Chapter... um, I think it's 5. Not sure, though.
Bobby's Walk
Disclaimer: I really hate these things. Okay, I own Jessy, blah blah blah. I'm gonna try to finish all this crap up in the next two chapters, if that's possible, with an epilogue, and then start on the next part. For all those of you patiently waiting and reviewing, thank you so much. You don't know what it means to me.
*look to the bottom
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Jessy made it back to New York City well after midnight. Her clothes were ripped and soiled, and her duffel bag was missing a strap. She was exhausted, and she trudged to her dingy apartment, not noticing anything or anyone in her path.
"Hey baby, got the time?" some freak said from behind her.
"Not tonight, I don't." she replied.
The freak started to follow her and grabbed her arm, saying, "Oh no, you're not getting away that easily."
Though she was exhausted, Jessy used her power to slow down time and walk away.
"I think I am."
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The X-Men, after recovering from their shock, had decided to drive into New York anyway and stay until they found the girl. So, they had rented three rooms in the Plaza Hotel.
In the room he was sharing with Scott (Logan had weird sleeping patterns, and none of the others wanted to risk sleeping in the same room as him), Bobby slid under the covers in his t-shirt and boxers. He sat for a moment, thinking about the girl and wondering why she had been so scared. His brain immediately answered, 'of course she was scared. She's a female mutant and she lives in New York. She's already got two strikes against her.'
He changed his line of thought and lay down, resting his head against the soft pillow. He instead wondered what the other X-Men were doing with them on a leave of absence. No doubt St. John was rifling through his personal stuff right now, looking for what to sell to the girls and what to keep in his personal "blackmail collection", as Bobby liked to call it.
He collected the comforter around him and bet that the girl didn't have anything near so nice to go back to.
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And on that point, Bobby Drake was right.
Jessy finally walked through the front door of her rat-trap at 1:30 and kicked the door shut, the lock immediately putting itself on as it always had. She half-walked half-shambled as she pulled off all but her dark green undergarments and slid onto the couch/bed that had come with the apartment.
She reached over one side and pulled an old quilt she had brought from her home in Milwaukee and snuggled into it, reveling in the memories that it brought her. Before she'd been kicked out by parents who were too afraid to try to understand their daughter's mutation. She wondered what they'd do when they found out... She shook her head and let the thought go (after all, can't give away the plot, can I?). Instead, she thought of how she would skate with other people tomorrow. It was a week until Christmas and she loved the cheer in the air. Maybe she could pretend she had someone to buy a Christmas present for too.*
She fell asleep thinking of the summer nights she'd slept on the back porch wrapped in this very quilt, watching the stars and the occasional meteor shower.
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Bobby was the first of the X-Men to wake up the next morning, as he found after checking on the others. He was hoping that Rogue would be awake to go for a walk with him.
Being alone, however, did not daunt Bobby Drake. So, after getting dressed and taping a note to Scott's visor (where he was sure to find it ^_^), Bobby walked out onto the crowded streets of the city.
As he passed the Rockefeller Center, along with the normal skaters, he saw someone he knew and grinned. He walked over to where she was about to pass and jumped onto the ice, gliding with his shoes.
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At the last moment, however, Jessy didn't see Bobby, doing a twirl, and rammed straight into him, knocking both of them to the ice.
When she got up, Jessy was apologizing profusely. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to run into you like that..."
Then she saw who it was, and sighed, exclaiming, "What is it with you people! You can't do anything to me, we're in the middle of an ice rink."
She was about to skate off, but Bobby stepped in front of her and grabbed both of her arms. He leaned forward until his nose was almost touching hers and whispered, "I'm not going to do anything to you, and neither are any of the others. We want to help you. I'm a mutant like you." He said the last part so quietly that no one could hear him but Jessy.
Jessy's eyes widened. "Are you serious?" she asked.
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Bobby smiled. "Yes. Now, shall we skate, madam?" He asked, holding an arm out for her.
She didn't take his arm, after all, how did she know if he really had powers? Plus...
"You're not wearing skates." she said, pointing to his sneakers.
"Oh. So I'm not. Well, I'll give you a free sample of my power." He said, smiling still. He hid his feet from the other people behind her and bent down to touch his shoes. Suddenly they were covered in ice that had been formed to looked like skates.
"Wow."
"Yeah, I know. Not as impressive as your power, but it's handy."
They skated away together, arm-in-arm, everyone they passed commenting on how sweet it was.
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Scott woke up and noticed that his vision was blurred. He felt the visor that he always wore when he slept, and pulled a note taped to it off. It was from Bobby.
Scott,
Went out for a walk to look for the girl. Be in with results later.
Bobby
Scott shook his head. Kids. Idealistic little shits. He sighed and got up to get dressed, then woke up the girls. Might as well let Logan just sleep.
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Ten minutes later, the three left the plaza, checking out and taking their stuff back to the cars. Then, they decided to walk around a bit and look for Bobby.
Finding Bobby was relatively easy. Rogue suggested that he might be anywhere where there was ice, and the rink immediately came to Scott's mind.
And, by some act of L-sama, he was there. Scott smiled and noticed that he was with a girl who kissed him and skated away quickly, daring him to race.
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*If you've read my bio, you realize that I don't celebrate Christmas, but why take that into matters? It kinda fits in with the storyline.
Okay. What's going to happen? If I knew, I wouldn't have stopped here. Good night, ladies and gentlemen, and please, no more threats on my life with Wolvie. I get enough from him myself for the jailbait cracks.
