A/N: chapter ten is being posted early! One because I finished it early, and two, because I won't have access to the internet tomorrow, darn doctor's appointment. And I am also cranky with my flash drive, it corrupted the original file of this chapter and I rewrite the entire thing! Enough with my ranting, enjoy the chapter!

I do own X-Men, just the plot for this story, and any OCS! -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)

Chapter 10

"Here." Remy put a crumbled single dollar bill into Ivy's hand, which once held her ham and cheese sandwich.

The Earth-Puppeteer face that was once filled with joy, now became a mask of confusion as her lips fell away from where they were around the straw, that now spun lazily in the coke soda-bottle shaped lemonade, she had been sipping.

The mixture of tangy and sour still tingled on her tongue as she asked, "What's this for?"

Instead of getting straight answer, Remy asked a question of his own. There's still livin' earth, in it right?"

Ivy pressed the dollar to the table, and smoothed the wrinkles from its surface with her slender fingers, before lifting her head to check out the surrounding area. They were sitting at a table at an outdoor section of the restaurant, to enjoy the breeze and sun. Regular people passed them by, either busy chatting with their friends, or glancing at shop windows, at the items, they could never afford with their pay checks.

They were too busy to notice, if she activated her powers. The dark pupils within Ivy's dark rose pink eyes turned to cat-like slits, the rest of the world turned pitch black around her as the diamonds coming from the single dollar shone in front of, sparkling and clear.

She could hear Remy plunking what was left of his donut, into his coffee, the now lukewarm content, splashing a little over the rim, and onto the smooth white circular surface of the table. Her fingers lightly hovered inches away from actually touching the dollar, the strings dropped down from her fingertips connecting to the living earth that still dabbled in the piece of paper money.

"There's enough." She said, and let her powers pull away, so she could see the living earth, and a fuzzy, nearly faded out Remy.

The Cajun smiled, and popped the last bite of his donut in his mouth, swallowing it down with his last swig of coffee before asking. "How far can you get it to fold?"

Ivy let her focus return to the dollar in front of her, her fingers began to twitch and waver over it. She forced it to fold in half, and then finally after several seconds, it was about the half the size of Remy's thumb. She let the world fall back into full color and focus, as she made the dollar unfold, but not get unwrinkled.

She finished up the last of her lunch, while the Cajun paid for their meal and left the tip. Ivy shoved the dollar into the hole at the top of the fuzzy brown leather of her new tote bag. Slinging it over her shoulder, and righting herself to her brown sandaled feet, Remy grabbed her hand and looped her fingers with his own.

"Where are we going?" The Earth-Puppeteer asked, she could not help the smile that spread across her face.

"You need to practice, Petite Fleur." The Cajun replied as they walked slowly through the crowd, like any young normal couple in love.

Ivy's pupils became cat-like slits, as the strings dropped down from her fingertips, that was not looped around Remy's, and found the living earth that radiated from the money in people's pockets. It came out from holes in people pockets, and from the insides of their shoes, and every time she simply pretended that her own wallet had fallen out of her bag and she was simply picking up the money that had fallen out. Remy looming over, while she did this.

After two or three hours of practice, the two were back in their sleeping spot for the night. The Cajun sat cross-legged under the tree, his blue stripped and white button down shirt, opened showing off his six pack abs. Ivy lay with her head on the inside of his thigh, a little, watching as he began to shuffle the cards.

The Earth-Puppeteer rolled over so he could see his face, and her fingers brushed against the slight hair that he had on his face. He looked down at her and smiled, and kissed her forehead.

Ivy opened up the brown paper bag, she had laying on her stomach, her knees pulled up a little. Producing a chocolate chip cookie from the bag, she put one in Remy's open mouth, while she bit down into another, nearly moaning in pleasure, as the sweet chocolaty goodness hit her mouth.

"Oh, chocolate, how I have missed you." She sighed contently, and sat up a little in order to grab the bottle of milk that sat in front of the Cajun, after she had finished with the cookie. She drank a little of the cold liquid and handed it off to Remy, wiping the milk mustache away with the back of her hand.

Thirty dollars, she had taken today, from hardworking acne covered teenagers, mothers, and probably a couple of poor boyfriends about to propose to their girlfriends, after they had bought the ring, with the cash they had saved. Yes, she had felt guilty at first, but it soon disappeared. Her stealing, pick pocketing, was for her and Remy's survival. And ten of out of thirty, she had used to treat her and the man she loved, to the best dessert in the world. Chocolate chip cookies and milk.

"You're turning me into a thief, you know." Ivy stated and laid her head back down, in its original spot.

"I know." Remy smiled smugly, after finishing his own cookie, and downing more of the milk. He began to pet her cheek with his hand, before kissing her long and slow. "I like it."

The Earth-Puppeteer took Remy's hand away from her face, and laced their fingers together, kissing his fingers, blushing ever so slightly.

"So, oh great Guru of Thievery, what are you teaching me to do tomorrow?" She questioned as the sun began to set, and the air began to grow cold. The first stars of night starting to shining in the sky.

"How to pick locks and to hotwire a car." He answered and started his game of solitaire, a question formed in mouth, and fell from his lips before he could stop himself.

"How did you survive before?"

Ivy's face grew grim then, as memories flooded in her mind. "I ate from dumpsters and begged for change, slept in alleyways…"

Remy kissed her again and then brought her hand to his mouth, to kiss the top of her hand. "You'll neva have to live like that again, Petite Fleur."

A/N: oh yes, that's right I almost forgot to mention. I have another story up, featuring Aster (before and after Stryker kidnapped her) and Saber tooth. It is named Wasser Puppe, meaning Water Doll. If you could please Read and Review, that one as well, after you have with this one, I would really appreciate it! -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)