What we anticipate seldom occurs: but what we least expect generally happens.
Benjamin Disraeli
***
Kitty buckled herself into her seat in the Velocity, then watched as Pyro and Gambit did the same. Pyro seemed to be humming a soft tune as he fiddled with the buckle.
"What're you humming?" She asked without thinking.
"The Vegemite song," John answered nonchalantly as he adjusted his flame throwers.
"The what song?"
He looked up at her, his red bangs falling around his face, as they were held back by his bandana. "The Vegemite song." When she didn't respond he seemed to realise that she didn't understand.
"You ever tried Vegemite?" Pyro asked, his eyes gleaming.
Gambit, who was sitting on her other side said, "Pyro, dun go poisonin' the belle before the mission."
Pyro glared at Gambit, "Just because you don't like vegemite, doesn't mean it's poison. I've eaten it all my life and I'm fine."
"That's a matter of opinion." Smirked Gambit who had pulled out a fresh deck of cards, and began idly shuffling them.
Pyro glared at Gambit again, just as Multiple began to lift the velocity out of its hanger. "Anyway, Vegemite is a sandwich spread that they only sell in Australia. Not many people like it much here; I just had the jingle in my head."
Kitty nodded silently. Nightcrawler was sitting in the co-pilots seat, while Lance was sitting in the seat behind her, being broody.
The helicopter was now speeding towards its destination, and in a few minutes, it was time for Nightcrawler to teleport herself and Gambit onto the roof, then Pyro and Avalanche outside the kitchen.
Nightcrawler tapped her on the shoulder, "Are you sure you wanna do this, Remy could get in and out by himself if you want out."
"No I'm fine, really"
Nightcrawler smiled, showing his devilish fangs, "Ok, let's go," Gambit placed a hand on Nightcrawler's shoulder and suddenly they were on the roof of the building, just as planned. Nightcrawler teleported away instantly, and the Velocity sped away an instant later. That was an important point of the plan, if people noticed that a huge black helicopter was hovering over a building, they were bound to get suspicious.
"Well, now we wait." Kitty said softly to Gambit who was scanning the roof. No one else was on here, and there were no helicopters, but it was a precautionary tactic. Gambit had a lot of those.
"Yeah, we wait," He muttered offhandedly, as though he wasn't really listening at all.
Kitty began to walk around the building, vaguely examining her surroundings, "So, what's the deal with you and Rogue?"
She heard turn around to face her, so she looked back at him. It was hard to see his face in the dark, but his luminescent red eyes glowed like two freaky hovering lasers.
"Nothin'," He said offhandedly.
Kitty scoffed, "Now that's a lie Swamp rat." She called him by a nickname that she'd heard Rogue call him the other day. "You like her don't you."
"I tink she be a belle fille,"
"Yeah yeah whatever, I know you like her; otherwise you wouldn't be running around trying to touch the untouchable."
"Maybe I'm just doin that to make her feel like she isn't untouchable."
Kitty tilted her head, "Don't take offence to this, but you don't seem like the selfless type."
Remy shrugged, "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You make that decision."
"Listen, I don't really care what you want to do with Rogue, but I don't wanna see her hurt. I know I haven't been back long, but she was my room mate before, so we were pretty close. And I will come and get you if I find out you have nothing but honourable intentions for her."
The little red lasers turned off and on as he blinked at her. "The last thing I wanna do is hurt Rogue, petit "
Kitty opened her mouth to answer him, but the building moving underneath their feet followed by a loud and large explosion was their signal.
Gambit took a few steps closer to her, and held out his gloved hand. She took it and began to phase slowly through the floor.
***
Rogue turned her head up, where she saw the faintest glimpse of the tip of Angel's wing in the clouds, before it disappeared as quickly as it came.
~Good job Angel can't see a thing from down here~ She said through the Psychic link Jean had set up between her team.
~ Yo, there's a car pulling up on this side of the building,~ She heard Toads voice in her head.
~Yep, who's getting out of the car? ~ She asked back, sitting herself down on the edge of the pier. She had with her a tackle box and a fishing rod, and was disguised as a night fisherman. She wasn't the only one there, so she blended in well.
~ It looks like him, yeah; I'd recognise that snivelling face anywhere.~ Toad replied quickly.
She picked a prawn out of her pocket and attacked it to the hook. She then cast the line in and stared at the motionless water in front of her. ~ Keep an eye on him. Jubes, what are you seeing?~
~I'm seeing some Vietnam war vets hopping out of a really old Volvo. Oh my god, that suit is one of the ugliest I've ever seen--~
~Jubilee, darlin' focus~ Logan's voice interrupted her ramble on the state of the men's business suits.
