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Two Hearts
By Dearlylovedaimee

Chapter 1- Confessions Of A Psionic

I have only been here once before. I was never much on the romance thing, seeing as how love comes so uneasy to me. Although, sensitive I am to emotions around me; I am not always in tune with the ones that count the most, my own. I mean, I have looked up to this person from day one. She was fast, agile, fierce, didn't take shit from anyone, including the guys, and most of all she was my friend. Not because she had to be; she could either choose to accept you or reject you, her judgment was all based on who you were as a person. I think that had to be one of the qualities that I admired the most about her. Shalimar Fox was a strong yet sensitive woman that just plain had me wrapped around her little finger.

I am good with hiding my feelings from her. She has never said anything to me about the way I stare at her when she isn't looking, the unusual amount of touching I do when we are near, and the most tempting of course would be an occasional reading of emotions when we hang out; just to see if she is enjoying it as much as I am. Now mind you, I never invade her thoughts completely. I would never do that to one of my family without their permission. Give me a little credit, just because I am obsessed with the girl, doesn't mean I want to violate her; well at least not in that way! The only way Emma DeLauro gets her information is the old fashioned way, conversation.

Most would simply drop dead from sheer shock if they knew how open Shal was when it was just the two of us. She doesn't strike people as being the friendly type; especially with other women. But I can honestly say that with me, it's different. And believe you me, I'm not saying because I'm blinded with love for the girl; I am saying it because it's true.

We often got together at night when all the boys went to bed. We called it our "girly chats;" talking about everything from the latest mission, to the new abilities we are exploring both physically and mutant wise, and most importantly, we talked about who we were. In the short time I have known Shal, I have discovered things about her that she wasn't even aware of. She claims I am the reason she was more open with everyone; and, even had enough courage to explore the possibility of a relationship with Brennan. But that unfortunately, was the kicker.

I was falling for someone who didn't even know I was there; at least not in the way I wanted her to know. Things like this always seem to happen to me. I guess that is partially why I stopped developing crushes on people and kept mostly to myself. But not just anyone can turn my head; they have to have a certain something to get my attention.

The thing that did it for me when it came to Shal, was the fact that she was everything I wasn't. She was a stronger woman then I think I could ever be; and that was okay for me. I always saw myself being with someone who could let me be in control of the emotional aspect of the relationship, and they could be in charge of the rest. I have to admit the fact that Shal also didn't fall for just any ordinary Joe, was another reason I liked her. This may sound funny, but to me that shows signs of a good partner. It told me that she would be faithful to me no matter what.

There's only one word that describes me right now, and that is a mess. I am finding it hard to concentrate on what she is saying, because her eyes are so brown. They drive me crazy. Soft, yet sensual, I always see beauty when I look into them. And if she only knew what I was thinking when I looked at her mouth, she would blush from head to toe.

Oh God, she is leaning her head on my shoulder; okay Emma, just rest your head on hers. That's usually what she wants you to do, and don't forget to kiss her forehead, she likes that. Now she is barring her face into my neck. The feel of her hot breath on my skin, is making tiny hairs stand up all over my body. I can't help but close my eyes; the contact is turning me on that much! Shal, I hate to put a damper on your comfort level, but you are driving me nuts.

"Emma, Emma, are you listening to me?"

She is calling my name; must have sensed that I wasn't paying attention. She seems a little hurt that I was ignoring her; so I unwilling slip out my trance and snap back into reality.

"Yes, I'm listening."

"Okay, then what was I just talking about?"


She looks me straight in the eye, and just snickers.

"You're guessing, aren't you?"

I'm more then positive, that the look on my face is a display of sure shock. I don't want to make her think that I didn't care, but I had my own problems to deal with.


I say with a hint of nervousness in my voice.

"Uh-huh! Well, even if you were, you got lucky this time. God, am I that predictable?"


I bust out laughing, as I point my finger at her. She quickly slams her shoulder into mine, giving me that don't tease me look, and I respond by pouncing on her. We are rolling around all over the floor, each of us trying to gain full control of the other. Because she is the stronger one, she of course, wins; and threatens to tickle me if I don't start giving her the much needed attention that she deserves. I can't resist being a smart ass back, and through my hands up in the air yelling oh no. She is clearly not amused now, and begins to tickle me.

"You are so mine!"

She grabs my waist and starts moving her fingers all over my stomach. She knows it is my most sensitive part of the body, and I immediately begin to squirm beneath her.

"Shalimar Fox if you don't stop that this instant..."

"You'll do what?"

"Oh, you don't want to know what I am capable of doing to you! Remember I have dirt!"

She just laughs at me, stops her tickling, and pulls me closer into a hug. We fall sideways unable to contain the giggles. We are so wound up now; we both know that any chances of going to bed are shot! The energy surging through our veins is enough to make a five year old boy jealous.

When we finally calm down enough to make out what the other one is saying I do something I would have never dared to do. I switch my position so that I am facing her. I just stare at her peaceful figure lying there, unaware of what I am about to do. She decided to join me, and the minute she turns her head, a piece of her blond hair falls into her eyes; and I proceed to push away. Her smile is almost instant. I make the mistake of thinking I sense I slight twinkle of interest in her eyes, and make my move. Leaning in closer and closer, slowly as to not frighten her; I place a small kiss upon her lips.

The look of terror that has taken over her face is enough to set me off. That wasn't exactly what she needed right now. I am not only scared of what she is going to do to me, but am overly disgusted with myself. How could I turn a completely innocent moment between two friends into a potential porno?

I can feel the tears build up in behind my eyes, and as she starts to sit up and say something to me, I loose it. I push myself off of the floor, and run out the door; escaping into the confines of my room, and locking the door behind me.

I don't know If I will ever be able to face her again, knowing what I have done, just might have ruined the best friendship I have ever had.

Chapter 2- I Don't Want You

I was left there, just lying on the floor with my jaw hanging open. Was I hallucinating, or did Emma just make a move on me. Why would she do that? She knows I am crazy about Brennan; hell, even Brennan knows it! It's not like it isn't public knowledge. We flirt with each other, he reads me poetry from his private collection, we sometimes hold hands when we walk together, and we have this look that seems to only be reserved for each other. Call me predictable if you want, but I rather like it that way. I mean, I'm sorry if I gave Emma the wrong impression, but I just don't share the same feelings.

"I'd better go talk to her."

I say to myself, with a less then enthusiastic tone. I have never had to be the one to break the heart before. What do you say in situations like this? Ah say Emma, you're really great and everything, but I only fuck men. Okay Shal that may not be the best approach. After all, this is Emma we are talking about. She does tend to be a little oversensitive when it comes to certain issues. Although I don't know why, we have been friends long enough now that she shouldn't mind hearing the truth, whether it hurts or not.

Well, here we are. Suddenly, I am not feeling so hot. Like I said before, I am not very good at this. You can do this Shal, just raise your hand and knock on the door.


"Emma, its Shal, we need to talk!"

Without even the slightest peep, I hear the door squeak open only to reveal an incredibly depressed Emma on the other side. Incase you haven't guessed, that doesn't make this any easier.

"Look Shal, we don't have to do this. I just misread the signs; it's not a big deal. No harm, no fowl. Can we still be friends?"

Without even hesitating, I through my hands up, letting her know I need her to stop and give me a minute to process what she just said.

"Em, wait a damn minute! Can you just slow it down and let me get a word in? You're not the only one who is confused here. Why did you...kiss me?"

She takes a step back from the door, letting me know she would appreciate it if I stepped inside. After all, this isn't really your typical conversation that you hear everyday. Not like we need everyone in the Sanctuary to know about it.

I am relieved when she finally lets me in, and as I brush past her, the of feeling butterflies fluttering inside of my stomach take over. I can't believe it, I am nervous. I have never felt like this around Emma before, she and I have always been so comfortable; and now, I don't even want to be in this confined of a space with her.

She can clearly sense the tension I am experiencing, because instead of sitting on the edge of the bed like she normally does, she has chosen to lean against her desk. I am confused as to who is supposed to start this little session. So I decide that I had better go first.

"Emma look...you know I adore you, right?"

She can't seem to find the right words to answer my question, so it looks like I will have to settle for a simple nod yes.

"Good, than maybe this next part won't be so hard."

Before I can even get another word out, she is on her feet and ready for battle; her position, defense. I can tell she isn't going to make this easy for me. That's Emma for you, even though she looks sweet and innocent on the outside; she is one tuff cookie on the inside. She has never let me get away with any bullshit the whole time we've know one another. I like that about her! But at the same time that is also her worst quality; especially, when it comes to making her see your point of view. She just doesn't know when to quit.

"Look Shal, don't treat me like I am child with a school girl crush. I know the routine; I've heard it all before. You're so sorry because you didn't mean to give me the wrong impression, and you hope that we can still be friends, and that this won't affect us one bit. Like I said before, that's what I want, for us to be normal again. Just forget about what I did. It was wrong. I know you love Brennan and I'm really happy for you. So with that I will let you get to bed and we can put this little incident behind us!"

Wow, she really seems to have this chapter down flat. I would have never guessed Emma to be so bitter about love. I can't help but feel even guiltier then before. She seems so empty and lost right now. I am supposed to be her best friend and what good am I doing her?

As she gets up and opens her door to let me out, I just sit there. I am not budging until she agrees to hold a real conversation with me. It's not about reassurance that she wont do it again, it's that I don't want her to alienate herself from me all because she feels she can't talk to me any more.

She grows more impatient with me, and finally after standing by the door just waiting for me to exit; she realizes that I'm not going anywhere and slams it back shut. She is obviously irritated by my persistence, but does nothing to fight back. She knows she wouldn't win anyway.

"Okay Shal, you win. Say what ever it is that you want to say."

