Chapter 17 By frickangel

"He went to the library…"

"No he didn't." Emma laughed and objected while she tried fixing back the mystery about the children's all time favourite tale of the ten little pigs. "That would be piggy number six. Piggy number seven always went to the circus."

Jesse drummed his fingers over the cell bars and shook his head, "Nooooo… Piggy four went to the circus. I think piggy seven went to the park."

Puffing out her cheeks and pouting, Emma said, "Ten piggies to sort out. This is confusing."

"Oh come on, piggies are a whole lot easier to sort out than how many of us in the how many-eth world."

"That much is true…"

He laughed with his next door cell-mate and let out a long breath. "We do need to sort out the pigs…" he mumbled at himself.

After hours of trying to figure things out, Jesse had Emma calm enough to start seeing things his way, eventually putting into place somethings with what possibly could be a way out and during that, Jesse got himself back together… at least emotional wise.

"Yes, figuring out which piggy goes where is important." Her soft smile spread across her face, as she slipped her hand in between the bars which were only spaced so closely making only Emma's fingers to go in between.

Reaching out with his own, Jesse brushed his hand over hers, a small human touch of encouragement enough to bond them. "Flying pigs." He suddenly thought and let out a loud snort.

"The both of you are in a jovial mood."

Jesse looked up at their visitor whose long blonde hair hung loosely over her shoulders. "Hey Shal, how nice of you to drop by. Would you care for a pig?"

Arms crossed and one eyebrow raised, Shalimar glared at the prisoners with confused amusement. "I rather have cows…"

"Oh! Flying cows!" Emma suddenly exclaimed but fell silent soon enough.

"I didn't know they were serving alcohol in here." The feral hissed and leaned closer, "Or have you lost your minds?"

Trying to get himself in a more upright positing which was hard since half his body wasn't responding and he was laid awkwardly on a floor against the wall. "Nope. At least not yet."

"You see, Shalimar." Emma's voice had a slight iciness to it. "Since you left us here Jesse's been thinking. It's obvious I don't belong here in this world and probably not you as well or that dumb ox Brennan."

"So?" she rolled her eyes as if she had heard it a thousand times. "Eckhart's already told us we'd probably don't belong anywhere and by the looks of things I like it here better."

"Eckhart told you that but he left one minor detail out." Jesse grinned. It was a win-for-them situation or everyone-loses situation. "If we don't get back to our own worlds that we're really from, things are going to get ugly."

"Is that a threat?"

Jesse shook his head and held onto his grin, "Not a threat Shalley my dear, but it's a fact. Just before your Brennan threw me in here, I was running some scans back in Sanctuary, things didn't add up. Readings were off and sitting in here made me realise why. At that time I hadn't known that the bunch of us from different sides are all in one world and since I know that now, it all makes sense."

"What the hell are you blabbing about." She muttered through clenched teeth.

"Each of us carries a different readi- a type of frequency so to put it, and it'll only match with our original world. You, Brennan and Emma being here are ruining that frequency a sort of perfect balance. It's like trying to fit a square through a round hole. It won't work; pretty soon this world and yours will fall apart bit by bit"

Emma started giggling again but stopped herself.

"You're all mad." Shalimar deduced and backed away from the cells.

"Perfectly sane Shal, but we have nothing to lose. Either way we're dead. You could die with us or you set it all back." Jesse rested his head against the wall and closed his eyes.

She stopped just before exiting the room just in time to spit another word at Jesse. "You're mad liars who are trying desperately to escape."

"I swear to you Shal, this is not a lie. You'll see the effects soon, who knows? Maybe one of you might start to lose an arm or a limb, hail storms happening, total destruction or just plain insanity. And maybe we are mad." He chuckled.

Whether or not she had heard the last few words, Jesse may never find out, but he was sure of what he had said. And if the team of the other worlds know about this which hopefully they will, they'll have to put everything back in order. Or they were all doomed.

"Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle…"

"The cow jumped over the moon…" Jesse joined Emma's recitation.

She smiled at him and continued, "The little dog laughed to see such sport."

"And the dish ran away with the spoon." He lifted his hand for effect and allowed the silence to settle. Long enough for the both of them to fill it with eerie laughter again.

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Go through one Genomex and you've seen them all.

Lexa casually strolled through the empty corridors, some idiots waltz by her without so much as noticing an intruder. Then again, it was hard to spot something you can't see. She grinned at herself, knowing that being invisible does have it perks.

And, the first thing she would do is payback Mulwray for the gift he left her back at Naxcon. She was feeling generous that day, maybe she would payback in double and with interest.

Today, deal with this dumb Sparky then settle world crossover problem then go back to original plan.

I need my jell-o fix .

Instinctively Lexa ducked for cover as a familiar blonde airhead walked on by. Usually the feral would be able to sniff her out. But why was she walking so freely through Genomex?

Unless…?

Should've known there was more to those two than goo goo eyes. One spark bolt and a blonde kitty. How quaint.

Following someone who can spot you by your facial wash is not a good thing to do, eventually Lexa made sure Shalimar had stepped up further before continuing her own journey. Following the route where the feral had appeared from, Lexa wondered if bolt boy was down the same room. Instead, what she found were two laughing familiar faces.

And the hits just keep on coming…

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TBC