn in so many ways: loyalty, friendship, and family.
Love.
Still, the fact that his 'brother' had a child with the woman he 'wanted' stung. Few timed, he'd actually felt what it was like to be shot, and this one took the cake. He couldn't be mad because it wasn't their fault. And they would deal only how they knew best. Jesse finally collapsed onto the floor, his eyes wide as they drifted towards the spacious skylights of Sanctuary. His heart prayed for something good to come of the moment. Maybe God knew what he needed to do. "After all," the molecular admitted. "We all could use your help."
Brennen woke to a rush of gold falling over his shoulder. The reality that Shalimar lay beside him spread quicker that the smile on his face. The small frame curled beside him, locking a soft leg between his. His fingers swam in the blonde silk while she breathed against him so steadily. Curves pushed into his side softly, bringing on those initial light-headed feelings. All he could do was smile.
In the aftermath of their first encounter, still his mind drifted to his daughter. He hadn't missed the look that struck Shalimar's face that day in the laboratory. And it hadn't gone unnoticed that she seemed genuinely hurt whenever he was with Lexa. She couldn't help what she felt. But the flashes of jealousy, while helping his ego, weren't good. He knew she could be protective, and until several hours ago their bond was only forged of friendship and desire. The man knew when it came down to it, Shalimar would be there for all of them-no matter how it hurt her. And that still didn't make it right.
Her body, curling closer to his broke his thoughts. Brennen pulled the covers over them, before kissing the curve of her forehead. "I won't let you get hurt," he whispered. "I promise."
"ADAM!!!"
The scream bolted them both from their sleep, piecing the once still air of the room. Brennen jumped from the bed, snatching on his jeans as he rushed towards the door. Shalimar followed behind him, gathering herself in a sheet as well.
His hands flung the door open, finding Lexa kneeling in the hallway, her dark hair cascading over the child in her arms. The corner of his eye caught an opened- shirt Jesse and the older man running towards them.
"Lex," Brennen whispered while crouching beside her. The unsettling sight of tears on her face made his stomach drop. "Lex-"
"She's not breathing,,," the woman managed. Brennen pulled back the hair to see his daughter pale, a soft blue forming around her lips. God! NO! He thought."
"Adam, do something!" she yelled again. "Do something! Please!"
"Give her to me!" The doctor took the tiny form and made a b-line for the laboratory, leaving a crumpled mother and her teammates frozen in the hallway. God, help me, he thought. God, please help me!
"You have to pull yourself up." Shalimar whispered, holding onto the woman's shoulders. "She'll be okay." Lexa Pierce was a frozen slump of muscle, trembling at the very touch of anyone. Her brown hair fell around her, and tears rained from her eyes. "Lex-"
"Shal," Brennen interjected. "You and Jess go on to the lab. I'll bring her with me." The feral watched the larger man, whose nerves were now shaking in his own eyes. She stood, adjusting the hold of the sheet around her. "You sure?"
"Yes," he replied a little too quickly. "Just get dressed and go."
Jesse's look told her it was the right thing to do. With that he followed the feral towards her room.
"Lex," Brennen whispered while wrapping his arms around the woman. "Lexa, she'll be alright. But you have to get up and come with me."
"I was just watching her," Slender lips stumbled. "And she,, she gave out. She started turning blue." The elemental wrapped his arms around the slender shoulders. "And she was so cold,,,"
"I know," he replied in a now shaking voice. "But we have to go be with her. Adam will take care of her." But he saw it wasn't in the woman to move. In desperation, the elemental pulled her from the floor. Placing a long arm around her waist, they began a desperate walk towards the lab. "You have to stick with me, Lex." He whispered. "Amber would want you to." The brunette leaned against him weakly, sobbing before her head fell on his shoulder. Them walking was all Brennen could do to keep from breaking. "Stay with me,,," he whispered to his child's mother. Inside, he was praying the same words for his daughter as well.
BY: Sage 360
Jesse felt it his place to watch Adam.
Now, after tirelessly keeping both eyes on the man, he found himself in the dojo. It wasn't in him to go and change out of his jeans. Instead, the molecular kicked off his shoes and shirt, unveiling a surprisingly thick composition of muscle and tan skin. He sat on the floor, drowning in his thoughts. Lexa. Adam. Brennen. Shalimar.
Amber.
He was never tired of being disgusted at the fact that people still found it 'okay' to try and play God. Hadn't they just finished a mission where Shalimar and Brennen almost died for those reasons (Hand of God, Season three)? The man reached forward, stretching his long arms towards some invisible point in space. How could he weigh his options, he thought. On one side, there was Shalimar and actually Lexa. Shal got hurt if she actually found out what both he and Adam knew. And Lexa lost her baby along with that. And she had said she didn't know if she could have children after her nightmare at Genomax. "Damn you, Thorne." He muttered before standing to stretch again. "And damn you, Adam."
