Sweet Little Lies

Chapter XXV: Tuesday

By: Michelle

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DISCLAIMER: I don't own the X-men. I just write fanfics for fun.

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"What's cooking?" Logan asked as he came into the kitchen.

"Eggs, sausages, and biscuits." Remy replied as he bounced back and forth between 2 pans and the oven.

Logan looked at the five teens waiting around at the tables. "I love the way everyone helps out around here."

"We just finished a Danger Room session." Tabitha replied.

"Yeah." Jubilee nodded. "We're tired, sweaty and hungry."

Bobby leaned back in his seat. "And you have no room to talk."

Jean-Paul sighed. "It must be nice to be able to sleep in late during Spring Break."

"Besides." Rogue added. "Remy gets too territorial in the kitchen."

"I don't." Remy defended turning from the stove.

"Yeah, you do." Rogue argued.

"Na uh."

"Ya huh." Rogue replied. "You get in a mood every time you cook."

"Dat's cuz I take pride in what I'm making.' Remy informed her. "And ya had a grease fire de last time ya tried ta help me."

"That was an accident." Rogue replied.

"Like de burnt toast before dat."

"Well, you distracted me."

"No, I didn't."

"Alright. Knock it off." Logan fussed. "You two argue like a married couple."

Remy and Rogue both glared at him. "No we don't."

Logan rolled his eyes.

"Good morning." Hank said coming into the kitchen. "Something smells good."

"Eggs, sausage, and biscuits." Remy replied. "Ya want some Henri."

"I'm fine." Hank replied heading straight for the cabinets. "I just need a snack." He said pulling out a box of Twinkies. "Anybody want one."

"I do." Bobby said from his seat.

"Go long." Hank tossed the Twinkie across the room.

Bobby caught it easily. "Touchdown." He cheered sitting down again at the table. He unwrapped the Twinkie and took a bite.

Remy smirked as he served out the finished eggs and sausage. "Dat's right Iceboy. Suck out dat cream filling."

Everyone snickered as Bobby began coughing.

"Relax ya throat a bit." Remy teased. "Don't take in more dan ya can handle."

Bobby put down what was left of the Twinkie. "You're sick."

"Moi?' Remy sat down next to Rogue with his plate. "I dought dat's what dey did down dere in Brokeback."

"Shut up." Bobby steamed.

"Ooo. I struck a nerve."

"Fuck off."

"Hey." Logan hollered and stared each down. "Don't even."

"What's going on?" Scott asked coming in the kitchen.

"Nothing dat concerns ya." Remy replied.

Scott helped himself to some eggs and sausage. "Everything here concerns me."

"Non." Remy took a bite of food. "It don't. So mind ya business."

Scott plopped his plate on the table. "You know I'm getting real tired of your attitude."

"Oh poor you."

"Remy." Rogue nudged him to stop.

Remy glared at Scott. Then, turned, smiling sweetly to Rogue. "Yeah Chere."

"Wa tish." Tabitha said indicating that Rogue had Remy whipped.

"I hungry." Talia said as she, Kurt and Ororo joined in.

"Stormy, dey should have some biscuits in de oven." Remy said looking up from his plate.

"Back up Talia." Ororo said as she opened up the oven. Kurt picked up Talia and she pulled out the biscuits. "How many you want?"

"Ten." Talia answered.

"You can't eat ten." Kurt said. "You're getting two."

"Nein." Talia griped. "I hungry."

"You aren't wasting." Kurt fussed bringing her to the table. "If you eat what I give you, then you can have more it you're still hungry."

Ororo put butter and jelly on two biscuits for Talia. "Hank, that's all you are eating." She said glancing over to him.

"Yes, I'm really not that hungry." Hank replied and got up to pour him a glass of milk.

"You sure." Ororo asked bring Talia breakfast.

"Yes, I'm fine."

Logan shook his head. "He's bummed because of that reporter chick."

"She's not a chick." Hank corrected. "She's a beautiful sophisticated woman."

