* * *
Emma woke up again, her mind pounding with emotions. Not hers. She flinched as they got worse. For the past few nights he had been having bad dreams. They had been alright last night. The team had had a party, to celebrate nothing in particular, and Emma had hoped that he would sleep soundly tonight. But it wasn't the case. She got up and reached for her dressing gown. She tipped-toed to his door and whispered in hushed tones his name. "Jesse" She frowned. He didn't answer. She should have known he wasn't there, but he had been broadcasting too loud, and it interfered with her focus. She searched her mind for where he could be and sensed him above her. The Dojo.
He heard her enter and frowned. It was the last thing he needed. A lecture. He smiled to himself. At least it wasn't Shal; she'd have had a heart attack had she been the one to catch him in the dojo at this hour. But it was the only way to take his mind off all that was happening inside of his body, this turbulent stream of emotions.
A click of the switch and the man in the black suit disappeared in a blink of an eye. His patience was at an all time low, and he turned fiercely towards her, hands on hips, and glared, questionably. She spoke. "I never knew the dojo was allowed to be used at these hours. I would have joined you."
"What do you want Emma, shouldn't you be sleeping?"
"I could say the same thing to you."
He glared.
"In fact," she continued, "I could ask you that for the past week."
He threw her an angry look. "Why should you care. No one cares about anyone but themselves anymore. Leave me alone Emma, I don't need your instructions. I get enough from Adam."
The fact was, Jesse hadn't told them about his powers and their effects yet, and his headaches were getting progressively worse. He couldn't sleep at night due to the worry that he might phase something in his sleep. Adam still hadn't checked up on him, due to the fact that he was immersed in correcting the computer systems and passwords. However, he still stuck firmly to the belief that Jesse was not well enough yet to go searching for Avell. So Jesse had been left to his own accord. Keeping well away from everyone Jesse's anger and pain was increasing, as was his ability with his powers. He refused to practice what was happening, preferring the quiet solitude of his room.
But for now, he needed air. He refrained himself from phasing through the wall, not knowing whether this may have any side effects, and stormed passed Emma, marching off, coat in hand, through the door. He needed fresh air, and stuck in sanctuary was not going to get him anywhere.
He left amid Emma's pleading cries of "Jesse, please!" and walked into the clear cloudless night.
* * *
"Adam, Jesse's left sanctuary and turned his comlink off." Emma's urgent voice rang through the air in the computer room.
Adam turned his chair around and looked at Emma worried. "How long ago?"
"Ten minutes, maybe less."
Adam sighed. "I should have kept a closer eye on him." He frowned. "Doesn't anyone sleep in this place?!"
"Not Jesse. He was in the dojo. Torturing himself no doubt, by the looks of things. He got mad when I approached him and stormed off, black eye and all." Emma sat down sadly.
"Adam, I'm worried about him. He's not slept in a week, and his emotions show he's in pain Adam, he needs help. He's holding back from us. I don't know what, but he's scared. You have to help him." Emma sent Adam a pleading look.
Adam nodded, his face grim. "We'll have no choice but to wait for him to come home. I'll talk to him. He needs another checkup, but after that last incident I feel rather reluctant to do it."
He leaned over and hugged Emma. "Don't worry. We'll sort him out. He'll be back soon."
* * *
"Where the hell have you been?" Adam stormed through the archway as Jesse entered the hall.
He ignored the older man, and walked past him, but Adam swung him round. "Jesse."
"What," The young man sighed.
"We were worried. You know you aren't allowed out of sanctuary at the moment."
"Yeah, well I wanted some fresh air." Jesse turned round again, but stopped as his head began exploding with pain again. He doubled up in pain, hands no head.
"Jess, what is it?" Adam asked him with concern, rushing to the boys' side.
"Nothing," Jesse muttered, inwardly kicking himself at making the scene. No doubt Adam would want to check up on him now. "Small headache," he added.
"Come to the lab," Adam said predictably, "I want to check you out."
Jesse straightened up. "No, honestly, I'm fine. Just need a paracetamol." He started walking away.
"Jesse," Adam said in warning tones, "you're ready for a checkup, and either you take your ass there now, or ill get one of the others to do it for you."
Jesse walked on without comment.
Adam sighed, and walked away to find Brennan. Maybe he could help.
* * *
"Jess," came the soft voice behind him. "you really don't look well. What's wrong? You've been avoiding us all." Shalimar had insisted on talking to Jesse.
