* * *
Jesse rolled weakly over, his headache, if possible, worse than the previous day, and his strength seemed to disappear completely.
He tried to recall what had happened.
He had met the girl in the last safe house. A psionic. She had the ability to read animals minds, to converse with them. He hadn't got far with that subject when he had accepted the drink from her he had begun to feel dizzy. She must have fixed it when she opened it. She had only got it from their store cupboard. But she seemed perfectly nice, Jesse thought. In fact, she was positively cute. Jess grinned, then winced as the muscles in his jaw triggered pain in his head.
He couldn't remember much more. He tried to sit up, his muscles creaking. He was in a room, which would have looked like an ordinary hotel room, had it had any windows. He looked down at his hands. His ring was gone. 'Damn,' he thought. He tried to get up, but a wash of dizziness came over him. He lay down on the green coloured bed. He shut his eyes. 'Maybe 10 more minutes,' he thought, and drifted off into an uncomfortable slumber. The security camera in the corner blinked. Jesse stirred. Yet it was only to roll over, finding a cool patch on his pillow.
* * *
'Got anything Emma?' Adam asked, sweeping round the corner with his shoulders hunched in an uncompromising position, the lack of sleep clearly showing on his face. Emma's drawn-out face looked no better. 'No go Adam.' She said, looking worried. 'He's disappeared. I feel nothing. She turned to him. 'Any luck with the computer?'
'Nothing. I've sent Shal and Brennan out to ask round the clubs, but so far they haven't come up with any leads. Shal has gone through the safe house more times than I care to count, but apart from noticing another presence, no tracks were left behind. Nothing.'
He sighed, his mind wandering to his young member. Jesse. As close as a son. He was the one who needed protecting. Shalimar was too wild to be naïve, Emma - too aware of other peoples minds and emotions to be sheltered from the harsh reality of life, and Brennan, well Brennan sure tasted street life before joining Mutant X. Jesse, Neglected by parents, and sheltered from street life, came to him in a state of pain, and Adam had felt it his duty to help this boy, for this was what he seemed to Adam, a young boy, and keep him from what the cruel world had to offer. His mind snapped back to reality.
'Ok, keep on trying Emma, we should get a lead soon. We have to.'
She nodded, and turned away, shoulders wilting over. Jesse was a brother to her, she only had to think of him to get a psionic connection normally, but now, there was nothing. Just darkness. She never missed any chance to communicate. She couldn't help it, being psionic. Reading people was what she did.
Adam squeezed her shoulder. 'He'll be fine Em; he's been in these situations before. He'll turn up.'
Emma nodded. She wasn't convinced, like she said, reading people was what she did, and Adam's half pleading comment of convincement only smashed any slight hope of connection that evening. She gave a faint smile, and walked down the corridor.
* * *
'Nope, sorry, can't remember anything. Have a nice day,' the bar owner turned from Shalimar, and began walking away, only to find Brennan in his path.
'Either you help us, or we'll fry you,' Brennan growled. 'We just want some info. I'm sure a nice man could help us out.'
'hey man, only kidding,' the man said backing away from what appeared to be sparks from the tall mans hands.
"Anything strange whatsoever. Last few nights?" Shalimar asked smiling convincingly at the man.
He gave a nervous grin. "Erm, well, I guess one small thing. The night you," he nodded at Brennan, 'and another guy asked me about a girl,' he stared at Shalimar, 'A girl came to me after you left. Told her I couldn't help her but she insisted. She gave me a card, especially if this person came back in. She specifically wanted a certain person. Let me see, was it Jamie, or Jesse or something like that?'
'Have you got the card"?' Shalimar snapped, her eyes gleaming.
'Let me see." The man fiddled around in his coat pockets, producing various receipts and pieces of paper. "Nope, must have chucked it out,' he looked with pleading eyes. "Look you guys, do you realize how many people come up to me with messages for other people. How am I meant to remember them all. Remember her name though. Sophie. Tall blonde girl. Pretty"
Brennan and Shalimar looked at each other. "Thanks," Brennan shouted as he turned to rush out of the pub.
Shalimar turned to follow. She lent to the guy, "next time. Help first time round." She gave the man a little shove, and he toppled into the chair. Shalimar ran to join Brennan blowing the barman a sarcastic kiss on the way.
'Was that really necessary?' Brennan asked, hurrying to their car. 'Nope, but he was pissing me off,' Shal replied, and lifting her finger up so Adam had no way of not hearing her she spoke into her comlink.
"Adam. It's the girl. Sophie. Sophie Dier. She was looking for him. What does she want?"
"That's what we've got to figure out," came the reply. "And soon."
* * *
I'm afraid that's all for now folks, hope its whetted your appetite a little more! It's taken a little while to get into it, but I am sure you don't mind, all the more excuse to see Jesse. ; )
Thank you sooooo much for all the reviews. They keep me writing, they are my fuel : D
I am on holiday for the next week so I guess you'll have a little wait *sniff* but if I have time, I'll update once more before I go, but I'd like lots of reviews (flames if you really don't like me!) , or appreciation because I like feedback! Anything that's good, or you would like to see! So press that little purple button!!!!!!