Bobby's Walk
Disclaimer: I really hate these things. Okay, I own Jessy, blah blah blah. I'm gonna try to finish all this crap up in the next two chapters, if that's possible, with an epilogue, and then start on the next part. For all those of you patiently waiting and reviewing, thank you so much. You don't know what it means to me.
*look to the bottom
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Jessy made it back to New York City well after midnight. Her clothes were ripped and soiled, and her duffel bag was missing a strap. She was exhausted, and she trudged to her dingy apartment, not noticing anything or anyone in her path.
"Hey baby, got the time?" some freak said from behind her.
"Not tonight, I don't." she replied.
The freak started to follow her and grabbed her arm, saying, "Oh no, you're not getting away that easily."
Though she was exhausted, Jessy used her power to slow down time and walk away.
"I think I am."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The X-Men, after recovering from their shock, had decided to drive into New York anyway and stay until they found the girl. So, they had rented three rooms in the Plaza Hotel.
In the room he was sharing with Scott (Logan had weird sleeping patterns, and none of the others wanted to risk sleeping in the same room as him), Bobby slid under the covers in his t-shirt and boxers. He sat for a moment, thinking about the girl and wondering why she had been so scared. His brain immediately answered, 'of course she was scared. She's a female mutant and she lives in New York. She's already got two strikes against her.'
He changed his line of thought and lay down, resting his head against the soft pillow. He instead wondered what the other X-Men were doing with them on a leave of absence. No doubt St. John was rifling through his personal stuff right now, looking for what to sell to the girls and what to keep in his personal "blackmail collection", as Bobby liked to call it.
He collected the comforter around him and bet that the girl didn't have anything near so nice to go back to.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And on that point, Bobby Drake was right.
Jessy finally walked through the front door of her rat-trap at 1:30 and kicked the door shut, the lock immediately putting itself on as it always had. She half-walked half-shambled as she pulled off all but her dark green undergarments and slid onto the couch/bed that had come with the apartment.
She reached over one side and pulled an old quilt she had brought from her home in Milwaukee and snuggled into it, reveling in the memories that it brought her. Before she'd been kicked out by parents who were too afraid to try to understand their daughter's mutation. She wondered what they'd do when they found out... She shook her head and let the thought go (after all, can't give away the plot, can I?). Instead, she thought of how she would skate with other people tomorrow. It was a week until Christmas and she loved the cheer in the air. Maybe she could pretend she had someone to buy a Christmas present for too.*
She fell asleep thinking of the summer nights she'd slept on the back porch wrapped in this very quilt, watching the stars and the occasional meteor shower.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Bobby was the first of the X-Men to wake up the next morning, as he found after checking on the others. He was hoping that Rogue would be awake to go for a walk with him.
Being alone, however, did not daunt Bobby Drake. So, after getting dressed and taping a note to Scott's visor (where he was sure to find it ^_^), Bobby walked out onto the crowded streets of the city.
As he passed the Rockefeller Center, along with the normal skaters, he saw someone he knew and grinned. He walked over to where she was about to pass and jumped onto the ice, gliding with his shoes.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
At the last moment, however, Jessy didn't see Bobby, doing a twirl, and rammed straight into him, knocking both of them to the ice.
When she got up, Jessy was apologizing profusely. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to run into you like that..."
Then she saw who it was, and sighed, exclaiming, "What is it with you people! You can't do anything to me, we're in the middle of an ice rink."
She was about to skate off, but Bobby stepped in front of her and grabbed both of her arms. He leaned forward until his nose was almost touching hers and whispered, "I'm not going to do anything to you, and neither are any of the others. We want to help you. I'm a mutant like you." He said the last part so quietly that no one could hear him but Jessy.
Jessy's eyes widened. "Are you serious?" she asked.
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Bobby smiled. "Yes. Now, shall we skate, madam?" He asked, holding an arm out for her.
She didn't take his arm, after all, how did she know if he really had powers? Plus...
"You're not wearing skates." she said, pointing to his sneakers.
"Oh. So I'm not. Well, I'll give you a free sample of my power." He said, smiling still. He hid his feet from the other people behind her and bent down to touch his shoes. Suddenly they were covered in ice that had been formed to looked like skates.
"Wow."
"Yeah, I know. Not as impressive as your power, but it's handy."
They skated away together, arm-in-arm, everyone they passed commenting on how sweet it was.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Scott woke up and noticed that his vision was blurred. He felt the visor that he always wore when he slept, and pulled a note taped to it off. It was from Bobby.
Scott,
Went out for a walk to look for the girl. Be in with results later.
Bobby
Scott shook his head. Kids. Idealistic little shits. He sighed and got up to get dressed, then woke up the girls. Might as well let Logan just sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ten minutes later, the three left the plaza, checking out and taking their stuff back to the cars. Then, they decided to walk around a bit and look for Bobby.
Finding Bobby was relatively easy. Rogue suggested that he might be anywhere where there was ice, and the rink immediately came to Scott's mind.
And, by some act of L-sama, he was there. Scott smiled and noticed that he was with a girl who kissed him and skated away quickly, daring him to race.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
*If you've read my bio, you realize that I don't celebrate Christmas, but why take that into matters? It kinda fits in with the storyline.
Okay. What's going to happen? If I knew, I wouldn't have stopped here. Good night, ladies and gentlemen, and please, no more threats on my life with Wolvie. I get enough from him myself for the jailbait cracks.