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Orla watched as Remy and Cellya slept...harshly. It had been three days and still they couldn't find Rogue. They had decided to give up on Krista after the last visit from her. The girl continued to call, do video chats, e-mail, txt, anything to distract them. Orla wanted to believe that she was trying to help, but it was too hard. All the facts pointed against her. Just then Orla's phone rang and the caller i.d said Krista. Ignoring it, Orla returned to flying the jet. The phone was quiet for a minute, but then the phone rang again. "Stop calling me, Krista!" Orla whispered as she turned off her phone.

Krista tried calling Orla's phone again, but it immediately went to voicemail. She groaned and through the phone against a wall. "Dang it!" she said as she saw it almost bust.

"Ya trahin' ta get ahold o' yar friend?"

"Yeah. She hates me SO much. I never wanted any of this yet I have to pay for it."

"Shugah, if ah've learned anehthin' 'bout ya...it's that yar lahfe sucks."

"Gee, thanks." Krista said sarcastically.

"What ah mean bah that is, even though ya don' get ta choose alot o' yar lahfe...ya trah and make the best o' it. Ya regret alot o' the choices people make fer ya and afteh that ya trah and fix 'em. Orla has a great friend...thing is she jus' don' know it yet."

"Yeah. I guess." Krista whispered.

Orla fell asleep at the wheel and Remy jolted awake at the difference in the flight pattern and looked at Orla's slumped body. "Petite?"

Orla groaned and slowly awoke. She turned to Remy and smiled sleepily. Remy smirked and hurried to the control panels. She followed his gaze and was awake immediately. "Aw, crap!" Orla said as she hurried to fix the flight pattern.

"Fall asleep?"

Orla yawned as she said, "yeah. I didn't mean to though."

"It be fine. Everyone needs their sleep."

"I know," Orla yawns again, "But Krista constantly calling me doesn't help."

"She keeps calling y'?"

As if to prove her point, Orla's cell rang and the caller was Krista. Orla reached for it, but Remy beat her and grabbed it. He pressed the answering button and held it to his ear. "Orla!? Thank God! I was hoping ya'd answer! I am SOOOOO sorry 'bout all of this. Please forgive me. ...Orla?"

"Bonjour, Krista. It's Remy."

"Oh. Hey, Remy. Can ya please put Orla on. It's really important that I talk to her."

"Desole, Krista, but Remy don' t'ink dat it be de best idea dat y' talk t' Orla."

"Ya sound like her dad and anyway, when do ya ever follow the best idea?"

"Since now. Look, Krista, Remy don' t'ink dat Orla should talk t' de enemy."

"That didn't stop ya from talkin' to Rogue."

"Hey! Don' go bringin' meh inta this convehsation!" came Rogue's voice from the other end.

"Mon cherie is good?"

"Duh! Look, Gambit. I wouldn't hurt Rogue on purpose. Now please put Orla on the phone."

"Non! Remy not lettin' y' anywhere near Orla."

Orla had had enough of this one-sided conversation and snatched the phone away from Remy. "Hello?"

"Orla! Thanks for gettin' Remy off the phone."

"It's okay, but I think he's right."

"...What?" Krista had whispered so quietly that Orla wasn't sure if she heard right.

"I don't think it's best if we talk."

"But Orla...we're friends. Best friends even."

"That ended when you joined the enemies side."

"Orla-"

"I'm sorry, Krista. Look, I gotta go. Bye."

"Yeah. Yeah, bye."

Orla hung up the phone as a tear slid down her cheek. "Y' okay, petite?"

"Ye-yeah. Atleast...I hope so."

Krista shut the phone and slammed it against the table. This time it did bust and she turned away from Rogue. "Krista?"

"I'm fine. All I did was lose my best friend." Krista said as a tear fell down her cheek.

"Ah'm sorreh, shugah."

"It's fine. I'm use to either being abandoned...or hated."