Control 33

Chapter 33- Warnings

Adam made him self fully awake, before going, getting changed into the usual dark clothes and get washed. Exiting his room, he tried to resist glancing towards Brennan's room. The door its self let a crack of light to filter into the dark room, where a shadowy figure lay crumbled on the bed, spilling its small snoring into the hallway. Adam left it at that, walking to Chris's office downstairs with a smirk on his face. He didn't really have time to be feeling guilty at the moment. He was far too busy trying to make sure the cure he had for the others would work. After he continuingly ran the method through his head, he convinced him self it would work... it had to.

He dodged past all the rooms as quietly as he could, hoping no one would awaken with the noise he was making. After getting to Chris's office where he knew Chris would be, he gave a hasty knock. Chris didn't show any signs of being slightly surprised, but took a weary seat behind his desk. The action caused Adam to falter in his steps towards Chris. Now, truly, when he looked at the older man, he saw for real, worry etched into the mans face.

"Chris... is there some thing-"

The worry on his face suddenly changed to a flash of anger, which was quickly hidden behind closed door... but Adam saw it.

"No... There is nothing wrong". His words even had a sharpness to them, making Adam slightly withdraw. Chris looked the same, but the atmosphere that floated around the man felt like it was sparking and crackling, giving Adam little zap warnings. Adam tried to ignore it, hoping the news would cheer Chris up a bit.

"Chris... listen, I believe I've got the cure to Shalimar's and Damien's illness. I was right with assuming it was a virus. It hovers just out of reach until either of them used their feral sides.. Connected to their feral sides, awakening the virus. I've got the cure for it, all I'll need is for Shalimar to meet me in my room and help me gather my stuff". Adam couldn't help but feel his gut pull tight in nervousness.

Chris slowly turned to look at him, slightly confused; yet he also seemed to be waiting for it. He had his hands behind his back, but even that showed a very critical stage of action to Adam. Chris's easy pose was very dangerous, as his deep eyes shone with a dangerous light, revealing a line Adam hoped he wouldn't have to cross with Chris.

"What do you mean Adam?" his tone said he knew more than he was ready to admit. Taking a deep breath, Adam rose up from the seat he had acquired while explaining to Chris what needed to be done. Lifting his chin made his earlier thoughts come back into mind. He needed to get the team away from here, as soon and as quick as possible. Any fool could see what Chris was doing.

Bonding with the team, befriending him, lulling them all in with sweet and placid smiles. Brennan and Shalimar had warned him about Chris, and Adam hated himself for pulling the rest of the team into this mess. He should have seen that gleam in his eyes, those same eyes that flashed golden when the lights reflected their fierceness to all.

"Well, as I've already explained. When Shalimar and Damien are cured... we're all leaving..."

The silence that pumped into the room suddenly tasted stale and filled Adam with dread. Chris's eyes showed his argument to Adam's words, but Chris took his time making his way towards Adam, until he was 5 feet away, and staring directly into the scientists eyes. He suddenly sighed heavily, and with a shrug of his shoulder, gave another false smile that made Adams spine quiver with anxiety.

"All right Adam... is there nothing I can say to prolong your leaving..."

Adam shook his head, hoping the sudden coolness in Chris's eyes stayed. Even as Adam was leaving, one last look behind him only confirmed a smiling Chris, which uneased Adam even more.

Adam quickly went back to his room, and started packing all his things away, and also hiding the cure in his clothes, so that the vials wouldn't brake. He could make it again from memory, but there wasn't enough time. It was now or never.

Brennan quickly shot up onto hands and knees as in a dreamy state, he remembered the previous night. Slightly shaken, he got up and went to the mirror, his heart pounding on his ribs so hard he thought they would crack. A normal image of him self was reflected back at him. Brennan ran his shaking and sweating hand through his drenched hair, trying to ease away some image that lingered in his head. Squinting his eyes, he wobbly wondered to the bathroom, again checking that his body was exactly the same, that every area was normal. The only thing that seemed different was his muscle, which seemed more toned now than normal, more firmer.

He quickly shoved the scary thought to the back of his mind, assuring it would remain there for as long as possible, or after he did some work out lessons with Shalimar. Some way, some thing to blame the firmer muscles on.

He jolted to life as his mind screamed for a bath that was greatly needed. He couldn't push away the on slaughter of redness to his cheeks, as he suddenly felt cold on the upper part of his legs. Thankfully, the shower was closest to reach, and he hoped in before he could confirm he was truly naked.

Suddenly, washing away the previous dirt and other things that may have clung to him during the resent time, it felt better than usual.

He didn't realise until his shoulder touched the ice-cold wall, that he was rolling his shoulders, working knots and aches out of his muscles, and moving more into the water, as if it was massaging him. He forced himself to prevent the redness to his cheeks again. He wasn't going to get embarrassed more than twice a day.

Washing his hair he tried to keep his mind busy with important things. Important things, like the team... Shalimar flashed into his mind allowing him to focus. He hadn't thought about the team once, or even how Adam was doing. Adam had been there last night... or at least some of it. Running off after Andy didn't mind him where Adam had gone.

He didn't realize how relaxed he was until a sharp knock to his bedroom door sounded, making him jump. Annoyed he had jumped; he quickly made up a decision to ignore it. Besides, he was in the shower.

Needles of his actions, he watched through the crack of the bathroom door as it slowly opened, and a figure slipped inside. Alarms rang aloud inside his head, so he decided he didn't want to stay wet just in case he should need his new mutant ability.

Shaking his head slightly annoyed he had once again been interrupted, he turned the tap off, pulled the sliding modelled glass just enough to reach out to where he'd left his towels.

Two white bath towels were missing from their seat on the toilet, which was close enough for him. The alarms inside his head screeched and wailed that some thing bad was going to happen. The warning was only confirmed right when Brennan heard chuckling. He wasn't fast enough to stop his heart from leaping into his throat.

Swallowing it back down, he pulled the glass in front of him, thankful that it wasn't see through. The image of a wolf that was moulded into the glass once again seemed to leap at him, but he forced his mind to forget it and face the challenge at hand.

"Well, well Brennan... did I catch you... off guard".

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