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As soon as Jesse got the car a few miles from Sanctuary, he pulled it over into an alcove by the side of the road. He turned around to see if Brennan was awake. He wasn't. Jesse got out of the car and opened the back door. "Brennan," Jesse summoned. Brennan moved a bit, moaning as he did so. He shifted in place to face Jesse. "Brennan!" Jesse stated a bit more forcefully while ever so slightly jarring his shoulder. Brennan opened his eyes to a squint and looked at Jesse. "What," he replied.

Jesse smiled and let out the breath he had been holding. "Well, I'm not gonna ask you how you feel cause you look like shit." While commenting, Jesse moved Brennan around a bit so he would be more comfortable for their trip. He took his right hand and removed Brennan's ring. He had already removed his own.

Brennan watched as Jesse did this. "I guess we won't be needing those anymore, huh?" Brennan commented to Jesse.

"Nope, and right now, they could only hurt us," Jesse replied. He took both of them in his hands. "Do you want to keep them, Brennan?"

Brennan just looked at him and grimaced. "No way, Jesse. Just bad memories."

Jesse shook his head in agreement and tossed them by the side of the road. He made certain there was no blood on them before doing so, however. He came back to the car and got ready to close the door. He looked at Brennan one more time and sadly asked whether he needed anything or if they could go. Brennan looked at Jesse and waved his hand to go on. Jesse closed the car door and walked around and got back in the driver's side. He adjusted the mirror so he could keep an eye on Brennan and gently accelerated. "Stay awake, OK Brennan?" Jesse pleaded. There was no response. Jesse remembered one other time he had Brennan in the back of a car, injured and dying. That was a memory he'd hoped he'd forget and a history he'd prayed would never replay. But, here he was. Only this time, there was no Emma to ease his pain and no Adam to save his life. It was just the two of them and Jesse wasn't sure what to do but at least he had an idea of where to go.

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Lexa had been inside the secured dojo for about two hours. She was quickly realizing that Jesse had played her. She was furious. She was certain that the Dominion had been trying to reach her by now and was fearful of what they would do if they found her trapped with no prisoners. Then, the obvious hit her. She looked at the control desk and the scar that her filtered powers had left on the floor where she nearly hit Brennan. She knew the powers were not as strong and were slightly refracted when they went through the security curtain, but she thought that if she could at least hit the control desk, it might default the system to off. If she was wrong, it could seal her in forever. But, at this point, she didn't care. If the Dominion got there when she was still trapped. She would be safer with them not being able to get in. She summoned her power and thought of how she would kill Jesse when she saw him next and how she couldn't wait to watch him suffer at the death she would impose on his beloved friend, Brennan first. Yes, Jesse was going to pay. She hit the control desk with everything she had causing it to spark and smoke. She attempted to walk to the steps of the dojo and succeeded in her escape. She quickly marched into the back room where the communication light was blinking. That would be the Dominion. Now, what was she going to say to them?

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It was around 12 noon when Jesse pulled the car into the little town he had only been in once before. It had changed substantially since then. The effect they had influenced here was astounding. He drove up to a small house on the outskirts of town. Leaving Brennan in the car, he ran up to the farmhouse and knocked on the door. A girl of slight build and short, blonde hair met him with a smile on her face. "Jesse!" she exclaimed as she jumped into his arms for a hug. Jesse hugged back in a friendly manner and pulled back. Miranda noticed the worried look on Jesse's face. "Jesse, what's wrong?" Miranda asked as she peered past him at the car. She saw a black-haired head lying against the back seat. She looked back at Jesse with eyes that displayed the panic that was building in her heart. Jesse looked at the car and then at Miranda. "We need your help."

Sorry so sort – good place to end.