The Experiment: Epilogue
A/N: This is the end of the story here. No sequels as far as I can tell, and I want to thank everyone who reviewed. Please review.
Disclaimer: For the final time, I don't own X-Men, or it's characters just mine.
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~Meghan's POV~
"Hi, Jean, is Remy, Allison, and Warren there?" I ask politely.
It's been over a year since I got away from the feds.
I'm fully recovered, and am home-schooled, so nobody knows that I'm a mutant.
My adoptive parents are wonderful and supportive, members of the pro-mutant group that Jim is in.
That's how I ended up with them, and I'm grateful for that. Jim recommended them to Fred, and he called them.
"Hey, chere! Happy birthday! How's it going up North?" Remy says, apparently on speakerphone from how far away his voice sounds.
"Great Remy! A little cold, but I'm used to it by now, and I haven't heard a peep about the feds ever since I got here." I say happily.
"Talking about feds, Fred Duncan is still giving as much information as he can about their mutant activities, which is really helping us out." Warren comments.
"That's great, and how's your training to be X-Men coming along?" I ask eagerly, hoping that they're doing well with that without me.
"Great, Scott says that as soon as we graduate from the school, we can become members. Of course, that's still a year away." Allison sadly comments.
"Don't worry about it, you'll make Scott regret his decision when you join the team." I say with a laugh, picturing it.
"What are you going to do after you graduate?" Warren asks.
"I'm going to help out the mutant underground, and help the pro-mutant groups get together. There are already plans to lobby against anti-mutant laws, and I think that if they get together, they really can change the government." I say with a lot of feeling.
"Well, good luck, and happy birthday." Allison says, and the others do the same thing.
"I'll call you when I'm not busy, and thanks for the gifts." I say, hanging up.
I walk back to my adoptive family: "how's the gang doing?" Dad asks, putting my birthday gifts down on the table.
"Great, they say that they're going to graduate next year," I say happily, sitting down at my spot at the table, with my favorite dinner in front of me.
"That's wonderful, and I bet they have big plans after they graduate," mom says happily.
"Yeah, they do," I say with a mysterious grin.
I never told my adoptive parents about the X-Men, even if they're mutant supporters, I just think that they already know about it on the news, and that's good enough for me.
Dinner went fine, and then came the presents. I eagerly opened the wrapped gifts to see that I got a video game system, and my own phone including phone line, long distance.
"So you can call your friends more often," my mom explains, gesturing to the phone.
I hug them, thanking them both.
Then, I reach for the gifts from my friends.
After the party, I go back to my room, looking out the bay window, absently twirling the silver chain necklace with an angel on the end of it.
I smile; Warren couldn't get me anything better.
Remy's gift is thoughtful, too, a card with everyone from the schools personal messages on it, and Fred's thanking me for telling him what he was doing wrong.
The one I like most is Allison's.
It's simple, but it's the best gift I ever got.
It's in a plain wooden frame, and inside is a photograph of the others and me standing in front of the school, a few days before my life changed forever again.
I smile as I place it gently on my nightstand.
I'll never forget those days.
When we just stopped being runaways, and our lives have found a comfortable niche, and a place to call a sanctuary.
Too bad it's so far away from each other.
The last rays of the sun come into the room, and glint off the angel.
I now found a place to call home.
And I can spread my wings like the angel
and fly.
The End
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A/N: Thanks again for everyone who reviewed, and please keep on reviewing.
A/N: This is the end of the story here. No sequels as far as I can tell, and I want to thank everyone who reviewed. Please review.
Disclaimer: For the final time, I don't own X-Men, or it's characters just mine.
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~Meghan's POV~
"Hi, Jean, is Remy, Allison, and Warren there?" I ask politely.
It's been over a year since I got away from the feds.
I'm fully recovered, and am home-schooled, so nobody knows that I'm a mutant.
My adoptive parents are wonderful and supportive, members of the pro-mutant group that Jim is in.
That's how I ended up with them, and I'm grateful for that. Jim recommended them to Fred, and he called them.
"Hey, chere! Happy birthday! How's it going up North?" Remy says, apparently on speakerphone from how far away his voice sounds.
"Great Remy! A little cold, but I'm used to it by now, and I haven't heard a peep about the feds ever since I got here." I say happily.
"Talking about feds, Fred Duncan is still giving as much information as he can about their mutant activities, which is really helping us out." Warren comments.
"That's great, and how's your training to be X-Men coming along?" I ask eagerly, hoping that they're doing well with that without me.
"Great, Scott says that as soon as we graduate from the school, we can become members. Of course, that's still a year away." Allison sadly comments.
"Don't worry about it, you'll make Scott regret his decision when you join the team." I say with a laugh, picturing it.
"What are you going to do after you graduate?" Warren asks.
"I'm going to help out the mutant underground, and help the pro-mutant groups get together. There are already plans to lobby against anti-mutant laws, and I think that if they get together, they really can change the government." I say with a lot of feeling.
"Well, good luck, and happy birthday." Allison says, and the others do the same thing.
"I'll call you when I'm not busy, and thanks for the gifts." I say, hanging up.
I walk back to my adoptive family: "how's the gang doing?" Dad asks, putting my birthday gifts down on the table.
"Great, they say that they're going to graduate next year," I say happily, sitting down at my spot at the table, with my favorite dinner in front of me.
"That's wonderful, and I bet they have big plans after they graduate," mom says happily.
"Yeah, they do," I say with a mysterious grin.
I never told my adoptive parents about the X-Men, even if they're mutant supporters, I just think that they already know about it on the news, and that's good enough for me.
Dinner went fine, and then came the presents. I eagerly opened the wrapped gifts to see that I got a video game system, and my own phone including phone line, long distance.
"So you can call your friends more often," my mom explains, gesturing to the phone.
I hug them, thanking them both.
Then, I reach for the gifts from my friends.
After the party, I go back to my room, looking out the bay window, absently twirling the silver chain necklace with an angel on the end of it.
I smile; Warren couldn't get me anything better.
Remy's gift is thoughtful, too, a card with everyone from the schools personal messages on it, and Fred's thanking me for telling him what he was doing wrong.
The one I like most is Allison's.
It's simple, but it's the best gift I ever got.
It's in a plain wooden frame, and inside is a photograph of the others and me standing in front of the school, a few days before my life changed forever again.
I smile as I place it gently on my nightstand.
I'll never forget those days.
When we just stopped being runaways, and our lives have found a comfortable niche, and a place to call a sanctuary.
Too bad it's so far away from each other.
The last rays of the sun come into the room, and glint off the angel.
I now found a place to call home.
And I can spread my wings like the angel
and fly.
The End
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A/N: Thanks again for everyone who reviewed, and please keep on reviewing.