A/N: Sorry that I've taken so long to update – I've had exams and coursework. Plus there's the fact that I'm plain lazy but that's another story. Anyways, on with the story:

"Adam, I said I was sorry, okay? What else can I do? Get down on my knees and beg?" Shalimar said it desperately as she followed her 'father' towards the consol on the other side of the room.

"Help me track them down would be a nice place to start!" Adams reply came sharply and held none of the usual affection that went with it when talking to Shalimar. Emma could feel the worry for her two team mates and friends rolling off of him in waves. She herself was starting to feel sick due to the worry. You're not helping. You know that your powers will make sure that they all feel the same nausea! She kept the mantra going over and over in her head.

Lexa and Brennan had left at least two hours ago. Leaving their com links behind. This development, when revealed, had brought the tension to a head. Adams face had gone from worried to full on focused resolution. A face he kept reserved for when a mission went wrong. The only thing going through Jesse's mind at that moment was: Please. Please let them be okay. His body seemed glued to the seat next to the cordless phone.

Meanwhile...

"I hate them. I HATE them! Fucking hypocrites! 'How dare you!' Stupid bloody blond! And what the fuck had she doing last night, huh? Why, she is the honest tell - all isn't she?" Lexa, at that moment, had it been anyone apart Brennan at her side, knew she would have frightened them. Her anger showed in her cold, rage filled eyes. Pale skin was tight across high cheekbones, lips a straight, hard line and cheecks showed angry red blotches. Brennan could see faint tear tracks across the cheeks though. Shed when she had thought hewasn't looking.

They had stopped by a bar hoping to see it was open. Luck seemed to have something against them that day - it was closed. Brennan could remember the profuse swearing thishad spewed from Lexa's mouth. He gave a slight smirk as he thoughtback toall the things he had 'learnt'.Before then he had had no idea you could do that with a broomstick. So, here they were, at a random basketball court sitting on the sides ... watching.

Seeing the smile, Lexa's temper flared. "Do you think this is funny? Them accusing us, the filthy bastards! If you do --!"

"Relax." Whispered response. "I'm not happy...just ... shutting it off..."

"I thought you were the one with anger mangement problems...?"Sullenly.

"I am. We both are...that's the problem - we can't be pissed at the sae time."The smile turned sad."Someone's gotta drive back. Besides I'll wreak havoc on the first punching bag I see." A faint attempt at humour.

A/N I know - I'm a bad person, but I'll add more later. Sorry - if anyone is still reading.