Prince Halliwell: Aww, you did find this fic! I know, it is strange. Emma is dead...or is she?
Delauro: Thank you for such enthusiasm! It really compels me to keep going with this. :)
irismoon: I really love stories with description as well. I try my best to keep as much sensory detail as I can within my fics.
bohemianbabe: Thanks for taking the time to review. I'm thrilled that you're enjoying it so far. :)
Mony19: I agree, Emma was a brilliant character. I've always had a fetish for fics where Emma and Lexa meet, though. So naturally I had to bring her back for season 4, which they should've had.
Elemental Psionic: I agree and they never even gave her a good send off, no goodbye or anything. Emma did not deserve that.
4.02 The Adam's Family
"Oh my God," the redhead breathed. Her warm brown eyes registering a series of emotions. She wanted to throw her arms around her long lost best friend, but the smallbundle in her arms kept her from doing so.
"Emma, is that-is that really you?"
"It's me,"the red haired psionicsaid. Reaching out her hand, she took Shalimar's hand in her's to show that she wasn't an illusion or a hologram.
"But how?" Shalimar squeaked, hoping that if this was a dream that she'd never wake up.
"I can't explain now, we have to find the others. Do you know where they are?"
"Yes!" Shalimar nodded, entwining Emma's fingers in her's. She didn't want to let her go again. "This way, this way." But as they turned the corner, they were stopped by a man who materialized seemingly out of nowhere.
"Fox!" The man held out his hand and a streams of fire shot from his fingertips.
The bundle in Emma's arms wiggled as the black blanket around her dropped. It revealed the body of a small child. She had a head of reddish-brown hair and bright hazel eyes. Suddenly the spray of fire reversed and impaled itself into the man, setting his clothing ablaze.
A globe of glowing white psionic energy appeared above the psionic's head and it went flying straight into the man's forehead, knocking him out cold. "Come on," Emma urged.
Shalimar ran ahead of her psionic friend, heading down a dark corridor that was only illuminated by a flickering light next to one of the motel rooms. "This one," she said as she kicked thepeeling blue doorand caused it to fly open. She was immediately met with a glittering flash of blinding white lights, forcing her to stumble back into Emma.
Emma shielded her and the baby's eyes, with the side of her black cloak, until the lights dissipated. When she brought her arm down, she faced three figures; two of whom were all too familiar and the third was someone she'd read about, but now was her first real meeting. Or would be.
Brennan Mulwray stood on Lexa's left, swirling his hands together as electricity spit from them. But as soon as he caught sight of the face behind the cloak, the electricity vanished from his hands.
"Em?" Jesse echoed Brennan's thoughts. His face was as white as they come.
"You look like you've seen a ghost," Emma grinned.
Small lasers danced from the tips of Lexa's fingers. "What's going on?"
"Emma's back," Shalimar said.
Lexa shook her head furiously, causing her brown hair to whip around her face at mad speed. "Emma DeLauro is dead." She pointed a finger at the psionic, sending a laser centimeters from Emma's forehead. "Who are you?"
"Lexa, no!" Shalimar screamed.
The baby in Emma's arms wiggled her fingers and Emma's attacker went flying down the corridor, landing harshly against a dumpster.
"Honey, no!" Emma whispered, putting a hand over the child's small fist and tucking it back under the black blanket that she was wrapped in.
"B-bad!" The child cooed, her gaze in Lexa's direction.
"What the hell is going on here?" Brennan asked, looking from Lexa and back to Emma or at least the person that looked the spitting image of her.
"We have to get going, Shal and I have already been attacked."
"We're not going anywhere until we get some answers," Brennan quickly decided as he crossed over to Lexa and helped her to her feet.
"Then let's make this quick," Emma spat as she trudged past the cracked door, courtesy of Shalimar's foot.
Shalimar brushed past the molecular, sticking to the so called Emma like glue.
"I don't trust her," Lexa hissed as she brushed Brennan away and walked into the room after Jesse.
"I want answers." It was Brennan. He stood guard in the broken entrance, in case anyone decided to come after them.
"I've been looking for you since The Helix blew up," Emma admitted.
"How did you know about that?" Jesse asked, not knowing which way to turn.
"Adam programmed an alert, in case it came down to that. I haven't been able to track you since."
"Then how did you find us now?" Jesse asked, bewildered.
Emma narrowed her mocha eyes at the four group members. "Someone activated their comlink, it was faint, but it was enough."
Jesse, Shalimar, Lexa, and Brennan exchanged looks. They'd all agreed to turn off and keep off their comlinks, so they couldn't be traced by the people who'd taken Adam.
Lexa's eyes quickly shot back to Emma's. "I think the real question we're all wondering is, how are you here when you're supposed to be dead?" As the last word left her tongue, the room filled with a deafening silence.
Emma opened her mouth and when she spoke, her voice was lowered. "We're not in a secure location."
"She's right," Shalimar suddenly said. "We have to know before we can trust you." It was a shock to everyone.
Hurt flickered in the psionic's eyes. "Because of Bailey."
"What?" The Mutant X members chorused.
"Bailey," Emma said as she peeled away the black blanket from the child in her arms. "She needed to be protected and the only way to do that was to fake my death."
Shalimar raked her hands through her long locks. "B-but who is she? Where did she come from? Why does she need to be protected?"
"She's a mutant."
"A new mutant?"
"No, she was one of the few who was born a mutant," Emma replied.
Jesse's eyes sparkled as he looked at the child, Bailey, with extreme interest. He had once discussed mutants having children with Lexa, who'd detested the idea and said that they were not natural and there for they should not have children.
"Where are her parents? Why can't they protect her?" The questioned belonged to the electric elemental.
"We are protecting her," Emma shot back.
"What?" Shalimar and Jesse asked.
"Bailey is my daughter," Emma informed. "Mine and Adam's daughter. Bailey DeLauro Kane."