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thoughts: italics

flashbacks: bold

Storyline

To save his Son,Gambit goes to the last people he thought would ever help him,the X-men

edit 4/28: Changed layout to make more reader-friendly

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Chapter Eight

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Scott found Remy sitting on the back patio later that morning. Remy was smoking a cigarette to calm his nerves, a vice he had nearly given up since his son was born. No one had to tell him to go outside, because at this point he would never consider otherwise. Scott had been briefed on Remy's history by Logan, who thought the men should speak. Hopefully Scott could make Remy believe that no one at Xavier's blamed him in the least.

" Hello, Gambit,isn't it?" Scott begins stopping on the far side of the table. Remy nods, " Oui."
" I'm Scott, Scott Summers."Scott says,extending his hand. Remy stares at it for a moment, before briefly grasping it and stating " Remy LeBeau. "
" So, I hear you've been on the receiving end of Sinister's scalpel as well." Scott states.
Remy nods, not liking where this conversation is heading, he really hates talking about Sinister. Putting out his cigarette, he stands about to make an excuse to go in.
" It's okay, I don't like talking about it either. He's a sadistic freak. But Logan thought I should mention your not alone on Sinister got to me list. He told me about the Massacre thing too, and I want you to know, no one blames you for that either." Scott says.
"...Why not? If I'd been there I might have saved them." Remy replies.
" No Remy, you wouldn't have. I was on the scene shortly afterwards. No one person could have stopped them. " Scott says.
"Alors dites-vous"(so you say) Remy replied."Mais vous ne savez pas avec certitude"(But you do not know for sure) he continues quietly.
"... I'm sorry?" Scott Asks,unsure of what the other man had said.
" You say that, but you don't know. no one can know for sure... if my presence would have saved just one child, it would've been worth it,non?" Remy states, staring off into space.
"...Maybe. But it's far more likely that you would have carried the guilt for years, of not being able to save them all. Plus, others would not trust you, had you worked for him like that." Scott says, trying to convince the other man.
" Mais they don't trust me now." Remy says,standing up.
" I have it on good authority, that Logan is about to invite you to a place on the team, Remy... I hope you take it." Scott says as Remy walks back inside.

~o~O~o~

Rogue found Logan down in Xavier's room, again. Logan was attempting another contact, wanting to know if Charles had learned anymore of the child's movements prior to the rescue.
"...Logan, we need to talk." Rogue states. She is well aware, as is everyone in the house, that Logan will sit here for hours waiting.
" What? Did somethin' else happen." Logan grumbles, not really looking up from Charles.
" No. I mean Storm and Bobby checked in and said they were movin' more stuff into the tunnels,but still no sign of the baby. " Rogue states, unconsciously crossing her arms " I wanted to talk about Gambit. Have you invited him to the team yet?"

"I haven't gotten around to it yet." Logan states. " I don' want him thinkin' we invited him on a whim, or cause of the kid. I don' know he'd except right now though, not while the kid is still missin' ."
Rogue nods and replies. " I think you should invite him now, but tell him he don' have ta answer right away. That'll take care of both dilemmas. If ya want, I'll wait to see if the professa answers."
Sighing, Logan stands up, no time like the present, he supposed. " Al'ight. Just come get me if he says anything important."

Logan walks out in search of their guest, and Rogue takes over waiting for Charles to respond. After a few minutes, with the same silence Logan had been recieving all morning, Rogue suddenly found herself in the usual white fog. " Hello, Rogue... you haven't yet begun referring to yourself as Anna again I assume?" Charles asks.
"...Um no, no I haven't. Why would I?" Rogue responds,momentarily distracted.
" I don't know, only that you asked me to call you Anna earlier when I saw you, and that you had been refering to yourself as such for years." Charles answers.
"..Oh, okay then. No not yet, I suppose. Actually, we were hoping you might have learned ..." Rogue replies,but is cut off by Charles stating.
" No, I haven't learned anything new about the child. You will find him in twelve days, in Sinister's Lab. It is crucial that Remy and you are both there, as well as Scott and Logan. Leave the rest of the team home. No one will come away injured, as long as it is the four of you." Charles explains. Rogue nodded, confused. They always sent in a full team when dealing with monsters like Sinister. However, Charles would know better then them, hind sight and all.

Rogue waited for the fog to fade,as it always did, but after a moment she realized he must be waiting for her to say something further. "... Did you have another question, Professa ?"
" Has Logan extended the invitation to stay yet? " Charles replies.
" He just went upstairs to talk to Remy about it." Rogue states, starting to fidget, she hates staying in the astro-plane very long.
" You should ask him to stay as well, Anna." Charles states. " He considers you a friend. At this point, you're the only X-man he thinks of as such."

" Okay, I will." Rogue answers. "Um, professor? Would you please avoid referring to me as Anna for now? I'm not ready for everyone to know my name."

" Of course. That is entirely up to you. When you're ready to let your guard down with the others, you'll know." Charles responds. " Oh, and keep up your practice with control. I know I'm not there to help you, but I promise, you'll get it with in the next year."

Rogue nods, and begins to thank him, but the fog is already beginning to fade. Sighing, Rogue stands to go find Logan and Remy. She needs to tell Logan that nothing has changed, and she needs to tell Remy that she would like him to stay as well.

~o~O~o~

Bobby fidgets as he stares through the binoculars. They were moving in and out of the tunnel at a steady pace for the last hour and a half. Storm had decided to follow the ones that were driving the van, while Bobby stayed to watch the activity. So far, nothing had happened worthy of a new report. There had been no sign of Sinister or the baby.

He was beginning to worry. No one liked the idea of the baby being in Sinister's 'care' for another twelve days, but it wasn't looking good for finding them early. Where ever Sinister and the baby were, the rest of his men, didn't seem to be meeting with him. They had followed the Marauders all over the city, but they only seemed to be gathering supplies at this point. They hadn't even done something worthy of calling the MRD.

Bobby didn't like sitting up here by himself either. He wasn't convinced that he could handle it by himself, if he was spotted. Someone needed to be here though, and Kurt seemed to have no patience for the waiting. Emma and Kitty were back in front of Kelly's office. Rogue and the new guy weren't allowed to be here, according to Logan. So this job was on him. He just hoped SOMETHING would happen soon. Waiting was nerve-wracking.

He adjusted the lens again, as all four marauders walked out of the tunnel together. Archlight, Harpoon, and Blockbuster all got into the back of the van, with Vertigo driving. It looked like they were done for the day. Bobby didn't spot Storm, but he was sure she was following behind the van. He just had to sit back and wait for Scott and Hank to come re-leave him for the next shift. " Hello, Logan. This is Bobby, checking in." He says into his phone.
" What's happening?" Logan questions, getting right to the point.
" Well, it looks like they're done for the day. All four drove away about two minutes ago. Storm is following them, and I am remaining at post to ensure no surprises." Bobby states.
" Thanks kid." Logan replies " Hank and Scott will be there in about twenty."
Bobby stars to thank him, but realizes he had already hung up. Logan seriously needs to work on his phone skills. Bobby muses, as he puts his phone away and returns to staring at the entrance of the tunnel.

Storm slides in next to him about ten minutes later. She shakes her head at his questioning look, and they return to watching the area together, without further word.