This is a complete bren/shal chapter!! but i still love the others!! And thank you sooooo much for your reviews!!!! Finally, u can read who this mystery man is!! hope you enjoy this chapter, and once again it is all bren/shal...but there is plenty of adam and jesse later!!! sorry if you were expecting more jesse and adam in this chapter...and emma will come soon!!!! just to say, this is a longer chapter!!
Meanwhile a few blocks down-
'You okay Miss?'
'Miss? Never been called that before...yeh I'm fine.'
'Sorry I didn't know what to call you. Here,' The stranger gave her a hand and helped her up to her feet. Standing next to him, she felt too short. He must have been 6ft 2. At least.
'Brennan Mulwray.' He extended his hand again but this time for her to shake.
She finished dusting her clothes and shook his hand.
'Brennan, huh? Shalimar. Shalimar Fox.' After taking his hand she immediately had a rush go through her just from the feeling of the strong touch in his hand. She looked up to his face but didn't really notice the detailed features on his face. She could just make out a nice square but curved jaw and short dark hair. *hmm...tall, dark, mysterious..and no doubt handsome!*
'Yeh, got that right...' He chuckled making it visible to her that he was scanning her from head to toe, and quickly gave her a sly smile.
'Are you checking me out, Mr Mulwray?' She smiled back at him flirtatiosly. She couldn't help but feel just like she was in school again, being hit on by another guy. It wasn't totally rare for her to flirt, but it had been a while after she joined mutant X. He made her somehow feel like a little girl again as he gave her a boyish grin of his. *hmm...tall, dark, mysterious..and no doubt handsome!* She immediately laughed at herself after taking a minute to process her thoughts. *Oh well, it's not like I'll find another guy like him...*
'What else can I do?' Brennan put his hands up as if defending himself from her remark. 'And please...no need with the formal manners. Call me Brennan, or Bren for short...that's what my friends call me.'
*hmm...tall, dark, mysterious..and no doubt handsome!* She immediately laughed at herself after taking a minute to process her thoughts. *Oh well, it's not like I'll find another guy like him...*
Shalimar laughed softly at his remark and turned her head to avoid eye contact with him. Forgetting what had just happened, she forgot about the punches and scratches on her face but it wasn't forgotten by Brennan. He immediately noticed the marks on her face and put his hand to her face only to begin absent-mindedly stroking her cheek with his thumb. Shalimar hissed quietly to herself as he touched the graze on her face but Brennan didn't miss the expression on her face as she winced away from his hand.
'You're hurt.' He felt a sudden need to take care of her. It wasn't really a feeling...more of an order. He was ordering himself to take care of her, even though he had just met her. *Help her Bren...she's hurt. Yet she's still beautiful...how can she be so beautiful but just have gone through a hell of a fight?!* He snapped out of his thoughts as she replied back to his comment.
'I'm fine. It's just a small scratch.'
'No...it's a big scratch. Come on, I'll fix it up for ya.'
'No really, I've gotta head home.'
'Where's home?'
'It's...sorta...I can't tell you, sorry.' She suddenly noticed the lack of jewelry on her own hands...where was her comlink? She frantically looked around looking for it, forgetting that Brennan was there.
'You lose something?'
'Umm...no...listen, I've really gotta go.'
'It's okay. Listen, that just gives you a choice.' She looked up and their eyes met, in a battle of brown versus brown.
'It just means that you're coming with me until a) you're better, or b) someone you know can pick you up.'
'Listen...Brennan...you seem like a nice guy, but I can look after myself. This doesn't normally happen - I mean, somebody having to rescue me...'
'Look. This place is filled with nasty people - they kill, they steal, they murder - I wouldn't even trust myself alone here.'
'And here you are...alone...trying to save a supposed damsel in distress.'
'Well, I had some business to take care of...and you're lucky I was here.'
'Yeh sure...big boy.' She said it with a hint of sarcasm and Brennan couldn't help but smile at her comment, no one usually called him that, especially not sarcastically.
'Just come with me...I'd feel a whole lot safer...' They both made eye contact once again, and Shalimar finally gave into his little boy puppy-eyed trick. All she could do was say yes, but not before sighing to let him think that she didn't want to. She couldn't help but notice the big grin on his face as he led her back to his car. She stopped in her tracks and caused him to stop with her.
