He went to the bathroom for a midnight emptying. When he was finished, Brennan washed his hands and gave a big yawn before he stepped out of the bathroom and found Emma tossing and turning on the bed; obviously a bad dream. Keeping the light turned on, Brennan rushed over to the young woman to wake her.

"Em? Em?" he kept calling her, trying to pull her out of the nightmare inside her head.

The Psionic only kept turning as if she was chained to the bed and wanting to break free. "No! No! Get away from me! Get... get away!" she screamed, her eyes shut tightly, with a few tears coming out of the tiny holes.

Seeing as there was no success this way, Brennan somehow managed to lift her upper body from the bed but Emma only continued struggling. "Emma! It's okay! Wake up!" He kept calling to her but she didn't seem to respond to it. Instead, Emma suddenly opened her eyes and only glared at Brennan with fear inside them, stunning the elemental for a brief moment. She sprung from the bed, intending to run away. Brennan ran after her and managed to capture the girl just before she had gotten to the door by wrapping his arms tightly around her and having to force her to sit down on the floor with him so she wouldn't struggle as much.

"No, no! NO! Don't do this! Get away!" Her screams became quieter as the tears were beginning to suffocate her unsaddled panic.

"Shsh, Em... it's ok. It was only a nightmare... shhh..." Brennan's voice sounded calm and comforting, hoping to have that effect on her. Feeling her tremble in his embrace with her back pressed on his chest; Brennan brought his face to the left side of her face and felt the cold drops of sweat on her skin.

"Hey, what's goin-...!" Shalimar, Jesse and Adam burst through the door to find Brennan clutching Emma tightly to him, rocking back and forth; the elemental didn't look up at the others.

"What happened?" Jesse asked with concern in his voice.

"Bad dream, just a bad dream," this time Brennan only glanced at the three people standing in the door way. They got the message from his look - Brennan and Emma needed to be alone.

"Okay... goodnight then." Adam said as he chased Shalimar and Jesse away and then reached for the door and took another, this time, longer glimpse of the two on the floor before closing the door, leaving them alone.

"Don't hurt me..." Emma shook her head as she pleaded between the tears, "please, don't hurt me. I can't take this, Robert! Stop it!" her hands traveled up to her chin, helplessly remaining there, holding something invisible inside them.

"Em, sweetie... it's ok, it was only a dream. Shh..." he tried with every cry he heard from her. "Shh... it's ok. He can't hurt you anymore, he can't."

"God..." Emma threw her head back, trying to look at the ceiling but seeing only something blurry from the tears. "Ahh... God..."

"Shh..." Brennan felt those cries like broken glass scratching inside him. It hurt, even though it had only been a nightmare for her, it hurt.

"Bren..." she called when suddenly aware of the warm arms around her.

"I'm here, sweetie. I'm here. Don't worry. He can't hurt you anymore," his voice never changed his tone. The trembling of her body was lowered now, he felt.

"He wanted to hurt me again. He... he... wanted to..." she tried to take in huge chunks of air, "wanted to hurt...me."

"It's over now. Shh...it's over."

"Please, stay with me, Bren. I'm scared..." she pleaded as her hands gripped tightly on his arms. "So scared..." she shook her head and shut her eyes.

"I will. Nothing is gonna happen to you, Em. It was only a dream, he can't hurt you. Shh... he can't. You're safe. You're safe now. You're with me. Shh..." Staying with her like this, he felt her heartbeats picking up slowly their normal speed as Emma was breathing deeply, trying to calm down.

Brennan was right, it did feel safer for her in these arms; warm and safe. She was protected here.

"It's over..." he whispered as the rocking became slower now and her sobs quieter and quieter until after the long minutes had passed, they stopped, letting the silence of the night take over, surround them, reaching inside their ears instead of the cries.

They sat together on the balcony the following morning, just the two of them. Not seeing Shalimar and Jesse showing up for some strange reason, the two mutants decided to have the breakfast out here. And it was a beautiful morning indeed; the sun had smiled on a day, which should have had dark and heavy with rain clouds instead and the wind had settled for at least these few hours. Curled up in the chair, Emma took two grains of black grape and popped them in her mouth.

"Nice morning... for October."

