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"I can't believe you two! I leave you guys alone for two hours and this is what happens?" shouted a very angry and murderous Marie as she started to pace back and forth in her room.

"I'm sorry," said John between laughter, "I couldn't help myself. You should've seen the look on all their faces!"

"Oh, so you think it's funny to knock somebody unconscious?"

"That's not what I mean and you know it." he said in a more serious tone.

"And what about you Peter?" she said facing the other guy who was sitting on a chair.

"What," he said, "I did it for the same reason that John did it."

"Ugh."

She started to pace again and looked at her bed where the guy that bumped into her earlier that night slept peacefully. John started to play with his lighter, flickering it on and off which seemed to annoy the hell out of Marie. She snatched the lighter away from him and threw it out the window.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" shouted John.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me, do you really not know what's wrong with me?"

John and Peter looked at each other and then back at her.

"No." they said in together.

"Ugh!" she shouted making fist at her sides, "You guys know how I feel about what you did to the poor guy. I-mean look at him! You guys knocked him unconscious right after you scared the shit out of him!"

"We wouldn't have done that if he didn't bump into you." said Peter.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh you know what we mean," said John as he circled her, "You know very well what fucking happens every time a stranger comes around here, every time you see someone that isn't us." He stood in front of her and looked deep into her eyes. "You always warm up to them, trying to find reasons why they should be trusted. Every time you feel that they could be trusted, you go on and tell them everything about us. And since none of the bastards you have met never could resist a pretty face they agree to stick around. But once they actually realize that you were telling the truth they either run away or they end up killing themselves just like the last guy that was here and the guy before that! Is that what you want again?"

"John listen,"

"NO, you listen, I'm not gonna sit around here and just watch you get our fucking hopes up only for them to be crushed again and again!"

"Then what do we do? Wait for him to wake up?"

"No, we'll go in the direction the others went and we'll drop him off the side of the road."

There was a stirring sound coming from the bed. The three turned their heads towards the boy who began to show signs of life.

"Too late, he's waking up." said Peter the three just stayed there dumbfounded.

He's dead, or at least he thought he was dead. His head felt like it was shattered into a million pieces as he tried to recollect the events of the day. He remembered getting stuck in the middle of no where, Ororo and Scott arguing, finding the mansion and running away, getting scared as he saw the man with fire coming out of his mouth, running and bumping into the girl from the portrait and then blank. He slowly opened his eyes and sat up. He turned his head and saw the girl from the portrait along with two other guys his age.

The girl slowly smiled to him and walked up to him.

"Hi." she said.

"Hi."

"I'm Marie D'Ancanto, and that's John and Peter." The guys just nodded their heads. "What's your name?"

"I'm Bobby Drake."

"Well Bobby Drake, welcome. Listen, I'm sorry about what happened."

"Oh," Bobby looked around the room and raised an eyebrow, "what exactly happened?"

"Well, um, my um," Marie looked at John and Peter hoping that they could come up with something better than what she was about to say, "brothers, yes my brothers saw you and your friends knock on our house and thought it would be funny if they give you a scare. You guys took off running and somehow you bumped into me." she offered him a small smile hoping that he would believe her.

"I remember that, but I don't remember how I got knocked out."

"Oh, that," she said as her smile faded, "you fell and I asked you if you were ok, and then-,"

"Ice," interrupted Peter, "Ice fell from the tree you were under and hit you in the head."

"Ice?" asked Bobby with a confused look on his face.

"Yea," said John motioning with his hands, "Ice, a big, big chunk of ice."

"Oh," said Bobby questioning if he should believe them or not. He shrugged it off and asked, "How long have I been out?"

"About 30 minutes." said Marie.

"Oh, crap." Bobby muttered to himself, "They're gonna kill me."

"Who?" asked Marie.

"The people I was with, They're gonna kill me for wandering off."

Suddenly they heard a doorbell ring. Marie, John, and Peter ran to the window and stuck their heads out to see who it was.

"Looks like your friends are back." said John as he stuck his head back in the room.