Now, I'm the one getting pissed off. She knows very well, that I don't appreciate the sarcastic tone when I am just trying to understand and possibly help her out. So I decide that maybe letting her sleep on it is the best idea.

I get up rapidly without saying even one word and head for the door. Suddenly, I am stopped by the tall, slender figure of a woman who is not going to let me walk out of this one so easily. She blocks my escape route with a forceful lean and a not so friendly look. This is her way of letting me know that I was the one who got me into this mess, and I was the one who was going to have to get myself out of it.

"Emma, I don't want to fight with you. I think maybe we should just talk about this in the morning. Please let me pass. I don't want to have to get nasty."

She is really pissed now, and pushes me back hard enough to trip and send me slamming to the floor. I regain my balance almost instantly; one of the perks of being a feral, quick reaction time; and proceed to try and get by her once more. I have already decided that I am not going to let her win this battle. I refuse to let her take her anger out on me, and I am certainly not going to take mine out on her. I say excuse me one more time, and the second time I try to get by, she grabs me and pulls me into a kiss.

It is something that I don't want or expect; and almost instantly I feel the anger boiling to the surface. I claw at her arm, hard enough to make her break her hold on me; and immediately, I feel my eyes begin to light up yellow. I don't think she expected me to react to her like that, but I did; and now I seem to have her attention. She is scared shitless and I am ready to fight back; so without even think about what I am doing, I stare her down and back her into a wall with a more then harsh warning.

"If you ever do that to me again, I won't be responsible for what I do to you, you hear me? Never and I mean never, try to kiss me again as long as you live. I am sick of trying to be nice, I don't want you and I never will. I tried to make it easy on you but you just had to be a little bitch. You had better hope I cool down in the morning..."

And before I am able to get any more out, she begins to cry. I then realize that I have a hold of both of her arms and am squeezing them tightly. She isn't crying at what I am saying, she is crying because I am hurting her. When I snap out of my anger and return to normal, I try to apologize but am too late. The minute I let go, she pushes me away from her and runs out of her room in tears.

The realization finally sets in my brain that I could have really hurt her. I have never wanted to hurt Emma the entire time we have known each other. The feelings of guilt and frustration are too much for me to deal with. I hit the floor on my knees and begin to sob.

Chapter 3-Too Late

The next morning I headed to the kitchen with a heavy heart. I only hope that she was there so I could apologize for what I did to her last night. As I enter the room I see Brennan and Jess sitting at the table with their bowls of cereal and their morning conversation. They both turned to me when I entered the room and wave hello. I wave back to them with a pleasant smile, and ask if any of them had seen Emma this morning. Both of them looked a little confused.

"Shal we haven't seen Emma since last night. Is she missing?"

"No Bren, I just wanted to talk to her, that's all."

"I'm sure she'll turn up here shortly. Come eat with us!"

"No way, not until you learn to talk without your mouth full, Jess!"


"She's right man; you really do need to work on that! It's not the most attractive quality, if you know what I mean."

"Oh, and I suppose picking your nose is proper etiquette where you come from?"

"Okay boys, we have established that you both have manners you need to work on, but I really do need to find Emma; so I will see you later."

"Bye Shal!" They both say simultaneously as I exited the room and reconvened my search.

A quick sweep of the Sanctuary only leads me to the lab; where I again, come up empty handed. Adam passes me a couple of times; asking me if I'm alright. I simply ignore him and decide to try one more place.

I walk down the hall, sensing an odd silence coming from Emma's room. The unfamiliar vibe sends my body into confusion. As I cautiously enter her space I am shocked to see the lifeless body of my friend lying on the floor.

My heart is sent flying out of my chest, as I rush to her side to see if she is still alive. I call out to Adam for help, but have suddenly lost the ability of speak. With out even thinking about what to do next, I scoop her into my arms and rush her to where the boys were sitting, unaware of the horror I am about to bestow upon them.

"Help me, someone help me please; she isn't breathing!"

All three of them jump up from the table and scurry to my side, only to take her out of my arms and into the medical lab.

"Shal what happened?"

"Adam I don't know, I just found her lying in her room. God, she's not breathing, is she dead?"

"I need to know what she took, if I'm going to help her!"

Jess runs rapidity out of the room, only to return moments later with a small, brown pill bottle.

"It looks like she overdosed on sleeping pills."

"She's still breathing, but I need to pump her stomach. Everyone outside, I will come get you when I'm done!"

Chapter 4-Back To Life

It's been over two hours since I last left Emma's fragile body in the care of my trusted friend. I can't stop pacing back and fourth, and it's beginning to drive me nuts. I feel a soft, welcome touch on my shoulder; and, when I gaze up to see who it is, black eyes that I have only wished would notice me in a dream, look to me with comfort and support.

"Do you want to talk about?"

Do I want to talk about it? Now there's a question that I hadn't expected anyone to ask me so soon. I wasn't aware that I was that transparent, but I guess I was. I seem to be exhibiting all of the usual signs of someone who royally fucked up and knew it.

"Bren, it's all my fault."

He pulls me closer into a mind altering hug and I break out in tears once more. I had only begun to get the uncontrollable sobbing in order; and then he had to go and hug me. Why did he have to make me feel so vulnerable in his presence?

"I feel so helpless right now. My best friend is lying in there, barely breathing, and I am out here."

"Shal, we all know if any of us had the chance to switch places with Emma, we would. Don't be so hard on yourself. You're not the one who forced her to take those pills. It's not your fault."

"You couldn't possibly begin to understand!"

I hurt him with that last part. He gives me this look, a look that is slowly breaking my heart into a thousand pieces. I don't know where I could even begin, to make him understand the wrong I have done; but he is willing to try, and thank God for that.

"Shal, make me understand!"

I don't know where to start, it all seems so faded and far away. The events of last night pale in comparison to the severity of this morning. It is all just so trivial. But never the less, I will attempt to explain; because frankly I need a friend to lean on.

"Bren last night, after you boys went to bed, Emma and I stayed up talking like we normally do. It was just innocent fun. Then, she did something that I didn't think she would ever do; she kissed me."

That last one hit him with enough force, sending his jaw dropping to the floor. Of all the people, Emma struck us a being the least likely to do something like kiss another woman. She had always given off this soft, innocent, need to be taken care of by a man persona. It was odd to think of her any other way.

While Brennan tried to regain his composure, he came up and wrapped his arm around me.

"So what did you do?"

"What do you mean what did I do? I told her to back off. And then when she tried it again, I got all feral on her ass, Bren I really could of hurt her. No, I take that back, I did hurt her!"

I'm surprised that he heard that last part, because my break down was muffling my speech. But he heard me, he heard me all too clear. He could tell that I was aching inside. I had never meant to hurt her, but she just wasn't what I wanted.

"Shal, it's okay; no one blames you. Emma just couldn't handle the rejection, that's all. I told her not to tell you, but I see she didn't bother to listen. "

Okay, hold up. Did I just hear what I think I just heard? Was Brennan really telling me that he knew about this all along? Oh, someone is going to get hurt!

"Excuse me, are you telling me that you knew about this all along and you didn't bother filling me in?"

He was scared now; he knew he shouldn't have let that last part slip out.

"Shal don't be mad, I didn't want to tell you, because I knew that you would not want to hang out with Emma anymore; and plus, she threatened to kick my ass if I said anything."

"Oh, believe me you're going to get your ass kicked alright! Bren if you knew that she wanted me then you should have told me; it sure as hell would have saved me from hurting her last night. "

"Shal, I know I should have told you, but I couldn't betray Em like that. She is my friend too you know."

"Bren I don't know what I would do if I lost her. I care so much about her. I can tell her anything and she understands. She is my best friend."

He doesn't say anything else; he just sits down with me, draping his arm over my shoulders, in a protective hold. It's much needed contact that I have always wanted from him. Something makes me think that he may also want it too, now that he knows that I don't want Emma.

Just when I was starting to feel better, I hear the medical room doors swing open and my friend coming towards me. He looks so sorry, why does he look so sorry?

"Adam what is it? Adam please don't do this to me!"

He just shakes his head back and fourth.

"No, no it can't be! No, God, no! Emma please no!

I collapse into Brennan's awaiting arms and this sweeping sense of sadness begins to take over my whole body. I know that Adam did everything he could; we just didn't make it in time. She was already gone when we got there; but that doesn't make it any easier.

"Shal I'm sorry, she was just too weak and I couldn't…"

"No, no she isn't dead I refuse to accept it!"

I break my self from Brennan's arms and rush into the med lab. I don't even stop to think about what I am doing, I just know that I refuse to let her go. She is lying on the bed, naked from the waist up, still warm to the touch; but the color is completely drained from her skin, and she is not moving. She is no longer the friend I once thought I knew; she is merely a lifeless body on a table, which I will never be able to replace.

I refuse to accept anything less then her, moving and talking and teasing me; God what I wouldn't give to hear her laugh right now. She has never looked so at peace; and I have never felt so alone. With a tears in my eyes, I take her right hand in mine; and just when I think that I couldn't find the right words to say, I feel this power take over me.

"God, it's me! Please don't take her away from me like this. I'm not ready to be alone; I don't want to be alone. There are so many things she hasn't done yet; she hasn't saved the world like she swore she would, she hasn't gotten married, or had children; but most important, she doesn't know how sorry I am for what I did to her. She doesn't know that I love her no matter what and that I will always be there for her. Please don't take her before I get the chance to make it up to her. Please don't take the other half of my heart."

My tears are free flowing now; but some how, God heard me. Suddenly, a bright green light radiates from our interlocking hands, and I feel my life force surging through her. It weakens me instantly, as my body transfers its strength to hers; but then, I hear what I do believe is one of the best sounds I have ever heard in my entire life, the sound of her gasping for breath.