Brennen was another matter all together. Out of protection for Shalimar, and even Lexa, he would initiate that 'round two' he and Thorne owed each other. It was amazing how so many independent strings had come together to weave their tapestry.
Now Jesse was a flash of moves, lost in the practice martial arts. His shoulder length hair was a flash of dirty blonde. How do I deal with Adam, he thought, his father of sorts. He still didn't know he and Lexa connected, and that made his nerves itch. Now, his motions were a procession of slow meditative moves. Blue eyes blazed at the war in his head. Without saying, his heart was torn in so many ways: loyalty, friendship, and family.
Love.
Still, the fact that his 'brother' had a child with the woman he 'wanted' stung. Few timed, he'd actually felt what it was like to be shot, and this one took the cake. He couldn't be mad because it wasn't their fault. And they would deal only how they knew best. Jesse finally collapsed onto the floor, his eyes wide as they drifted towards the spacious skylights of Sanctuary. His heart prayed for something good to come of the moment. Maybe God knew what he needed to do. "After all," the molecular admitted. "We all could use your help."
Brennen woke to a rush of gold falling over his shoulder. The reality that Shalimar lay beside him spread quicker that the smile on his face. The small frame curled beside him, locking a soft leg between his. His fingers swam in the blonde silk while she breathed against him so steadily. Curves pushed into his side softly, bringing on those initial light-headed feelings. All he could do was smile.
In the aftermath of their first encounter, still his mind drifted to his daughter. He hadn't missed the look that struck Shalimar's face that day in the laboratory. And it hadn't gone unnoticed that she seemed genuinely hurt whenever he was with Lexa. She couldn't help what she felt. But the flashes of jealousy, while helping his ego, weren't good. He knew she could be protective, and until several hours ago their bond was only forged of friendship and desire. The man knew when it came down to it, Shalimar would be there for all of them-no matter how it hurt her. And that still didn't make it right.
Her body, curling closer to his broke his thoughts. Brennen pulled the covers over them, before kissing the curve of her forehead. "I won't let you get hurt," he whispered. "I promise."
"ADAM!!!"
The scream bolted them both from their sleep, piecing the once still air of the room. Brennen jumped from the bed, snatching on his jeans as he rushed towards the door. Shalimar followed behind him, gathering herself in a sheet as well.
His hands flung the door open, finding Lexa kneeling in the hallway, her dark hair cascading over the child in her arms. The corner of his eye caught an opened- shirt Jesse and the older man running towards them.
"Lex," Brennen whispered while crouching beside her. The unsettling sight of tears on her face made his stomach drop. "Lex-"
"She's not breathing,,," the woman managed. Brennen pulled back the hair to see his daughter pale, a soft blue forming around her lips. God! NO! He thought."
"Adam, do something!" she yelled again. "Do something! Please!"
"Give her to me!" The doctor took the tiny form and made a b-line for the laboratory, leaving a crumpled mother and her teammates frozen in the hallway. God, help me, he thought. God, please help me!
"You have to pull yourself up." Shalimar whispered, holding onto the woman's shoulders. "She'll be okay." Lexa Pierce was a frozen slump of muscle, trembling at the very touch of anyone. Her brown hair fell around her, and tears rained from her eyes. "Lex-"
"Shal," Brennen interjected. "You and Jess go on to the lab. I'll bring her with me." The feral watched the larger man, whose nerves were now shaking in his own eyes. She stood, adjusting the hold of the sheet around her. "You sure?"
"Yes," he replied a little too quickly. "Just get dressed and go."
Jesse's look told her it was the right thing to do. With that he followed the feral towards her room.
"Lex," Brennen whispered while wrapping his arms around the woman. "Lexa, she'll be alright. But you have to get up and come with me."
"I was just watching her," Slender lips stumbled. "And she,, she gave out. She started turning blue." The elemental wrapped his arms around the slender shoulders. "And she was so cold,,,"
"I know," he replied in a now shaking voice. "But we have to go be with her. Adam will take care of her." But he saw it wasn't in the woman to move. In desperation, the elemental pulled her from the floor. Placing a long arm around her waist, they began a desperate walk towards the lab. "You have to stick with me, Lex." He whispered. "Amber would want you to." The brunette leaned against him weakly, sobbing before her head fell on his shoulder. Them walking was all Brennen could do to keep from breaking. "Stay with me,,," he whispered to his child's mother. Inside, he was praying the same words for his daughter as well.