A/N This story begins a few hours after the ending of the episode "Reality
Check." Very Bren/Shal piece (as PeTiTeCaT requested). Please review.
Brennan sat in the Rec room staring at he TV but not seeing it. Shailmar
was out hunting. Part of him wanted to be out there with her, watching her
back, making sure she was OK. Making sure she'd come home, come back to
him. Part of him was proud she didn't need anyone to watch her back, that
she was such a strong person and skilled fighter. He knew that if he
followed her she would sense him and be angry at him, thinking he didn't
trust her. He almost thought it would be worth it, since she was beautiful
when she got angry, a cliche, but true, in his opinion. The only problem
was that he knew she'd also feel hurt, and he'd never purposely hurt her,
so he waited. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard her walking out
in the hall.
Shalimar sensed Brennan in the Rec room and walked in. She said nothing as
she walked to the couch and dropped her coat. She then walked over to him
and sat down in his lap, needing the physical contact. In his arms there
was a comfort that existed nowhere else, that no one else could ever
provide to her. He had sensed her intention and turned off the TV and
moved slightly so they could sit comfortably. He quickly tamped down the
desire that flared at having her in such an intimate position.
"Honey, I'm home," she announced in a half teasing, half serious tone.
Brennan smiled then leaned forward to kiss he gently on the lips. "Welcome
"I didn't hunt. Not really. I kept getting distracted and thinking."
Brennan raised his eyebrows in question.
"About home. Where it is. What it is. *You* are home."
Brennan wanted to reply but was speechless.
Shalimar put a finger to his lips. "Please let me finish. I know you meant
Sanctuary when you told me not to forget where home is. And for a long time
this has been my home. I found a father here, then a brother, then a sister
and you. I'm part of a family. Home is where you feel safe, loved, wanted,
and accepted. I lost that, as a child, when I started showing my mutant
abilities. I think my parents still may have loved me, but they no longer
wanted or accepted me. I didn't have a home anymore, until I found a new
one here. But you, you are my hearts home. When I'm in your arms, that's
how I feel, like I'm home. I feel safe, like you'll protect me."
Brennan smiled slightly and nodded once in agreement. He would protect her
with his own life, if it ever came to that.
"I also know that you accept me. You've never asked me to be someone I'm
not, or not to be who I am. I know you don't like me to go out hunting on
my own, but you accept that it's something I need to do, that it's part of
who I am, so you let me. That means a lot to me. Thank you. You told me not
to forget where home is. I couldn't, because to do that I've have to forget
you, and that could never happen."
Seeing she was done talking Brennan spoke. "You left off two things. Being
wanted and being loved. I hope you do know that I want you, and that I love
you. I want you physically, emotionally. permanently, because I love you."
"I. . . felt it, but neither of us has ever said anything. I guess it's
only fair to tell you that I love and want you as well. I have for a while
now, I just couldn't admit it to myself.." She leaned in to kiss him deeply
before pulling back to ask, "So, where do we go from here?"
"Long term, I'm not sure. But for tonight, we could stay here, talk, take
things slowly, or we could go to your room or my room."
"I've never been one to take anything slowly. Which room would you rather?"
"To be honest, I like the idea of having you in my bed. But if being in
your room would make you more comfortable, that's what I want."
His concern about her feeling comfortable, and putting it above his own
desires, reminded her yet again why she loved him so much. "I think I like
the idea of being in your bed." Shailmar told him as she stood up. She
picked up her coat and tossed it into her room as they walked past it to
Emma was still awake in her room. She sensed the presence of her two
friends she knew Shalimar was back. She knew her friend had been out
hunting the night lately and had worried. Sensing that Brennan was with her
she figured she might not need to worry anymore. She smiled to herself at
the intense emotions she felt coming from them. Hearing them walk past
Shalimar's room and into Brennan's further down she realized they must have
finally admitted to each other how they felt. Thinking that she'd now won
the bet she had with Jesse she rolled over and went to sleep with a smile
on her lips.
Brennan made sure to lock his door behind them, not wanting to be
interrupted, or walked in on in the morning. Shalimar understood his
motives and was touched at his thoughtfulness. To reward him she moved back
into his arms and gave him an open mouthed kiss. His tongue slipped into
her mouth in imitation of the act that they were building to. She moaned in
pleasure as they fell back on the bed. She loved feeling the weight of his
body on hers. Soon neither was thinking rationally and hours later they
feel asleep in each others arms.
The next morning Shalimar was overcome with De ja vue as she woke up in
Brennan's arms. She quickly looked around to reassure herself this was his
room in Sanctuary not the fake room that Ivanov had been planted in her
mind in the Embassy. Her movement woke Brennnan.
"This is real? Right?"
The uncertian note in her voice had Brennan concerned and he wrapped his
arms around her. "It sure feels real to me. What's wrong?"
"When that psycho, Ivanov, took me in the Embassy? He thought we were
"Yeah, that was our cover. I loved it, it was a fantasy come to life.
What's that have to do with now?" He asked her, confused.
"Well, when I woke up we were in bed together. It was almost like this. But
"you" thought we'd been married for two years and then started asking me
questions. Now I know that was Ivanov creating your image in my head so he
could question me. Anyway, when I woke up just now it was serious de ja vue
to be waking up in bed with you. I just needed to know it's real this
Curious and not a little scared, Brennan couldn't keep himself from asking,
"did . . .anything happen?"
Salimar shook her head, and tried to reassure him. "No. I could . . . feel
that something was wrong." She saw the hurt flash through his eyes. "Bren,
waking up in your arms isn't what felt wrong. For the first few seconds I
thought I was dreaming, or better yet, that it was my dream come true, but
the room was one I'd never seen before and I knew we weren't really
married; that there was no way I could have forgotten two years of marriage
with you. And the idea of being like that with someone who looked like you,
but wasn't you. . ."
Reassured Brennan pulled her into a kiss, wanting to reassure her that this
was real. Before things could go further they were interrupted by Adam's
voice in there COM rings asking everyone to come to the Lab.
"OK. Now I know this is real." Shalimar groaned as she reluctantly stood
and started to gather her clothes. "Only Adam could have such lousy
"Why don't you just shower here, with me?" Brennan asked in a HIGHLY
"Because we're expected in the lab, soon." Shalimar retorted as se pulled
on her clothes. With a last kiss she hurried out the door.
The End . . . .For now. I'm planning a sequel as soon as the new season
begins and we see what happens with Shailmar's dad. If there's interest
I'll write in a chapter what happened during the night and up the rating
accordingly. Let me know if anyone is interested.