At the mansion's hanger:
"Storm, you and Rogue go let the others know about the cajun. Kurt, go find Hank and get him in one of his medical rooms so he can check the cajuns leg." Logan ordered as they walked out of the Black Bird "I'm gonna have a little talk with our thieving cajun." Storm nodded, "Of course, we will see you both upstairs." She had put emphasis on the word 'both' and gave a warning glance to the Wolverine. Kurt merely mumbled a "Fine." and had popped out of the room in search of Dr. Hank McCoy.
Rogue followed after Storm but Logan called for her to wait, "When I'm done here, you and I need to talk." "Yeah, sure thing Logan."
After she had gone, Wolverine grabbed Gambit by the collar, suspended him in the air and suspending his claws towards his throat. "Listen here bub, I don't care what information you got on Kelly or Magneto. Heck, I don't even care whether or not Sinister does get his hands on yeah, if you so much as drop a card out of line I'll hand you over myself, in pieces." Growling one last time, Logan drops Gambit to the ground. "Now, come on! I'll take you to the med lab then have someone come and show you around." Gambit shook his head as Logan turned, "Non, I can handle myself." "Doesn't matter, you're still going to see Hank." He stated, making the Cajun follow after him. As an after-thought, he added, "I don't need two of the x-men, possibly three, on me 'cuz I let you walk free with a gun wound to the leg. Especially when one of them was there when ya got it." The two men leave the hanger and Wolverine leads the way down a few hallways before coming up to the med bay where Hank was already waiting.
"So, this is our new guest. It's nice to meet you Gambit, I am Doctor Hank McCoy, but most know me as Beast." Beast held out a hand to Gambit, who took it and merely nodded his head in greeting. Beast moved his attention to Wolverine, who was leaning dangerously against the door. "I do believe you can leave now, Logan." he said.
Wolverine merely huffed, "Fine, but I'll be sending someone down to show him a room after you're done, probably Jean." With one more warning glare to Gambit, Wolverine leaves the med bay.
"So," Hank starts after a moment, "You can have a seat on either the bed or the chair and I will have a quick look at that leg." Gambit chose the chair. "I've had worse, already patched it up too. I'll just need to change the bandages later." Gambit explained. "If it's all the same to you, I'd still like a look just in case." Hank insisted. Nodding briefly, Gambit lifted up his pant leg to just above the gun wound placed by Domino. Hank unravelled the nicely placed bandage and peered cautiously at the wound; making sure not to poke it or anything. It definitely needed stitches, but just a few for the wound wasn't too deep or ride. It's obvious it was only meant to wound him momentarily considering it grazed the side of his leg instead of being aimed towards anything more fatal. "If you wish to do the stitches yourself, you are more than welcome to as long as I may take a look at the job you've done once you've finished." Hank stated as he neatly, but tightly, wrapped the bandage back around Gambits leg. "Sure thing, Beast." Gambit replied as he rolled his pant leg back down and stood.
Jean then appeared at the doorway, "Hello Gambit, I'm Jean. Wolverine sent me, I'm here to show you around a bit." Gambit smirked, "Didn't think he would send Gambit such a pretty petite," Gambit walked over, picked up Jean's hand, and planted a kiss on the back of it. "A pleasure." Jean smirked and took her hand back, "Well then," she said "Follow me." Gambit did just that. Jean leads them to an elevator up to the main floor. Up there they are met with the sight of Storm, Wolverine, and Cyclops.
"Jean," says Wolverine, "Where's Rogue?" Jean closes her eyes for a moment, "She's outside, by the cliffs edge." She replies, Wolverine merely nods and walks out the door. Jean then proceeds with introductions, "You've already met Storm, and this here is Cyclops." Cyclops, aka Scott Summers, only nods. Jean then leads Gambit up the stairs towards the male side of the mansion to his room. "You'll be getting your own room, seeing as we don't have many students here just yet." Jean explains as she opens a doorway on the left of the long hallway, leading the way inside. "Do you have a place where you're currently keeping your stuff?" she asks. Gambit nods, "Yeah, a place not too far from here." Jean nods, "You're welcome to leave to gab it at any time, no matter what Logan says you're not a prisoner here. If you'd like myself or one of the others can drive you after supper. It should be ready in about an hour and your welcome to join us, if not you can always come down later." Jean finishes with a smile. Gambit smiles in return, "Thanks petite, maybe later." Jean nods and makes an excuse to leave.
Left alone, Gambit moves to the window where he's got a good view of the ocean, and the cliff just before that. He sees a figure, female, standing there, looking out at the waters. Another figure, this time male, is making his way towards her but stops a few feet away from her. Remembering what Jean had told Wolverine earlier, he concludes that it must be Wolverine himself and Rogue, the girl from the bar. He hadn't expected her to have a southern accent, nor did he expect her to help him or for her to be a mutant. He remembers how she had left Vertigo unconscious, as well as taking her powers for herself, and doing the same with Quicksilver. He quickly goes over what he knows about the x-men, when her name pops up with realization. She joined the x-men when she was fifteen, almost sixteen, her powers are to absorb a person's life force and memories; if the persons a mutant then their powers as well. Well that definitely explains why she's covered from head to toe. Gambit turns his attention back to the duo outside, both still haven't moved from the positions from the last time he glanced out towards them.
Outside:
Wolverine has been standing behind Rogue for just over five minutes, and his patience was wearing thin. "Rogue," he starts, but she cuts him off. "I told you everything I know on the ride here, Logan." she says, still keeping her back to him. Logan lets out a sigh, "You still should've called when Sinister's Lackey's showed up. What were ya thinking, Rogue?" Rogue snorted, "Ah was thinking Ah needed some time off, and Ah wasn't just gonna let Sinister's Lackey's get a hold of him!" she argued. "You put yourself in danger, you turned your communicator off, and you didn't tell anyone where you were going. How can you expect to be a part of this team if you don't at least try to communicate with your team mates? At least try to act like you're on a team." He growled back. She turns around to face him, eyes blazing with anger. "Lahke your one to talk! Ya are always leaving the first chance ya get, ya rarely have your communicator with ya and ya only communicate with the ones around you, the ones that still consider you family, if you're giving orders! So, before ya lecture me about my attitude towards this team try taking a look at yourself for a change!" Rogue storms past him, not bothering to hear another word coming from him as she sprints towards the mansion.
Here's Chapter two! This is my first fanfiction story, and thanks to Dusk Mind for reviewing my story! Sorry it took so long to update the next chapter, but don't worry I won't bore you guys with any of my (very true) excuses. Until next time! :)