A LITTLE SOMETHING

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I'm referring back to CLUBLIGHTS for a little of this one. Enjoy!

Lexa had been right when she told Shalimar to wait and go back to the hotel. And despite the night's outcomes, RAW had been spectacular. The feral's match against Victoria had the crowd livid and screaming for more. Now as she entered the hotel lobby, the blonde was simple exhausted, mentally more so than anything. After retrieving her room key, she rode the elevator in pure silence. The sight of Brennan doubled over still fresh in her mind, so much so that the woman couldn't bring herself to even go see him in the med lab. Him! Her own boyfriend! That thought suddenly had her paused in place. He wasn't that anymore- at least not officially. There wasn't a wordto define them right then and it scared her. The elemental had been right when they argued. It was her heart against her nature and though he knew what it meant, the anger in his eyes was like none she'd ever seen. Moments like that tattoo easily to memory, decorating the heart with every twist and turn of their design. And to be honest, Shalimar Fox just didn't know 'if' she wanted to forget. This 'thing' with Hunter had her tangled, and everyone knew she didn't want to be undone. Especially Brennan.

Finally making it to her hotel room, the feral dropped her luggage helplessly before collapsing onto the bed. By now, the team would be there and Brennan probably already healed. How could the woman face him after a day's worth of destruction- that she caused? Even worse, how could she tell him, that she still wanted Hunter?

That name seemed to calm her a lot lately. And she remembered once how Adam had told her that the chemicals brought on by memory or mere thought of a feral mate was a true form of release. It was an actual physical reaction that could change one's very demeanor. The woman couldn't help her desire, or the adrenaline rush that hit whenever he was close. She had to figure things out. Grabbing her room key, she made a b- line for the door.

"How you feeling?" Jordan grinned as Brennan exited out of the bathroom. Fresh out of the shower, the elemental collapsed on the bed in a pair of track pants and a wife beater. "You almost look brand new."

"Like brand new." He replied. "So when do I get my shot at Hunter?"

"Well, it depends. You know you can't touch him outside of the ring. But knowing Vince, he'll want to see how you really play out on the ring." She sat at the nearby table, with legs crossed as she twirled an ink pen between her slender fingers.

Brennan eyed her contently before sitting up.

"But you'll make sure of it?"

"Of course, Sparky. If anybody beats up on you, its me."

"I love it when you're kinky." Brennan wiggled his dark brows at her causing the woman to burst out laughing. "I take it your work day's not over…"

"Actually, it is. Jericho and Randy are hitting some clubs tonight…I might go with them."

"You 'mean' Jericho, Randy and 'Edge'." The elemental groaned. Jordan ran a hand through her hair as her former teammate stood up, his dark eyes holding an unreadable expression.

"He might be there, too." She began. "Why?"

"I don't know. I don't think you two- fit."

"Fit?" She asked with near disbelief.

"Yeah."

"As in go together?"

"Yeah." Brennan replied. "I mean I just don't get it."

"Sparky, there's nothing to get. There's nothing going on between me and Edge."

"Except a whole lot of flirting." He eyed the light colored black woman intently, almost eager to hear what she'd say. Jordan leaned back in her chair, watching him with the most studious eyes. "And 'some' sexual tension."

"Flirting's allowed." She replied warily. "And he's a good looking man."

"You just don't belong with him."

"Okay, then who do I 'belong' with?" The woman was nearly laughing as he moved to stand in front of her.

"Me."

She looked up at him speechless, with no way of returning an answer. Suddenly, she was gathering her coat. "…I have to go."

"J-"

"Brennan…I can't do this with you." She managed, but the trembling in her voice was so obvious. "…I just can't."

Brennan reached out, only to frown when she pulled back. "Jordan? I'm just being honest."

"What you're doing is retaliating." The woman began. "This, is out of anger at Shalimar."

"What? You don't think I meant it when I kissed you?"