"I'll go tell them what happened." said Peter heading towards the door.

"I'll go with you." said John following behind.

"No, I'll go. You guys stay here. I'll be back." said Marie just as they were going to open the door.

Before she walked out the door, she turned towards her "brothers" and whispered "Don't do anything stupid." Then she walked out the room.

Marie was at the head of the stairs when she heard voices coming from the living room.

"Shit." she muttered under her breath. She quickly straightened out her shirt and walked down the stairs. She saw Bobby's friends sitting on the couch in the living room.

They all looked up at her just as she entered the room.

"Marie, how lovely of you join us." she heard Mr. Lensherr say to her as he sat in a chair smoking his pipe.

For a moment, Marie just stood there trying to think of what to do.

"Well don't just stand there, introduce yourself, they are our guests."

Marie turned towards their guests.

"Hello, I'm Marie." she said. They each said their names as she went to shake their hands.

"Kitty."

"Jubilee."

"Warren."

"Ororo Munroe."

"Scott Summers."

"Ms. Munroe was telling me that their car got stuck on the road about a mile or two west of here. While she and Mr. Summers were trying to figure out what to do, their students wandered off and came upon our house." said Mr. Lensherr.

"Oh." Marie said as she was trying to come up with a reasonable excuse.

"However her students say that no body was home and they thought the house was haunted. Now I wonder whatever gave them that idea, don't you?"

"Y-Y-Yes."

"Anyways, they said that they ran out of here and while these three ran, it seemed that one of them was left behind. Now, I was not here when all of this happened, so I was wondering if you knew anything about it."

"W-Why, yes of course," she said turning towards Ororo and Scott, "You see, my brothers, John and Peter, were the only ones in the house at the time and I guess they just wanted to have a bit of fun. You know how teenage boys can be."

"Your brothers?" asked Mr. Lensherr with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes grandfather my brothers, you do remember them right?" she said turning to her "grandfather" giving him a 'just go along with it' look. Mr. Lensherr nodded his head as she continued.

"As I was saying," she continued turning back towards Ororo and Scott, "while your students were running out, it seemed that Bobby slipped on some snow and started to stumble down the hill. He got up and started to run again. I guess he wasn't looking were he was going and bumped into me. He fell back and sat up. I asked him if he was ok and the next thing you know a big chunk of ice fell from the tree he was under and hit him on the head. He was knocked out. I didn't just want to leave them there so I got my brothers, gave them a good yelling and brought him in the house."

"May I acquire as to where Bobby is now?" asked Mr. Lensherr.

"He's upstairs in my room, sleeping."

"Is it alright with you if I go see him?" Ororo asked Mr. Lensherr.

"Why of course," he turned towards Marie, "Marie child please take Ms. Munroe up to your room to see our patient."

Marie nodded her head and lead Ororo upstairs.
"So," said Bobby trying to break the awkward silence in the room, "Who's the oldest?"

"Oldest?" asked Peter sitting down on Marie's desk.

"Yea, you guys are brothers and Marie's your sister right?"

"Yea, yea," said John, "Peter and I, we're um, twins."

"Right," said Peter, "twins."

"So Marie's younger?" asked Bobby timidly.

"Yea, by a year." said Peter.

"I don't get it," said Bobby looking at John and Peter, "you guys don't look alike."

"That's because we're fraternal twins. Haven't you ever heard of those?" asked John.

"Right," said Bobby nodding his head, "fraternal."

The room grew quiet again. Bobby tried to avoid the eyes of John and Peter. He hated awkward silences. He gave a sigh of relief when he saw Marie enter the room followed by Ms. Munroe.

"Bobby!" said Ms. Munroe, "how are you feeling?"

"Ok I guess." said Bobby.

"We'll just leave you two alone." said Marie as she walked out the room with John and Peter following behind her.

Once they left the room, the soft look in Ms. Munroe's eyes hardened. Bobby's eyes widened, as she stood in front of him.

"Bobby Drake, you are in big trouble." said Ororo through clenched teeth.

"Ms. Munroe, I could explain."