"Yeah," Emma crossed her arms, pressing them to her chest as she looked over at the ocean. "And then it'll get dark and depressing again."

Brennan smiled and took a sip from his glass. "That's a pretty 'optimistic view'," he said.

"It's dead obvious," Emma shrugged.

Leaning his head on the side, Brennan put the glass down. "What's the matter?" he asked, noticing the moody face.

"Um..." Emma shook her head, "nothing," before taking another grain and after putting it in her mouth, she kept her small fingers close to her lips as her eyes barely separated from the ocean view.

"Nothing?"

"Yep, nothing."

"Really, Em, what's up? You seem like you've woken up on the wrong side of the bed." "That's probably one of the reasons."

"Okay, and the other reasons?"

Emma turned her eyes towards Brennan and kept the gaze there for a couple of moments before she answered: "I was just thinking about the nightmare."

"It's over now, it shouldn't bother you," he said.

"Yeah, well... it got me thinking,"

"About?"

"Like how I wish I wasn't born this way,"

"Oh, Em, come now..."

"Well it's true... I mean, how many times some... some psycho had wanted to experiment on me just because of my...my..." she snorted, "powers!"

"If only you were the only one."

"Why do people want to do that? Why do I have these...?" as she was talking, the change in her voice was clearly noticeable. "And do you know how many times I've been labeled as a damn freak?"

"All of us have," Brennan wanted to take Emma's hand but she only pulled away as he watched her with concern.

"This is really fucked up! I mean, why wasn't I born normal? Just like everyone else?"

"Em, Em, Easy! It was only a dream."

"Well, I hate it. I hate that just because I have some abilities to do something, some weirdoes take that as an opportunity to use me as a fucking lab experiment."

"They're always like that for things they don't understand."

"Yeah even on the price of killing you."

"Well..." he heard her deep sigh, "hey. sweetie," Brennan came closer to the distressed Psionic, "don't let that get to you,"

"I'm not, I only wish sometimes that I were a normal human being. Just plain normal!"

Putting his arm over her shoulders, Brennan watched her softly, "Why? What's the fun in being normal anyway? Being like everyone else?"

"Well for one, no psycho would want to crack open your scull to discover what's in there and kill you in the process," she replied.

"Hmm, maybe, but what about the good sides of it? Like having that blast... um, thing of yours."

Emma looked at him. "Well I'll admit is useful, but..."

"That and having the ability to manipulate the feelings of others?"

"Like I did it to you once when you were bugging me so much that I couldn't stand it?" This sentence raced through her head trying to erase her uneasiness.

"One of many times, yeah," he nodded once and looked back at Emma. Relief got close to his heart when he saw a smile lingering on her lips.

"Yeah that was fun. You know that I wanted to make you um..." Emma's eyes fell on her hands as she giggled on the thought.

"Make me what?" Brennan asked curiously.

"Have affections towards the same sex?" and returned her diamonds to him.

"Oh God," Brennan's eyes widen as in all honesty, he wasn't as surprised as he should have been. Don't let Emma's innocence fool you; she can be quite a devil when she wanted to. "Dare I ask what stopped you?"

"I must've felt sorry for you in a single moment... or something like that." This turn of the conversation was beginning to work. "Why? You wanted me to do it?"

"Huh?" Brennan pulled back his face, "Dear God, no!" and placed his index finger almost in his mouth giving a ready to throw up sign. "I'm more than glad you didn't go through it."

"Yes, then I would've screwed you over for life," she replied as unstoppable giggles were beginning to show.

"Oh, I would've recovered,"

"Ah with that ego, hardly," and started to transform her giggles into loud laughter.

"Well hopefully now, she's calmer," he thought. "You're horrible at times, you know that?" he told her.

"I know. I got it from you," Emma said and tapped his cheek.

"Oh no, the only thing which you can get from me is... the good sides."

"Ahem, good sides?"

"I'm not gonna ask why you're surprised to that, because I have them believe it or not. You should see that when you fall in love with someone, shouldn't you?"

"Don't they say, love is blind?" Emma closed her left eye and tapped her chin with her index finer as she glanced at the sky for a moment.

"Not real love, no."