"Brennan you just caught your 'girlfriend' making out with a Hunter! I don't 'really' think your mind was on me!"

"You don't think I've thought about this-"

"You haven't!" Jordan snapped. Suddenly her voice lowered in a desperate attempt to calm down. "It was hell for me, watching the 'connection' growing between you two in Sanctuary. I fell for you so hard, and still don't know if it was for the right reasons. It took everything in me to give you up."

"J…"

"And…I don't know, maybe part of me is glad Shal's with Hunter. Maybe her losing you is a sick sort of revenge…. But what I can't take is getting over you again." The tall elemental looked at her with sorrowful eyes. "And I won't."

"…I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize. Why do you think I ended things? All you two could do was be honest, and it did take me awhile to get that."

"Yeah," Brennan managed while folding his arms. "And it was enough to make you leave."

"We both knew I couldn't stay…you may not like Edge, or whatever situation you 'think' we're in. But he was one of the first people to help me move on. The bottom line is, you aren't over Shalimar. And you know it?"

"Did you sleep with him?" Jordan's eyes rolled as she turned to leave. "Did you sleep with him, J?"

"I'm not going to answer that." Brennan yanked her around to face him, the intensity burning on his face.

"…You didn't." He began. "…I know you…you don't touch a man if your heart's not in it."

"You don't know if it is…" She whispered. "You and I were a long time ago."

"Not that long ago…" Jordan saw the look in his eyes and knew what was coming. Brennan pulled her close, his lips slipping over hers in a slow kiss. And for all it was worth, she couldn't fight him. Just when his defenses were down she pulled away.

"Jordan…"

"Don't do that again…"

"Isn't this cute?" Shalimar spat as she closed the door. Both had been so intent in their arguing that neither saw the woman 'let' herself in. "Picking up where you left off?"

"No!" Jordan interrupted before Brennan could answer. And by the look on his face, she'd been right. It was about the feral. Anger masked the hurt crossing his handsome features as the blonde slowly circled. "Brennan," She whispered while stroking his cheek. "…You know I still love you. But it took too much to let you go. I can't go back to that…especially when you still love her." The understanding flooded his face as she kissed him. "You two make things right."

"Don't worry, Bren." The feral teased. "She'll always be willing to work a pole for ya!"

"Don't start Shalimar! You were the 'first' one out on that stage in that mission!"

"Well, I wasn't the one putting on private shows for a teammate."

"No, but I bet you're doing it for Hunter…" The regenerative smirked. "I mean, you practically gave him a lap dance in the weight room! Why not go a head and bend on over? You ferals do love that doggy style!"

"You bitch!"

"Stop it! Both of you!" Brennan managed while getting between them. "J let us talk. Please."

"…Alright. Take care of your self." The woman managed before leaving. Once the door closed, he turned to the blonde.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I…came to check on you. See if you were all right." She began. "Brennan, I'm-"

"Save it!" He muttered. "I don't care about the ring right now…"

"Brennan, I…"

"I know. " He began. "I know you still want him."

"And you still want J…"

"Shal, I wasn't going after her. You used your feral side as an excuse to pursue Hunter! You gave into something that shouldn't have started in the first place!"

"Me! Who was the one just chasing ghosts with his ex?"

"She said no, Shal! Jordan saw right through me! It was the two of us who hurt her! Me and one of her best friends!"

"Oh, whatever! Jordan's not some noble saint. She didn't want to say no to you just then!"

"The woman's afraid of getting hurt again and she still thinks you and I have a chance to come out of this!" His yell caught her off guard, quieting the woman. The tall man sat down on his bed, running fingers through his short dark locks. "…I love you Shalimar."

"Brennan…"

"And I say that, knowing exactly where you'll end up tonight."

"We've been through a lot together." She began. "But I just…don't know! You still have my heart…but I need to be with Hunter."

"No you don't." He replied. "You want to be."