As soon as I see that it is all real, and I am not just dreaming; I pull myself to her, hugging her and calling for Adam. The gang rushes into the room and Adam pushes me out of the way to run some tests. But the entire time this is happening I haven't once broke the contact of our hands. At the rate I am going now, I don't think I will ever let go of her as long as I live."

"Emma, Emma this is Adam; can you hear me? Tell me where you are Emma?"

"Adam, Shalimar, Bren, Jess, what's going?"

"You're at the Sanctuary kiddo, and you're going to be just fine!"

"I can't believe it, she is breathing, it's not possible. When I left, she wasn't alive; Shal how did you…?"

"Adam, I, I, I don't know?! One minute I was just holding her hand and praying; then the next I felt this jolt of energy coming out of my body. It was unlike anything I have ever felt before in my life. Then she breathed, is she going to be alright?"

"She's going to be fine. Pupils are responsive, breath sounds and heart beat are good, reflexes are intact, and she doesn't appear to have any permanent brain damage. Shal, you brought her back to life!"

Chapter 5-In Heat

It's been almost two week since Emma's suicide attempt and things have pretty much gotten back to normal. Well, almost everything. Adam insisted that she begin counseling sessions to help her relieve some of her frustration and anger. It hasn't been an easy road for her, but the doctor seems to be hopeful.

At the same time, we all have been taking turns being there for her. The boys and I may seem a little to cautious, but we just won't let Emma out of our site for a second; and she is starting to get annoyed with us. We can't help it, after almost loosing her, I don't want a minute to go bye that she feels unwanted. And it would all be much easier, if she was actually speaking to me.

I tried to apologize for the way I treated her, and instead of letting me in, she told me that she thought it would be a good idea if we just took a break from each other. She told me that she needed time to work out her feelings for me. It of course, was breaking my heart in two; but what could I do? I didn't want to push her into anything that she wasn't ready for. But that didn't mean I couldn't stay close to her side, just in case she changed her mind.

As for Adam, he can't stop running these tests on the both of us. He has had us hooked up to more machines the last few days then I have been hooked to in my entire life. I am beginning to hate the sight of him, simply because I know what coming next every time he enters the room. It is something that he can't explain, and that bothers him. He has always been able to keep tabs on us, and the fact that something happened that he can't even begin to explain, frankly scares the shit out of him.

And as if that wasn't enough for me to deal with, I am one day shy of going in heat. It is one of the many disadvantages to being half cat. Not to mention, it puts a real damper on my social life. For exactly one week, I will be confined to these walls, with a good book and plenty of exercise. I can't go out or be around any of the guys; so I am hoping that Emma, will quickly feel the need to forgive me. Without her, I have no one.

I have decided to prepare myself for my little inconvenience by working up enough nerve to tell Brennan how I feel. I figure that maybe if he knows that I like him, he will use that time to consider what he wants to do. I have this big long speech worked out in my head; but for some reason every time I think I am ready to give it, this strange feeling takes over my body. It's like my head and my heart aren't on the same page. And you know what's even stranger, I have been checking out Emma a lot over the past week. I mean, I can be sitting in the common room, right smack dab in the middle of a conversation with Bren, and the minute she walks in I forget what I was talking about, and all attention is diverted to her. I know Bren had noticed the change as well, because he seems to be leaving us alone in rooms together, hoping that we will miraculously patch things up.

At first, I thought it was just because he hated to see us both in such pain and wanted nothing more then for us to be friends again; but then I over heard him say something to Jess about how he thought their plan was working, because Emma actually said hi to me on Friday.

I tried to confront them on it; heck I even threatened to beat the shit out of them; but I got nothing out of either of them. That was all going to change tonight. It was my last night to be able to hang out with the gang, and I planned on taking full advantage of the situation.

We headed out to Club Static around 8:00 pm. As usual it was packed. Strangers bumped up against strangers in a fierce fight for control of space. There was barely enough room to breath let alone dance; but they some how managed. We headed to the bar and ordered rounds of non-alcoholic margaritas and then shots of tequila. I often thought it strange how we started our club hopping with non-alcoholic beverages; but hey why break a tradition.

Bren and Jess soon found two lovely and willing ladies to lead out on the dance floor, and quickly forgot all about Emma and me. In the past, it would have bothered me that Bren didn't offer to dance with me, but tonight it was different. I couldn't take my eyes off of Emma.

She was sitting at the far corner of the bar, where she had found a companion of her own. She seemed happy for the first time in almost two weeks. The beautiful blonde that was catching her attention, was obviously putting the moves on Em; because she kept touching her and laughing at every other word that came out of her mouth. I tried to act calm and cool, but I was jealous. I have never been jealous of anyone talking to Emma, especially not another woman. But for some reason, this girl was succeeding in sweeping Emma off her feet and I couldn't let that happen. Not when I knew I wanted her for myself.

So without hesitation, I made my way over to where they were sitting, and tapped Emma lightly on the shoulder. She slightly jumped at the action, but immediately calmed down when she realized it was me. At first, she just stared at me confusingly; I had my hand extended out to her and was so hoping she would take me up on the offer. Her new best friend was slightly ticked off at my unwelcome interruption and spoke up.

"Sorry, darling but this one is taken!"

"You're right darling, she is taken!"

She looked at me funny for a moment and then caught on to what I was hinting at.

"Sorry honey, I wasn't aware she was off limits."

Emma just stood there in aw as the women simply got up and walked off. But the thing I think that shocked her the most, was the fact that I had pulled her up out of her seat and on to the dance floor.

At first, she was uneasy; she wasn't sure exactly what I had up my sleeve. I decided to break the ice a little, and began to move my body back and fourth to the music; hoping she would catch on to what I was offering. Finally, she eased up a little and then reclaimed her rain as dance champion.

I had always been a little jealous of how Emma seemed to have a connection with the music. She was an incredible dancer; in fact, I even admit to seeing Brennan and Jessie checking her out a few times. She just had that charm about her; and it was that very charm, that was starting to get to me.

There were no words, just the connecting of two women who wanted each other. Our bodies moved in tune with the rhythm of the music perfectly.

"Miss independent
Miss self-sufficient
Miss keep your distance"

Mesmerized by the way she swayed her hips, I felt my body beginning to drift closer and closer to her.

"Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let a man interfere, no"

Suddenly, I reached for her belt loop, finally pulling her to me. I wanted her to lean into me, so I grabbed her by her left leg, and tilted her upper body backwards, letting her know she could put her trust in me and I wouldn't let go.

"Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne"

I am making a trail of kisses up her chest and as soon I reach her neck, she brings her face to mine and we kiss.

"So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
Said ooh, she fell in love"

Electricity is flowing through our body, and I realize that I am going into heat.

"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open my door
Surprise...It's time
To feel what's real"

But it's okay this time, because I have found someone that will be able to set me free. I'm not scared anymore, just ready to give myself to her.

"What happened to Miss Independent?
No more the need to be defensive
Goodbye, old you
When love is true"

She seems to know exactly what I need now, as she forcefully breaks us away from the crowd and to the confines of a secluded corner of the club.

"Misguided heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you want to use that line you better not start, no"

Up against the wall she takes me. No guidance, no reassurance, and no questioned are needed. She seems to know exactly what I like and just how to give it to me.

"But she miscalculated
She didn't want to end up jaded
And this miss decided not to miss out on true love"

She has me pined underneath her body, our mouths staying in constant contact; never breaking, not even to let out moans of pleasure.

"So, by changing her misconceptions
She went in a new direction
And found inside she felt a connection
She fell in love."

Her hands are allowed to roam free and explore places she has only dreamed of; and I can feel the feral inside of me being unleashed. As I move my arms from her waist to her neck, she lifts me up into her awaiting arms.

"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open my door (open my door)
Surprise...It's time (yeah)
To feel what's real"
"What happened to Miss Independent?
No more the need to be defensive
Goodbye (goodbye), old you (oh you)
When love, when love is true"

Just before I manage to fully wrap my legs around her slim figure, she has my zipper undone and her hands inside my pants. Softly she slips her fingers into me and I know she can feel the pressure beginning to build.

"When Miss Independence walked away
No time for love that came her way
She looked in the mirror and thought today
What happened to miss no longer afraid?
It took some time for her to see
How beautiful love could truly be
No more talk of why can't that be me
I'm so glad I finally feel..."

Her trail of kisses, stop at my right ear; she softly whispers in my ear, and the feel of her hot breath on my body sends my senses into over drive.

"Do you want me?"

"What is the feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open my door
Surprise (surprise), it's time (yeah)
To feel (to feel) what's real"

I tilt my head back, letting out screams of pleasure. She is moving her fingers faster against the soft walls inside of me. My body must speed up, to match her pace perfectly. We are moving as one now and I don't dare want her to stop.

"Yes, I want you Emma!"

"What happened to Miss Independent?
No more the need to be defensive
Goodbye (goodbye), old you
When love, when love is true..."

With that very statement, she quickens her movements; and suddenly I am feeling a release wash over me; as well as, the return of the mysterious green light.

Chapter 6-Picture Perfect Love

The minute we break, I realize what I have done. I let go of her body, missing the contact almost immediately. I quickly scan our surrounding to see if anyone had seen our little display of affection. As far as I can tell, not one person was even aware we were back here; and a wave of relief sets in. I begin to step back away from her, but when I try to leave, I feel a tight grip around my neck, and realize that Shal hasn't completely let go of me.

She regains her hold of my waist with her legs; and I hear a soft nasally sound in my left ear. I take a minute to try and figure out where that purring is coming from; and then I realize it's her! Did I do that? She wants told me that ferals only purr when they are extremely happy or when they have found their life mate. Wonder which category I fit into?

