Author's Note: This is a story for all Emma/Jesse shippers out there.
I don't own Mutant X, although I wouldn't mind it!
No characters were really hurt during the writing of this fic, although my cat did get locked out of my room whilst I was writing.
Feel free to archive but do link back to me, my website is on my profile.
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Chapter 3
Jesse caught up to the Feral as she was exiting the gym alone that evening.
"Hey Shal, can I talk to you a minute? It's about Emma." He asked her urgently, taking her by the arm. "Sure, but not here." She glanced surriptueously at Lexa Pierce who was laughing at something on the television with Brennan.
They went outside, up to the spot where they had last said their goodbye to Emma and Adam.
"So Jess? What;'s on your mind?" She asked, bracing herself against the mountain, and his answer.' "I don't think she's dead Shal. It's like she's been calling out to me..." He caught her sad look but pushed hurriedly on.
"She's a Psionic, Shal. What if she's alive someplace, calling out to me - to us - for help! Don't you want to know for sure?" He pleaded, still reading disbelief in her eyes.
"Don't you NEED to?" He added.
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Ok, ok so I lied! I just had to leave it on a cliffhanger
You know what to do.