Jesse looked into the wistful eyes of Shalimar. He sat down on the chair, and looked up at her, feeling dizzy and confused.
"I," he began, and then stopped. He felt strange, and lost. Why hadn't he confided in Shal, in any of them? They were just trying to help. A little voice came into his head. But Adam knew something.
"Why wont anyone tell me what happened back there? I know that Avell guy from somewhere. Adam knows him. The look on his face when I ask. What is it all about?"
Shalimar walked towards him and draped her arms over his shoulders and sighed. "I know Adams acting strange, but he wants to help you. Honest. We're going to sort this out when you are feeling better. Just let Adam see you. Please."
Jesse looked up into her eyes, and realized why this girl was as close as his sister. He nodded slowly, then wished he hadn't as shooting pains went through. He was feeling worse than before now, and really wanted something to ease the pain. He stood up, but slipped over dizzily. Shalimar was down there in an instant, helping him up again. But not before Jesse did it again. He had placed his hands on the floor, to stop himself from falling, and closed his eyes for comfort when he felt the sensation of the wooden floorboards beneath his hands. He looked as the floor phased out, and he pulled his hands away. He hadn't fallen through, but he was the only one. Shal, who was holding on to him for added support looked in amazement as his bed, desk, and computer slipped effortlessly through the open gap. She was looking at Jesse in amazement.
"Comon Jess. Change it back. Concentrate."
Jesse crouched, uncomfortable at Shal's weight on him, but conscious that this was to stop her from joining his bed and desk. He closed his eyes and tried to inhale deeply. That's what he had done before. The floor flickered. He looked up. There, hovering was Shalimar, massed and still. What had he done?
He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate. He took a deep breath and tried again. The floor slowly materialized and Shalimar stepped back in disbelief at what she had just seen, as Jesse had just managed to change her back.
Jesse, however, was completely exhausted, and collapsed on the floor.
"Adam. I need help," Shal, shouted urgently through her comlink. What the hell had just happened? She stared anxiously at the collapsed Jesse, and added in an insistent voice. "Quickly."
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Emma woke up again, her mind pounding with emotions. Not hers. She flinched as they got worse. For the past few nights he had been having bad dreams. They had been alright last night. The team had had a party, to celebrate nothing in particular, and Emma had hoped that he would sleep soundly tonight. But it wasn't the case. She got up and reached for her dressing gown. She tipped-toed to his door and whispered in hushed tones his name. "Jesse" She frowned. He didn't answer. She should have known he wasn't there, but he had been broadcasting too loud, and it interfered with her focus. She searched her mind for where he could be and sensed him above her. The Dojo.
He heard her enter and frowned. It was the last thing he needed. A lecture. He smiled to himself. At least it wasn't Shal; she'd have had a heart attack had she been the one to catch him in the dojo at this hour. But it was the only way to take his mind off all that was happening inside of his body, this turbulent stream of emotions.
A click of the switch and the man in the black suit disappeared in a blink of an eye. His patience was at an all time low, and he turned fiercely towards her, hands on hips, and glared, questionably. She spoke. "I never knew the dojo was allowed to be used at these hours. I would have joined you."
"What do you want Emma, shouldn't you be sleeping?"
"I could say the same thing to you."
He glared.
"In fact," she continued, "I could ask you that for the past week."
He threw her an angry look. "Why should you care. No one cares about anyone but themselves anymore. Leave me alone Emma, I don't need your instructions. I get enough from Adam."
The fact was, Jesse hadn't told them about his powers and their effects yet, and his headaches were getting progressively worse. He couldn't sleep at night due to the worry that he might phase something in his sleep. Adam still hadn't checked up on him, due to the fact that he was immersed in correcting the computer systems and passwords. However, he still stuck firmly to the belief that Jesse was not well enough yet to go searching for Avell. So Jesse had been left to his own accord. Keeping well away from everyone Jesse's anger and pain was increasing, as was his ability with his powers. He refused to practice what was happening, preferring the quiet solitude of his room.
But for now, he needed air. He refrained himself from phasing through the wall, not knowing whether this may have any side effects, and stormed passed Emma, marching off, coat in hand, through the door. He needed fresh air, and stuck in sanctuary was not going to get him anywhere.
He left amid Emma's pleading cries of "Jesse, please!" and walked into the clear cloudless night.
* * *
"Adam, Jesse's left sanctuary and turned his comlink off." Emma's urgent voice rang through the air in the computer room.