I want to let go of her and escape this torture. She does things to me internally that no person should ever have to endure. I don't want to be here when she comes to the conclusion that this was all one giant mistake on both our parts. I attempt one more time to break our embrace, but where ever I go she follows. She is bound and determined to keep me close to her.

Time passes slowly, and what seems like eternity to me, is actually a few minutes. I take my eyes off of her only to make sure that we are alone; then I bring them back to this delicate woman in my arms. She is so content snuggling up to me and she doesn't flinch when I tell her that Jess and Bren are approaching. She just increases her hold on me even tighter and tells me that she wants to take me home.

Jess and Bren seem like they have been searching for us for a while now, and when they finally find us, they seem to be more then pleased at the current state we are in. They meet each other with a sly smile and tell us that they will be leaving with their two female companions and that if we would like to go home, we can.

I give them a reassuring nod and watch them turn around and walk away, leaving me here all alone to deal with Shaimar. Not that I mind, I am just scared at what she is going to do when we leave the club. I lean down and kiss her on top of her head and tell her it's time to go. She doesn't seem to hear me, and I look down to see if she is okay. At first, I thought she wasn't conscious, but then I realize, she had just fallen asleep in my arms. I can't help but smile at how peaceful she looks. I gently pick her up and carry her out to her jeep.

She doesn't move the entire drive, and it is only when we arrive home that she flutters her eyes open and steps back into reality.


"Shh, Shal I'm here!"

"Where are we?"


"Oh…, Emma will you stay with me tonight?"

"Wouldn't have it any other way."

I step out of the car and make my way to the passenger side. I open her door and she extends her arms out to me. I bend down slightly so she can put her arms around my neck; and I lift her up and head inside.

I had a hard time deciding which bed I wanted to put her in, mine or hers. I finally decided she might be more comfortable in her own room. I pull back her covers with my one free hand and gently lay her fragile body down on the soft mattress. I carefully undress her, and put her in her favorite night shirt that Jess gave to her for her birthday; and then sneak out of the room only to return a moment later with my pajamas on, and climb in after her. As soon as she feels me next to her, she turns on her side and regains her hold of my body.

The warmth that radiates off of her causes me to remove the covers from me. It's always like I pictured it in my dreams. She doesn't have any reservations about me laying next her, just happiness. I must have died and gone to heaven, because nothing I have ever known before has truly felt this good. It's so good; I don't want it to end.

My thoughts race back and fourth, as I try and think about what I am going to say and do in the morning. Picture perfect can't last forever; I know that as well as the next.

Chapter 7-Tough Decision

Where am I? The last thing I remember, is going to the club, dancing, and then… where's Emma? God it's really hot in here, I think I had better go take a cold shower. Wait a minute, whose arm is this? Who put me in my pajamas? And why the hell am I so weak? I haven't felt this drained since the green light thi…oh! Something tells me that I am not going to have a pleasant morning. I guess I had better wake up who ever is sleeping next to me. Here it goes.

Wait am minute, I know that head of hair. It's red, just like Emma's. Oh please don't tell me she is in my bed. I should have never gone out with them last night. I was not supposed to have sex with anyone. Why did I act so strange last night? Better question is, why am staring at Emma sleeping?

She looks so peaceful when she sleeps, just like a child. She is really beautiful. Oh no, wait just a God damn minute..., did I just say beautiful? Oh God, why do I suddenly feel the urge to have sex with her again; that has never happened before? Ferals are only suppose to have sex with someone once; and then the feeling is suppose to disappear, and we are suppose to be able to move on to the next person. Why am I so happy to see her lying next to me? And why is supposed to becoming a common thing with me?

She is rolling over, she is just so cute. She is trying to pull me closer to her. I think I will help her out. NO, NO, NO you big dummy, you can't do this, she is your friend. Just a friend! Just because you two went at it like jack rabbits last night, doesn't give you the right to lust after her.

But this isn't lust that I am feeling; lust doesn't make you want to cuddle up close to someone and purr in their ear. Which by the way, I am doing! I can't help it; she has snuggled up under my chin, and I simply love the feel of her skin on mine. Lust is defiantly not the word I am looking for.

And it doesn't feel like just sex. Just sex, is nothing more then two bodies looking for a quick and easy fix. Last night we weren't that careless. We moved as one; and I know that I have never felt so happy to be with someone like this. When I came last night, all I wanted was to feel her next to me. It felt so right to be in her arms; and I had only wished I could have frozen that moment in time. I think last night might not have been only about the need to be set free; I think that last night I may have gone and mated with Emma. SHIT!

Fearls are only supposed to mate when they are completely, 100% positive sure that they have found their life mate. And only then, should you share that part of yourself with someone. I mean, once you give yourself to someone, you aren't able to function sexually with anyone else. It's kind of one of those permanent situations. But trust me; we aren't the only ones who are affected. Fearls pass on a scent to their mates; and the minute it mixes with the scent from their partner, it produces a chemical reaction in both of their brains. So not only can the feral not perform sexually with another person, but neither can their mate. And unfortunately, the ways to reverse it are limited. There are only two ways that I know of to reverse the affects of mating. The most common way is of course, death; and the second way, is a scientific method that was created to block the scent's signal from being processed by the brain. This is something we actually can do ourselves; that is, unless we really care for someone. Then our bodies tend to develop a mind of their own.

Okay, lets back the truck up again, that means if my body didn't block the signal; then that must mean that I am IN LOVE WITH EMMA?!

I think I'm going to faint. This can't be happening. I have never wanted another woman in my entire life. I mean, I was always sure that Brennan and I would someday wake up and decide that we were right for each other. It has always been that way; and now, I can't imagine life with anyone other than Emma.

She is so beautiful with those brown eyes and that smile. I love when she laughs at my jokes, even if they aren't really that funny; and the way she makes her self available when I need someone to talk to. She has never put anything before me and I have put everything else before her.

I don't know if I can do this. I want to, but these are feelings that I am not sure that I want to feel for her. She is my friend, my best friend, and I don't think I want that to change. I guess it would be easier to just dismiss her, if we hadn't done what we did last night. Why does this have to be such a tough decision?

Chapter 8-Make Up My Mind


Emma tossed and turned when she felt someone experiencing inner emotional conflict. This was unlike anything she had ever felt before. This conflict was all centered around her. She couldn't help but feel suppressed by these emotions; and with that, she sat up in her bed, and let out a terrifying scream.



"Emma, Emma, its okay, sweetie! Please calm down; you're going to be alright! I won't let anyone hurt you!"

With that Shalimar wrapped her arms tightly around Emma's body. She was petrified and covered in thick layer of cold sweat. Nothing had ever pained Shalimar more than witnessing Emma in such a state. She was so scared and she had sworn that she would never let anything like that ever happen to Emma again.


It took Emma a while to finally calm her self down to the point she could finally remember where she was. She cautiously took in her surroundings, and then she was met with the worried eyes of the person she desperately wanted. It didn't take long, for her to realize that the feelings she was experiencing were coming from none other than Shalimar. She could sense it the minute she took her in her arms.

Emma was confused. One minute Shal was trying to block her feelings for Emma out of her head and her heart; and the next minute, all Emma could sense was Shal's need to be closer to her. It was a drama that Emma was more the positive that she didn't want to be a part of.

She was overly crazy about Shalimar, but if she didn't get her emotions under control and start admitting how she felt about her, she wouldn't be able to do this any more. She didn't like being made to feel like the odd man out. It was becoming a constant reminder of why she didn't enjoy falling in love.


"Emma, are you… okay?"

"I guess I could ask you the same question."

"What do you mean?"

"Shal, you know exactly what I mean, so don't play dumb!"

"Emma, can we please not do this right now?"

"Why, what's so wrong with now? I think you and I need to have a serious talk about what happened last night. I mean, you just can't have sex with a girl and then expect her to…"

"Emma, PLEASE! I said not right now! I don't feel like talking about this with you, so just drop it. God you can be so fucking stubborn sometimes!"

Shal was completely facing Emma now; she was clearly not a force to be reckoned with. But she knew that made it so much more appealing to Emma; she didn't give up easily and that was going to be a real problem; because, she was about one minute from blowing a gasket.

"If I'm stubborn, then what the hell does that make you? Please Shal, I'm dying to know, do you fuck all your friends, then just wake up the next morning and pretend it didn't happen. Come on Shal, the world is waiting for an answer; I'm waiting for an answer!"

"Emma, I said don't do this, and I meant it. I will not hesitate to walk out of here! I don't need this from anyone, especially you!"

"And what is that suppose to mean? Am I not good enough for your majesty? Shalimar I don't give a shit if you walk out of here, do it I don't need this either. I can't believe I ever fooled myself into thinking that you could ever care…"

Emma let her out loud thought disappear in the air. Shal knew what she meant, despite her weak attempts at trying to hide it. She knew that Emma really did care about her; and some where, deep down in her heart she knew she had fallen too. But sometimes, your brain doesn't always let your heart do the thinking. And sometimes when you're scared, your mouth says things that you don't truly mean.

"Well, your right there, you are definitely a fool!"

Shal regretted the comment almost instantly. The painful look in Emma's eyes took immediate affect. Her eyes began to fill with tears, and before she could even stop to think what she was doing; Emma simply got up and turned around so she was directly facing her.

"Well, I guess you have made up your mind! As a matter a fact, you seem to have also made up my mine. So let me clue you in, this thing between us is over. I don't want you to ever speak to me again. It shouldn't be too hard for you, since you seem to be so great at being a bitch."

With that, Emma turned back around and out the door. She was bound and determined never to regret the choice she just made. As far as she was concerned, Shalimar Fox could go to hell!