~Right, sorry. As I said, two about 50ish, with bad fashion sense. Another girl, about your age Rogue, now I like what she's wearing…They're heading into the warehouse from my side~
~Good job Jubes ~ Angel said from above. ~I see the car too… Really old Volvo too~
~Oh don't you start~ Jean complained, ~My parents owned a Volvo,~
~Really? So did mine! Great cars!~ Bobby entered into the conversation.
~Focus people, the topic is not Volvos~ Logan growled
A few sheepish sorry's came from several members of the group.
~The Senator is in the building~ Toad said in a very bad impression of Elvis.
~That's my cue then~ Rogue muttered and focused on Kurt and his ability to teleport. Once she had it, she imagined herself inside the warehouse sitting on one of the rafters.
The next thing she knew, that's where she was. Directly below her were the men in bad suits, with the girl standing slightly behind them, hands behind her back, not really noticing anybody else there. And the Senator, with a brown-headed companion, who stood in the exact same posture as the girl.
~Toad, why didn't you tell me the Senator had a friend? ~
~I thought I did! ~
~Well you didn't, ~
~Jeez man, I'm sorry. Don't get your knickers in a knot~
~Shut up, they're talking. ~
***
"Dun make a sound," Gambit whispered into her ear as they made their way down the pitch dark corridor. Though it was a bit hard to see why, as there were fire alarms sounding continuously.
Shadowcat had her hand on Gambit's shoulder, as he was the only one who could see that well in the dark. Soon they were at the end of the hallway. Gambit pressed himself up against the wall beside the door, so that if the door was to open, he would be out of site.
Shadowcat herself slowly pushed herself through the door, and checked the room to make sure that no one was inside. Just as the expected, no one was.
The laptop, which had been lying on the desk, open, let off a slight glow as it was working on its spare battery. She reached her hand through the door, and felt Gambit grab a hold of it. She then pulled him through. As soon as he was through, he walked over to the filing cabinets. He pulled on one, only to find it locked. Undeterred, he pulled a small black leather pouch from the pocket of his trench coat, pulled a small metal pick out, and began to work at the lock.
Though she found what Gambit did fascinating, she managed to tear her eyes away from him and onto the computer. It was already on, so that made her job a whole lot easier.
The Senator is getting lax with security I see She thought to herself as she opened up the search box. Her fingers began to type madly as she began searching and overriding at a mad pace. All the practise she had gotten in the computer room Kurt had shown her was proving useful.
She opened up the Senator's employment files, just as she heard Remy let out a long hiss. She turned to look at him. He was holding a red folder as if it were gold.
"Got everyt'in' we need here. Lets go," Gambit closed the filing cabinet, making sure to set them to auto lock on close.
"Just wait a bit. I just want to have a look through here." She said quietly, not really noticing what she was saying as she typed and read at a superhuman speed.
They employment list was quite long for and she was scanning it very quickly, however something caught her eye so she went back and reread it all. Name by Name.
That was when she noticed it, after "Reid, Emily" was "Summers, Scott."
"Shadowcat, we have t' go, Pyro has t' get out of dere quick an' if ya don't hurry up, t'ings could get ugly." Gambit tapped her on the shoulder.
She waved a hand at him dismissively, "Find me a floppy disk quickly."
He pulled one out of his pocket and handed it to her. She grabbed it and slotted it into the drive. Then began saving all of "Summers, Scott"'s details onto the disk. "Ya were supposed t' bring one chère,"
"Sorry, left it in my other uniform,"
"Ya dun have another uniform."
"Just shut up Remy, I've found something."
"Well why din' ya say dat?"
"I just did!" The file finished downloading, and she popped the disk out quickly. Gambit grabbed it and placed it back in the pocket of his coat. Then grabbed Kitty's hand as she ran back out through the door.
***
Disclaimer: If they belonged to me, I wouldn't be sitting here at my computer, making up little stories about these characters would I… Or maybe I would… All I know Is I'd be making a whole lot of money… something I'm strapped for these days.
A/N: Okies, there is a little bit of Romy-related-ness for all you rabid fans out there. Not big… but I figure it should make you review at least… even if it's to say, "that was totally stupid, why didn't they kiss or something?" and my answer to you lot is… bite me…
Yeah, thanks to all the reviewers, who I can't be bothered to name right now. But you are in my mind… Be happy with that… Sorry.. am in a very titchy mood right now… Dad being all mean and overbearing, how would you feel?