"Who invited him in her apartment and he turned down?" Logan added. "And now he has regrets."

Hank sighed. "So, I have regrets."

"Wait." Remy joined in. "A chick invited ya in fa sex and ya said no. Are ya dumb? Ow." He said after earning an elbow in the ribs from Rogue.

Hank rolled his eyes and grabbed another Twinkie. "It's not like that." He defended. "Ok, it is but… I…I don't know."

"Vhy don't you just call her up?" Kurt suggested as he got himself breakfast. "If she likes you for you, she will understand."

"Kurt's right." Ororo said patting Hank on the back. "She'll understand. It's what's inside that counts. That's what I love about Kurt. He's a sweetheart and so are you."

"Really." Remy teased. "I thought ya picked Kurt cuz it was either him or Logan and Logan's body hair turned ya off."

Ororo rolled her eyes. "Funny." She said and went to Kurt.

Logan shook his head. "You've gotta excuse the Cajun, Hank. He was down in the swamps too long and it affected his brain."

"He's gotta brain." Bobby chimed in. "That's some high quality H2O."

Remy sneered at Bobby. "Ha-ha, ya finally got one." He replied. "Hey Iceboy, when ya freeze over does ya dick shrink from the cold."

Jean-Paul giggled earning a glare from Bobby. "Sorry."

Remy smirked. "Dat's what I thought."

"Will you guys grow up?" Rogue said.

"Men don't grow up Rogue." Ororo informed her.

Rogue smiled. "Apparently."

"Hey." Remy defended. "I'm mature. A lot more den de rest of de guys in de room."

"No you're not." Rogue teased. "You get all goofy when you get a new pack of cards."

"So." Remy replied. "Kurt freaks out every time he sees a preview for the Pirates of the Caribbean movie coming out."

"I'm not that bad." Kurt replied.

Ororo giggled. "You are."

"Hey Henri." Remy called over to him. "I know how ta cheer ya up."

"How?" Hank asked looking up from his fifth Twinkie.

"Did anyone inform ya of de new rules when staying here?" Remy asked.

Scott sighed. "There are no new rules."

"Shut up Scott. No one be talking ta ya." Remy fussed. "Did dey Henri?"

"No." Hank bit into his Twinkie. "Enlighten me."

"Rule Number One: Never go commando in ya X-suit." Remy said.

Logan smirked. "He speaks from experience Hank."

Hank chuckled.

Scott put down his fork. "Please tell me he didn't borrow any of mine before he got his own."

"Too late ta do anything 'bout dat now." Remy replied. "Ok. Rule Number Two: Never, ever touch one of Stormy's plants. Cuz when ya do, she does dis move where her head rotates and she spews bile."

"Remy, I do not." Ororo fussed at him. "Don't believe a word he says."

"Actually, I think I've seen that move." Hank replied.

"Hank." Ororo's mouth dropped open as Kurt snickered beside her.

Hank cracked a smiled. "Well…"

"And Rule Number Three."

Hank sighed. "I'm almost afraid to know."

Remy smirked. "Never under any circumstance, use de bathroom after Logan."

"I second that." Kurt replied.

Logan shook his head. "It ain't that bad. You just have to hold your nose."

"It's all that Wasabi he eats." Remy explained. 'It gives him the shits bad."

"Could we please not have conversations like this while I'm eating?" Scott asked.

"I'm just trying ta lighten de mood." Remy replied and turned to Hank. "So Henri, question fa ya. Can ya do surgeries and stuff."

"Yes, I can." Hank replied.

"Tres bien." Remy replied. "Could ya remove de stick from Scott's ass?"

Logan laughed and Scott turned and glared at him.

Hank smirked. He couldn't help but laugh inside. Scott was his friend, but as a leader he was anal.

"Ya feeling betta homme." Remy asked.

Hank nodded. "Much better. Laughter is the best medicine." He said getting up from the table.

"Why don't you call her Hank?" Ororo suggested. "She might be worried about you."

Hank sighed. "Yes, I think I might do that."