Chapter 9-The Power of Force


Almost two months had passed since Emma swore she would never talk to Shalimar again. The vow at the time seemed like it wouldn't be that hard to keep; but as days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months she found herself falling deeper and deeper into a depression. The affects of mating were taking over her body and allowing her heart to be in charge.

In the mist of all the chaos, she made a not so intelligent decision to quit seeing her psychiatrist. The more and more she didn't talk, the more and more she withdrew herself from the crowd. Her teammates were all worried about her, especially the one she didn't want to care the most.


Emma had made it quite clear that she didn't want Shalimar hanging around her, but that didn't mean she listened. All Shalimar could do, was sit back and admire her from a far. She wasn't sure if it was the same for Emma as it was for her; but the day that fought, was the day her world slowly began to crumble.

She couldn't sleep at night, she hardly ever ate, the motivation just wasn't there like it used to be, and she knew that as long as her and Emma were linked; this state would never go away. All she wanted was for Emma to tell her that she needed her as much as she did. There was no comfort for her and no escape from the pain. Her heart was in constant torment; and she had begun to think about things that made her nervous.

She couldn't continue living on with this love for someone that wanted nothing to do with her. For a feral, it was the ultimate heartache. But at the same time, she knew that it was all her fault. If she hadn't been so hesitant and so damn cruel, maybe today she would be holding Emma in her arms. But for now, she would just have to settle for distance, hoping that someday she would find a way to forgive her.


She could feel someone's eyes on her. It was a feeling that she didn't particularly enjoy, but she knew that at the same time, it was the one thing that brought her any kind of comfort. It had been so long since she felt anything but hurt, that she was beginning to loose control of her powers. Love is funny that way, especially when you love someone who couldn't care less about you.

She just sat there, letting whomever it was have their little voyeur moment. She had a lot of work to do, and couldn't be bothered with such trivial events. She was actually doing quite well; until she could have sworn she'd heard someone cry out that they loved her in their mind. This had gotten her full attention, and when she turned around to see who it was, she was displeased to find that no one was there. Or so she thought!


Shalimar had managed to steer clear of Emma's glance, before she revealed herself. She was more than aware that Emma had heard her heart breaking inside. The emotions were more then she could control. Her knees suddenly lost the ability to support her, and she slid down the wall in tears. She couldn't take much more of this. The only comfort that was brought to her was the feeling of her own arms wrapping themselves around her body. In her mind, the world had stopped in time, leaving them forever damaged. She was crying out in pain and didn't think anyone could hear her. But, she was wrong.

There was someone who heard her, actually, there were two some ones that heard her loud and clear. They were near by, watching her every move; and making a decision that would either make or break her.

-Jessie & Brennan-

Jess and Bren were secretly stashed behind the corner of the Sanctuary hallway feeling sorry for their friends. They had never seen them act like this before, and it was really starting to get to them.

"You know as well as I do bro that they can't keep this up much longer. You see what they have been reduced to!"

"Jess I know, but what can we do? Every time I try to talk to either one of them, they just avoid the issue. It's like they don't even care."

"But you know they do, and that's why it is up to us to do something about it. I hate seeing Shal in this kind of state, and Emma is beginning to loose control of her powers. Adam said that he didn't know what to do and believe me, he has tried everything. Now, I think it's our turns."

Bren raised an eyebrow of curiosity the minute Jess said that last remark. He knew that Jess was a smart guy, and if anyone could fix this, he was the one to do it; but how was the part he just couldn't get.

"Well, that's all great, fine, and wonderful, but just what do you suggest that we do that hasn't already been done?

"We force them to deal with each other!"

"And just how are we going to do that?"

"We're going to put them in a situation that they won't be able to get out of, unless they talk!"

"I'm listening!"

"Well, then why don't I feel you in on the rest of the details!"

Jess smiled, as he put his arm around Bren and lead him into the kitchen. He knew that this was the only chance that they were going to get at it, so they had better know what they were doing.


She sat in her room, just listening to the words of the song. It's funny, she never really like this kind of music before, until she lost Emma. Pop wasn't really her bag, but the sadness of unrequited love seemed to be expressed well in the lyrics.

"This time I'm done with always screwing up
I'm sick of one direction down
I'm a broken picture frame
My whole world's twisted inside out
Streaming voices like a hurricane
It's telling me to wake up
Get out of bed
Put your feet on the floor
There's fresh air out the door

And I've been acting so pathetic
Knocking around like a ball on a string
It's taking time for me to get it
I'm ready and willing to do anything to make it up to you

My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy
I'm standing here all alone
Wishing that I could've known
You just can't walk away
From the damage

Last time I'm playing with a broken string
It don't matter no one's listening
Cause losing you has made me see
I've gotta change
Gotta blame it
All on me

And I've been acting so pathetic
Knocking around like a ball on a string
It's taking time for me to get it
I'm ready and willing to do anything to make it up to you (oh)

My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty (so empty)
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy (heavy yeah)
I'm standing here all alone
Wishing that I could've known
That you just can't walk away
From the damage (damage)

My eyes may as well be blind if I just can't see you(if I can't see you)
My hands may as well be tied cause they just can't touch you (touch you)

Before the smoke can really clear away
From fires I started yesterday
I know I've gotta find a way
Somehow I've gotta find a way to wake up
From the damage

My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy
I'm standing here all alone
Wishing that I could've known
You just can't walk away
From the damage
My eyes may as well be blind if I just can't see you
My hands may as well be tied cause they just can't touch you
I'm standing here all alone
Wishing that I could've known
You just can't walk away
From the Damage

I'm standing here all alone
Wishing that I could've known
You just can't walk away
From the damage"

She felt the words sync into her like the fangs of a vampire. They described her situation perfectly; and she was completely convinced that the song was written with her in mind.

She knew she had been the idiot in this whole mess. Did she really think that she could make love to Emma, and escape the consequences? Ferals aren't usually this stupid; but then again, she did always consider herself to be one of a kind!

She hit the repeat button once more; hoping that each time the song played, that it would some how show her the way to make everything alright again. She leaned back in her bed and grabbed her second pillow; cuddling it like it was Emma. She closed her eyes tightly, and tried to vision Emma's face in her head. It never took her long to have every detail defined in her mind. She could see and feel the sting of her piecing brown eyes, the warm sensation of her hot breath on her neck, and the way the corner of her mouth crept up in a half smile. It was all she needed to get through the day.

She was just getting into her mental comfort, when the sudden sounds of a panic alarm shook her from her bed and sent her flying to the floor. Her feral instincts kicked in to high gear, as she talked into her com ring.

"Jess, its Shalimar what's going on?"

"Shal, were having problems in the basement!"

"What is it?"

"Two mutants, ugly ones. Come quick!"

With that, Shalimar was out the door in a flash. Great, just what she needed!


Emma was just sitting at her computer, blankly staring at the screen. She had thought she would be alright and be able to concentrate on her work; but after the little incident earlier, she just couldn't shake this overwhelming desolation.

As much as she tried to fight it, Emma wished that Shalimar would come bursting through that very door and take her right then and there. It was the same fantasy she had been having for almost two years. Nothing ever changed in the dream; the motions were always the same, the sex was slow and astonishing, and it was always enough to send a slight smile escaping from her lips.

She knew that she shouldn't give in to temptation, especially since it was Shalimar who didn't want her! But that still didn't mean that she didn't think about groveling at her feet for forgiveness. She was fully aware that she had mated with her at the club that night; and she was also familiar with the affects that mating had on people's minds and bodies. So in some way, she knew that Shal was probably going through the same thing as she was.

She tried to get her mind off of the unattainable, and back to the matter at hand. She had twenty new IDs to make and only tell 4:00 this afternoon in which to get it done. She though maybe a little music would help her get back on track; so with that, she hit the play button on her CD player and let herself get lost in the music.

"Why, do you always do this to me?
Why, couldn't you just see through me?
How come, you act like this
Like you just don't care at all

Do you expect me to believe I was the only one to fall?
I could feel I could feel you near me, even though you're far away
I could feel I could feel you baby, why

It's not supposed to feel this way
I need you, I need you
More and more each day
It's not supposed to hurt this way
I need you, I need you, I need you
Tell me, are you and me still together?
Tell me, do you think we could last forever?
Tell me, why

Hey, listen to what we're not saying
Let's play, a different game than what we're playing
Try, to look at me and really see my heart

Do you expect me to believe I'm gonna let us fall apart?
I could feel I could feel you near me, even when you're far away
I could feel I could feel you baby, why

It's not supposed to feel this way
I need you, I need you
More and more each day
It's not supposed to hurt this way
I need you, I need you, I need you
Tell me, are you and me still together?
Tell me, you think we could last forever?
Tell me, why

So go and think about whatever you need to think about
Go ahead and dream about whatever you need to dream about
And come back to me when you know just how you feel, you feel
I could feel I could feel you near me, even though you're far away
I could feel I could feel you baby, why

It's not supposed to hurt this way
I need you, I need you
More and more each day
It's not supposed to hurt this way
I need you, I need you, I need you
Tell me

It's not supposed to hurt this way
I need you, I need you
More and more each day
It's not supposed to hurt this way
I need you, I need you, I need you
Tell me, are you and me still together?
Tell me, do you think we could last forever?
Tell me, why"

"Okay, maybe not the best choice right now!"

She stood up to walk over to her collection, to try and find a more chipper selection, but was inadvertently interrupted by the panic alarm. She quickly stiffened at the thought of someone invading her space. She lifted her right hand, and began to speak.

"Bren, it's Emma; what's up?"

"We're under attack, two mutants, ugly ones down in the basement, come quick!"

Emma knew that if Brennan was in a state of panic, then it must be bad; so she hurried up and shut down the mainframe so that no one could get in or out of the Sanctuary and proceeded to the basement.

