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Brennan sat in his room, a guitar in his hand. He had decided to play to get over what Emma had said.
Wait a minute," Emma said, not holding back, "you're saying that you couldn't come and talk to me? What, was I too special for those meaningless talks? Because the way you've been treating, I feel like I was the one who deserved those meaningless talks. Our entire relationship is meaningless!"
"There is no point in explaining yourself. You have Shalimar now and for all I care, you can burn in hell with her!"
"God, what have I done?" Brennan whispered to himself. He put the guitar down and went to go talk to Emma. The worst she could do was killing him, and that didn't seem too bad right now. He walked towards her room and noticed the door was open. There was no one inside. He looked all over Sanctuary and found her in Shalimar's room, sitting cross-legged on her bed. It seemed as if she was meditating, but Brennan could hear her crying.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked.
"Why does it matter to you?" she asked, keeping her back towards him.
"Because I still care about you. I always have and always will."
"You have an interesting way of showing it," Emma said, turning towards him. He could tell she had wiped away the tears and was giving him a very evil look.
"Can we go back to my first question? What's wrong?"
"Brennan I'm scared," Emma whispered, returning back into her normal and caring self.
"Shh. Don't worry." He enveloped her in a hug and she put her face in his chest. When she looked up, she saw beautiful eyes staring back at her. What happened next was not what she expected. She leaned towards his face and he grabbed her by the hair. They met in a crushing kiss. He opened her mouth and she let him. They stumbled onto the bed and he removed his shirt. She sensed someone coming closer and closed the door telekinetically.
"I've missed this," Emma whispered, running her hands down Brennan's chest.
"I have too," Brennan replied. He took off Emma's shirt and kissed her neck. She gasped as he ran his hands gently down her spine.
"Wait," she finally said.
"What? Should I bring a condom?" he asked.
"NO! This isn't right. You should be with Shalimar." Emma's attempt failed. Brennan resumed kissing her and the next moment they were in Emma's room. She knew she had probably teleported them telempathically, but she knew none of them cared. She closed her door with her foot and they both went back to her bed. Everything else that happened was a blur.
Emma woke up. It was morning and her entire body ached. She looked to her left and saw Brennan sleeping. This was one interesting night, she thought to herself. She had hated Brennan, and now she ended up sleeping with him.
"Last night, you were amazing," Brennan said, opening his eyes. He wrapped an arm around Emma's waist and pulled her closer. She could feel his breath on her neck and she loved it.
"I don't really remember much, only that we kissed and fell on the bed." She purposely left out the teleporting part. As she gazed into his eyes, she realized that he was the only man she loved. And hated.
"Do you think Shalimar knows?" he asked. Emma tried to sense the rest of the team and was surprised at how far she could go. She could sense people up to 25 blocks away.
"I don't think she does. They're gone somewhere. Probably to locate a mutant. I'll just say that you came to check on me and that I cried and fell asleep in your arms. Okay, I'll leave that part out. I cried and fell asleep in here and you did too. And if she keeps on denying it, I'll just have to erase her thoughts."
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met," Brennan said. He kissed her and she decided not to make the smart remark about Shalimar.
Maybe he isn't that bad after all. Maybe I still love him. But I know that the love will always have to compete with the hate. I hate that I still love him!