This sentence kept Emma's stare at him for a few silent moments. "That's true," she then agreed and took another grain.

Noticing the twining of their fingers, Emma glanced down at them and up at Brennan again. "I still wish I didn't have so many problems with being a telempath."

"You can't have more problems than the regular people."

"You really think that's true," she said without surprise in her voice.

"Yeah, of course. No one is without problems. Everyone has some... one perhaps more than the other, but they still do. And how do you think it feels for me when someone wants to use me as a guinea pig? Just because it's not natural for a human to start throwing sparks of electricity around they think of you as a freak and then want to kill you of course. But Em, you also have abilities which normal people don't and are to your advantage. Well you know what you can do with your powers, I don't have to tell you. And normal people can't do what you manage to do. You can help others in ways which normal people can't. You can also beat the crap out of others in ways normal people can't."

Emma smiled and glanced at their hands. "You're right... again. But... " she took that smile away, "ah," she shook her head, "I'm sorry to have started this morning like this, it just hurt so much what Robert did." her voice went mute.

Brennan gathered her in his embrace. "That son of a bitch can't hurt you anymore, it's all over. And don't let such useless thoughts gather in that head of yours about how you wish you were someone else."

"I can't help it Bren, when situations like this last one happen it just creeps up in my mind."

"It's in the past. It's over. And you know... you're prefect the way you are, Em and I love you because of that. You're original and fun... and I love you because of that, too," and he saw her look at him.

These sincere words melted in Emma's heart. "You're amazing, you know that?"

"You think?"

Emma brushed his cheek. "Yes."

"And I thought it was only you who was so amazing," was his reply as he kissed her forehead

It was getting close to noon as Brennan and Emma had finished their plates and only kept on with their conversation. "Is our relationship strange?" she asked.

"Yeah, in a great way. Also knowing that it's one of the rarest in the world makes it more fun," he smiled and kissed her gently. "You know I love you," he said.

"You don't have to tell me, I can feel it... boy, can I feel it," she waved her hand close to her face, 'cooling' it off, " but I like hearing it," and returned his smile along with a deeper kiss. As they separated for air, she whispered, "I love you, too."

"Good," he chuckled, "'cause its hard being in love by yourself," he joked which took a chuckle out of Emma also as a result.

Then there was a small calmness.

"Do you think we would've ended up like this, together? If we were... err normal, living in some suburb."

"With the dogs of neighbors running around and kids playing and Mr. Wilson mowing the lawn every Tuesday?" he laughed.

"Yeah, like that," Emma nodded and showed a grin to the tone of their conversation. Her diamonds met his chocolaty-colored as she anticipated an answer.

"I think we would have. And this is going to sound so cliché-like but I gotta admit that it's true... when something is meant to be, it just happens regardless of time and place. Also I've began believing in soul mates for some strange reason," and scratched his chin.

"Aww you did? Wow, Bren, that is really so unlike you to say that."

"Yeah, no kidding." He looked around and when he returned his eyes to Emma he kissed her on her cheek and then her neck, making her giggle.

---

"I still can't believe I backed out like that..." Shalimar sat at the edge of her bed, her knees bent and toes touching as the naked elbows rested calmly on those knees.

"Shal, for the thousandth time, it's fine. In a way it's probably good that you did it. We would've just made a huge mistake and kept regretting it. It's ok." Jesse sat next to her, his eyes watching her calmly.

Shalimar turned her head towards him with a mix of emotions in her eyes.

The previous evening had started playing little tricks in their minds. The wine, which they consumed, had affected their mood but fortunately not enough to sabotage their actions. They were close to a bed when a sudden moment overtook them ending up in a kiss... one, two kisses... when after one more confirmation, their eyes met. The way Jesse looked at her, it left Shalimar nearly empty with oxygen. There was that innocence but it had beautiful colors of something that could rightly be described as love, not towards her, but simply love in general; just the feeling.

Then, exactly twenty seconds later, her pupils spread quickly as a tiny bubble of panic burst inside her chest. "Wait," she said. "No," and shook her head before throwing her eyes on the floor. Her face was slowly released from his hands, as she had heard nothing but silence for one minute. Shalimar backed away; she waited for Jesse to say something.

