Lies and secrets,

Lies and secrets, part four
By: Rogue8

Disclaimer: I own everybody Marvel doesn't. Marvel owns everything else. EVERYTHING! With all the money they've made off us they bought the universe! Run for your lives! Well, run for your lives after you read the story.
Author's note: Nobdy has a problem with Scott's death? Nobody? Not a one of you? Oh well.

Jean sat in her room, now just her room, crying. Scott was gone, and none could bring him back. Ororo pushed open the door and walked in, sitting wordlessly next to her friend, putting an arm around her.
It's just not right. We wanted a family so bad, and now he'll never even know Rachel. Jean sobbed.
It was three days after Scott's funeral. It had been a simple ceremony, just Scott's father, the x-men, and Jean's parents. Jean had sat in the front of the church, crying for her lost husband, and the child he would never see, never hold, never play with. He wouldn't see her walk, talk, wouldn't help her ride her first bike.
Jean looks up suddenly.
What is wrong? Ororo asks, concerned.
Jean turns to her friend with a bittersweet look on her face.
-3 hours later-
Hank emerged from the med-lab and smiled at the group gathered outside. A healthy baby girl.
They let out a collective sigh of relief. Hank leads Alex, Cable, and John in to see her, the others gathering around the small window to look in. Jean held Rachel close and cried, this time in happiness.
Aww! She's so cute! Jubilee said.
She looks just like Scott. Lorna said.
Jean offered Rachel for the guys to hold. Cable at first said no, then relented and held her gently with his flesh arm. He gives her back to Jean, and turns to leave. She says something to him as he leaves, and he nods his head, then walks silently past the others.
-two weeks later-
Britney answered the phone in the den.

I need to talk to Cable.

Domino. It's important.
Hold on a sec. She cupped her hand over the receiver.
Cable! Phone!
He walks into the room with a questioning look on his face. Who would be calling him?
Said her name's Domino.
He grabbed the phone, suppressing a grin. Dom? It's been a while.
This isn't a social call. Put on channel 7.

Just do it. I have to go.
Wait. where are you?
I'm on my way. She told him quickly, and hung up the phone.
He grabbed the remote and switched it to the channel she'd told him.
-due to recent violent activity, the president has reinstated the sentinel program.
The rest of the x-men began filtering in, looking at the screen, all of them knowing what it meant for them.
-the units are all expected to be operational within the next week, and dispatched in the next two weeks.
Everyone pack.
Why? What good will running do?
We have others to help. I'm not leaving any of you here. We go together. I want everyone ready to leave
tomorrow. Staying here isn't worth the risk. He said to the now fully assembled team.
We'll divide into three main groups. Jean, Seth, Serena, You're taking the children. Wolverine, I want Rogue, Beast, Iceman, Storm, Gambit, Nate, and Jubilee with you. John, Havoc, Polaris, Cannonball, Sandy and Britney, you're with me.
Jean admired how quickly he took control of the situation, like Scott would have. Wiping away a tear she walked quickly upstairs to pack.
-upstairs-
Rogue and Gambit stopped at the door to their room.
Wait. There's somebody there. Rogue told him, and slowly opened the door. Who's there?
A figure emerges from the shadows. It's a tall woman, with black hair and cat-like green eyes.

Rogue, I need your help. she steps closer and Rogue sees the child she's holding.
Who'd ya steal her from?! she demands.
I didn't take her, she's mine. I can't keep her. She gives her to Rogue and takes a step back. Her name's Melissa.
Ah can't- She begins to protest.
Gambit walks in. Chere? What be wrong?
she turns to look back at her, only to find her gone. She was here. Melissa reaches up her shall hand, setting it on Rogue's bare cheek. Nothing happens.

She...she can touch me! Rogue exclaimed in surprise.
-the next day-
The group assembled in the hanger, surrounded by bags holding their clothes, pictures, and notes and other little mementos from lost loves and parents.
Cable stepped to the front of the group and turned to face them.
Allright, people, listen up! he yelled. Jean, your group will be going with Domino. She's got a place where you'll be safe. Teams one and two will be doing some prep work. If we put any stock in the news, they should be up and running in a week. Let's move.
They climb aboard the Blackbird, not knowing that some of them will never be seen again.

So, what do you think? The next part will jump a few years. Any characters you want to see? Anybody you don't want back? I'm open to suggestion. E-mail me at firefly254@hotmail.com and tell me what you think.