Oh yeah, you are also getting a little conversation with Jesse and Sophie next. ; )
Jesse rolled weakly over, his headache, if possible, worse than the previous day, and his strength seemed to disappear completely.
He tried to recall what had happened.
He had met the girl in the last safe house. A psionic. She had the ability to read animals minds, to converse with them. He hadn't got far with that subject when he had accepted the drink from her he had begun to feel dizzy. She must have fixed it when she opened it. She had only got it from their store cupboard. But she seemed perfectly nice, Jesse thought. In fact, she was positively cute. Jess grinned, then winced as the muscles in his jaw triggered pain in his head.
He couldn't remember much more. He tried to sit up, his muscles creaking. He was in a room, which would have looked like an ordinary hotel room, had it had any windows. He looked down at his hands. His ring was gone. 'Damn,' he thought. He tried to get up, but a wash of dizziness came over him. He lay down on the green coloured bed. He shut his eyes. 'Maybe 10 more minutes,' he thought, and drifted off into an uncomfortable slumber. The security camera in the corner blinked. Jesse stirred. Yet it was only to roll over, finding a cool patch on his pillow.
* * *
'Got anything Emma?' Adam asked, sweeping round the corner with his shoulders hunched in an uncompromising position, the lack of sleep clearly showing on his face. Emma's drawn-out face looked no better. 'No go Adam.' She said, looking worried. 'He's disappeared. I feel nothing. She turned to him. 'Any luck with the computer?'
'Nothing. I've sent Shal and Brennan out to ask round the clubs, but so far they haven't come up with any leads. Shal has gone through the safe house more times than I care to count, but apart from noticing another presence, no tracks were left behind. Nothing.'
He sighed, his mind wandering to his young member. Jesse. As close as a son. He was the one who needed protecting. Shalimar was too wild to be naïve, Emma - too aware of other peoples minds and emotions to be sheltered from the harsh reality of life, and Brennan, well Brennan sure tasted street life before joining Mutant X. Jesse, Neglected by parents, and sheltered from street life, came to him in a state of pain, and Adam had felt it his duty to help this boy, for this was what he seemed to Adam, a young boy, and keep him from what the cruel world had to offer. His mind snapped back to reality.
'Ok, keep on trying Emma, we should get a lead soon. We have to.'
She nodded, and turned away, shoulders wilting over. Jesse was a brother to her, she only had to think of him to get a psionic connection normally, but now, there was nothing. Just darkness. She never missed any chance to communicate. She couldn't help it, being psionic. Reading people was what she did.
Adam squeezed her shoulder. 'He'll be fine Em; he's been in these situations before. He'll turn up.'
Emma nodded. She wasn't convinced, like she said, reading people was what she did, and Adam's half pleading comment of convincement only smashed any slight hope of connection that evening. She gave a faint smile, and walked down the corridor.
* * *
'Nope, sorry, can't remember anything. Have a nice day,' the bar owner turned from Shalimar, and began walking away, only to find Brennan in his path.
'Either you help us, or we'll fry you,' Brennan growled. 'We just want some info. I'm sure a nice man could help us out.'
'hey man, only kidding,' the man said backing away from what appeared to be sparks from the tall mans hands.
"Anything strange whatsoever. Last few nights?" Shalimar asked smiling convincingly at the man.
He gave a nervous grin. "Erm, well, I guess one small thing. The night you," he nodded at Brennan, 'and another guy asked me about a girl,' he stared at Shalimar, 'A girl came to me after you left. Told her I couldn't help her but she insisted. She gave me a card, especially if this person came back in. She specifically wanted a certain person. Let me see, was it Jamie, or Jesse or something like that?'
'Have you got the card"?' Shalimar snapped, her eyes gleaming.
'Let me see." The man fiddled around in his coat pockets, producing various receipts and pieces of paper. "Nope, must have chucked it out,' he looked with pleading eyes. "Look you guys, do you realize how many people come up to me with messages for other people. How am I meant to remember them all. Remember her name though. Sophie. Tall blonde girl. Pretty"
Brennan and Shalimar looked at each other. "Thanks," Brennan shouted as he turned to rush out of the pub.
Shalimar turned to follow. She lent to the guy, "next time. Help first time round." She gave the man a little shove, and he toppled into the chair. Shalimar ran to join Brennan blowing the barman a sarcastic kiss on the way.
'Was that really necessary?' Brennan asked, hurrying to their car. 'Nope, but he was pissing me off,' Shal replied, and lifting her finger up so Adam had no way of not hearing her she spoke into her comlink.
"Adam. It's the girl. Sophie. Sophie Dier. She was looking for him. What does she want?"
"That's what we've got to figure out," came the reply. "And soon."
* * *
I'm afraid that's all for now folks, hope its whetted your appetite a little more! It's taken a little while to get into it, but I am sure you don't mind, all the more excuse to see Jesse. ; )
Thank you sooooo much for all the reviews. They keep me writing, they are my fuel : D
I am on holiday for the next week so I guess you'll have a little wait *sniff* but if I have time, I'll update once more before I go, but I'd like lots of reviews (flames if you really don't like me!) , or appreciation because I like feedback! Anything that's good, or you would like to see! So press that little purple button!!!!!!
Oh yeah, you are also getting a little conversation with Jesse and Sophie next. ; )
