Chapter 13
Rating: PG-13
Summery: Jesse goes to New Orleans to find Emma
Disclaimer: Everything should I mention that doesn't really belong in New Orleans is made up, you wanna know why? 'Cause I couldn't stand the thought of having to study up on it. I barely studied in school I figured why start now? Oh and Mutant X is not mine but belongs to the people who make it. Except Livia and the kinds, they're mine.
Note: People don't forget to visit Sanctuary X. If you want to write about Brennan and Emma fanfic just go under Electric Empathy. Come on, they need more Brennan and Emma fanfic.
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After walking around for a few hours Jesse made the decision to go to the police station. And there he know stood staring up at the building wondering for the fifth time if this was a good idea. He kept taping his foot in a rhythm and he continued to stare uncertainly up at the building.
" Excuse me? Do you need help?" an officer had been watching him and he noticed that he looked a little lost. "Kinda." Jesse felt like a deer in the headlights. He quickly cleared his head and throat. " I'm, uh, looking for my sister and I was hoping if you could give me an address where she might be staying."
" Do you have a picture of what she looks like? I may have seen her around." He watched as the young men reached into his back pocket and pulled out a wallet and gave him a picture of pretty brunette with a shy smile and it had the young man standing next to her smiling.
" That's an old picture. She's died her hair red and she's pregnant now. I don't know how many months." There was one thing Jesse never told Adam and it was that cops made him nervous. Even though he didn't do anything, they made him feel like he was going to do something wrong.
" Pretty girl. I take it the parents didn't take well with her pregnant?" he asked. Shame really. The girl in the picture looked like she couldn't fight to save her life. And she looked old enough to be on he own.
" Uh, no. Parents are dead. The guy who got her pregnant, well from what I understand it was more of a physical relationship and she ended up falling in love with him." Jesse still felt anger at Brennan for his actions. For a guy that lived on the streets and proclaimed to have street smarts, he sure was stupid not to use a rubber.
The cop gave a sympathetic nod. Young people now and days take so much risks. He handed Jesse back the pictures and pointed his head in the direction of the front doors. " Come with me. I'll see what I can do." Jesse gave a relived sigh and he saw the smile that broke out over the older man's face and realized that his relief must have been apparent.
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" Livia can you help me?" Emma called as she stuck her head out of her bedroom to yell for Livia, who was in her own room. Emma found the house strangely quite now that the kids were off to school. It was a nice change. There was no more yelling and screaming and crying, well for few hours at least. Emma stuck her head back into her room when she heard the muffled 'just a second'.
She went back to her full mirror in the corner of her room. She wanted to wear a dress but it just made her fell fatter than she looked like and everything else she tried on she hated it, so she chose to wear overalls and a light pink tank top. She wondered if she should put her hair up in a pony tail, over the last few months she let it grow out and had it cut to one length. Now it rested gently on the tops of her shoulders.
She decided on the ponytail, it made it easy to see and move around. She was wrapping the ponytailer around her hair when Livia came hopping in on one foot while trying to put on the other shoe. " Emma! We're going to be late to Dr. Zimmer if you don't hurry up! And why don't you have on your shoes?" Livia finished with a mother like stance with her hands on her hips.
It made Emma feel like she was seven all over again and she interrupted another one of her mother's ghost parties. She curled her toes under her feet and looked down only to have her view blocked by her bulging stomach. " I couldn't see my feet. And I can't reach them." She said with a pout.
Livia gave a slight chuckle and pulled out the white sneakers that she had on her bed. "Come on, sit down." Emma sat down on the bed and watched as Livia helped her put on her socks and shoes. As she finished she patted the shoes and rose up and held out her hand. "Come, now it's time to go to the doctors."
Emma waded her way up from the bed and went over to the chair that held her purse. She paused as she saw herself in the mirror. " I think there is more than one in there." She stated as she turned for the door. "Mmm. Yes, so do I. I was just waiting for you to come to the same conclusion." Emma scoffed at Livia.
"You were not!" she watched as Livia stopped at the top of the stairs and then held out her hand as she helped her down the stairs. "Yes I did. You are far more developed than I was when I was pregnant. The only thing that could explain your size is that you are having more than one child."
Emma blew a raspberry in Livia's direction and gave her a glaring look. " Well you could have told me." She pouted again. Livia gave a sly smile and with a mock English accent " That my dear would have not been any fun." She ran for the door as she heard Emma give a cry of disbelief.
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More to come. Soon I should hope.