-Jessie & Brennan-

Jessie and Brennan sat impatiently down in the basement, hoping that this all worked out. They knew they would only have enough time to shove the girls in the room and lock it before one of them retaliated. It was going to have to be done skillfully and without error; or they were going to have to deal with a grumpy psionic and angry feral.

"Jesus, what is taking them so damn long? Better hope that this never happens for real, or we might actually end up getting killed waiting for them to get here!"

"Calm yourself bro, now do you remember what we talked about?"

"Yes daddy, I think I've got it!"

"Don't think Bren, either we get this right the first time or… I don't even want to think about what they will do to us!"

"Does the term ouch, mean anything to you?"

-Emma & Shalimar-

Emma and Shalimar arrived within seconds of one another. They almost knocked each other over just as they were heading around the corner.

"Where is everybody?"

"How the hell would I know, I just got here!"

"Well, figured your cat like sniff would pick up something!"

"Well, what about you keen intellect?"

"Never mind lets just concentrate on finding the guys!"

"I think that's the best suggestion you've had in a while."

"Jess, Bren, its Shal where are you guys?"

-Jessie & Brennan-

The boys almost feel off of the krait they were sitting on when they heard the terrified voices of their other team members. They gave each other one last reassuring nod, and put their plan into action.

"Help, were in here! Come quick!"

They could here the simultaneous foot steps of the women getting closer to where they were, and as soon as Emma and Shalimar approach the door; they moved to each side of the door way ready to attack.

-Emma & Shalimar-

The girls cautiously entered the room, shoulder to shoulder, and ready for action. They couldn't see the boys or any mutants for that matter; but they sure as hell felt the force of two men pushing them in the room. They both hit the ground, and looked up only in time to be able to see the faces of the boys.

"Were sorry ladies, but this is for your own good!"

Shal was the first to recover from the blow, and quickly jumped to her feet, ready to pounce.

"What the hell is the big idea boys, calling a false alarm like that? You scared us to death."

"Yeah guys, that wasn't cool!"

"Well, either is the way you two have been acting!"

"Jess, I am warning you, don't push me! I am so not in the mood for this; now let us out of hear, before you feel pain!"

"Sorry Shal, but Jess and I feel that you two need a little alone time; and the only way you are going to get yourselves out of this one, is by talking to each other."

The girls just looked at each other, and then began to bolt for the door; but it was too late. The boys had swiftly closed it behind them, locking them inside.

Emma raised her arms and roughly pounded on the door.

"Let us out, this isn't funny any more! You know I'm claustrophobic!"

"Sorry Em, but unless you and Shal work this thing out, you are going to be in there for a while. You'll find everything you need in there; food, water, we even put your personals in there ladies. Now I suggest you start verbalizing."

"You won't get away with this; Adam will kill you once he finds out you've locked us in here!"

"Actually Shalimar, I think it is one of the best ideas Jess has ever had!"

"Adam?! Do you mean that you knew about this and still went along with it?"

"Yes, I have tried everything to get you two to work this thing out. I am desperate. I don't know what is so bad between you two that you can't make this work; but I do know that when two people love each other, they shouldn't have to go through this. Now like Bren said before, unless you two start talking, you're never going to get out there. I have recruited some help to replace the both of you until you decided to come to your senses; so don't think we can't function without you, because we can. I have no time to deal with this petty dispute. Now either get over it or don't plan on staying here with Mutant X. I have no patience to deal with a psionic whose powers are on the fritz or a feral that can't function."

Shal knew that Adam was serious. He would never threaten to kick any of his family out unless there was really a problem.

She and Emma just looked at each other, and with that the boys said their goodbyes.

Chapter 10-Making Up is Hard to Do

For two hours, it was the same routine over and over again. Emma would just stand in front of the door, beating and pounding the crap out of it. She was praying to God that the force of her fists would send the door bursting into a million pieces.

"Help! Let us out of here! Somebody, any body?"

Shalimar couldn't help it; Emma just looked so cute when she was pissed. But at the same time, she was giving her a splitting headache with her constant racket.

"Em, give it up! Face it sweetie we're stuck in here."

Shalimar gave her this super sexy, your mine look; and Emma could feel the lump in the back of her throat blocking her ability to swallow. She hated being this close to Shalimar, especially when all she wanted to do was jump her.

"Well, we just can't sit here all day! I have like a bazillion things to do and all of them have a dead line. God, this really sucks!"

"Hey, you're not exactly my first choice for playing deserted island, but you get what you pay for."

Emma was clearly not amused. Typical Shalimar, always making jokes when things were serious.

"Why do you always do that?"

The confused feral didn't quite understand what she was talking about so she answered her question with a question.

"Do what?"

"Why do you always make stupid jokes at the wrong time? I mean, Shal please do you think you could possibly save the sarcasm for when we get out of here?"

"Okay, now your just being mean! Emma I don't want to fight with you. It is just going to make this whole experience even more unpleasant then it already is."

"Oh yeah, because I forgot that I am not good enough to hang around with the mighty Shalimar Fox. And let's not forget, that I am also not good enough to talk too…"

"Are you done pouting, or am I going to have to listen to this wallowing in self pity the entire time we are in here?"

"Excuse me?"

"I just want to know if I should get the headphone out now or later."

"You have some nerve, you know that? Were you just born brainless or did you take lessons?"

With that last remark Shalimar shot up and gave her a serious look, then answered her.

"I took lessons!"

Emma couldn't help but shake her head and giggle. Shalimar was adorable when she argued.

"Why are we doing this?"

"Why are we doing what?"

"Emma, why are we fighting? When did it get to the point that we couldn't stand to be around each other? I miss you!"

Emma couldn't believe what she had just heard, was Shalimar Fox actually admitting that she missed her?

"If I remember correctly, I was the one who didn't want to stop talking; it was you who didn't want to open up to me. You know, you really hurt me."

Shalimar witnessed Emma's expression go from strong to vulnerable. It was breaking her heart. She had never meant to hurt her.

"I wasn't expecting a miracle Shal; I just wanted you to talk to me, tell me how you felt. I didn't expect you to reciprocate or even share my feelings; I just wanted to know that you didn't hate me. That's all."

Emma was in tears now. This conversation was a little so real. She had practiced over and over again in her mind, and every time it reached this part in her head, she lost it. She never wanted to be invisible so badly before, then that very moment.

"Em, I could never hate you! Please, believe me. I was so scared. I didn't know what was going on. One minute you were kissing me; and I was for sure that I didn't want it. I had spent so much time lusting after Brennan that I didn't even consider the other options. Then, I almost lost you.

Did I ever tell you what that did to me? Em, the minute you stopped breathing, it felt like I stopped right along with you. I really love you, you are my best friend; and when we had sex that night, I wasn't sure if it was because I was trying to make for hurting you or whether it was because I wanted you. I was so confused. I had been having these thoughts; thoughts that not most people have about their best friends. It was like I was seeing you for the first time, not just as a friend but as a lover. Now tack that on to being in heat, and you have me royally screwing up yet again. I wanted so much to talk about it afterwards, but you have to understand that it's hard for me. I wasn't going to use you, but I wasn't sure that I wanted to continue."

Emma moved closer to Shalimar, never removing her eyes from her. She knelt down between her legs, using them for support; and lifted Shal's face so they were making eye contact.

"Shal, I don't want to pressure you into anything; but I do need to know if you are ever going to be able to care for me the way you I do for you. I don't care if the answer is no, I can live with that; but I can't live without my best friend."

Shalimar burst into tears; she knew that Emma was being honest; she wouldn't care either way if she chose to peruse a relationship with her. She wanted her, but she wasn't sure if it was because she was lonely or if it was because she loved her.

"Em, do you think you could possibly give me time to think about this. I just need to decide whether I can open myself up to you. Right now, I just need a friend. "

"I can live with that!"

Emma smiled and gave Shalimar a hug. She was lying when she said she didn't care; because she did. But for Shal's shake, she would put those feeling aside however long it took. All that mattered was that they were together. Even if it wasn't sexually, it was better than nothing.

The boys finally showed up around 6:30 in the morning; and were pleasantly surprised to find the two women snuggled up together. They had gotten a little worried because things had gotten so quite. They just smile at each other and left the door unlocked.

Slowly but surely, things were returning back to normal. Adam found a way to reverse the affects that the mating had on the girls' brains. It was a risky thing to do, but it needed to be done. Both girls felt a huge relief being released when the symptoms from their little slip was cured. They decided that for now, it would be best to just remain friends. They knew it wouldn't be an easy transition, but they both were willing to work on it.

Chapter 11-Right Back Where We Started

Several months had passed, and the Mutant X team was back and as strong as ever. Shal and Emma were practically inseparable. They did everything from sleep, to eat, to even sometime bathing together. It was all innocent play of course, because they had come to an agreement; under no circumstances were they to even thing about each other like that. It was a difficult agreement to keep, but as time passed by, they started to find other people they were interest in.

Emma had met another psionic with abilities similar to her own. Her name was Amanda, but she was allowed to call her Mandy. She was the same age as her and they shared almost everything in common. She was a new person to fixate all of her emotions on; but in the back of her mind she never forgot Shalimar.

Shal had her own crush to worry about. She and Brennan began to pick up slowly where they left off. After she reassured him that she and Emma were just good buddies, he begin to open up more. They were back to hand holding, sharing poetry, and even slept together in the same bed a couple of times. But Shalimar still couldn't deny that the chemistry with Emma was still there. She kind of felt guilty admitting it, but she was jealous of Mandy.

She seemed to make Emma happy in a way that Shal had convinced herself that she couldn't. It wasn't like she hated her, because she didn't. She was a sweet kid and if she didn't drool all over Emma like she did, she was sure that she wouldn't have this insatiable need to punch her. But she was the one that had told Emma she wasn't ready for a relationship so who was she to tell her who she could date.