'What's wrong Shalimar?'
'Well firstly, call me Shal...please..., and what do we do about my bike?' She pointed to her bike that was just parked in the alleyway in the other direction. They walked over to it, and after examining it he had told her to put it into his car.
'You can put it in the boot of my car...it's a big car.'
'Right...I bet it is!'
All Brennan could do was just smile at her and think that even with all the scratches on her face she was still beautiful.
In Brennann's car-
Shalimar's bike managed to fit in the back of Brennan's car, after putting down the back seats. The bike was a little larger than Brennan had expected, but it still fit. Shalimar was sitting in the passenger seat next to Brennan having no idea where they were headed. She didn't want to ask him though, just in case she sounded a bit impatient. Brennan, having no music on, decided to break the silence between the two of them.
'So what was a nice girl like you doing in a place like that?'
'Nice girl, huh?' She broke the tension with a small laugh and small sigh. 'Well...I...I was just looking around.'
'Looking around, eh? Looking for anything in particular?'
'No...just...looking around...what about you then?'
'Me? Oh...umm...I was on business.'
'Ahh...a thug' Shalimar said it in a joking manner and winked at him just to make him smile at her.
'Thug? ouch!' Brennan, still having one hand on the wheel, put the other on his chest pretending that she had hurt him. Then he looked at her only to show her his puppy eyes.
'Oh ok then...I'm sorry...thief.'
'Oh that's a lot better...' Now it was his turn to laugh. He couldn't remember the last time he met someone who could make him laugh within 10 minutes of meeting them.
'Not meaning to sound impatient, but how long are we gonna be?'
'Umm...try...another half hour...give or take 5 minutes.'
''K, well, wake me up when we get there...I need my sleep.'
'Yeh, will do...there's a throw in the back of the car, can you reach it?' Shal reached over keeping in the pain caused by twisting that way. She managed to reach it and put it on herself almost immediately falling asleep.'
Brennan spent about 20 minutes driving while thinking about how lucky he felt about meeting Shalimar. He watched her sleep every now and then at the traffic lights...even with all the scratches, she seemed to glow a positive feeling. Too bad he couldn't let her into his own little secret. Another 10 minutes passed and he parked the car in a little carpark away from the main road.
'Hey, we're here.' He whispered at Shal trying not to suddenly wake her up.
No luck. She simply moved for a split second before rolling to the other side and sleeping again.
'Fine then Shal, have it your way...'
He made his way out of the car and walked over to her side of the car. He carried her out and managed to get her upstairs to floor number 7...through the elavator of course. There was one thing he hadn't thought of. His neighbour...Mrs Roberts.
'Brennan!'
'Mrs Roberts? Hi, how was your night?'
'It was good...what's wrong with your friend there? It looks like she needs some medical help!'
'It's okay...I'm gonna take good care of her, and then I'll get her checked out in the morning.'
'What happened?! Is she okay? I hope she isn't too hurt...' Mrs Roberts was not the woman to think Brennan would ever hurt a girl.
'Mrs Roberts...she's okay, she just got a punch in one of those gang fights, but I brought her home...she'll be fine in the morning'
'Okay, well I had better go...give me a holler if you need help, I'm just downstairs!'
'I will, don't worry...Goodnight! I'll probably see you in the morning!'
'Goodnight Brennan. Sleep tight.' And with that she left in the elevator.
*She really didn't need to see any of that!!* While she was asking him all questions about the blonde woman in his arms, he really felt like collapsing right there...even though she wasn't very heavy, his arms were still getting tired.
He still had trouble carrying her through the corridor and then there was always the matter of opening the door. He found a way to do it though, and the first thing he did was put Shalimar on his bed in order for her to get more rest. He didn't think to change her clothes...she might not have liked him to, but he left some clothes out on the end of the bed just in case she wanted to change when she woke up.
He took a shower and changed before going to bed on the couch. It was quite comfortable in his view, but not as good as his bed he had to admit. Within seconds of lying down with a bedtime book of poetry he fell asleep thinking of the events ahead that were to happen tomorrow...especially with Shalimar.
