Yet another chapter! Enjoy! =) Oh yes, I must announce something: I am one of the few persons on the planet who can spell "Rogue!" Clap for moi! ;) Um, rogue goes by both Kate and Marie. In this universe, I call her Kate. ;)

Chapter 9: Rescue
Warning: Extreme cheesy/waffy/sappy/cliche feelings inside. ;)
PG13 for a very..hormone enraged Cajun and elf. =P
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"I don't see him."
"Then just keep looking." Logan, Scott, and Rogue were in the Blackbird over the edge of Colorado. The sun was just beginning to rise, which meant it was already morning back in New York. Kurt's signal had last been heard near this way, but there was no sign of him.
"All ah see is that stupid Hewlett-Packard plant way over there." Rogue pointed to the building several miles away.
"Charles said he'd be here, so let's go to the ground and search." Logan landed the jet far enough out where people wouldn't see it, and they split up.
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"I just can't vait to have some of my coffee again."
"And Remy's lookin forward to aving a real bed." The two boys had stopped in the field, and were on their backs letting the rising sun warm their tattered bodies.
"I thought you said you veren't gonna stay at the institute."
"I'm not- I jus want a bed for a few nights. Dat's all."
"Bet you five bucks you stay." Kurt glanced over, but winced when his foot hit a stone. Remy pulled out his harmonica again and began playing a song. Kurt listened for a while, trying to recognize it.
"Vhat's that?"
"Some French song. It was Jubes' favorite one." His eyes got a little glossy when he said her name.
"Vhat's up? You seem all different lately. Like you've seen a ghost."
"I belive I ave." He kept playing the song quietly, as a last memory for Jubilee.


"Logan, ah found some tracks! And there's one that looks like it had four legs." This immediately caught the attention of the other two male partners. In a second, they were back on the jet and following the faded footprints.
"Seems like the Elf's got some sort of friend with him. Smells different." Logan had smelled the air while hanging out of the bottom of the plane. They moved slowly, careful not to miss him in the tall waving grass.


"Kurt, you asleep?" Remy sat up to look at his friend. Sure enough, he was out cold. "You could ave at least listened to de whole song." He noticed a small breeze brush past them, and leave in an instant. Not a natural breeze. He stood up suddenly and looked for its source.

"ello? Who's out dere?!" Then, his ears picked up a small roaring. Kurt was up in an instant too. His ears pricked, like a cat's, toward the sky.
"You hear dat?" They searched the clouds.
"It almost sounds like.."
"The jet!" Over the distant hill, the blackbird rose like an ancient god from the earth. It's engines roaring, it floated toward them.
"LOGAN! Over here!" Kurt jumped up and down on one foot frantically. Remy did the same.

"I see them!" A pair of red figures came into the vision of Scott's visor.
The jet circled overhead, and went over about a hundred feet to land in the grass.
"Dat is like an army jet! How did you get someting like dat?"
"I don't know vhat the Professor does to get this stuff. But I don't think I've ever seen anything quite so beautiful!"

Both boys broke into a run- well, a limping run in Kurt's case- toward the hunk of black metal. Rogue was the first one to leap out of the jet, even before it had completely landed.
"Kurt, ah am never gonna forgive you for givin me such a heart attack!" Scott followed close behind as Logan shut off the engines. She jogged toward her 'adopted' little brother and hugged him tightly while hitting him at the same time. Scott came up and began giving him a speech that sounding like something coming from Storm or Charles. They were all so hyper and laughing that they completely forgot about Remy, who stood nearby rather awkwardly.

"Mein Gott, I forgot! Everyone, this is Gambit! Or, Remy LeBeau." Rogue and Scott froze, staring at him for some time. He sat still, nervous at their reaction.
"Eh..Bonjour?" Rogue's eyes stared like cold daggers.
"Aren't you the guy who killed that Daniel person?" Remy and Kurt stood stupidly.
"Who's dis Daniel?"
"Kurt, how could you be safe with someone like him?" She had her hands on his shoulders and pulled him back slightly. He quickly pulled away from her and limped over to Remy's side.
"Vhat are you talking about, he wouldn't hurt anyone! Except, perhaps pick a vallet every once in a vhile.. vould you?" Remy was in absolute disbelief at what was happening.
"I don't know anyone named Daniel or Danny or anyting!" By now, Logan had come up and saw the two groups parted and narrowing their eyes at each other.

"What's this?! We just found Kurt and you all are already fighting? Kurt, you must have some serious personality issues." He joked, but no one even paid attention.
"It's not Kurt, it's him." Rogue emphasized the word 'him'. Logan gave Scott 'The Look', and he took charge.

"Okay, let's not judge before we know, right Rogue?" Scott smiled at her, still warning her to drop it.
"Fine.. but ah don't trust him." Everyone tried to calm down as they patted Kurt's back and said they were glad to have him home again. Scott even shook Remy's hand.
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"Professor, do you like, think they found him?" Kitty and Jean were cleaning the few breakfast plates that morning. Charles tried to hide his expression, but it's hard to not look happy after recieving Logan's phone call. Kitty noticed him smiling slightly.
"They did?!" She held her hands to her mouth hopefully. He smiled and shrugged. "Oh my god! Ororo, Jean! Evan! They found Kurt! Oh my god!" All of the kids began laughing and becoming excited, while Ororo and Charles watched.
"I thank God that they found him. I was worried about the children." Kitty happily ran up and hugged Storm, followed by the Professor. Ororo smiled deeply, knowing one of 'her' children was coming home.
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"..And you'll see the helicopter/plane thing, and the pool, and the big screen..." Kurt and Remy were happily talking in the back, while Logan and Scott flew the plane. Rogue simply sat and stared angrily at the Cajun.
"Rogue, vould you take a chill pill? I know Rem didn't do that."
"It was Mu-Tech." The other three people stared at them blankly, while Kurt and Remy grew silent and still for a while. Remy pulled out his harmonica and gently ran his fingers over it. Up in front, Scott turned to Logan.

