BLIND LEADING THE BLIND
Part 38
Fear
"What do you mean you can't find her?" Remy felt his voice thicken; he shut his eyes, the pain was excruciating, the drops still stung; his stomach felt like it was in a Celtic knot.
"We searched the mansion – she's nowhere to be found."
"But she was just here! She went with you, Hank! I saw her. I saw her leave the room with you!"
"She went to go upstairs to bed," Kitty explained. "By the time the lights went out I called out to her to come back and she didn't answer, Scott went up and she was gone..."
Remy took off running upstairs, calling her name anxiously, "Rogue?! Rogue! Answer us!"
"She's not here, Remy!" Called Jean, after him. "I can't sense her!"
Remy ignored Jean's words, he ran from room to room frantically, finding no one, not even hearing sounds of life. In his mind he thought twenty different scenarios, all bad. All including Sinister. He ran downstairs, "No no no! This isn't right!" he yelled maniacally, "this isn't right!"
"Calm down," warned Hank.
"We need to find her!" Remy said, "he has her! I know he has her..." he looked around the foyer, everything a vague dark blur, pale blurry faces breaking the blackness, all staring at him like a gallery of spoiled paintings.
"Will you calm down!" Scott warned.
"No," Remy pointed a finger at Scott's hazy form, "It's dicks like you that were supposed to be here to protecting her! Instead you're too busy boastin' about y' happiness to care that she was in danger!"
"Hey," said Scott; Remy hadn't realised how close he was to Scott, as his arm was pushed hastily out of the way.
The charged card in Remy's other hand fell to the floor, the charge only half drained from the card caused it to pop like a firecracker on impact with the tiles. If Remy hadn't been so concerned about Rogue, he may have pondered if the floor had been damaged or scorched, he may have apologised.
"If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have been in danger. None of us would. You invited this into our home. You brought your bad luck with you like baggage and never warned us until it was too damn late. You want to finger point at someone, then do it to yourself!"
"Shut up, both of you!" Jean warned, her voice shrill with tension. "This isn't solving anything, you fighting over who's responsible won't change anything. We need to figure out what to do and we need to do it quickly. We're already wasting time."
"Jean is right," Professor Xavier snapped, "enough squabbling. Remy, tell us everything you know."
Remy moved to the stairs and sat there; his body felt drained of energy, he was weak and helpless. Pull y'self together, LeBeau, he told himself sternly. Think, man. Think. "He did this to me...my eyes. He warned me if I betrayed him...Rogue would be in danger...and now..."
"We'll get her back," Kitty said enthusiastically.
"How?!" Remy demanded angrily. "Do y' have the slightest idea of who y' dealin' with?!"
"Do you?" Kitty asked pointedly at him.
Remy drew a shaky breath, he couldn't answer.
"Is there a way to contact him?" Hank asked hopefully.
"No. He always contact me usin' third party. I never even got t' see the co-ordinates of where I met him face t' face. I jus' know it was a bunker...high tech...middle of freakin' nowhere, couldn't even see land out past the water. All I can tell y' is the place was hotter than hell."
"That's...vague. There's like...a million places that could be," Kitty sighed. "And for all we know he could have a base here in Bayville too."
"Without the power on, we can't even use computer equipment to try to pinpoint the location of any base," the Professor reasoned.
"So what are we meant t' do?" Remy asked worriedly, "we can't jus' sit here and wait."
"We need to get power on, we need to find out as quickly as possible where Sinister took Rogue, and we need to figure out what he wants," Hank explained.
"He wants the shards. The shards that y' gave Logan t' take away to only God knows where," Remy despaired.
"Well, getting in touch with Logan without power is an impossibility," explained the Professor.
"He got no phone?"
"We couldn't give him his phone as a precaution. Phones can be traced. I can get in touch with him using my powers, but I need Cerebro to do so..."
"Fuck," Remy shook his head. "This is a fuckin' joke. Rogue could be...she..."
"She'll be safe," the Professor stated, he sounded calm but it struck Remy that he was very good at forcing that calm attitude.
"He's right," Jean said after a moment of contemplation, "hostages are more useful alive. He took Rogue because he knows how you feel...he knows he can trade her for them..."
"That ain' helpful if I can't get my hands on the goddamn shards," Remy lamented.
"We'll work on the power situation right away," Hank assured. "I doubt he'll be back...not immediately anyway. If he is taking Rogue back to a base on an island, it could be a day or two before he tries to contact you."
"What am I meant t' do while y'all working on the power situation?" Remy demanded, "sit here and twiddle my thumbs?"
"Rest, would be my advice," the Professor answered. "Rest and heal. He gave you your sight back for a reason; he'll want you to deliver the shards, and when the time comes, you should be ready for anything."
End of Part 38
Alright it was just a small update, but it's something. Still working on the rest. Hope you all enjoy. Thanks for being so patient with me (and for all the awesome reviews from last part I uploaded). Love you all :)