Adam turned his chair around and looked at Emma worried. "How long ago?"
"Ten minutes, maybe less."
Adam sighed. "I should have kept a closer eye on him." He frowned. "Doesn't anyone sleep in this place?!"
"Not Jesse. He was in the dojo. Torturing himself no doubt, by the looks of things. He got mad when I approached him and stormed off, black eye and all." Emma sat down sadly.
"Adam, I'm worried about him. He's not slept in a week, and his emotions show he's in pain Adam, he needs help. He's holding back from us. I don't know what, but he's scared. You have to help him." Emma sent Adam a pleading look.
Adam nodded, his face grim. "We'll have no choice but to wait for him to come home. I'll talk to him. He needs another checkup, but after that last incident I feel rather reluctant to do it."
He leaned over and hugged Emma. "Don't worry. We'll sort him out. He'll be back soon."
* * *
"Where the hell have you been?" Adam stormed through the archway as Jesse entered the hall.
He ignored the older man, and walked past him, but Adam swung him round. "Jesse."
"What," The young man sighed.
"We were worried. You know you aren't allowed out of sanctuary at the moment."
"Yeah, well I wanted some fresh air." Jesse turned round again, but stopped as his head began exploding with pain again. He doubled up in pain, hands no head.
"Jess, what is it?" Adam asked him with concern, rushing to the boys' side.
"Nothing," Jesse muttered, inwardly kicking himself at making the scene. No doubt Adam would want to check up on him now. "Small headache," he added.
"Come to the lab," Adam said predictably, "I want to check you out."
Jesse straightened up. "No, honestly, I'm fine. Just need a paracetamol." He started walking away.
"Jesse," Adam said in warning tones, "you're ready for a checkup, and either you take your ass there now, or ill get one of the others to do it for you."
Jesse walked on without comment.
Adam sighed, and walked away to find Brennan. Maybe he could help.
* * *
"Jess," came the soft voice behind him. "you really don't look well. What's wrong? You've been avoiding us all." Shalimar had insisted on talking to Jesse.
Jesse looked into the wistful eyes of Shalimar. He sat down on the chair, and looked up at her, feeling dizzy and confused.
"I," he began, and then stopped. He felt strange, and lost. Why hadn't he confided in Shal, in any of them? They were just trying to help. A little voice came into his head. But Adam knew something.
"Why wont anyone tell me what happened back there? I know that Avell guy from somewhere. Adam knows him. The look on his face when I ask. What is it all about?"
Shalimar walked towards him and draped her arms over his shoulders and sighed. "I know Adams acting strange, but he wants to help you. Honest. We're going to sort this out when you are feeling better. Just let Adam see you. Please."
Jesse looked up into her eyes, and realized why this girl was as close as his sister. He nodded slowly, then wished he hadn't as shooting pains went through. He was feeling worse than before now, and really wanted something to ease the pain. He stood up, but slipped over dizzily. Shalimar was down there in an instant, helping him up again. But not before Jesse did it again. He had placed his hands on the floor, to stop himself from falling, and closed his eyes for comfort when he felt the sensation of the wooden floorboards beneath his hands. He looked as the floor phased out, and he pulled his hands away. He hadn't fallen through, but he was the only one. Shal, who was holding on to him for added support looked in amazement as his bed, desk, and computer slipped effortlessly through the open gap. She was looking at Jesse in amazement.
"Comon Jess. Change it back. Concentrate."
Jesse crouched, uncomfortable at Shal's weight on him, but conscious that this was to stop her from joining his bed and desk. He closed his eyes and tried to inhale deeply. That's what he had done before. The floor flickered. He looked up. There, hovering was Shalimar, massed and still. What had he done?
He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate. He took a deep breath and tried again. The floor slowly materialized and Shalimar stepped back in disbelief at what she had just seen, as Jesse had just managed to change her back.
Jesse, however, was completely exhausted, and collapsed on the floor.
"Adam. I need help," Shal, shouted urgently through her comlink. What the hell had just happened? She stared anxiously at the collapsed Jesse, and added in an insistent voice. "Quickly."
* * *
There you go! Nice longish chapter just for you! : D
Thank you so much for all my reviews, they are amazing, and yes, I will answer some reviews, just haven't really had the time. For now though, spare that minute and press that ickle button beneath this. (Hint: The one that says 'go', next to submit review!!!!) Love you xxx xxx