Then after that long single minute, his voice echoed. "It's fine," he had said it without any anger but perhaps a small trace of disappointment. "It's for the best anyway," and then there was a smile.

This should have relieved her, but it did not. And now she felt tired; the wine must've started affecting her strongly. "I'm sorry," she said, her eyes blandly returning to his baby blues.

Jesse shook his head in response. "It's fine, Shal. Let's not spoil anything," and took her hand, squeezing it once before he released it again and reached for his white sweater. "Sure?" she asked as the molecular walked over to the door.

He turned. "Yeah, don't worry," he assured her and opened the door. "Sweet dreams, Shal."

"Yeah, you too, Jesse." Seeing the door close, Shalimar swallowed once and quickly went to the bathroom. She needed to pee.

"So, it's for the best?"

"Yeah," placing his hand on her back he rubbed it gently.

"Okay," Shalimar nodded and sighed.

"And imagine if we did end up doing that. Then it would probably follow with, I don't know, dating and it'll be somewhat freakish for me and you to be dating like Emma and Brennan are now."

"Yeah, you se-..." Shalimar stopped. "What?"

"What, what?"

"They are dating?"

"Oh..." Jesse tried to laugh it off but it had no success. "Well...um..." noticing her look, he had to tell her, "yeah, they are."

"For how long?"

"Few months," he responded, "and that's officially. I don't know what went on before that."

"Why didn't I know about this? How do you know about it?"

"Brennan told me one night after Emma was rescued."

"Why didn't he tell me anything about it?"

"He wasn't very sure actually."

Shalimar stood up. "He loves her?"

"Yeah of co-..."

"No, I meant is he in love with her?"

"He's gotta be if he's with her." He paused. "Yeah, he is. He's incredibly in love. You should've heard how he talked about her. It's odd what love does to you."

"It is. Why didn't he tell me? We stood next to her that night when we brought her in, just me and him and he didn't mention anything to me."

"He was worried sick about her, Shal, I don't think he was in the mood about confessions like that."

"Yeah, but still... I would've appreciated it if he told me; it's really not some big deal of them dating for it to be just hidden like that."

"They probably have their reasons."

"Probably," exhaling and after collapsing her arms, she looked around. "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving."

"Okay." Jesse stood up. He could tell that she had gotten a little upset by this, "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I am, I'm just dead hungry," was her response before she almost ran out of the room with Jesse behind her.

When they arrived in the kitchen, Shalimar and Jesse saw the Elemental and Psionic there, arranging the kitchenware.

"Hey, you two finally decided to wake up?" Brennan greeted them when he and Emma had noticed the two mutants coming in.

"Yeah, we had a little too much to drink yesterday," Jesse said and rushed to the fridge, "did you two leave anything?" he asked, referring to Emma and Brennan.

"Only a few crumbs," Emma smiled as she replied. But her senses picked up some strange signs from Shalimar who walked slowly over to where Jesse was. Watching them sit down on the table with the trays of food, Emma sighed and looked over at Brennan.

The Elemental returned her gaze. "What is it?" His smooth voice, like little crystal bells echoing in her ears, was heard.

"She knows," she whispered to him, "she knows about us."

"Oh," Brennan's eyes traveled over to Shalimar.

"She seems a little upset," Emma also mentioned. "I think I better..."

"No, I'll talk to her. I think I owe it to her honestly," Brennan said and turned to Emma.

The Psionic watched him with little soft pillows of sympathy in her eyes. "Ok," she nodded. Even if it wasn't a glorious one, Brennan and Shalimar did have a history together in a way. "I'm gonna do some meditation," she said and kissed his cheek, but Brennan touched her face with his hand, stopping it.

His browns looked deeply inside her and he kissed her lips. "I'll see you later," his whispers replaced his voice before he released her face.

Emma's smile was brief as she turned around and exited the kitchen. When she was out of his sight, Brennan's gaze returned to where Shalimar and Jesse were; he was going to wait until they were done. Then he would talk with Shalimar.

As usual, the cleaning was left to the women of this place. Jesse as if he had sensed that Brennan needed to be alone with Shalimar had quickly and quietly gone out of the kitchen; whilst the Feral was busy with putting away the leftovers and such.