Whatcha think? carry on? stop? bad? good? hmm...middle? :D I did say it was a total bren/shal chapter...but don't worry the rest isn't all forgotten!! and i will get to emma!!!
Meanwhile a few blocks down-
'You okay Miss?'
'Miss? Never been called that before...yeh I'm fine.'
'Sorry I didn't know what to call you. Here,' The stranger gave her a hand and helped her up to her feet. Standing next to him, she felt too short. He must have been 6ft 2. At least.
'Brennan Mulwray.' He extended his hand again but this time for her to shake.
She finished dusting her clothes and shook his hand.
'Brennan, huh? Shalimar. Shalimar Fox.' After taking his hand she immediately had a rush go through her just from the feeling of the strong touch in his hand. She looked up to his face but didn't really notice the detailed features on his face. She could just make out a nice square but curved jaw and short dark hair. *hmm...tall, dark, mysterious..and no doubt handsome!*
'Yeh, got that right...' He chuckled making it visible to her that he was scanning her from head to toe, and quickly gave her a sly smile.
'Are you checking me out, Mr Mulwray?' She smiled back at him flirtatiosly. She couldn't help but feel just like she was in school again, being hit on by another guy. It wasn't totally rare for her to flirt, but it had been a while after she joined mutant X. He made her somehow feel like a little girl again as he gave her a boyish grin of his. *hmm...tall, dark, mysterious..and no doubt handsome!* She immediately laughed at herself after taking a minute to process her thoughts. *Oh well, it's not like I'll find another guy like him...*
'What else can I do?' Brennan put his hands up as if defending himself from her remark. 'And please...no need with the formal manners. Call me Brennan, or Bren for short...that's what my friends call me.'
*hmm...tall, dark, mysterious..and no doubt handsome!* She immediately laughed at herself after taking a minute to process her thoughts. *Oh well, it's not like I'll find another guy like him...*
Shalimar laughed softly at his remark and turned her head to avoid eye contact with him. Forgetting what had just happened, she forgot about the punches and scratches on her face but it wasn't forgotten by Brennan. He immediately noticed the marks on her face and put his hand to her face only to begin absent-mindedly stroking her cheek with his thumb. Shalimar hissed quietly to herself as he touched the graze on her face but Brennan didn't miss the expression on her face as she winced away from his hand.
'You're hurt.' He felt a sudden need to take care of her. It wasn't really a feeling...more of an order. He was ordering himself to take care of her, even though he had just met her. *Help her Bren...she's hurt. Yet she's still beautiful...how can she be so beautiful but just have gone through a hell of a fight?!* He snapped out of his thoughts as she replied back to his comment.
'I'm fine. It's just a small scratch.'
'No...it's a big scratch. Come on, I'll fix it up for ya.'
'No really, I've gotta head home.'
'Where's home?'
'It's...sorta...I can't tell you, sorry.' She suddenly noticed the lack of jewelry on her own hands...where was her comlink? She frantically looked around looking for it, forgetting that Brennan was there.
'You lose something?'
'Umm...no...listen, I've really gotta go.'
'It's okay. Listen, that just gives you a choice.' She looked up and their eyes met, in a battle of brown versus brown.
'It just means that you're coming with me until a) you're better, or b) someone you know can pick you up.'
'Listen...Brennan...you seem like a nice guy, but I can look after myself. This doesn't normally happen - I mean, somebody having to rescue me...'
'Look. This place is filled with nasty people - they kill, they steal, they murder - I wouldn't even trust myself alone here.'
'And here you are...alone...trying to save a supposed damsel in distress.'
'Well, I had some business to take care of...and you're lucky I was here.'
'Yeh sure...big boy.' She said it with a hint of sarcasm and Brennan couldn't help but smile at her comment, no one usually called him that, especially not sarcastically.
'Just come with me...I'd feel a whole lot safer...' They both made eye contact once again, and Shalimar finally gave into his little boy puppy-eyed trick. All she could do was say yes, but not before sighing to let him think that she didn't want to. She couldn't help but notice the big grin on his face as he led her back to his car. She stopped in her tracks and caused him to stop with her.
'What's wrong Shalimar?'
