CLUBLIGHTS
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Hey all! Sorry about the delay, life calls, as you know! Thanks for ALL the reviews and Emails. And the KOALARED, this chapter is for you.
Just so you know, this chapter is short. It was a quick brainstorm, before I get into the final stages of this piece. I'm anxious to get the new stuff out to you guys. So enjoy!
As we all know sex solves nothing!
It is only a much-deserved (and wanted) break from the trails and tribulations of the moment. Even in lovemaking, one half-heartedly deals with the fact that this moment won't last forever- so we look forward to 'doing it' again!
If one thing could be said for Jesse, he truly cared for Lexa (and all her physicality). But it didn't stop the thickness between herself and Brennen, Even as they sat across the dinner table or discussed missions. The act of being civil was down right dangerous. They had yet to even attempt to talk, and even though both had himself and Jordan in common, they showed war colors at every possible turn. Those two act so related, the molecular would think at times, almost seeing how both could be some sort of family.
Even now, as he sat with Shalimar, his inner-Emma (as he now called her) was debating how to deal with them. It was easy for the feral who enjoyed the drama being right outside her door and didn't hesitate to get involved. Jesse turned his head to look at her. "Didn't want to come out, huh?"
She looked up from the glass, surveying the bar with honest interest. Finally, they were becoming normal again. At least as normal as they could be in their lives. The blonde double trouble of Mutant X sat drinking quietly at a favorite bar. "It's time I did." She started. "And it's nice to be out with you."
"Yeah," The molecular replied, sipping his beer. "It's been awhile since we went out."
"I think you just needed a break- from Lexa AND Brennen."
"It's not so bad." The man smiled. "Especially with J. around to 'baby sit' Sparky."
"OH! Don't call anything they do babysitting!" The blonde smirked over the rim of her glass. "It's baby-making!"
Jesse grinned at the story his 'sister' had babbled to him days before. "Still scared to go it the dojo, Shal?"
"NO! I don't deal with anyone's sexual tension but my own."
"Yeah right!"
"Anyway, Jesse! You haven't told me how things are going with Lex. What are you two now? Hmmm!"
He watched the dancing brown eyes as the shoulder leaned into him. Shalimar could always make the man break. "We are,,,I don't know. We ARE together!"
"Who said that?"
"We both did." His mind as always drifted back to that moment, when they were limp after being tangled in her sheets for hours. Her vulnerability had never been more so present then at that moment. And it made her beautiful. "We're giving it time."
"Time for her and Brennen to kill each other." The feral smirked. "You know, this morning, I was coming from my 'attempt to go in the dojo.' (Jesse smirked at that, before leaning his chin into an upturned palm). She was coming back from using the computers and ran right smack into Brennen coming out of Jordan's room. It could have been all over right then, Jess."
"Those two don't get along as a way of getting along, Shal. It's how they do things."
"They act so,,,"
"Related." The man finished. "Sounds familiar, huh?" Shalimar smirked at that, finishing the last of her drink.
"Well, at least they don't kill each other while out on missions."
"It's mainly Brennen." Jesse started. "He's a big bull, you know that. But it's how he protects people."
"I know. At least Jordan doesn't see it all the time. They make more of an attempt to be social around her."
Jesse thought about that. He and Jordan hadn't really spoken. Maybe it was them who needed to handle this. He and Shalimar occupied the bar stools for a while, talking about everything they could drum up. But, the man knew this was more so for her. Club Amnesia had dulled her senses, and now she demanded them back. For the past few weekends, if she didn't go alone, one or several of them went out. They drank, partied, and did whatever it was that they should do at that age. Finally, his team was getting back to normal. "Shalimar," he started. "Are you really alright, now I mean?"
"After the whole stripping thing? Yeah. I kind of figured you guys would understand, but it was still un-nerving."
"I know. Lex is fine and I think Jordan's okay as well, but you've been so quiet about it. Are you sure?"
"Yes, little bro, I'm sure!" The woman kissed his cheek gently. "Let's blow this place. I'm hungry."
"As always."
Several hours later, the molecular roamed Sanctuary. His hands pushed into the pockets of his jeans, while blue eyes scanned out into the cavern. In this way, he was becoming like Shalimar. The man could pick up on anything, and everything in his habitat. His footsteps moved quietly along the hall, carrying him deeper into his thoughts. All of which revolved around one thing -Emma.
She had become more of a conscious state for him. If anything went wrong, he'd put it out there, asking mentally "What would Emma do?" This now included the impending blow up between his 'brother' and his 'girlfriend'. Around the corner he found the very person who could make this easier for him. She sat curled up on the couch and reading one of her boyfriend's books of poetry. The molecular found it strange that the two hadn't so readily defined themselves like he and Lexa, especially when knowing how possessive Brennen could be. Jesse debated for a moment, before finally taking the steps to talk to her. If anyone could help him understand this 'battle', it would be Jordan.
