Hello everyone. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I do not own these characters.
It was three a.m. and Remy and Rogue were up and trying to quietly sneak out of the guild house. They threw their luggage out of the window fearing that it may make too much racket carrying it down the stairs. The plan was to make it to the front door and then go from their. There was a back up plan that involved an every man for himself tactic. Danger room sessions and missions had made them nothing if not paranoid.
"Remy stay close to the wall so the stairs don't creak." Rogue whispered as she approached the obstacle. He had just about stepped into the middle of the first step. He skirted the edge of the stair and made it to the bottom with nary a creak and she soon join him.
"How did you know about the stairs?" He asked as he grabbed her hand and dragged her towards the front door.
"I used to sneak out of Irene's house all the time." Rogue said in a loud whisper.
"Really," He said and she nodded. "That is really hot."
"Yeah my boyfriend at the time thought so to." She smirked. She hadn't had a boyfriend at the time, but it would cause Remy to get jealous and she liked him jealous.
It took him a moment, a moment filled with jealousy, anger, and a deep desire to hunt down this boy and kill him before he finally realized that she was joking. "Oh ha ha." He said. "That wasn't funny."
"Really? Because that look on your face was hilarious. Besides I tried to use my talent to break curfew at the mansion, but Logan always caught me. He never turned me in though. We had an understanding I didn't bitch about the fact that I was seventeen and I had a ten o'clock curfew and he didn't try to keep me from breaking said curfew." Rogue said as they left through the front door.
They had done it. They had snuck out of the guild house without a soul knowing. They had left a note saying that late that evening the X-men had called and asked for their assistance at home. It was all a lie, but they had at least one morning that would not involve being woken by Tante Maddie screaming at one of the boys for something stupid he had said or done. Yes it truly was bliss.
At that moment however fate was about to intervene to make honest people out of them. They had been given a transmitter from the X-team in case of emergencies while they were away. At the moment that they had reached their luggage the transmitter went off.
Remy looked at it in horror. Rogue picked it up. "Don't answer it." He told her.
She looked as if she was struggling with a decision and he drew his finger across his throat hoping she would do as he said. Finally Rogue broke down and answered the summons. "Hello. This better be of the life threatening nature because not only have you interrupted my honeymoon, but as far as you know I could have been deeply asleep."
Remy grumpily mumbled. "Or doing something else."
Rogue gave him a dirty look. The voice of Scott Summer filled the night air. "Umm…Sorry? We have a situation on the west coast and we need to swing by and get you guys." He named off a deserted field nearby. "Can you get there within fifteen minutes?"
"We can. Will you be there in fifteen minutes?" Rogue asked.
"We are going to be there in five minutes. Alright over and out." Scott said professionally.
Remy was in a crotchety mood at that moment. "Well there goes the last carefree morning of our honeymoon."
Rogue was upset as well, but not willing to deal with his whining. "Shut up and grab your bag."
They set off for the meeting place.
Next chapter: California. What happens there? Wouldn't you like to know.