Brennan approached her. He had worn incredibly comfortable clothes today... that had been a strange change for him; must've been the age. "Shal," he said softly.

"Yeah?" Shalimar glanced at him and continued with her duty.

"Can we talk?"

"Sure, what about?" she was nearly done.

"About Emma and me."

This sentence slowed down her movements; putting down the last dish, Shalimar turned to him.

The Elemental could read that she was slightly upset. Exhaling deeply he took a step forward. "I should've told you..."

"Why didn't you?" The blond mutant interrupted him.

"I think we needed a little more time,"

"Two or more months is not enough time for you?" the uneasiness about her was felt.

"Well there were some setbacks."

"Oh, pretty big ones I can imagine," she wasn't taking this lightly.

Brennan's eyebrows took a shape of an arc as he watched her reaction. He had expected her to be a little uneasy about it, but not this much. "Shal, I know you and I... what we had... and now that I'm with Em... I'm somewhat surprised by your reaction, to be honest."

"Why? Should I start breaking plates now instead?"

"No, it's just that you're taking this as if we were engaged or something."

"Brennan, it's not about our lost relationship, because I know that led nowhere. What I'm upset about is, you two not telling me. You not telling me. It's like you've told everyone else but me!"

"That wasn't how we planned it, Shal. We wanted to tell everyone at once. Actually we wanted you to be among the first to know about it."

"So why am I the last to know now?"

"Actually you're not, Adam doesn't know yet either."

"Wow, wooh, what relief."

"Shal, Shal... wait." He saw that the Feral was preparing to leave so he took her arms, stopping her.

"So that's why Emma had that conversation about me and you?"

"Yeah and she was close to breaking the entire thing off between us because she didn't feel that it was fair towards you."

"That is really making me feel better now," she said sarcastically. Brennan looked sharply at her. Shalimar sighed and glanced down. "Sorry... I didn't know about that. But you really should have told me, Brennan. Both of you. I know we didn't have a great relationship, you and I and that things have... well changed, becoming weirder between us. But I am a little, not angry but upset about it. I love you both and I actually am happy for both of you because you and Emma have what we don't, what we never did. something which I wished we did. Then maybe we wouldn't have ended or at least not that soon and not so miserably." The Feral's voice became shaky as she was arriving at the ending of her sentence.

Brennan let go of her arms.

"I'm sorry Shal, I really am. I still love you as a friend, you know that," he said, bringing his hands to her shoulders, placing them there.

"Are you and Emma still friends?" she suddenly asked.

"What?"

"Are you two still friends?" Shalimar repeated her question.

"Of course." Brennan was for a moment puzzled by this question but then understood what she meant.

"And you love her more than you did before?" she asked, her eyes slowly being flooded with kept tears.

"I..." Brennan knew his answer would affect her slightly but he couldn't lie. "I think I've always loved her this way. It just took me a couple of months back to realize that."

"So your friendship is still there?"

Brennan nodded.

"Okay," Shalimar looked down and sniffled as two tears ran down on her face.

"Shal..." seeing her emotional reaction instinctively caused Brennan to embrace the Feral tightly; for a moment she had reminded him of Emma. "I'm really sorry..." he said with deep sympathy in his voice.

"It's okay, Brennan. I'm happy you two found each other... I guess that it was bound to happen." A tearful exhaling left her lips as she closed her eyes and let her face rest on his chest. The aggravation was slowly leaving her as Shalimar thought of this moment. She wasn't rooting so much about Emma and him but she had to admit to herself that those two knew best, how to take care of each other. They were connected; a connection, Shalimar herself longed for with someone.

When Emma returned to her room after her meditation, mixed aromas of vanilla, mint and strawberry in the air pleasantly surprised her. Opening the door, she noticed Brennan standing in the middle of the room. He looked calm and contempt. The mellow light surrounding him, gave the Elemental a fine shining touch, exposing the fine lines on his neck and face.

As she approached him, "How did it go?" she asked, although the question about the scented room also swam in her head.

"It went well. She was upset but she's ok now. We had a good talk about it."

"She's cool about it?"

"I think so."

"She is?"

"Yes!"