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Ring Ring

Mallory rolled over from her slumber.

Ring Ring

God damn phone. Mallory moaned.

Ring Ring

Mallory reached out on her nightstand for the phone knocking stuff over on her search. Once she got it, she pressed talk and sleepily spoke. "Hello."

"Raven."

Mallory sat up in bed. Very few called her by that name. She was so many people in her lifetime. "Irene." Mystique said shocked that she even knew how to contact her.

"Yes my dear." Irene answered. "It's me."

"How?" Mystique pinched her brow. "How did you know?"

"I see the future…remember." Irene replied. "I saw who you would become many years ago."

'Well…" Mystique smiled getting out of bed. "You always saw me best." She got up and wandered around the empty house. "Why did you call me?"

Irene remained silent.

"Irene." Mystique looked into the guest bedroom. "What?"

"You have caused a lot of trouble." Irene reminded her. "More than you can handle."

"Oh really." Mystique replied getting frustrated. "Because the last time I checked, I had everything under control."

"Like your son."

Mystique dug in the dressers seeing Graydon's stuff gone. "What did you see?"

"He left, didn't he." Irene replied. "I may be blind, but I saw that coming."

"Irene."

"He's coming for you…all of you." Irene warned. "Graydon and his army."

"I don't have time for games Irene." Mystique fussed. "When is he coming?"

"Tonight." Irene answered. "He comes for you. He comes for me. He comes for all of us."

Mystique shook her head in disbelief. "No, no. You see the future. How do I stop him?"

"You can't." Irene answers. "No matter what happens, he will prevail. Even in death."

Mystique lowered the phone as she heard Irene hang up. Oh shit.

"You know what to do." He teased. "I can help you Raven. Let me."

Mystique turned to see Azazel standing there as charming as ever. He was just the way she remembered him when they first met. Who would ever see the demon that hid under the black suit and tie other than her?

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Xavier looked up from his desk as Kurt entered the room. He had been waiting for him for a while now and was surprised it took him this long. "Good morning Kurt. Please take a seat."

"Guten Morgen." Kurt replied as he sat down. "You know Professor; it freaks us out vhen you do stuff like that."

"My apologies." Xavier nodded. "Sometimes, I forget my own abilities. So. What are you here for?"

"I thought you read minds." Kurt challenged.

"Self control." Xavier smiled. "Besides, what's the point of being able to speak your mind when someone does nothing but read them."

"Ja. True." Kurt took a deep breath and blurted out. 'I want to take custody of T.J."

"I support your decision and she is welcome to stay." Xavier folded his hands. "You do realize Wanda Maximoff is not going to agree."

"I know." Kurt nodded. "I'm going to talk things over with her. I want you to draw up some papers for me."

"I'll do that." Xavier sighed. "Kurt."

"I know." Kurt nodded and stood up. "Danke. I appreciate it."

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"Where have you been?" Magneto demanded as Sabretooth strolled in.

"Out." Sabretooth growled.

"Doing what?" Magneto asked. "Or do I have to turn on the news to find out."

Sabretooth growled. Magneto was going to pester him until he got answers. "I went to see Birdy. She's coming tomorrow to see Clarice."

"To read her mind." Magneto answered.

"Yeah."

"She was screaming again last night." Magneto informed him. "She wanted you here."

Sabretooth growled. "Where is she now?"

"With Lorna." Magneto folded his arms. "And I know about what happened when I left."

Sabretooth laughed under his growls. "She tattled on me. How weak."

"Actually, she refuses to talk about it." Magneto replied. "I learned this from Toad."

"Good for you."

Magneto clenched his hand and the dog tags around Sabretooth's neck tightened. "Don't ever threaten her again."

"You should take your own advice." Sabretooth growled.

"Funny." Magneto tightened his grip. "I'm not the one who should be bargaining."

Sabretooth growled as it dug in his neck. "Fine." He left Magneto's lower over him drop. "But don't expect me to work with you much longer."

"We have a contract." Magneto reminded him as he called for Clarice.

