*This is a new version of Home; it is not the first story that was originally put on here. I do not own the characters written in this story. If I did however, lots of things would be different in the x-men, regarding Rogue and Gambit.
It's amazing how after years of her being dead she smells the same. That was the first thought that came to my head, after seeing her for the first time. Her smell was home, southern summers with magnolia trees in bloom, sipping sweet tea by the river that was the very smell I missed.
"Mama?"
She looked startled to see me. I know the feeling. Her mouth opened and closed like there were words she was trying to say but couldn't think of them. Her brow released its tension once she found her words, which weren't much.
"Oli."
Every moment I had with her came rushing back to me in that moment. Her soft, yet husky voice, like honey, made everything happening more real.
I think I actually croaked.
"How?"
The tears were stinging my eyes, threatening to fall free at any moment. Mutants may exist, we live in a unnatural world, but the fact that my dead mother was alive, was not real.
"Miracles happen Oli, I told you to never stop believing in them."
At that moment, I didn't care how she magically appeared after being dead several years. She was alive and to me that meant so much more.
*Short chapter I know, I'm sorry. I just had to leave it like that, there is more to come anyway.