"I get the feeling they went through something we don't know.." he whispered. Logan nodded silently.
"I'm sure Charles will deal with it."

"So.. you can have a nice warm bed!" Kurt smiled to cheer Remy up. He smiled after a few minutes.
"Yeah, a bed is jus what Remy needs." He turned in his seat with his feet on the one in front and hands behind his head, while smiling cooly at Rogue.
"So, chere, whereabouts could a beautiful flower like you be from?" He cocked his eye at her, which caught her off gaurd. She immediatly huffed and turned away from him annoyedly.

*Great, now we have two hormone-enraged Kurts in the house.*

"Kurt, if half de girls at dis Institute are like your 'sis', you couldn't beat me outta dere wit a stick."
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The blackbird landed on it's pad at about 10:00 that morning. Kitty, Evan, Jean, and the adults excitedly waited for their companion. When Kurt did limp off, he was shrouded in hugs and laughter. Kitty even came up and hugged him tightly, and both apologized for several minutes. After this long routine, the rest of the gang gathered around Remy, asking all sorts of questions.

"How can you guys act like you don't know what he did?" Rogue had her arms crossed, leaning against the plane away from the group.
"Like, what are you talking about?" Kitty was drooling over the new Cajun, while Kurt shot him warning glances from behind.
"You know? The newscast? When we saw Kurt on the news?"
"Yeah, we saw Kurt on there, but, like nothing on Remy." Rogue stared in disbelief. Did they all forget?! Or..

She glanced at the Professor, who smiled knowingly and shrugged.
"Great, he erased your memories." She said this to no one.

"So, young Remy, do you wish to stay for a while?" Storm watched him, chuckling at the sparkle in his eyes. He was, after all, a teenage boy surrounded by teenage girls who were just about to kiss the ground he walked on. Even Rogue was forgetting the news incident and was eyeing him slowly.

"Ooh, yeah." He flashed a smile.
"Lights out is at 9:00. That means everyone in their own rooms, isn't that right Kurt?" Kurt cringed at a previous incident- but that's another story. This dampened the Cajun's spirits.
"Sure, ok." He leaned toward Kurt. "We still ave de other 15 hours a day for fun." he said whispering.
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Life had returned to normal- well, if you can call that normal- at the mansion. Kurt's leg was :finally: in a cast, and he got to skip the last week of school during it's crucial healing point. Remy was taking home schooling to catch up, and to let the newscast information die off. Storm had her eyes on both of them, literally 24/7. Scott now considered Remy Enemy Number 1, due to Jean's particular interst in him. ;) Kitty was purely annoyed at Remy, after all she had enough trouble beating Kurt away all day let alone having a new Kurt Jr. around the house. Kurt and Remy were now the best of friends, and had taken to playing harmonicas together on warm afternoons.

They had not told anyone the identity of Mu-Tech. Professor X didn't pry either. Perhaps there are some things in life that he did not need to know...yet.

It was a warm and peaceful afternoon in early June. School had only ended two days before. Kurt had come with Remy to a cemetary, where he had asked to have a headstone placed for his friend. He now went there as often as possible, sometimes sitting with Kurt and talking about old times. They would even play a song or two in her memory.
"You think that little girl vill live long?" Kurt was referring to the small child that had been created from his dna.
"Don know. Jubes' kid looked almost 5 and she was happy and healthy. Maybe Krissy will live as long as us." Krissy was the nickname the two had given to her. Kurt knew he would never forget her, even though he had never touched her- only gazed at her though the glass for a few seconds. They had been walking back to the mansion, and were now walking through the door.

"Would that make me..well, am I still a, you know?" Kurt smiled hopefully at Remy.
"No, you actually have to do it to not be dat anymore."
"Vell, I'm getting there vith Kitty!" He began to play a few notes on the small harmonica Rem had given him.
"Yeah, she only yells at you 10 times a day. Now you only need to ge her to tolerate your presence in de same room and you'll be..no where near dere." Kurt frowned at the sad but simple truth.
"Ja, vell look who's talking? Rogue only tries to slap you 50 times a day."
"Eh, Remy likes a challenge." As if on cue, Rogue passed by them.
"Bonjour, Kate, mon chere!" He ducked from the book she attempted to throw at him.
"Gotta love her."

They laughed before heading toward Kurt's room.
"Ey, you remember dat speech you gave about everyting aving a purpose? Why do you tink we met?"
"You needed a friend, I needed someone to take the heat from Kitty." Remy cocked his eye at this before hearing her voice.

"WHY did I find this on my bed?!" Both boys turned to see her holding Logan's old boxers as far away from herself as possible. Attached to the rear was a picture of Remy with his tongue out.
"I shoud have not trusted you when you told me you wanted dat picture."

"YOU'RE GOING DOWN, CAJUN!" The two boys ran for their lives as Kitty followed behind.

Yes, life was normal.
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~Tikirz