Sabretooth picked up Clarice who had immediately clung to his leg. "Contract this." He said and flipped Magneto off. Then, he stormed down the hallway.

Magneto sighed. Charles, I need your help. His eyes caught her green ones filled with confusion and uncertainty. I can't win this war alone.

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Hank thought about what everyone said. If Trish truly like him, she would understand him. Yet, he was still weary of himself.

He picked up the phone and dialed her cell number. It rang and rang until finally her voicemail picked up.

He was relived to hear a recording rather than have her answer. He just couldn't deal with a one on one for what he was about to do.

Hi. This is Trish Tilby. Sorry I can't answer the phone. Just leave me a message and I'll get back to you.

Beep

"Hi…Trish…This Hank…I…I just wanted to let you know that…that I'm alright. I'm staying with some friends and I…I'm can't see you again…I'm not the man I used to be…I…I'm sorry…I…"

Beep.

"I really liked you." Hank sighed and hung up the phone. It was time for him to move on.

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Mystique walked in her hideout to find Pyro, Avalanche, and Blob sleeping in front of the television. The place was trashed to say the least. The problem with young ones is that they are lazy slobs.

She pulled out her guns from behind her back and shot the television. The noise startled the three bums.

"We're under attack." Pyro said jumping up.

"Oh please." Mystique fussed. "The three of you would all have bullets in your head if it was anyone else in here."

"We were just…umm…" Avalanche replied trying to make up a good excuse.

"Save it." Mystique answered as she stared down the three teens. "This is pathetic. Could you at least do something constructive when I'm working? This place is a pig sty."

"Don't blame it all on me." Blob replied.

"I wasn't."

"We've been waiting for you to give us orders." Pyro replied. "But we ain't heard from you in days."

"I've been busy." Mystique replied.

"Doing what?"

"Causing trouble." Mystique let out a deep breath. A little more than I wanted to. She turned behind her signaling him to come in. "And getting help from an old friend."

Azazel smirked as he walked by tracing his hand along her cheek. Then, he looked at the three before him. "Not bad."

"Not bad." Pyro said highly insulted. He flipped open his lighter and gathered a tennis ball size ball of fire in his hand. No suit was going to insult him like that.

Azazel straightened out his suit. "Boy don't play with fire you can't handle."

Pyro steamed and hummed the fire ball at him. Azazel's suit lit on fire and with Pyro's control it spread like lightening.

Azazel looked at his arm and held out his hand. "Nice trick."

Pyro looked at the golden glow in the man's eyes. He wasn't no ordinary person especially for someone on fire and not even feeling a thing or receiving scars.

Azazel walked towards him and the fire diminished and looked perfectly fine. Even his suit. Pyro backed up until he joined the others on the couch. "Don't test me. I have more power than you can handle."

"Who are you?" Pyro asked.

Azazel smirked and turned back towards Mystique. "I have so many names."

Mystique raised her chin high. "Yet there is only one that suits him best."

Azazel's eyes glowed brightly meeting her own.

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"Smile."

Ororo took pictures of Talia playing with Kurt. Talia was just too cute for words. She wasn't sure if she would have enough room on the memory card to take them all. It was true that a picture lasts longer. And digital cameras with printer docks worked great for mutants with extraordinary features.

"Let me see that Darlin'." Logan said taking the camera from her.

"Logan, I got it." Ororo replied reaching for the camera.

"No, go join them." Logan ordered. "Go."

Ororo smiled and went over to Kurt and Talia.

Logan watched the perfect family together capturing each moment with a click. He coulda….he coulda had this.

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Ralph tried her cell phone again. He just couldn't figure out where his wife had gone. It scared him, to say the least.

"Dad, I'm home." Gloria said closing the door behind her.

Ralph rushed over to her. "Gloria, where is your mother." He demanded grabbing her by the arms.

"I don't know." Gloria shrugged. "She was asleep when Mindy's mom picked me up to go to the mall."

Ralph let her go and stormed throughout the house.

