The Healing of the Dreams
[A Sequel to 'Ensnared in my Reverie']
*** Now they are free from the Dream Girl, but as Emma and Jesse heal, Adam
discovers there is something more to Sheila's powers, and Emma is slowly
weakening. And there is someone who wants to destroy Mutant X ***
Complete Summary: The aftermath of being ensnared in a reverie. Emma and
Jesse deal with the effects of Sheila's powers on them, and together, they
are healed. But something is wrong with Emma. Sheila's powers have a
different effect on her. Adam and the others must find out what is before
it is too late. And there's something else - a man with a dark past intent
on wreaking havoc inside Mutant X.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Mutant X.
Note ---- Here I am again, Mutant X mania. This is actually a sequel to my
previous fic, "Ensnared in my Reverie" and you may or may not read it
first. But if you've already read it, then read this one away!
+read, enjoy, review+
Chapter 1 - The Aftermath of the Dreamscape
Jesse Kilmartin was afraid.
Yes, for the first time in his entire life, he was afraid of closing
his eyes and drifting of to sleep. That wasn't true, though. He had been
once afraid when he was a little kid, and he was afraid of the dark. But he
was a kid, then.
He was an adult now, and a 25-year-old adult, at that. And here he
was, sitting on his bed, terrified of lying down and falling asleep. He
took a deep breath. He had every reason to be afraid, he told himself.
After all, he had just woken up less than eighteen hours ago from a coma. A
coma that lasted for a day and a half, and a coma that was caused by a very
He wondered how Emma was dealing with all this. He was just terrified that
if he closed his eyes, he won't open them again for real this time, and he
would die in his sleep. Much terrifying was the thought of closing his
eyes, and seeing his friends being killed.
But it was all a dream. It wasn't real.
Jesse sighed exasperatedly. He decided he'd maybe walk around than sit
still in his bed, debating whether he'd sleep or not. He headed towards the
kitchen, thinking maybe some food would keep him awake. There really wasn't
much junk food, he saw as he opened the fridge, realizing that Adam was
sort of a health nut.
He grabbed a can of soda, and popped it open. He sat down on a chair, but
he felt it was too uncomfortable and he stood up. He walked out into the
hallway and settled himself on a couch.
"Couldn't sleep?" Emma's voice asked from the top of the stairs.
Jesse looked up, and instantly, he felt himself calming down. She really
was so beautiful, and she took his breath away. She walked down the steps
towards him. "Something like that," Jesse said in reply, turning back to
"Frustrating, isn't it?" Emma commented, sitting beside him. "How we both
can't sleep," she explained sighing. "I feel as if I wouldn't live to see
"I know the feeling," Jesse answered truthfully.
Emma chuckled softly. "Of course, you would. We're the only ones who were
affected by Sheila's powers."
"True," Jesse murmured turning the can over his hands. He was relaxing by
the minute, and his fears were fading away. "I just-" he paused, taking a
deep breath. "I'm not sure what to think about Sheila. She was the one who
let us suffer but she was also the one who saved us."
Emma nodded beside him. "She felt guilty, in the end."
"And she decided just in time to save our asses," Jesse muttered. He closed
his eyes, and spoke quietly. "I thank her for that."
"She sacrificed her life, for us," Emma murmured smiling.
Jesse glanced over at her, and caught her looking at him. "I guess that
answers my question. Sure, Sheila put us through all the torture but she
still saved us."
"What kind of torture?" Emma asked in a whisper, looking intently at Jesse.
"I mean, what kind of torture did you go through?"
Images of his nightmare flooded Jesse's mind, and he squeezed his eyes shut
to block away the images. He didn't realize he was gritting his teeth, and
his fists were clenched tightly.
Emma reached over. "Jesse," she called softly. "What's wrong?"
The knife plunged in his arm-
Jesse cried out in pain, and at the same time, Emma felt his pain. Her eyes
widened in surprise as her arm stung. Her hands grasped both his shoulders,
and she shook him. "Jesse."
His eyes opened, and he stared blankly at her, as though he was lost and he
didn't know who she was. Then he blinked, and slowly he spoke, "The first
time I opened my eyes, it was dark, and cold. The whole Sanctuary was
destroyed. There was broken glass everywhere."
Jesse inhaled and he let out a deep breath. He looked at Emma, his eyes sad
and Emma felt his sadness. He continued. "Then I saw you," he said in a
whisper. He looked away from her. "You were dead. And then, I saw Brennan
and Shalimar. They were dead too."
"Oh, Jesse," Emma murmured, moving closer to him.
"I was so scared then," Jesse said placing his hands in his face. "I didn't
know what to do. You were my only friends and I lost you. Just like that, I
lost all of you."
Emma slowly took his hands away, and she gently brought his face closer to
hers. "It wasn't true, Jesse. You always have us," she whispered to him,
caressing his face with her fingertips. "I'll be here for you."
They stayed like that, Emma holding Jesse as they stared at each other.
"In my dream," Emma began. "The first one was I was in a room, and then it
was closing in on me. And the other one was I was trapped in this vast
"I never knew you were claustrophobic," Jesse interrupted, taking her hands
from his face and bringing them to his lips, he kissed them lightly.
Emma gasped at the touch of his lips. "I never told anyone."
"Emma," Jesse murmured, his hands caressing her face now. "I'm so glad that
it was all a dream, that you're alive. I don't want to lose you, Emma."
"You won't," Emma whispered in reply as their faces drew closer.
And then, their lips met in a sweet kiss that would heal their wounded