"She's right ya know."

Shalimar turned around to see a grinning Emma standing behind her in the field.

"You are crazy."

Emma's smug look grew on her face causing Shalimar's anger to do the same. She rushed the psionic only to find herself fall through her in an attempt to tackle her. Shalimar grunted as she collided with the field again and quickly jumped to her feet to face the laughing Emma.

Shalimar tried to calm herself down and stop herself from shaking. She whipped her head to remove the sweat that had started to drip off her.

"I'm not crazy!"

Emma laughed and shook her head at the ferals denial.

"Who do you think is more likely to be the crazy one here, Shal, the mentally strong psionic or the emotionally unstable feral?"

"No, you're doing this to me!"

"Well, I guess you don't really know for sure do you?"

Shalimar hung her head into her hands and groaned in anger and discomfort.

"When Adam gets back they're gonna use you as a lab rat. They're gonna put a water bottle in here for you and you're never gonna get out."

"Shut up!"

"What's wrong? Can't face the truth?"

"Get out!"

Shalimar threw herself down to sit on the floor and grabbed her knees with her arms to sit and twitch.

"They're never gonna trust you again after this," Emma taunted as she began to walk around. She removed her black overcoat and dropped it to the floor in front of a shaking Shalimar.

"They're gonna look at you like a psycho freak."

"No."

Shalimar's voice was a faint cross between sad acknowledgement and soft denial.

"You attacked me, Shal."

Shalimar looked up to see blood suddenly appear on Emma's face and drip down to the floor. Emma brought her hand up to place it on her cheek. She removed it to look at the blood that covered her hand and reveal the large scratch marks that covered her red skin.

"You beat me for no reason. You think I can trust you after that?"

"No it wasn't you. It wasn't Emma it…," Shalimar looked around her surroundings becoming scared at the confusion spreading through her mind.

"It was me."

Emma walked over to stand in front of the crouching feral.

"How could you, Shal? I thought you loved me. Thought you cared about my well being."

"I was trying to stop this. I was just…"

"Crazy," Emma finished as she stood back up.

"No! I was…trying to protect you."

"Protect me? By nearly killing me? Good thing you're not a body guard huh."

Shalimar raised her hands and began hitting herself in the head as she hoped the sights before her would disappear.

"Wake up!"

"You're not sleeping, Shal."

Shalimar jumped to her feet and headed to the edge of the field to look out across the empty room.

"She's not coming back after what you did to her. She could care less about you."

"No. No, she…"

"She's on her link telling Adam what a whack job you are right now. You always had problems controlling your powers, Shal, and the team all knows it. I'm sure none of them will be too surprised to hear you finally flipped it."

"No, I'm gonna tell them about you, about what you're doing!"

"Don't worry you won't be here too long. They'll probably send you away to be studied. After all, we wouldn't want this to happen to any other mutants."

"They're my friends!"

"Your friends are the ones who made you like this. You've been taking your medicine like a good kitty all this time while Adam was experimenting on you and it finally caused you to try and kill the woman you love. Now you're gonna be their lab rat or should I saw cat. But that shouldn't bother you I mean you did always wanna be my pet right?"

Emma walked up behind Shalimar and whispered in her ear.

"I guess I'll just hafta wait 'til the guys get back so they can, um, comfort me."

Emma smiled at seeing the feral grit her teeth and flash her eyes at the remark.

"Aw, does that make you mad?"

Shalimar whipped herself around to see Emma and Jesse making out on the floor in each others' arms.

"What the hell?"

Emma and Jesse fiercely pawed and groped each other as she kissed her way down his bare chest. Shalimar felt her stomach turning at the sight of her best friend with the psionic.

"What's wrong, Shal?" Jesse asked and smiled down to Emma kissing his naval.

"You didn't think I wanted you did you?" Emma asked with a sneer. "I mean, if I want a nut, well." She smiled and turned her attention back to Jesse.

"Stop it!"

"Shal."

Shalimar turned at hearing Emma's voice behind her.

"Who are you talking to?"

Shalimar turned back to where Jesse and Emma had been only to find they were now gone. She looked back to Emma and noticed the large scratches on her face. She saw the psionic had wrapped a bandage around her right wrist and put another on her chin.

"Emma, please stop this," the feral pleaded.

She leaned into the field around her and backed up quickly as it stung her skin. Emma frowned at seeing Shalimar in so much pain and wished she could so something to help her.

"Stop what?" Emma asked trying to reach through to the feral.

"These games I can't take it anymore!"

"Shal, I told you, I don't know what you're talking about. Is there anything else I can do?"

"Let me out."

"I can't do that."

Shalimar's anger brewed stronger and she attacked the field once more with all her strength attempting to tackle the psionic. She was so worked up she didn't even flinch at the pain now surging through her body.

"You won't get away with this!"

"Why do you wanna hurt me, Shal?"

Shalimar flashed her eyes and turned to storm off to the edge of the field once more. She cuddled herself up into a ball and shook with rage and confusion as the psionic watched helplessly.

"The guys will be back tomorrow morning," Emma said trying to hide her sadness. "Get some sleep tonight."

Shalimar didn't look up as Emma turned and slowly made her way out of the room towards the lab, whipping the lone tear that fell and ran down her sore cheek.