I'm sorry its been so long since the last chapter. Its been a busy school week and I haven't had the time to draw breath, let alone write.
I received only two reviews for the last chapter which was a little off putting so I hope people will take the time to review this one.
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She twisted the faucet and watched for a second as the cool clear water rushed out and filled the tall glass. She turned the tap once more and stopped the flow before placing two white tablets onto the back of her tongue. She took a gulp of the water and felt all of it slide smoothly down her throat. She leant her hip against the counter and stared out of the window in front of her at the world beyond. Jesse had brought her home in the Helix, and had then gone to pick Brennan up from the mansion. She had been made aware of the situation regarding Lucy by Lexa and had then been left alone to try and acclimatise herself to Sanctuary once more. She had been moving around a lot recently and it was good to be home.
'Hey,' came the voice of Brennan from behind her. She had heard his footsteps from all the way down the hall and had been waiting, hoping that he didn't want to have a really long conversation. She had been attempting to subdue the headache that had been raging ever since the fight and talking was not something that she could see as helpful.
'Hi,' she replied as she turned around to face the tall man. He looked tanned and rested, but his shoulders held tension that she could tell came from the fear he was feeling at seeing her, more than from the mission he had just undertaken.
They both stared at each other, Brennan wanting so much to talk about what was going on between them but unsure of how to broach the subject; Shalimar wanting to avoid talking about anything.
'So, I...' Brennan started but he was quickly cut off by Shalimar.
'I really have to go unpack and I'm tired and I have to shower,' she said, knowing that her excuses sucked but unwilling to give the real reasons behind her antisocial behaviour.
'Oh,' Brennan said. He looked down at the floor. He had wanted to be near to Shalimar ever since she went to the other side of the country but now that he was in the same room as her not only was he a bumbling idiot but she seemed completely repulsed by the idea of them being close.
Shalimar smiled halfheartedly as she walked past Brennan and out into the corridor. She made her way to her room, her feral senses on overdrive as she tried to avoid Jesse or Lexa knowing that they would want to hear about her father as much as Brennan. She finally made her way to her own private sanctuary and slid the door closed behind her, feeling the wood on the back of her arms. She turned and leant her forehead against it, feeling it cool her hot skin down.
Eventually she moved away and pulled her bag off of her bed. She couldn't be bothered to unpack. She couldn't really be bothered to do anything. She was feeling lethargic and restless. She wanted to do something to stop her from dwelling on subjects a little too close to home but she didn't have the energy to do anything.
She looked around at the door as she heard it slide open.
'I'm sorry if you're tired and I understand that you at some point need to unpack but we have to talk and we have to talk soon,' said Brennan, quickly and in a rush as he slid the door closed behind Shalimar and blocked her only escape.
'Look, Brennan, I'm not deliberately putting off talking to you but I really don't wanna do this now. Its too much, too soon and...' Shalimar's voice trailed off as she looked into his eyes, pleading silently with him to understand why she couldn't talk to him at that particular moment.
Brennan breathed deeply. He had jogged all the way from the kitchen to Shalimar's room because he had realised just how much they needed to talk and he had been determined to not take no for an answer but seeing her looking so weak and vulnerable he couldn't do it. He couldn't force her to have a conversation she didn't want to have. He turned and tried to slide the door open.
'What the hell?' he said as he found that it was stuck.
'Brennan?' Shalimar asked from behind him. She frowned. She knew she hadn't locked the door and she hadn't seen Brennan lock it either. Her mouth opened as the pieces all fit together.
'Jesse,' she said into her comlink, her anger evident by her voice.
'Hey Shal,' Jesse replied. She could tell he had a smile on his face.
'Jess, open the friggin door, now,' she said forcefully.
'Nope,' came the reply.
Brennan and Shalimar looked at each other.
'What?' Shalimar said. She was not in the mood to play any games even with Jesse.
'Myself and Lexa have come to the decision that you and Brennan are going to talk about what is going on between you two. You are not gonna avoid the situation like you normally do with crap excuses, and if locking you both in a room for a couple of hours is what it takes then so be it. I am now going to turn off your comlinks so there will be absolutely no distractions. If you want to get out to eat or drink or do anything you should probably start talking sooner rather than later.'
And with that silence pervaded through the room.
***
'I take it you told them the plan,' Lexa said as she walked into the room. She hadn't seen Brennan or Shalimar for some time and there had been some suspicious banging coming from Shalimar's bedroom.