"Okay," Emma rubbed her arms. "Maybe I should have a talk with her later."

"I don't think that's necessary. She and I cleared things up like we were supposed to."

"Definitely?"

"Trust me," a seductive smile appeared as he approached her, taking her hands. He wanted this to be their night.

"Mmm," Emma felt him and inhaled. She would have a talk with her friend soon. But for now... "So why does my room smell so good?" she asked.

"Can you try not to sense it please? It's a surprise," the Elemental replied.

"That's not very easy," she said with a playful voice.

"Oh come now," he chuckled and kissed her lips, "You know it's a real pain in the ass when someone wants to prepare a nice surprise for you. You always find out."

"Well..." Emma shrugged, almost proud of that ability.

Holding onto her right hand, Brennan tediously brought her in front of the bathroom door. "Close your eyes,"

"Bren," Emma did so, "What did you do..." she smiled and heard the door opening, it was then that the smell of those aromas intensified. "Oh..." she sounded, keeping her eyes shut. Emma felt the light behind her disappear and something of a weaker volume in front of her.

She stepped onto the cold floor and heard Brennan say: "Now open them." Obeying it, Emma uncovered her eyes and the moment they took in the view, she gripped onto Brennan's hand as her lips parted, almost forming a circle. "Bren... oh wow..." she was left speechless for a while as the sight truly surprised her in the most pleasant way. Five middle-sized red candles were placed on the bathtub surface, next to the wall; three smaller green candles in the front and four white candles at the back; each of them releasing a wonderful relaxing scent. The bathtub itself was filled with pink bubbles. Emma also noticed about six white, taller candles placed around the sink. "You did this?" she asked, still observing the sight in front of her, which thanks to the weak lighting of the candles gave the room a smaller, more intimate atmosphere.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it!"

"Then I did it," he chuckled.

Emma turned around and taking his face kissed him passionately. "Great surprise," she whispered afterwards.

As she began to take off her clothes, Brennan reached for the door. "I'm going to leave you now," he said.

"Hey, no!" she grabbed his hand. "Stay," her voice, filled with playfulness was heard. Brennan looked at her. The navy-blue bra was showing from the unbuttoned white shirt. Kissing her as a reply, the Elemental helped her to slowly undress herself before Emma dived in the warm pink mass.

"Ohh..." she moaned pleasantly, while her head leaned carefully on the soft surface of the small cream-colored pillow. Brining some of the bubbles closer to her face on her palm, she blew them off and giggled as some of them burst closer to her nose, tickling her. Emma then brought her head up and noticed Brennan kneeling by the bathtub. He gathered some foam with his index finger and paved it on her nose, causing Emma to shyly bring her head back an inch and giggle before wiping the substance away from her nose. Her eyes traveled over to Brennan's. There was silence as she nearly got lost in them.

She then saw a small child laughing inside them; a moment after, another one appeared and a moment after that, two more. "Oh shit!" Emma covered her face with her hand as she turned it away.

"What is it?" Brennan asked when noticing this.

"Ah, I just remembered, I needed to call Damon tomorrow... something about the wedding," she lied. Turning her face so she would look at him again, Emma didn't see the children in there anymore. What would she say to him? Why did she see children in his eyes like that? "Freaky..." she thought and sighed. "Bren?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you," she then said.

"So do I, beautiful." Brennan kissed her.

---

Jesse noticed Shalimar sitting down on the stairs, being sweaty. She had obviously been taking out some steam.

"You felt angry or just in a need of exercise?" the Molecular asked as he sat next to her.

"Both," squeezing the towel, Shalimar exhaled. "I talked with Brennan," she said.

"About him and Emma?"

"Yeah."

"How did it go?"

"We talked it over in a... nice way. Was good," she nodded.

"Great. You're fine with it then?"

"I," scratching her nose, "I think I've acted a tiny bit... um, more annoyed than I should've been."

"And why?"

The Feral diverted her eyes towards him. She hesitated for a moment and then said: "I think it's because I felt jealous."

"Wow, Shal, were you...?"

"No, no, no." Shalimar lifted her hand, waving it in front of her. "Not in that way. I've said this several times, I'm happy for them both. Even though it was a bit hard to admit it at first but they're just..." she squeezed her lips, "they're so right together, Jesse."