Rating: PG-13
Summery: Jesse goes to New Orleans to find Emma
Disclaimer: Everything should I mention that doesn't really belong in New Orleans is made up, you wanna know why? 'Cause I couldn't stand the thought of having to study up on it. I barely studied in school I figured why start now? Oh and Mutant X is not mine but belongs to the people who make it. Except Livia and the kinds, they're mine.
Note: People don't forget to visit Sanctuary X. If you want to write about Brennan and Emma fanfic just go under Electric Empathy. Come on, they need more Brennan and Emma fanfic.
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After walking around for a few hours Jesse made the decision to go to the police station. And there he know stood staring up at the building wondering for the fifth time if this was a good idea. He kept taping his foot in a rhythm and he continued to stare uncertainly up at the building.
" Excuse me? Do you need help?" an officer had been watching him and he noticed that he looked a little lost. "Kinda." Jesse felt like a deer in the headlights. He quickly cleared his head and throat. " I'm, uh, looking for my sister and I was hoping if you could give me an address where she might be staying."
" Do you have a picture of what she looks like? I may have seen her around." He watched as the young men reached into his back pocket and pulled out a wallet and gave him a picture of pretty brunette with a shy smile and it had the young man standing next to her smiling.
" That's an old picture. She's died her hair red and she's pregnant now. I don't know how many months." There was one thing Jesse never told Adam and it was that cops made him nervous. Even though he didn't do anything, they made him feel like he was going to do something wrong.
" Pretty girl. I take it the parents didn't take well with her pregnant?" he asked. Shame really. The girl in the picture looked like she couldn't fight to save her life. And she looked old enough to be on he own.
" Uh, no. Parents are dead. The guy who got her pregnant, well from what I understand it was more of a physical relationship and she ended up falling in love with him." Jesse still felt anger at Brennan for his actions. For a guy that lived on the streets and proclaimed to have street smarts, he sure was stupid not to use a rubber.
The cop gave a sympathetic nod. Young people now and days take so much risks. He handed Jesse back the pictures and pointed his head in the direction of the front doors. " Come with me. I'll see what I can do." Jesse gave a relived sigh and he saw the smile that broke out over the older man's face and realized that his relief must have been apparent.
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" Livia can you help me?" Emma called as she stuck her head out of her bedroom to yell for Livia, who was in her own room. Emma found the house strangely quite now that the kids were off to school. It was a nice change. There was no more yelling and screaming and crying, well for few hours at least. Emma stuck her head back into her room when she heard the muffled 'just a second'.
She went back to her full mirror in the corner of her room. She wanted to wear a dress but it just made her fell fatter than she looked like and everything else she tried on she hated it, so she chose to wear overalls and a light pink tank top. She wondered if she should put her hair up in a pony tail, over the last few months she let it grow out and had it cut to one length. Now it rested gently on the tops of her shoulders.
She decided on the ponytail, it made it easy to see and move around. She was wrapping the ponytailer around her hair when Livia came hopping in on one foot while trying to put on the other shoe. " Emma! We're going to be late to Dr. Zimmer if you don't hurry up! And why don't you have on your shoes?" Livia finished with a mother like stance with her hands on her hips.
It made Emma feel like she was seven all over again and she interrupted another one of her mother's ghost parties. She curled her toes under her feet and looked down only to have her view blocked by her bulging stomach. " I couldn't see my feet. And I can't reach them." She said with a pout.
Livia gave a slight chuckle and pulled out the white sneakers that she had on her bed. "Come on, sit down." Emma sat down on the bed and watched as Livia helped her put on her socks and shoes. As she finished she patted the shoes and rose up and held out her hand. "Come, now it's time to go to the doctors."
Emma waded her way up from the bed and went over to the chair that held her purse. She paused as she saw herself in the mirror. " I think there is more than one in there." She stated as she turned for the door. "Mmm. Yes, so do I. I was just waiting for you to come to the same conclusion." Emma scoffed at Livia.
"You were not!" she watched as Livia stopped at the top of the stairs and then held out her hand as she helped her down the stairs. "Yes I did. You are far more developed than I was when I was pregnant. The only thing that could explain your size is that you are having more than one child."
Emma blew a raspberry in Livia's direction and gave her a glaring look. " Well you could have told me." She pouted again. Livia gave a sly smile and with a mock English accent " That my dear would have not been any fun." She ran for the door as she heard Emma give a cry of disbelief.
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More to come. Soon I should hope.