It was only now that things begin to become uncomfortable. Emma and Mandy's displays of affection were seriously starting to get to Shalimar. She didn't like it when Emma stared at Mandy's body and not hers, she hated the fact that she would rather spend time with Mandy then with her; but the thing that really bothered her was the conversations they would have. Shalimar had know Emma for years and it took her that entire time to warm up to her; where as Mandy, had only know her for a couple of months and she could tell every story there was to know about Emma's life. It particularly irritated Shal when she found out that Mandy knew somethings that Emma didn't bother to share with her. Shalimar felt like a third wheel when she hung out with them, so she decided the simple solution would be to just stop all together. She would let the two young lovers have their space, even if it meant that she had to stay away.

Her idea worked well for a little while, but then Emma started to become suspicious. It seemed like every time she and Mandy would enter a room together, Shal would exit as quickly as they came in. She was beginning to think that Shal didn't like her much any more. So one day she decided to confront Shal as to why she was avoiding her.

Shal was in her usual spot, outside in the garden practicing her moves. She was graceful and agile; Emma loved to spy on her when she was doing this, because it reminded her how wonderful Shal's body truly was. She would never admit to anyone, but she felt honored that she was Shal's first female experience; in fact, she was her only female experience.

It didn't take Shal long to realize that someone was watching her; and as she went to confront her peeping tom, she was relieved and a little flattered when she saw it was Emma.

"Whatcha doing?" She said with a slight smirk.

"I'm watching you! You're so beautiful when you practice."

Shal blushed at the comment, but didn't let Emma know how moved she was.

"That doesn't give you the right to infringe on my privacy now does it?"

"Why must you tease me?"

"Simple, because I'm good at it!"


"Damn straight!"

Both girls were laughing now; and with that Emma did a quick drop kick, that sent Shal straight into the pond. Unfourtuanately for Emma, her first reaction was to grab onto something; and that something was Emma. They both were sent tumbling towards the water.

Shal was infuriated when she pulled herself out of the water and onto dry land.

"Why the hell did you do that? You know I hate water!"

"Calm down, I just felt that you deserved a little beating for teasing me."

"Oh, now you're mine!"

Emma took off in the opposite direction the minute she noticed Shalimar get that yellow glow in her eyes. She had almost made it to the court yard door, but Shal was just too fast for her. Shal wrapped her wet arms around Emma's exposed skin and picked her up. But Em wasn't about ready to give up without a fight; she grabbed the door frame with both hands, but because she was all wet, her grip wasn't strong enough to hold on. She made a gurrrr face and with that Shal spent her around and around until Emma told her she was going to throw up if she didn't put her down.

They both collapsed on top of each other in a fit of laughter. They hadn't had this much fun in a long time. As they both layed there starring at one another, Emma leaned over and kissed Shal on the forehead.

"What was that for?"

"I don't know, I guess I'm just glad that you don't hate me like I thought you did."

Shal looked confusingly at Emma; and then realized that all of that avoiding she was doing was hurting Em's feelings.

"Em, I don't hate you."

"Then why have you been avoiding me lately? It seems like every time I walk into a room, you quickly walk out of it. I wasn't sure if it was a hygiene issue or if it was just me."

Shalimar smiled and giggled at Emma's innocents. She was so cute with her lower lip sticking out in a sad face.

"I'm not leaving now, am I?"

"Not if I can help it!"

And with that, Emma reached over and grabbed Shalimar by her waist and pulled her closer to her. They were just starting to get comfy when a small voice called out to the court yard.

"Em, are you out here?"

Before they could even respond, Mandy was standing right in front of them. Her look was a cross between shocked and hurt. She had always known that Em and Shal were close; but when she heard the thoughts that each of them were thinking register in her mind, she knew that it was more then a friendship.

"Hey, what's up?" Emma said nervously.

"Nothing much, what are you up too?"

Shal could sense that Mandy was a tad jealous; and she couldn't help but be smug at the thought of rubbing it in her face. Instead of letting go of Emma, like she knew she should have, she simply resumed her snuggling. It was about time she showed junior who was more important.

"Well, I can see you two are busy so I'll just let you get back to whatever it was you were doing; if you'll excuse me."

Emma felt terrible. She pulled herself away from Shalimar and ran after Mandy. She had screwed up, big time.

"Mandy, hey Mandy wait!"

Amanda stopped dead in her tracks and swiftly turned to face Emma. She was fully aware that Emma had no idea what to say to her. Mandy was fully aware of how much she liked Shalimar, and she couldn't deny that she still cared.

"Emma, I can't do this!"

"Do what?"

"Oh, please don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about! Don't play stupid Em, it's beneath you!"

"Shal and I were just being silly, it wasn't what you thought"

"Actually, I wasn't the one who was doing the thinking back there. You know Emma, for someone who is so smart; you can sure be dumb sometimes. "

"Mandy you are over reacting. I…"

"You are blind! That woman in there, the one you claim to only be friends with is crazy about you! She was thinking the exact same thing about you as you were about her. She wants you Em, just as much as you want her. Now I know that I am not the most observant person, but if you can't at least admit that you are no where near being over her, then you don't deserve any of my time. I like you Emma and I know that you like me too; but you will never care for me as much as you do for Shalimar. And I think you know that as well as I do!"

Emma couldn't deny it. She was still head over heels for Shal, but they had both agreed that it wasn't going to happen.

"Em, I can read what you are thinking; and I know you think that you can continue to be just friends, but it's not going to work. She wants you as much as you want her. I can sense it. She was threatened by me out there. Let's face it, she has marked you as her territory; and that will never change. Now if you'll excuse me, I really do have some work to do."

Emma spent that rest of the day mopping around confused and frustrated. She felt like she was right back where she started seven months ago. She wanted Shalimar and Shalimar wanted her; but neither one of them had enough guts to admit it.

"I have a headache."

Chapter 12-Be Honest

Shalimar just laid there in a daze. What was she doing? She was treating Emma like she was her favorite stuffed animal. She would just lug her around by the ears; until she was positive that everyone knew she was hers. But the fact of the matter was, that Emma didn't belong to her at all. She was her friend, a friend that had managed to move on with her life. So why couldn't she do the same?

It was a question that seemed quite simple when you asked it; but when you took the time to break it down, the actual answer was as complex as they came. It had so many twists and turns that Shalimar herself, couldn't figure out where it started and where it would eventually end. All she knew was that she was truly crazy about someone that didn't know she was alive anymore.

Sure she knew that at one point, Emma had thought of her as more than a friend; but lately, she had noticed Emma focus a majority of her attention on getting to know Mandy. Why that bothered Shal, she wasn't sure. After all, wasn't that what she wanted all along; for Emma and her to go back to the way things were, before that crazy night?

"It's official, you've gone completely mental Fox!"

She swiftly brought herself to her feet, and just as she was about to enter the kitchen, just whom should she run into, but the devil himself.

"Why Miss Fox, aren't we looking radiant this morning!"

He handed her a bouquet of freshly cut lilies as he said it; and went to plant a kiss on her cheek. Shalimar was quicker then he, and ducked before he could even bat an eye.

"Morning Bren, thanks for the flowers."

"You're welcome, but where's my kiss?"

Shalimar flashed him a pair of not so in the mood yellow glowing eyes, and he backed off immediately.

"Well, I guess somebody woke up on the wrong side of the kitty litter this morning. Why such a feisty feline this morning, Shal? Didn't you sleep well?"

He threw her a cocky smirk and raised both eyes brows simultaneous with his comment. He knew very well how she had slept last night; seeing as how he had fallen asleep on the couch with her in common room watching "My Big Fat Greek Wedding."

She had to give him credit; Bren must have been crazy about her, because no man in their right mind would watch a girly flick unless they were smitten. It flattered her to think that for once, Bren was the one doing all the chasing; but at the same time, it was wrong. She knew better then to lead him on like that. She wasn't anywhere near being over Emma; and for her to just string him along like that was just plain wrong. She had to be honest with him; even if it meant that he wouldn't be speaking to her for a while.

"Bren sit down, we need to talk about something."

Brennan was confused. From the look on Shalimar's face, he knew it was going to be a not so pleasant conversation. He sat back in his chair, trying to search the back of his mind for possible things that could have gone wrong to make Shal reconsider things.

"Shal is everything alright, I've been noticing you've been acting a little funny this past couple of days?"

Shal saw the look of concern that swept over his face; and for a slight moment, she reconsidered telling Bren, just so she wouldn't break his heart. Then she somehow, reached down inside of her and managed to pull out the words she had been so hesitant to say.

"Bren I don't think I can do this anymore."

She closed her eyes the minute she finished the last word of her sentence. She was frightened as to what his reaction would be. She wasn't sure she could take the pain and rejection that might accompany her bad news.

After a few seconds she noticed that he wasn't saying anything to her; so she decided that she'd better open them and face the firing squad.

She was shocked when she saw him calmly sitting back in his chair and smiling at her. He had a twinkle in his eye that she hadn't seen in a while. Now that she thought of it, it was the same twinkle he had in his eye every time he would leave her and Emma alone a couple of months ago to patch things up.

"Alright Bren what's with the look?"

He burst into laughter and leaned forward to answer her question.

"Shal, I wasn't born yesterday."

"So you already knew?"

"Yes! I also know, that you are never going to be over Emma. Shal I see the way you get when you're around her; you are a completely different person. She brings out the best in you Shal; but most importantly, she makes you happy.