Jesse felt the saddened eyes of this Feral transmit the feeling clearly. "And?" he asked, stroking her long blond hair.

"I was, well I still am I guess, jealous of them because they..." she inhaled, "they have something that is perfect. I mean, you can feel it when you step into a room where they are. And you know, you were right, he was glowing when he talked about her," she shook her head and glanced at the wet towel in her hands.

Jesse didn't say anything, but only watched her softly as he felt she had more to say.

"I'm just glad our relationship didn't screw up our friendship... not completely at least. If we weren't working together, I don't think I would've seen him at all after that... after we broke up. Now, it's really great how things turned out for him and Emma. It makes you want to continue having hope for a solid, real relationship happening. And I want that, to have something special... I want it so much, Jesse."

Usually it had been Shalimar who would look at Jesse like a small lost puppy in situations like this; but this time it was the other way around. Wrapping his arms around her, Jesse brought her, although sweaty, body close to him and to feel her breathing on his neck as she closed her eyes. Kissing her head he placed his own over it and brought her even closer to him.

"Remember our soul mates talk, Shal?"

"Mm,"

"Good. You'll find it, your special thing. Don't worry, ok?"

"I want it to be that easy..."

Jesse smiled and kissed her head again. "It might surprise you. You will find it," he whispered.

---

Stepping out of the bathtub, Emma was about to reach for another towel when Brennan took her arm, stopping the Psionic. Looking at him, Emma felt her heart starting to beat faster; she could feel what was going to follow.

"No," he told her, "leave it," his voice deeper than usual and enticing to her.

The way he had said those words, it left her arms and legs weakened as before she could remember where she was, Emma found her self lying on the bed, with nothing on but the white towel around her. "You're not gonna keep that on, are you?" she heard him say as his big hands took the loose end of the fabric and slowly removed it from her, leaving the naked body exposed beneath him.

"Shouldn't that apply to you as well?" she teased him back and reached for his shirt.

The Elemental lowered himself to kiss her, paralyzing her temporarily while he threw away the towel and then capturing her hands, pinned them on the mattress, leaving Emma with no other choice but to surrender. Her skin smelled of coconut now and it was smooth, welcoming enough for him to grab her to himself; to tangle them both in the web of burning love tonight.

Time didn't exist here. Which was the reason that Emma wasn't aware of how long it had passed until she had felt him inside her; raising the furiously burning flame in her body and with every thrust bringing her closer to the endless and yet short, surreal and yet earthy moment of pure ecstasy. As she buried her fingers into the sweaty skin of his back, her diamonds met with his chocolaty-colored in such a moment that it rose the temperature around these two soul mates.

The deep and pleasurable moans coming from their insides and through their parted lips, echoed clearly through the sheltered by darkness, room with only a dim light of the lamp, shining towards them, uncovering their faces.

Falling quietly on her face, the light of the moon peaked out through the moving clouds. Her blue eyes responded to this as she noticed that movement and the entire dance of the moon and clouds in the night. The natural scent of his body reached her, causing the Psionic to turn her head, enough to see Brennan sleeping next to her; his beautiful eyes resting, covered by the eyelids; his lips, which hours ago she had the privilege of tasting them so many times, were now being touched and caressed by the light of the moon as well as his entire face. Turned sideways, next to her, Brennan brought his arm over to her, capturing her waist and made a pleasant sound before he returned to his dreams.

This pleased Emma; both of them were. They knew each other's good and bad sides incredibly well and more than the others but ever since their hearts had weakened their defenses, Brennan and Emma were completely exposed to everything that the other person was made of.; a reason to why they could both hurt and satisfy each other to their core. Their newly found love simply made the most unusual connection between two most unlikely people to happen; and despite the occasional bumps on the road it had surprisingly pleasant results on that way.

God works in mysterious ways it's said and this was a very good example with Emma and Brennan.

Brushing her hand on that face briefly, Emma returned her eyes to the view of the moon and smiled gently before quietly and with the deepest pleasure possible she closed them and let herself fall once again in the circle of dreams to join her soul mate. This felt so right. Everything was truly right and meant to exist.

Life was good after all.

THE END

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