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 Chapter2: Hangover

The next morning was a Saturday. Adam wouldn't be home before Sunday evening, so everybody slept in. They had said the first one up would make breakfast. It was Emma and because it was already quite late, she decided to make brunch.

The table was set, the smell of coffee filled the sanctuary and the sizzling of scrambled eggs, bacon and sausages in the frying pan finally reached the lazy bunch still in their beds.

Brennan didn't even bother with clothes. He just put a T-Shirt on over his shorts, bare feet touching the floor as he helped himself to the strong brew.

Shalimar at least wore pyjama's similar to Emma's, minus the cardigan the telepath wore over them, and slippers on her feet.

All three of them looked tired, just sitting at the table without exchanging a word, drinking the coffee and waiting for the caffeine to kick in. Emma kept an eye on the pan, yawning from time to time.

"Done. Who wants some?"

Brennan laughed quietly and the smile spreading over his face made him appear more alert than before.

"Maybe Jesse wants some? Where is the drunken coward anyway?"

Shalimar threw a punch at his side but joined in with his laughter.

"He's no coward! He was just in a good mood yesterday. I'll go and get him."

The dark haired Mutant was still grinning.

"If he's not in bed, you might find him in the bathroom, embracing the toilet."

Shal threw an angry glare at him before she walked out of the room.

 Silently she opened the door to Jesse's bedroom. Brennan's words weren't true. He was still sleeping or at least it looked like it. His eyes were closed and he didn't move. Only his breathing was a little to rapid for him to be asleep.

 "Jesse?"

No answer.

'Jesse, you awake?"

Again, there came no answer from the Mutant. For a moment she watched him, unsure what to do. An evil idea crossed her mind, her smile mirroring the thought. If he could drink, he could get up as well…

Yellow flashed over her eyes, shape of a cat, merciless. A few fast steps brought her to the bed and jumping on it with her full weight, she landed on her friend.

"Wake up, Sweetheart!"

A loud groan escaped Jesse, his eyes popped open and he looked groggily at the feral.

"You are mean!" His voice sounded pained and immediately Shalimar regretted pouncing on him.

Quickly, she got off of him, slipping under the blanket beside Jesse, cradling him in her arms.

He leaned against Shal, resting his head on her shoulder, face pressed deep in the hollow of her neck.

"I have such a headache. It feels like my head is split in half!"

The blond woman couldn't stifle a giggle. Her voice sounded quite teasing as she reached out with her hands, gently stroking over the golden-brown hair.

"My poor, little Jesse. I wonder where this came from?"

"Ha ha, very funny."

With a sigh, he put his arms around her waist, pulling her as close as possible. He threw one leg over hers, covering Shal with his warm body.

Memories from the past evening crossed the blond Mutant's mind, making her skin ache for the touch of the man, her partner, friend and little brother, embracing her so deeply.

Without realising it, her fingers moved down Jesse's spine, caressing him with her fingertips.

"You remember, what we did yesterday?"

The question was asked softly, surprising her a little. She'd never thought of Jesse as more than just a friend. It scared her a little…

"Hmm, yeah…"

Jesse turned his head slightly, almost causing Shal to pull back from the sudden touch of his lips on her skin. Her hip was grabbed more firmly, the feel of his long fingers burning through every nerve of her body.

Oh yes, he remembered. It was like he had seen her for the first time with his eyes wide open. The way, her blond hair fell down her back in such a lovely way. The curve of her hip as she leaned, relaxed, against the wall surrounding the pond. A face with big eyes, taking his full attention with it when she looked straight into his.

"We shouldn't have done that. Danced like we did!"

Shalimar felt his whispered words, a rush of heat on her neck. But did he really mean what he just said?

"It was just a drunken emotion." Her own voice sounded sad, matching Jesse's thoughts.

Jesse licked his lips, touching her skin ever so slightly. Or was it just her imagination tricking her? 

Jesse changed his position a little, pushing her down underneath his body, the sweet pressure of his weight causing her to lie very still.

Fingers moved sweetly over her side or didn't they?

Shalimar leaned her heated face on his soft hair. She was confused, unable to think straight. Again, the fight in her head started anew about right or wrong. The little devil grew stronger with the warmth of Jesse's body spreading through her veins, guiding her hands over his back and shoulders and neck.

Jesse made small approving sounds…

 The door was pushed wide open with such power, that it hit the wall with a loud bang. Startled, Shalimar let go of Jesse, almost jumping out of bed.

Jesse winced under the sudden noise, cutting like a knife through his already tortured mind.

Brennan stormed in and had the same devilish smile on his face as the night before, when he saw the mess at the pond.

"I thought you wanted to get Jesse out of bed? And what do I see now? Nothing but an excuse to lay down again."

He moved closer and took hold of the blanket. His eyes gleamed with mischief when he snagged it away.

Jesse just rolled onto his side, glaring daggers at his tall partner before he pulled the pillow over his head.

"Go away!" His voice growled wolf-like from underneath the cushion.

"Yes, leave us alone!" 

Shalimar grabbed another pillow and threw it at Brennan's head. He caught it easily and threw it back, the blanket following the pillow. In no time, the two Mutants were in the midst of a heavy pillow fight with poor Jesse being trapped in the middle of it.

Finally they stopped, laughing and panting loudly, leaving the sick Mutant between them with the strong desire to beat the hell out of them. He needed an aspirin really badly.

"Ok, I'll go and eat your breakfast now. You better hurry or it's gone!"

Brennan combed his fingers through his hair before he turned around, leaving the other two in the scrambled mess of Jesse's bed. The young man just let out a sigh of relief, rolling onto his back. Shal bent over him for a second, searching his eyes.

He couldn't place out the emotion in them.

A small, smile spread over her face before she leaned down, kissing him softly on his forehead. Silently she stood up, leaving Jesse alone with his thoughts…

Tbc