"Why?" Gloria asked following him. "What's wrong?"

'I can't get a hold of her." Ralph replied going into he guest room. "Or Senator Graydon Creed."

Gloria paused in the doorway of the guest room. What have I done?

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Mystique rolled her eyes as her cell phone went off again.

Azazel smiled and walked over to her. "Aren't you going to answer that?" He asked slyly taking it from the clip on her hip and teasing it in front of her. "It's ruining the mood."

Mystique snatched the phone from him and flipped it open. Then, she slammed it on the edge of the nightstand breaking it in half.

"Such tension, my dear." Azazel said snaking way between her legs. "I can relieve that."

Mystique felt the fire of her desire. There were so many things she wanted to do to him right now, but she had to force herself to fight his temptation. "You did Azazel, but you wouldn't be able to satisfy me. I'd have to find an alternate means to finish the job."

Azazel backed off. "You are cruel, my dear."

"Don't call me dear." Mystique fussed. "And you are only here because I am desperate for help."

"You seem to always be desperate when you need me." Azazel smirked.

Mystique rolled her eyes. "Don't flatter yourself."

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Scott placed a box on the table. "Hey, Kurt. This came for you and Rogue."

Kurt examined the beat up box. "Mail sucks."

"I'd say." Scott looked at the Express Sticker on the side. "It says its been mailed almost a week ago."

"Where did it come from?" Kurt looked over the address. "I don't remember ordering anything." He turned to Ororo. "Did you order anything?"

"No." Ororo said walking over with Talia. "Where's it from?"

"Mississippi." Kurt replied. "It's for Rogue too. Where is she?"

"She and Remy are coming." Ororo replied. "I'm going to go check on the digital camera and see if it is done printing the pictures."

"Ok."

"Hey." Rogue said with Remy by her side. "What's that?"

"A package for us." Kurt explained.

"For us?" Rogue looked at the address and her jaw dropped.

"Hey." Remy nudged her. "What's wrong?"

"Irene Alder." Rogue replied. "That's my foster mother. She helped Mystique raise me when my dad was gone."

"How would she know ya are here?" Remy asked. "Ya ran away from home."

"Yeah."

Kurt pulled out his knife and cut open the box. He flipped open the flaps and looked inside.

"What is it?"

"A book and a video." Kurt replied pulling them out the box. He handed Rogue the book. "This is yours and the tape is mine."

"Ok." Rogue took the book in hand and flipped through the pages disturbed by the images. 'Thanks."

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Wanda folded her skirt neatly in the suitcase. It was red, her favorite color. Of course, what other color clothing would you find in the Scarlet Witch's suitcase?

"Wanda."

She turned seeing Pietro standing in her doorway. "Hey." She smiled and pulled out a red cami from her dresser. "I'm almost packed."

"Good." Pietro smiled. "I talked to Crystal. She agreed to meet us at Bova's house in High Evolutionary."

"That's nice of her." Wanda replied grabbing a few things out the bathroom. "It saves us the trip."

"Yeah," Pietro replied. "I'm actually shocked."

"You know." Wanda said coming back into the room. "It's been ages since we had Luna and T.J. together."

"Maybe since they were babies." Pietro replied.

"T.J. will be thrilled to have someone her age to play with." Wanda said closing her suitcase. "They are going to have so much fun together."

"Are you ready?"

"Almost." Wanda smiled. "I just have to change."

"What's wrong with what you are wearing now?" Pietro said as she disappeared in the bathroom.

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"Hey, print me out a few of Talia." Logan said looking over the prints.

"Sure." Ororo replied setting the camera to print again. "I just have to print a few out for Wanda."

Logan raised an eyebrow. "For her Mom."

"Yeah, why not?" Ororo replied. "They came out cute. I think Wanda will like that. And they are all of just Talia. It's not easy to get pictures of her. It's not like she can take film to be developed except after Halloween."

"Mutti will like." Talia said holding up a photo.

Logan smiled at her. "Does Kurt know you are doing this?"