Disclaimer: Don't Own them, Damn it! -^_^-
Hey all! Sorry about the delay, life calls, as you know! Thanks for ALL the reviews and Emails. And the KOALARED, this chapter is for you.
Just so you know, this chapter is short. It was a quick brainstorm, before I get into the final stages of this piece. I'm anxious to get the new stuff out to you guys. So enjoy!
As we all know sex solves nothing!
It is only a much-deserved (and wanted) break from the trails and tribulations of the moment. Even in lovemaking, one half-heartedly deals with the fact that this moment won't last forever- so we look forward to 'doing it' again!
If one thing could be said for Jesse, he truly cared for Lexa (and all her physicality). But it didn't stop the thickness between herself and Brennen, Even as they sat across the dinner table or discussed missions. The act of being civil was down right dangerous. They had yet to even attempt to talk, and even though both had himself and Jordan in common, they showed war colors at every possible turn. Those two act so related, the molecular would think at times, almost seeing how both could be some sort of family.
Even now, as he sat with Shalimar, his inner-Emma (as he now called her) was debating how to deal with them. It was easy for the feral who enjoyed the drama being right outside her door and didn't hesitate to get involved. Jesse turned his head to look at her. "Didn't want to come out, huh?"
She looked up from the glass, surveying the bar with honest interest. Finally, they were becoming normal again. At least as normal as they could be in their lives. The blonde double trouble of Mutant X sat drinking quietly at a favorite bar. "It's time I did." She started. "And it's nice to be out with you."
"Yeah," The molecular replied, sipping his beer. "It's been awhile since we went out."
"I think you just needed a break- from Lexa AND Brennen."
"It's not so bad." The man smiled. "Especially with J. around to 'baby sit' Sparky."
"OH! Don't call anything they do babysitting!" The blonde smirked over the rim of her glass. "It's baby-making!"
Jesse grinned at the story his 'sister' had babbled to him days before. "Still scared to go it the dojo, Shal?"
"NO! I don't deal with anyone's sexual tension but my own."
"Yeah right!"
"Anyway, Jesse! You haven't told me how things are going with Lex. What are you two now? Hmmm!"
He watched the dancing brown eyes as the shoulder leaned into him. Shalimar could always make the man break. "We are,,,I don't know. We ARE together!"
"Who said that?"
"We both did." His mind as always drifted back to that moment, when they were limp after being tangled in her sheets for hours. Her vulnerability had never been more so present then at that moment. And it made her beautiful. "We're giving it time."
"Time for her and Brennen to kill each other." The feral smirked. "You know, this morning, I was coming from my 'attempt to go in the dojo.' (Jesse smirked at that, before leaning his chin into an upturned palm). She was coming back from using the computers and ran right smack into Brennen coming out of Jordan's room. It could have been all over right then, Jess."
"Those two don't get along as a way of getting along, Shal. It's how they do things."
"They act so,,,"
"Related." The man finished. "Sounds familiar, huh?" Shalimar smirked at that, finishing the last of her drink.
"Well, at least they don't kill each other while out on missions."
"It's mainly Brennen." Jesse started. "He's a big bull, you know that. But it's how he protects people."
"I know. At least Jordan doesn't see it all the time. They make more of an attempt to be social around her."
Jesse thought about that. He and Jordan hadn't really spoken. Maybe it was them who needed to handle this. He and Shalimar occupied the bar stools for a while, talking about everything they could drum up. But, the man knew this was more so for her. Club Amnesia had dulled her senses, and now she demanded them back. For the past few weekends, if she didn't go alone, one or several of them went out. They drank, partied, and did whatever it was that they should do at that age. Finally, his team was getting back to normal. "Shalimar," he started. "Are you really alright, now I mean?"
"After the whole stripping thing? Yeah. I kind of figured you guys would understand, but it was still un-nerving."
"I know. Lex is fine and I think Jordan's okay as well, but you've been so quiet about it. Are you sure?"
"Yes, little bro, I'm sure!" The woman kissed his cheek gently. "Let's blow this place. I'm hungry."
"As always."
Several hours later, the molecular roamed Sanctuary. His hands pushed into the pockets of his jeans, while blue eyes scanned out into the cavern. In this way, he was becoming like Shalimar. The man could pick up on anything, and everything in his habitat. His footsteps moved quietly along the hall, carrying him deeper into his thoughts. All of which revolved around one thing -Emma.
She had become more of a conscious state for him. If anything went wrong, he'd put it out there, asking mentally "What would Emma do?" This now included the impending blow up between his 'brother' and his 'girlfriend'. Around the corner he found the very person who could make this easier for him. She sat curled up on the couch and reading one of her boyfriend's books of poetry. The molecular found it strange that the two hadn't so readily defined themselves like he and Lexa, especially when knowing how possessive Brennen could be. Jesse debated for a moment, before finally taking the steps to talk to her. If anyone could help him understand this 'battle', it would be Jordan.