"No, I've already heard enough out of the others. Once we get back to the school you and your friends will have detention for two weeks and say good bye to your weekends because you will also help with the cleaning of the school for four weeks."

"But-,"

"SIX weeks. Do you want to try for eight?"

"No."

"Good, now Mr. Summers is waiting downstairs with the rest."

Bobby got up from the bed and followed Ororo out the door. They walked downstairs where every one else was.

"Well, Mr. Summers, Ms. Munroe, I wish you the best in your journey." said Mr. Lensherr leading them towards the door.

Bobby turned towards Marie. "Thanks for helping me out." he said.

"No problem." she gave him a small smile, "That's an interesting emblem you have on your jacket." she said pointing to his jacket.

"Oh this?" he said pointing to the emblem of what looked like a white eagle killing flying over a glacier, "Its nothing." he said giving her a small smile.

"I hope we can get that tire fixed. You wouldn't happen to have a spare here would you?" asked Scott.

"No, I'm sorry."

"I guess we're camping out." said Warren.

"Wait," said Marie, "It's freezing outside especially at night. Why don't you just stay here, with us?"

They all turned to look at her.

"Marie darling," said Mr. Lensherr, "What about the rest of the people who live here? I'm sure they wouldn't-,"

"MIND if they stay here. Think about it, even if they don't freeze to death it takes three days the least to get to the next rest-stop walking" interrupted Marie.

"Yes, will you all excuse Marie and myself for a moment?" asked Mr. Lensherr.

Ororo and Scott nodded their heads.

Mr. Lensherr grabbed Marie by the arm and pulled her into another room and closed the door.

"Marie, what the hell do you think you're doing?" he whispered.

"I'm just trying to help."

"Who, us or them?"

"Us."

"Great!" he said through clenched teeth as his hold on Marie tightened.

"Let go of me." she said trying to escape from his grasp.

"What makes you think you could do whatever you want?"

"Erik you're not my father"

"No, apparently I'm your grandfather."

"Look, will you just trust me? I know I've been wrong in the past but this time I know I'm right. Please?"

"No. I will not let you mess things up again." he said as he started to walk towards the door.

"You haven't seen his emblem have you?" she said just as he opened the door.

He turned to look at her. He stuck his head out and looked towards where Bobby was standing. His eyes widened when he saw what was on his jacket. He looked back at her.

"I told you." she said smiling.

"I'll alert the others" he said as he walked out the room and turned in the opposite direction of where the guests were standing. Marie walked out the room with her head held high and joined the others.

"Well," asked John, "What did grandpa say?"

"It's settled." she said. She turned towards Ororo and Scott, "Kitty and Jubilee can sleep in my room, Warren and Bobby can sleep in Johns room, and Ms. Munroe and Mr. Summers can sleep in Peters room."

"Where will we sleep?" asked Peter.

"Don't worry about it." She turned back towards Ororo and Scott. "My brothers will help you gather your belongings while I go and prepare your rooms."

"No," said Ororo, "We can't stay. We wouldn't want to be a burden to you all."

"Don't worry, my grandpa said it was fine. He was just worried about what my cousins would say, they'll be fine."

The teens all looked at Ororo with the hope that could avoid sleeping in the freezing night.

"Fine," she said, "I'm sure we could stay at least one night."

Everyone was relieved except of course John and Peter. They turned towards Marie who in return gave them a warning glare.

"Well," John said running his hand through his hair, "I guess we'll help you guys get settled in."

"No its fine," said Scott, "I'll consider this as their first form of punishment." he motioned towards his four students that could do nothing but look at the ground.

Once John, Peter, and Marie were alone, Peter walked into the living room and sat on the couch.

Marie was turning to leave but was stopped when John grabbed a hold of her arm.

"Marie," he said holding her by the shoulders, "what the hell did you do?"

She backed away from him slowly, "I just found a way to save us all." she said smiling and turned to walk up the stairs.

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

P.S. If you're a Bobby and Marie fan, then go check out this video, it was my inspiration for my other story She's the One. Go to my profile for th Url or message me.

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