"No." Ororo sighed. "I'm going to send it with Talia and she is going to give it to her Mutti when she is home. Isn't that right?"

"Ja." Talia beamed. "It's a secret surprise present."

Ororo smiled. "Yes it is."

"Tell me when the pics are done." Logan replied. "I'll come get them."

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"We are going to be in the jet most of the trip?" Pietro fusses as his twin changed. "I don't think you need to impress it."

"You men know absolutely nothing about women." Wanda said coming back into the room. She wore a dark red lace up corset to support her two prized assets and allowing her midriff exposed. Her black skirt flared up as she walked and belt around her waist to jingle. He knew she loved her gold jewelry too from her three hoop earrings in each ear to her ruby studded nose ring and belly button ring and her bracelets and pendant necklace. She was trying to make a statement and doing damn well. She was one beautiful gypsy woman.

"What do you think?" Wanda asked pushing down her skirt to rest lower on her hips.

"You…you want my honest opinion." Pietro asked.

"Of course."

"If I wasn't your brother, I'd want to do you." Pietro replied.

"Pietro." Wanda was shocked by his honesty. "You perv."

"You asked for my honest opinion." Pietro reminded her. "So what are you trying to do? Tempt Kurt?"

"Ja." Wanda smiled. 'It's my look-at-me-don't-you-want-me-ha-ha-you-can't-have-me kind of look."

Pietro rolled his eyes and grabbed her bags. "You're cruel."

"Thank you." Wanda looked in the mirror and teased her curls with her fingers. "Don't think Crystal isn't going to do the same thing when you see her."

"She wouldn't stoop that low."

"She's a woman." Wanda reminded him. "Of course she would." She smiled and followed him out the door. Kurt is going to want me back. It ain't even funny. Well, for me it will be.

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"Senator Creed and Mallory Brickman have both been reported missing since this morning." Trish said to her boss as she followed him through the news room. "I think there is a little more going on here then anyone is stating."

Her boss turned around and sighed. "He's a man and she is a woman. They are probably having an affair. Let SUN of the ENQUIRER pick up that. This is news. I have more important things to broadcast than the next Bill Clinton."

"There is more to Senator Creed than what everyone sees." Trish argued.

"And what's that Ms. Tilby."

'Look at this." Trish opened showed him pictures of the recent robberies that occurred.

"It's Sabretooth." Her boss said. "He's a mutant terrorist."

"Yeah, I know." Trish replied. "But look at his name. His real name." She pointed to his file. "It's Victor Creed."

"Your point Ms. Tilby." Her boss demanded.

Trish stared at him. He didn't want to listen. "Never mind." She said and went in her office. She closed the door behind her and folded her arms staring at the file on her desk. She knew what she dug up was right on the money and she wasn't going to let the story go.

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Lorna watched the hundred mini spheres swirl around her. It was amazing to feel so powerful.

She fanned out her hand and they all flattened out into tiles. She smiled at her accomplishment and stepped up on one. Then, she used the others to forma spiral staircase in front of her.

Magneto watched her from a distance. Young ones were always so eager to play with their powers. He had the same problem with Pyro when he first joined. Once he outgrew the experimental stage, there seemed to be no limits to his power.

Lorna rose up with each step she took. She never was afraid of heights and sometimes she wished she knew how to fly.

She separated the tile she was one from the staircase. She jerked at the force of the movement but quickly regained her balance. She was going to have to remember her strength the next time.

She stood on it holding her balance looking around her. Then, she spotted him staring at her. In a way, she felt protected, but then again it scared her.

Since meeting him, Magneto became more and more of a mystery to her. She really couldn't bring herself to call him DAD and wasn't even sure he would ever let her. He seemed so particular in his actions.

She just couldn't understand him. Why would he need to have all these lowlifes around him? Was he that desperate for members of his so called Brotherhood? They all seemed to be terrorist than anything else. Lord knew how many times Sabretooth appeared on TV for all the shit he did.