'Yeah. I think she might actually kill me when she gets out,' replied Jesse, with a broad smile. He was fed up of the tension between the two of them and, being happy himself felt he could afford to help them sort out their problems.
Lexa walked up behind him, wrapped her slender arms around his waist and rested her chin lightly on his shoulder. She relished the closeness and increased her hold on him, not wanting to loosen her arms long enough to let him get away.
Jesse turned his head and their lips met as Lexa moved around his body. His arms moved around her and pulled her closer. After the other night they had both decided that they would much rather get together than do a Shalimar and Brennan. They were both tired of people screwing around, knowing what they wanted and not having the guts to admit to it.
'Well, if you think she's going to kill you,' Lexa said as they pulled apart, 'can you imagine what she is going to do to me?'
Jesse laughed. 'You are a dead woman walking,' he replied before pulling her in for another kiss.
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'Well, it looks like we have no other option but to talk this out,' Brennan said as he turned away from the door and his fruitless attempts at opening it.
'You're loving this aren't you?' Shalimar replied. 'You have been wanting to talk to me since forever and now you've got your chance.' She dropped onto the bed and sat with her head in her hands.
'You know what? You're right. I have been dying to talk to talk to you ever since you went to New York. In fact I've wanted to talk to you ever since I met you about what I feel for you. I love you. But you avoid everything because no matter what kind of tough exterior you put on you're still the scared little girl whose father put her in a mental institution...'
He frowned as his voice cut out. Shalimar's shoulders were shaking violently and the sounds of racking sobs were coming from the figure on the bed. Brennan couldn't see her downturned face which was blocked from his view by her thick mass of hair.
'Shalimar?' he said quietly as he walked over to her and knelt down in front of her quivering body. 'Shal?'
She said nothing, she couldn't speak let alone about her feelings. The tears streamed down her face thick and fast and sobs constricted her throat. Eventually she managed to draw breath, breathing in the air around her, gulping it down like it was the last she was going to get. Her shaky hand reached up to brush her hair away from her face and she looked up at Brennan. The look of concern that she saw was enough to almost make her start crying again.
'Are you okay?' he asked, resting his hand on her shoulder.
'He's dead,' she replied after a lengthy pause.
'Your father?'
'Yeah. When he went into the hospital it looked like he might make it out of the coma. I guess I allowed myself to hope that maybe, just this once something would go right in my life, that maybe I wouldn't be the one left alone.'
'What happened?' Brennan asked, as Shalimar's voice began to falter.
'Genomex is up and running,' she replied. She couldn't quite believe it herself. When Brennan had killed Eckhart it had seemed like a whole new beginning, especially with the arrival of Lexa. It had been like they were starting a new chapter in Mutant X and that maybe they could finally leave everything else behind. But clearly they were not that lucky.
'They killed him?' Brennan said with a frown. He would never have guessed that the GSA was back. He knew there would have been people searching for Nicholas Fox but he could never have imagined that the GSA, in just a few months would have been able to regroup enough to find information on him and then hunt him down.
'They distracted me and by the time I worked it out it was too late. They did something to him, I'm not sure what but afterwards the doctors said there was no hope. They said he could survive for a long time but he would have been a vegetable and I didn't know what to do.' Her voice rose in volume and tone as she told Brennan what had happened. 'And I knew that if he was kept alive with machines he wouldn't really be living. He would just be there. So I asked them to disconnect the machines and they did and then he stopped breathing and his heart stopped beating and he died.' The tears had returned and they fell as Brennan pulled her into his tight embrace. He rocked her back and forth, slowly swaying until Shalimar's audible sobs had stopped. He could feel the salty water seeping through his top to the skin below, he could feel her shaking sporadically as she tried to control herself.
'It wasn't your fault. You could not have done anything more than you did,' he whispered.
She pulled away from him and looked straight into his dark brown eyes. 'I know,' she replied. She knew she had done everything for him. She had fought and she had ran and she had tried to save him. She didn't feel guilty, she just felt sad and empty. She had never been close with her father but it still hurt to know that they would never have the opportunity to make it up to each other.
'You should sleep,' Brennan said. He wanted to help her and he knew that he probably already had but he was now at a loss as to what to do. He wanted to be there for her but had a feeling she should probably be alone.
'No kidding, Sherlocke,' she replied, attempting to lighten the situation.
'Shalimar, Brennan.' The voice made them jump and they both looked at each other, wondering why Jesse sounded so anxious and urgent.
'Yeah?' Brennan replied, knowing that for that moment in time it was probably best to leave the subject of Jesse and Lexa locking him and Shalimar in a room.