"Well, what the hell, Brennan! I'm torn between you and Hunter, you're torn between J- and me AND as much as she may deny it! She's torn between you and Edge!"

"The difference is that I love 'you' Shalimar! I want to be with you! You say the word and I'm with you! You are the only one making this about her!"

"You just kissed her!"

His voice lowered in disbelief. "I know you're not going there."

"Brennan-"

"Just leave…we're not getting through this anytime soon."

"Brennan, please."

"I'm tired, Shal. After arguing with you, then catching you cheating and getting hit with a sledgehammer – I'm just a little bit drained. There's something you have to find out for yourself and the only way for you to do it is with Him. I can only fight for you so much…" The woman could see he was right. Twice he'd said he loved r and she didn't even reply. It had taken them so long to get to that point and in a single day, it was destroyed. "We'll talk later."

The woman wanted to say something but only found her self-walking out the room. The elemental fell back on his bed in defeat. "Tell Hunter I said hello."

"THIS PLACE IS SO LOUD!" Lexa grinned. She and Jordan sat at the bar of some downtown club, drinking and watching the dance floor. The brunette had seen that she needed it. "Just like old times!"

"Definitely…" The raven-haired woman replied. She absently stirred her drink while wondering about the conversation from earlier. Moments after leaving she'd found herself in the hall with Lexa, spilling everything that happened. And if her friend knew anything, it was that alcohol and dancing solved problems (or so they liked to believe).

Thus, they got dressed up and headed out clubbing with Jericho, Randy and Dave (Batista); all of who were now on the dance floor surrounded by women. "I can't believe Jess didn't want to come."

"He thought we could use a girls night." Lexa grinned. "And I still can't believe Brennan kissed you."

"Hey… I kissed him back."

Lexa eyed the exotic woman sipping on her drink. "But you didn't mean it."

"…. I wanted to." She began. "I mean it brought everything back. And I have missed him."

"But?"

Jordan grinned at her friend. "But it's not the same. He's occupied with Shal. And it took so much for me to get over him, that I literally can't go back…I'd never thought I'd get to this point."

"I dd." Lexa replied before raising her glass. "You always land on your feet."

"Well, I learned from the best…" The women toasted and had just sipped their drinks when Chris came over, pulling both of them out of their seats.

"Ladies!" Jericho grinned. "You don't get dressed up just to sit around and look pretty. Get those Asses on the floor!" The women sat their drinks aside and followed him into the crowd. A thick conga driven mix rolled over the crowd, settling beneath flashing blue and red lights. The man found himself dancing between them in one of his famous Jericho sandwiches (which meant both of them dancing on either side of him). The women were rolling in laughter when a finger tapped Jordan on the shoulder.

"Hey you!" She grinned up at Edge. He stood there smirking as she hugged him. The man took his time checking out the little black dress she managed to wear. "Where you been?"

"Up in the lounge. The ladies wouldn't let me go."

"I bet." She managed. Though his feral hearing could make her out fine, she had to strain to hear him. Finally the woman tugged on his shirt, causing an eyebrow to rise.

"Come dance with me…"

He had no clue. With the women of Mutant X, men were like lambs being led to slaughter. The woman pulled him to a spot in the crowd, and began to sway against him before turning her back and grinding on his thighs. Edge lowered over her shoulder and into her ear. "…I think you're doing something dangerous."

"Would you do something for me?" She asked before lacing both arms around his neck.

The feral smirked at the woman before leaning back into her ear. "Anything…"

Jordan pulled him down for the slowest kiss, catching them both off guard. "Come home with me tonight."

"Hey," Hunter grinned while stepping aside. "I'm sorry I missed you after the show."

"Don't worry about it." Shalimar managed. Though she seemed calm, both could feel pure heat coming from her small frame. He'd almost chucked when her brown eyes widened at his 'attire'. "I kind of needed time to think…."

"I figured that. Are you hungry? I was about to hit up room service."

