A lot of half-baked plans went through her pretty little head but she knew they were all doomed to failure. Right about then, her silly step-brother M...ark made an appearance asking if she had any extra toothpaste he could borrow. She hated sharing her personal items but the sight of his wide shoulders and narrow waist gave her an idea about how to solve her problem. Of course, the annoying Mark was ambiguous about sex and gender but that didn't bother her much since she was willing to give a boy. I shook my head."I don't think so," I said.Jane looked up sharply."You cannot prepare an adequate defense in six months," she said."I think I can," I said. "I'll discuss it with my client but I suspect he will want to get this before a jury as quickly as possible. After all, he is the one sitting in jail without bond."Jane sat and stared at me."I would urge you to reconsider," she said."I will consider it if that is what my client wants," I said. "I'll talk to Mr. Huntley and my Keenan counsel.. For the first time that touch made her aware of the pure evil contained in the soul of a mutant. Then she knew, she knew for sure, these were her enemies; she could never return to their ranks.She had to find Geraint. Silently she bonded with her offspring once again. She could feel Geraint; feel the very essence of Ger'natha. He was close, but why was his essence so weak? Fear gripped her heart; her offspring's pulse beat in her head. Ger'natha was dying! She dared not move, but staying hidden. My search took about and hour, I basically googled happy ending a bunch of times called up a number and decided from the sketchy answer and vague answer to my inquiry that I had found the right place.Turns out my instinct was right. I was greeted outside the surprising small"parlor" it was basically a small studio/office space (around 350 sq/ft was my best guess) and looked over suspiciously by an middle aged slender asian women. She then invited me into the somewhat cramped parlor which was.