Was war really coming? Magneto was right in a sense. Discrimination against mutants was wrong. Mutants shouldn't have to live in fear. They shouldn't have to hide. They shouldn't have to register. They should be able to live life to the fullest just like everyone else. There just had to be other ways than war to achieve this goal.

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Rogue flipped through the book as she sat alone on her bed. She didn't know what hypnotized her with it, but she couldn't put it down.

"Hey Chere." Remy leaned on the doorframe. "I was wondering where ya dun run off to."

"Oh, I was just looking at this book." Rogue replied. "It's got a lot of things in it."

"What kinds of things?" Remy asked sitting down beside her.

"Like stuff that has happened." Rogue replied. "And stuff that will happen."

"Ya mean like future stuff." Remy replied.

"Yeah." Rogue nodded. "It's got X-men stuff in it."

"That don't make no sense."

"I'll show you." Rogue flipped open the book and pointed to a drawing of a young girl screaming and crying under the torch of the Statue of Liberty. In front of her was a man with claws trying to save her while another tried to stop him. "That's me and that's Logan and that's Magneto." She said. "It's the Liberty Island incident."

Remy stared at the page. It was exactly how she described it when he asked how she came to be at the mansion.

"And look." Rogue flipped a few pages. "That's Kurt when he attacked the President."

"Let me see." Remy took the journal in his hands and flipped through the pictures.

"There's one of us in there." Rogue sighed.

"Where/"

"A couple more pages and you'll see."

Remy flipped through and there they were. He was holding her limp body in his arms as the blood from a wound in her chest dripped from his hands. "Chere, dis ain't happened…" He said trying to think positive.

"Not yet."

Remy closed the book. He couldn't contemplate the thought of loosing her. I'm not going to lose her. Stop thinking about it. "Rogue, de future isn't written yet."

"But…"

"It's whatever ya make of it." Remy replied.

Rogue sighed. "What if it's not?"

"It is." Remy tossed the journal on her pillow. "Stop thinking about it."

Rogue nodded.

"Come on." Remy stood up and pulled her up with him. "Let's do something fun tonight."

"Like what?"

"We git everybody together and we go out after T.J leaves." Remy suggested. "We go do something all together. How's dat sound?"

"Ok." Rogue nodded and walked with him out the door. "Let's go to the Putt-Putt place."

"Ya wants ta go dere." Remy answered.

"Yeah." Rogue smiled. "It'll be fun."

"D'accord. I'll go wherever ya wants ta go." Remy said closing the door behind them leaving the journal that lay open to a picture of Graydon standing proud amongst an army of giants.

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Kurt paced around his bedroom thinking about the tape in his hand. He should watch it. He knew he should, yet he felt a sense of dread. Why would anyone want to send him a tape? Why would Rogue's foster mother send him a tape? He never had any connections to her.

"Hey?" Logan said leaning in the doorframe. "Can I talk to you for a sec?"

Kurt placed the tape on the corner of his dresser. "Sure."

"Sit down." Logan ordered.

Kurt sat on the edge of his bed like a little kid listening to his father. "What's wrong?"

"I need to talk to you about something." Logan said sitting next to him. "This isn't easy for me."

"Logan, you alright mien friend." Kurt asked staring at his pale face.

Logan sighed. "No, I'm not…I've been hiding something from you."

"Vhat are you talking about?" Kurt asked confused at everything that was going on.

Logan turned to Kurt staring him in the eyes. He had his mother's eyes. Bright and fierce. Calming and Lethal.

"Logan." Kurt leaned back. "You're starting to freak me out."

"You look like your mom." Logan replied and looked away.

"Huh." Kurt pinched his brow. "Vhat?...Huh?"

"Kurt, your mom and I…"

"Kurt.'

Logan and Kurt looked up to see Ororo and Talia standing in the doorway.

"Ja Ororo." Kurt said as Talia ran over and jumped in his lap.

Ororo sighed. "Wanda is here."

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Yeah. I'm done another chappie.

Next to come Lies 26: The Scarlet Bitch

Thanks for all the reviews

See you all next time

Michelle