"Not really…"

"Well, I'll order anyway." He replied before plopping onto the bed. "Sometimes it doesn't hit till you see the food."

"I know…" The woman managed. Inwardly, she was telling herself to focus. But the sight of him sitting on the bed in nothing but a towel had her on edge. "Hunter…" The feral slipped before realizing just how she sounded. Obviously his ears picked up the low growl; causing the man to smirk at her over the phone receiver.

"…What is it, Shal?" He asked almost evilly. She was so lost in thought that it took him several times to get her attention. Finally, he got her back. "Shalimar…did you want something?"

"Excuse me?"

"Room service. Remember?"

"Yeah…whatever you're having." She turned and began to pace as Hunter finished the order. Just as quickly, he was standing behind her.

Hunter turned the woman to face him, keeping both hands wrapped around her shoulders. "Where were you just then?"

"You…told me earlier that when we got here we'd talk. And I need you to be honest with me."

"I will." He began while stroking her arms. " What happened in the ring upset you, and I'm sorry for that. But I was pissed about Brennan zapping me earlier."

"I know, but that's only part of it." Shalimar pulled from him slowly to sit down on the bed.

"Shal, you're torn about Mulwray. And I'm not asking anything from you that you're not ready for. But you know see things are with us- between us. You know how instinctual it is to go after something you want." Large fingers laced into hers, causing the sweetest surge between skin. "Something…you already know is yours."

The blonde's brow arched at him as her sanity began to slip. "How long have you known you were a mutant, Hunter?"

"Since I was twelve, thirteen. Suddenly I was the largest kid in class and could feel everything around me. I started 'needing' to do things, like train or hunt. Same as you, I guess."

The woman lowered her eyes in thought. "And about Mutants in general?"

"A little after that." He began. "Let's just say my experiences showed me how different I was. And I was sick a lot as a kid."

"Really?"

"Yeah. My parents didn't know what to do with me. And when I started growing they were too afraid to do anything. When I got legal, I bolted."

"Oh…"

"So, the whole lot of you is 'different', huh?" He smirked. "You, J, Lex – all of you."

"We were kind of eclectic that way…"

The large man chuckled as he leaned forward to rest elbows on his knees, His fists folded together slowly. "I've never seen the thing Jesse did."

"Yeah, he can fade into air as well." She began. "And you've never knew about Jordan?"

"Nope…I just thought she was protective." He began. "No one around here's ever had a problem with her. And I'm still looking at my ribs like I should be full of holes. But she made it like nothing ever happened." Shalimar watched Hunter rub his torso in thought, large fingers rolling over every curve and bump of muscle under his tan skin. Suddenly, she was biting her lip. "Damn!" He whispered, breaking her thoughts. "I just shouldn't be here."

"…Well, I'm glad you made it…" She grinned before leaning on his shoulder.

"Yeah? Me too!" Their laughter was low against the dimly lit room. And the very feel of his skin had her eyes slipping closed, only to open and flash gold. The purr vibrated from her lips and onto the man's shoulder, making his nerves tense. Hunter watched her with true sincerity, before slipping his hand into hers. Shalimar nearly trembled when he kissed it. "…If " He began, having to pace his words at the very thought of her. "If you stay here tonight, there's no going back…"

"I know…" She managed. One of the hands holding hers let go to stroke the blonde's face. She leaned closer into his shoulder, loving the warmth of his skin. Suddenly, it was easy to block out her heart's screaming. "And there's a lot you still don't know about me…"

"There's a lot you don't know about me…" He nearly growled. She smiled, knowing that his eyes were burning bright gold and that she didn't have to look to see it.

"I guess we have a long way to go…"

Moving to straddle his lap, the woman gave, letting him roll onto her. They fell back into the bed, lost in lips and shedding clothes. "Then tonight, let's pretend we know everything…"

Her heart was screaming betrayal.

It made her thankful that their orgasms were louder.