'We just got a call from Lucy. It didn't sound good.'
I received only two reviews for the last chapter which was a little off putting so I hope people will take the time to review this one.
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She twisted the faucet and watched for a second as the cool clear water rushed out and filled the tall glass. She turned the tap once more and stopped the flow before placing two white tablets onto the back of her tongue. She took a gulp of the water and felt all of it slide smoothly down her throat. She leant her hip against the counter and stared out of the window in front of her at the world beyond. Jesse had brought her home in the Helix, and had then gone to pick Brennan up from the mansion. She had been made aware of the situation regarding Lucy by Lexa and had then been left alone to try and acclimatise herself to Sanctuary once more. She had been moving around a lot recently and it was good to be home.
'Hey,' came the voice of Brennan from behind her. She had heard his footsteps from all the way down the hall and had been waiting, hoping that he didn't want to have a really long conversation. She had been attempting to subdue the headache that had been raging ever since the fight and talking was not something that she could see as helpful.
'Hi,' she replied as she turned around to face the tall man. He looked tanned and rested, but his shoulders held tension that she could tell came from the fear he was feeling at seeing her, more than from the mission he had just undertaken.
They both stared at each other, Brennan wanting so much to talk about what was going on between them but unsure of how to broach the subject; Shalimar wanting to avoid talking about anything.
'So, I...' Brennan started but he was quickly cut off by Shalimar.
'I really have to go unpack and I'm tired and I have to shower,' she said, knowing that her excuses sucked but unwilling to give the real reasons behind her antisocial behaviour.
'Oh,' Brennan said. He looked down at the floor. He had wanted to be near to Shalimar ever since she went to the other side of the country but now that he was in the same room as her not only was he a bumbling idiot but she seemed completely repulsed by the idea of them being close.
Shalimar smiled halfheartedly as she walked past Brennan and out into the corridor. She made her way to her room, her feral senses on overdrive as she tried to avoid Jesse or Lexa knowing that they would want to hear about her father as much as Brennan. She finally made her way to her own private sanctuary and slid the door closed behind her, feeling the wood on the back of her arms. She turned and leant her forehead against it, feeling it cool her hot skin down.
Eventually she moved away and pulled her bag off of her bed. She couldn't be bothered to unpack. She couldn't really be bothered to do anything. She was feeling lethargic and restless. She wanted to do something to stop her from dwelling on subjects a little too close to home but she didn't have the energy to do anything.
She looked around at the door as she heard it slide open.
'I'm sorry if you're tired and I understand that you at some point need to unpack but we have to talk and we have to talk soon,' said Brennan, quickly and in a rush as he slid the door closed behind Shalimar and blocked her only escape.
'Look, Brennan, I'm not deliberately putting off talking to you but I really don't wanna do this now. Its too much, too soon and...' Shalimar's voice trailed off as she looked into his eyes, pleading silently with him to understand why she couldn't talk to him at that particular moment.
Brennan breathed deeply. He had jogged all the way from the kitchen to Shalimar's room because he had realised just how much they needed to talk and he had been determined to not take no for an answer but seeing her looking so weak and vulnerable he couldn't do it. He couldn't force her to have a conversation she didn't want to have. He turned and tried to slide the door open.
'What the hell?' he said as he found that it was stuck.
'Brennan?' Shalimar asked from behind him. She frowned. She knew she hadn't locked the door and she hadn't seen Brennan lock it either. Her mouth opened as the pieces all fit together.
'Jesse,' she said into her comlink, her anger evident by her voice.
'Hey Shal,' Jesse replied. She could tell he had a smile on his face.
'Jess, open the friggin door, now,' she said forcefully.
'Nope,' came the reply.
Brennan and Shalimar looked at each other.
'What?' Shalimar said. She was not in the mood to play any games even with Jesse.
'Myself and Lexa have come to the decision that you and Brennan are going to talk about what is going on between you two. You are not gonna avoid the situation like you normally do with crap excuses, and if locking you both in a room for a couple of hours is what it takes then so be it. I am now going to turn off your comlinks so there will be absolutely no distractions. If you want to get out to eat or drink or do anything you should probably start talking sooner rather than later.'
And with that silence pervaded through the room.
***
'I take it you told them the plan,' Lexa said as she walked into the room. She hadn't seen Brennan or Shalimar for some time and there had been some suspicious banging coming from Shalimar's bedroom.
'Yeah. I think she might actually kill me when she gets out,' replied Jesse, with a broad smile. He was fed up of the tension between the two of them and, being happy himself felt he could afford to help them sort out their problems.