'Well firstly, call me Shal...please..., and what do we do about my bike?' She pointed to her bike that was just parked in the alleyway in the other direction. They walked over to it, and after examining it he had told her to put it into his car.
'You can put it in the boot of my car...it's a big car.'
'Right...I bet it is!'
All Brennan could do was just smile at her and think that even with all the scratches on her face she was still beautiful.
In Brennann's car-
Shalimar's bike managed to fit in the back of Brennan's car, after putting down the back seats. The bike was a little larger than Brennan had expected, but it still fit. Shalimar was sitting in the passenger seat next to Brennan having no idea where they were headed. She didn't want to ask him though, just in case she sounded a bit impatient. Brennan, having no music on, decided to break the silence between the two of them.
'So what was a nice girl like you doing in a place like that?'
'Nice girl, huh?' She broke the tension with a small laugh and small sigh. 'Well...I...I was just looking around.'
'Looking around, eh? Looking for anything in particular?'
'No...just...looking around...what about you then?'
'Me? Oh...umm...I was on business.'
'Ahh...a thug' Shalimar said it in a joking manner and winked at him just to make him smile at her.
'Thug? ouch!' Brennan, still having one hand on the wheel, put the other on his chest pretending that she had hurt him. Then he looked at her only to show her his puppy eyes.
'Oh ok then...I'm sorry...thief.'
'Oh that's a lot better...' Now it was his turn to laugh. He couldn't remember the last time he met someone who could make him laugh within 10 minutes of meeting them.
'Not meaning to sound impatient, but how long are we gonna be?'
'Umm...try...another half hour...give or take 5 minutes.'
''K, well, wake me up when we get there...I need my sleep.'
'Yeh, will do...there's a throw in the back of the car, can you reach it?' Shal reached over keeping in the pain caused by twisting that way. She managed to reach it and put it on herself almost immediately falling asleep.'
Brennan spent about 20 minutes driving while thinking about how lucky he felt about meeting Shalimar. He watched her sleep every now and then at the traffic lights...even with all the scratches, she seemed to glow a positive feeling. Too bad he couldn't let her into his own little secret. Another 10 minutes passed and he parked the car in a little carpark away from the main road.
'Hey, we're here.' He whispered at Shal trying not to suddenly wake her up.
No luck. She simply moved for a split second before rolling to the other side and sleeping again.
'Fine then Shal, have it your way...'
He made his way out of the car and walked over to her side of the car. He carried her out and managed to get her upstairs to floor number 7...through the elavator of course. There was one thing he hadn't thought of. His neighbour...Mrs Roberts.
'Brennan!'
'Mrs Roberts? Hi, how was your night?'
'It was good...what's wrong with your friend there? It looks like she needs some medical help!'
'It's okay...I'm gonna take good care of her, and then I'll get her checked out in the morning.'
'What happened?! Is she okay? I hope she isn't too hurt...' Mrs Roberts was not the woman to think Brennan would ever hurt a girl.
'Mrs Roberts...she's okay, she just got a punch in one of those gang fights, but I brought her home...she'll be fine in the morning'
'Okay, well I had better go...give me a holler if you need help, I'm just downstairs!'
'I will, don't worry...Goodnight! I'll probably see you in the morning!'
'Goodnight Brennan. Sleep tight.' And with that she left in the elevator.
*She really didn't need to see any of that!!* While she was asking him all questions about the blonde woman in his arms, he really felt like collapsing right there...even though she wasn't very heavy, his arms were still getting tired.
He still had trouble carrying her through the corridor and then there was always the matter of opening the door. He found a way to do it though, and the first thing he did was put Shalimar on his bed in order for her to get more rest. He didn't think to change her clothes...she might not have liked him to, but he left some clothes out on the end of the bed just in case she wanted to change when she woke up.
He took a shower and changed before going to bed on the couch. It was quite comfortable in his view, but not as good as his bed he had to admit. Within seconds of lying down with a bedtime book of poetry he fell asleep thinking of the events ahead that were to happen tomorrow...especially with Shalimar.
Whatcha think? carry on? stop? bad? good? hmm...middle? :D I did say it was a total bren/shal chapter...but don't worry the rest isn't all forgotten!! and i will get to emma!!!