So much sadness. So many tears. Why is Jesse crying? And Shalimar and Brennan. Where's Lexa? There. On the ground. She's not breathing.
A funeral. Black coffin being lowered into the ground. Roses scattered across the floor. Tombstone. LEXA PIERCE. Teammate. Friend. Lover.
Fire. Everywhere. Burning flesh. A woman cries. Brennan! Jesse! A wall collapses. No! No! No!
Sheridan shot up straight in bed in a cold sweat, gasping for breath. After a few deep breaths, she noticed Brennan standing in the doorway, gaping at her.
"Brennan-"
"Who are you really?" Brennan asked, his voice cold as ice.
"What do you mean?" Sheridan started to get up.
"Stay right there. Don't move," Brennan warned, electricity crackling off his fingertips.
"What's your problem Brennan?" Shalimar was the last person to get Brennan's frantic message over her ComLink. "What'd you do to Sheridan?"
Sheridan was roped to a chair in the middle of the Safehouse. Her mouth was drawn tight and her eyes burned with rage.
"Look, she's not who she says she is," Brennan informed them.
"What happened?" Lexa crossed her arms over her chest.
"Sheridan was sleeping in the guest bedroom while I was going through some of Adam's files. Suddenly, I began to hear crashing noises coming from the bedroom. When I walked over and peered into the room, objects were flying across the room. She wasn't moving, but her eyes were open. They were black."
All eyes turned to unanimously to Sheridan, who flicked her eyes back and forth across the members of Mutant X. She focused her gaze on Brennan, stating, "Untie me."
Brennan immediately walked over to the chair and began to release her bonds.
"What are you doing Brennan?" Shalimar roughly grabbed his arm, pulling him away from the chair. He ignored her and continued to unwrap the knots until the task was complete. Sheridan stood with her arms crossed in the middle of the group.
"Who are you? You're not just the simple telempath you led on to be," Lexa glared at her callously.
"You're right, I'm not," Sheridan agreed. "I'm the most powerful psyonic Adam ever created. I wasn't joking when I said I could kill you with a single thought. Telepath, telempath, telekinetic, precog, illusionist. I'm them all."
"So how could you possibly have forgotten what happened when you were being held prisoner at the Dominion headquarters?" Jesse asked with a mix of exasperation and awe.
Sheridan erupted into raucous laughter. The four other mutants stared at her in confusion.
"What is so damn funny?" Lexa shouted.
Sheridan's giggles stopped short and she swaggered over to Lexa, staring threateningly into her eyes. "I never said that I was a prisoner at the Dominion."
Lexa's eyes flew to Sheridan's left arm. Sheridan reached down and scrunched up the sleeve until her inner arm was visible.
"That tattoo..." Shalimar's voice trailed off into silence.
"You were an agent," Brennan accused.
Lexa shook her head in disbelief. "She wasn't a Dominion agent. She was a Dominion assassin."