Lexa walked up behind him, wrapped her slender arms around his waist and rested her chin lightly on his shoulder. She relished the closeness and increased her hold on him, not wanting to loosen her arms long enough to let him get away.
Jesse turned his head and their lips met as Lexa moved around his body. His arms moved around her and pulled her closer. After the other night they had both decided that they would much rather get together than do a Shalimar and Brennan. They were both tired of people screwing around, knowing what they wanted and not having the guts to admit to it.
'Well, if you think she's going to kill you,' Lexa said as they pulled apart, 'can you imagine what she is going to do to me?'
Jesse laughed. 'You are a dead woman walking,' he replied before pulling her in for another kiss.
***
'Well, it looks like we have no other option but to talk this out,' Brennan said as he turned away from the door and his fruitless attempts at opening it.
'You're loving this aren't you?' Shalimar replied. 'You have been wanting to talk to me since forever and now you've got your chance.' She dropped onto the bed and sat with her head in her hands.
'You know what? You're right. I have been dying to talk to talk to you ever since you went to New York. In fact I've wanted to talk to you ever since I met you about what I feel for you. I love you. But you avoid everything because no matter what kind of tough exterior you put on you're still the scared little girl whose father put her in a mental institution...'
He frowned as his voice cut out. Shalimar's shoulders were shaking violently and the sounds of racking sobs were coming from the figure on the bed. Brennan couldn't see her downturned face which was blocked from his view by her thick mass of hair.
'Shalimar?' he said quietly as he walked over to her and knelt down in front of her quivering body. 'Shal?'
She said nothing, she couldn't speak let alone about her feelings. The tears streamed down her face thick and fast and sobs constricted her throat. Eventually she managed to draw breath, breathing in the air around her, gulping it down like it was the last she was going to get. Her shaky hand reached up to brush her hair away from her face and she looked up at Brennan. The look of concern that she saw was enough to almost make her start crying again.
'Are you okay?' he asked, resting his hand on her shoulder.
'He's dead,' she replied after a lengthy pause.
'Your father?'
'Yeah. When he went into the hospital it looked like he might make it out of the coma. I guess I allowed myself to hope that maybe, just this once something would go right in my life, that maybe I wouldn't be the one left alone.'
'What happened?' Brennan asked, as Shalimar's voice began to falter.
'Genomex is up and running,' she replied. She couldn't quite believe it herself. When Brennan had killed Eckhart it had seemed like a whole new beginning, especially with the arrival of Lexa. It had been like they were starting a new chapter in Mutant X and that maybe they could finally leave everything else behind. But clearly they were not that lucky.
'They killed him?' Brennan said with a frown. He would never have guessed that the GSA was back. He knew there would have been people searching for Nicholas Fox but he could never have imagined that the GSA, in just a few months would have been able to regroup enough to find information on him and then hunt him down.
'They distracted me and by the time I worked it out it was too late. They did something to him, I'm not sure what but afterwards the doctors said there was no hope. They said he could survive for a long time but he would have been a vegetable and I didn't know what to do.' Her voice rose in volume and tone as she told Brennan what had happened. 'And I knew that if he was kept alive with machines he wouldn't really be living. He would just be there. So I asked them to disconnect the machines and they did and then he stopped breathing and his heart stopped beating and he died.' The tears had returned and they fell as Brennan pulled her into his tight embrace. He rocked her back and forth, slowly swaying until Shalimar's audible sobs had stopped. He could feel the salty water seeping through his top to the skin below, he could feel her shaking sporadically as she tried to control herself.
'It wasn't your fault. You could not have done anything more than you did,' he whispered.
She pulled away from him and looked straight into his dark brown eyes. 'I know,' she replied. She knew she had done everything for him. She had fought and she had ran and she had tried to save him. She didn't feel guilty, she just felt sad and empty. She had never been close with her father but it still hurt to know that they would never have the opportunity to make it up to each other.
'You should sleep,' Brennan said. He wanted to help her and he knew that he probably already had but he was now at a loss as to what to do. He wanted to be there for her but had a feeling she should probably be alone.
'No kidding, Sherlocke,' she replied, attempting to lighten the situation.
'Shalimar, Brennan.' The voice made them jump and they both looked at each other, wondering why Jesse sounded so anxious and urgent.
'Yeah?' Brennan replied, knowing that for that moment in time it was probably best to leave the subject of Jesse and Lexa locking him and Shalimar in a room.
'We just got a call from Lucy. It didn't sound good.'