I guess, deep down in my heart I have always known that you and Emma have had a thing for each other. Why did you think I never acted on my feeling for you? The day Emma confided in me that she thought she had a crush on you I decided to back off and leave the decision up to you. I knew that in time all would reveal itself, and it did. Unfortunately, I wasn't the winner, but someone I love and admire was.

Now, if you ask me, and I know you would eventually, I think you she go into the lab and sweep her off her little psionic feet! Just be honest with her, that and you is all she wants."

She felt a wave of relief hit her and she knew that Bren was right. She was never going to ever completely get over Emma; no matter how hard she tried. She grabbed Bren, giving him a big bear hug and kissed him on the cheek; then headed for the lab. If she hurried maybe she could talk Emma into taking her back.

Chapter 13-Fantasy Come True

She had originally planned on going straight from the kitchen to the lab; but when she got half way down the hall, she realized she was still soaking wet from this morning. Skeptic at first, not wanting to miss her opportunity to be alone with Emma; she hesitated at the chance to primp before making her move.

But after almost knocking Adam out cold, she received the joyous news, that her crush would be in the lab all day working. It took Shalimar no less then 20 minutes to grab a quick shower, get dressed, and make herself irresistibly gorgeous.

She poked her head into the common room, where she found the boys lounging, and warned them to stay away from the lab. To make her demand even more intimidating, she flashed them a pair of yellow eyes to seal the deal. The boys simply nodded their heads and returned to their conversation. Brennan on the other hand, gave her an ear to ear smile as, and then winked. The other two weren't quite sure what was going on; but they were more than positive, that they didn't want to know!

Shal wasn't the most romantic of them all, but with the help a few tricks she had learned back in her dating days; she prepared two sandwiches and two Cokes and was on her way. She was certain she had never been so nervous in her life, just walking to a room. But she was quickly thrown back in time to that night that she had told Emma that she didn't want her. She smiled at the reminder of how everything made her feel; she also shook her head at remembering how stupid she had been that night. But all of that was about to be tossed out the window, because this time she planned on not leaving empty handed.

An unsuspecting Emma sat in the computer lab, frantically trying to finish her work, unaware that today was going to be the day all her fantasies came true.

She was so involved in her work, that she didn't even notice a sneaky Shalimar come up behind and put her hands on her eyes.

She jumped at the sudden contact, but eased up a bit when she heard a familiar voice.

"Guess who?" Shal said in an overly enthusiastic tone.

"Hmmm, let see here, doesn't sound like a guy, so I am going to have to guess Cindy Crawford?"

Shal removed her hand from Emma's face just long enough to slap her on the shoulder, then put it back and demanded that she try again.

Emma laughed hysterically at herself; and then went to turn her chair around to face her friend. She was stopped dead in her tracks, by a forceful feral who insisted she take another guess.

"Try again!"

"Well if it's that important to you; then I am going to have to say Shalimar."

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"Well, what do I win Johnny?"


Before she even had time to think about what she'd said, Shal shook head from side to side, mentally kicking herself for just blurting that last part out.

Emma on the other hand, was caught somewhere between shocked and pleased. Had she just heard what she thought she just heard? Was Shalimar flirting with her? Never the less, she decided to play along, just for fun!

"Well then, can I collect my prize now, or will I have to wait until after the show?"

"Most of the time, we make you wait; but since your special, I think we can give you a little preview of what's to come."

With that Shalimar leaned inwards, slightly brushing Emma's caught of guard lips with hers. It was a bold move, but since when had this feral ever been shy.

Apparently that wasn't what Emma had expected her to do, because she just sat there blankly staring at Shalimar. She couldn't decide whether she wanted to faint and then kiss her again, or kiss her again and then faint. Why were life choices always this difficult?

Shal could tell Emma was racking her brain, trying to fit the pieces together. When she noticed that she was having a less than successful time; she decided to help her once again, and gave her another kiss.

It was only supposed to be a hint, but apparently Emma wanted more. They both started out slowly, just taking time to let their mouths do some exploration. It felt like so long since either one of them had shared space like this, that they were anxious to bypass the minor details.

Shalimar pulled Emma up out of her chair and into to her waiting embrace. She didn't want to waste anytime. She intensified her kissing and before they both knew it, they had bumped up against something hard.

Emma opened her eyes only for a second; and when she saw the large object they had run into was in fact the desk, she perked up with excitement. She had always envisioned things would happen just like this. Her fantasies were always erotic and quite detailed. She could remember everything crystal clear in her head; all she needed to do was get those images to Shal.

She again closed her eyes tightly, and began to project all of her mental energy onto Shalimar's thoughts. When she reached the inside of her mind, she was shocked to discover that Shal herself, had ideas of her own. She too, had similar fantasies about taking Emma in the lab. So Emma changed her mind at the last minute; deciding that it would be a whole hell of a lot more romantic if she just let Shal run the show!

It only took a moment later, to realize that she had made the right decision.

Shal lifted her up with her feral strength onto the table and began to rub her hands all over Emma's body. She was pleased to discover that the psionic hadn't worn a bra under her shirt. She slipped her warm hands under Emma's shirt, massaging her erect breasts.

Silky to the touch, she wasted no time taking the sensitive mound in her mouth, sucking ever so delicately. She was rewarded with soft moans escaping her lover's mouth; and then began to mover her trail of kisses up Emma's neck.

Emma had wanted this for so long, but she was nervous. Shalimar seemed to know what she was doing, and here she was worried that she wouldn't be able to make this experience as memorable as the first. Her thoughts conflicted with each other inside her head; and before she knew it, Shal's activities came to a halt.

Emma gathered her thoughts, and swiftly returned back to Shal's attention.

"Emma sweetie, what's wrong? If you're uncomfortable, we can stop. I don't want to rush you into anything."

Emma raised her hand and cupped Shal's cheek. She hadn't expected the feral to sense the discomfort in her mind; but she was glad she had.

"I'm just nervous. I don't want to…well…um…disappoint you that's all. I mean, the first time that we did this, I was half drunk and in control; and now I have lost all the power and I wander if I will be any good without it."

Shal knew exactly how Emma was feeling. She was experiencing the same anxiety. She had never made love to another woman, and from what she remembered; Emma was quite talented at it. She was worried that she wouldn't be able to match Em's skills with her own.

"Em, I am scared too. I only hope that I can be one fifth as great as you were that night. I have wanted to make you feel the pleasure I felt that night for a long time. I wanted to show you what you did to me and how much I enjoyed it. I know if we work together, we can make this a night we both will never forget. Just put your trust in me Em; I won't let you down."

Shal's profession of love was all that Emma needed to realize that this wasn't about who was better; it was about love!

She pulled Shalimar's head down to meet hers in a loving kiss; and then using a move that Shal herself had taught, she reversed their positions. Emma abruptly broke their kiss and raised her head to meet Shal's eyes. She took a moment to look over the feral and all her beauty. She could tell that she wanted her just as much as she did, and that alone was what made it all so perfect.

Shal blushed when she realized Emma was starring. She raised her hand and tucked a strand of misplaced hair behind her ear; and was rewarded by a tender smile.

She pushed her body up underneath Emma's and made it so she was sitting up. She slowly reached for the bottom of Em's shirt and tugged it up over her head. Pleased once again at the sight before her, she pulled Emma's body closer to her; engulfing her in a hug. As she felt the gap between their bodies close, she ran her fingers through her hair, she pulled her head back and laid out a journey of kisses down her neck and shoulders.

Emma's body grew flush with each brief contact of wetness; and before she knew it, she was releasing Shal from the confines of her own clothing. By the time Shal's shirt hit the floor; Emma was already kissing her shoulders and running her fingers down her back.

Shal's eyes lit up with passion, and before she knew it, she was lifting Emma up off the desk and taking her up against the wall. She situated Em's body comfortably and then moved her trail of kisses down her lower torso. When she reached her belly button, she draped her tongue lightly over her piercing and then took it between her teeth.

Emma rewarded the other woman by letting out a soft cry for more. So Shal responded to the request and sucked harder on her naval. All the while she was doing this, she was skillfully loosening Emma's jeans.

When she was finally victorious, she again pushed Emma's body hard against the wall, and lifted her left leg over her right shoulder. With one swift maneuver of her tongue, Shal was quickly inside Emma; flickering her tongue gently up and down taking in the sweet taste.

The feeling was almost too much for Emma so she put all of her weight on the feral, in hopes she wouldn't give out before she was done. As Shal's tongue moved faster and faster massaging her clit, she tilted her head back in excitement. She took a clump of Shal's hair in her hand and pulled her head closer to her body; wanting her to be deeper inside of her. Shal took Emma's hand in hers, and decided that she shouldn't tease any longer.

She increased the rhythm of her motions and Emma met her challenge by moving her hips in perfect motion with her tongue. Shal could tell Em was coming hard and fast; so before she sent her over the edge, she pulled out of her quickly, replacing her tongue with two fingers.

She again moved her trail of kisses up Emma's body, right back to her face. Shal had always dreamed about watching Emma cum, it was the one thing she had pictured over and over in her mind. So before she sent her over the edge, all she wanted was for her to open her eyes.

"Em baby, please…open your eyes. I …need to see you …oh God …I need to see you cum….Emma!"

Emma was so caught up in the pleasure; she almost missed what Shal was saying to her. But at the last second she regained all of her focus just long enough to make Shal's dreams come true. She shot her eyes open suddenly, pulling Shal's face close to her and whispering in her ear.

"See what…you…do…to…me?" Was all she managed to get out, before an intense orgasm washed over her. The pair collapsed against the wall, once more resting all their weight on the structure. Shal was smiling, while Emma was trying to regain the use of her legs; but in all this time they never left each other's side.

Shal finally worked up enough strength to carry Emma over to the medical table; where they stayed, blissfully fading to sleep, wrapped in each others arms.

~The End For Now!~

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