NOTE: Okay, I realize I have been very very bad..it's taken me forever to
write these chapters because I've been on vacation, and every time I even
go NEAR the computer, my parents want me to spend "time" with them. But Í"m
sorry! I want to thank all my faithful readers and reviewers for giving me
the kick in the butt I needed in order to finish these last few chapters of
"crossfire." I think I've taken so long, because I've been working on
another new Kietro fic called "All mixed up" that should be up on
fanfic.net in a few weeks. Thanks again everybody, and happy new year!
Rogue sat at the table, wondering why her eyes kept finding Bobby's, during one of the rare times when everyone, with the exception of Kitty and Pietro, were eating lunch together. Really this was too stupid. Why was she avoiding him and feeling immensely uncomfortable when Bobby was staring calmly at her, his brilliant blue eyes almost laughing? I'm going to finish my food and go upstairs and find something useful to do, Rogue said, trying her hardest to avert her eyes. To no avail. For some reason, she felt herself looking up at every occasion. Damn him.
"Oh by the way, a phone call came for you Bobby while you were out," Dr. Grey said with a smile.
"Really? From who?"
"A girl named Cathy, she wants you to call her back." Rogue gritted her teeth, at the way everyone winked suggestively at Bobby who merely laughed. Cathy? Who was Cathy? An old girlfriend? A new one?
"Are you okay Rogue, you look like you want to kill that meatloaf," Kurt pointed out, at the way Rogue was digging her fork into her food.
"I'm fine," Rogue said through clenched teeth. Bobby raised an eyebrow at her.
"Okay everyone, I made dessert, I hope you all like it," Laura interrupted the tense silence with a saccharine-coated smile. "It's peach cobbler. You're favorite, Lance."
Rogue muffled a laugh as Jubilee rolled her eyes and muttered something indistinguishable under her breath. Lance looked over at her, his eyes trying to catch Jubilee's gaze with little success. Rogue felt a little sorry for him. How do you say your sorry to someone after you've messed up?
Wait a second, I didn't mess up, he did, Rogue reminded herself staunchly. But now that she thought about it, she wasn't even mad anymore. In fact, she couldn't remember why she had been angry in the first place. What she wanted more than anything was to make up with Bobby, and have him speaking to her again. If only she hadn't been so darn stubborn!
Rogue looked forlornly into her hopelessly demolished meatloaf, wondering if she could just quickly drop an apology note in Bobby's room and make a run for it, or if she'd have to go through the embarrassing, and ego-bruising process of apologizing to him in person. Rogue half-heartedly picked up her fork and decided to try some of the peach-cobbler. Almost immediately she wished she hadn't.
Bobby began coughing and Logan manfully hid a grimace. Jubilee choked almost at the same time as Lance and they both reached for the pitcher of water.
"Here, take it," Lance gasped. Jubilee jumped back as if struck by lightening when her fingers brushed against his.
"No, I'm fine," Jubilee managed stiffly, while trying to swallow the mouthful of cobbler. Rogue rolled her eyes. Talk about immature.
"How is it?" Laura demanded.
"It's..uh, different," Lance said weakly, his eyes still on Jubilee.
"Well I added my own secret ingredient," Laura said haughtily.
"What? Cyanide?" Jubilee muttered.
Kurt chuckled but turned into a nervous cough at Laura's icy glare.
"Does anyone want seconds?" Laura asked snootily.
"No!" Logan practically yelled, holding up a hand. "Uh, what I meant was, NO I think I'm gonna hurl chunks," Logan amended, and then stopped. "Wait, uh, as in, never mind," Logan finally muttered cowering slightly under Dr. Grey's disapproving look.
"Well, good, then Lancey can have it all to himself," Laura cooed, repacking the pie and putting into the fridge.
"Lucky you," Bobby commented to a dismayed Lance, as he tried to hide a smirk that only Rogue caught. But as he looked up, his eyes cooled slightly as they slid over her. Rogue swallowed hard and looked away.
At that moment Laura walked over and draped her arms around Lance's neck. Rogue watched Jubilee's eyes begin to glisten. "Excuse me," Jubilee whispered, and slid out of her seat and fled the kitchen. Logan glared hard at Lance whose eyes watched Jubilee go much to the fury of Laura, whose lips were pursed tight.
Bobby got up to go as well, and Rogue held her breath and followed him out. This was it. "Bobby?" Rogue ventured hesitantly when they had reached the top of the stairs. Bobby stopped and faced her.
"Yeah?" Bobby said, his eyes searching hers.
Rogue bit her lip, her heart racing furiously. "Um...I just wanted to say that."
"That?" Bobby prompted gently.
"Uh, you...your shoelace is untied," Rogue blurted out. Bobby let out a groan and turned his back to her. "No, um, wait that isn't what I wanted to say," Rogue said desperately. Bobby turned back around, his arms crossed in front of his chest.
"What do you want to tell me Rogue? That somehow I screwed up again? Well, sorry, I guess I couldn't get through all your defenses...but I gave it my best," Bobby said, throwing up his hands.
"I know, and it worked," Rogue replied, her eyes shining.
"And I...what?!" Bobby said bewildered.
"It worked," Rogue said and fell into his open arms.
"Good, because I was this close to throwing in the towel," Bobby whispered into her hair.
"Oh, Bobby just one more thing?" Rogue said seriously, as she tucked her head under his chin.
"Yes?" Bobby said tenderly.
"Who's Cathy?" Rogue asked. Bobby groaned, and Rogue laughed. "Just kidding."
Rogue sat at the table, wondering why her eyes kept finding Bobby's, during one of the rare times when everyone, with the exception of Kitty and Pietro, were eating lunch together. Really this was too stupid. Why was she avoiding him and feeling immensely uncomfortable when Bobby was staring calmly at her, his brilliant blue eyes almost laughing? I'm going to finish my food and go upstairs and find something useful to do, Rogue said, trying her hardest to avert her eyes. To no avail. For some reason, she felt herself looking up at every occasion. Damn him.
"Oh by the way, a phone call came for you Bobby while you were out," Dr. Grey said with a smile.
"Really? From who?"
"A girl named Cathy, she wants you to call her back." Rogue gritted her teeth, at the way everyone winked suggestively at Bobby who merely laughed. Cathy? Who was Cathy? An old girlfriend? A new one?
"Are you okay Rogue, you look like you want to kill that meatloaf," Kurt pointed out, at the way Rogue was digging her fork into her food.
"I'm fine," Rogue said through clenched teeth. Bobby raised an eyebrow at her.
"Okay everyone, I made dessert, I hope you all like it," Laura interrupted the tense silence with a saccharine-coated smile. "It's peach cobbler. You're favorite, Lance."
Rogue muffled a laugh as Jubilee rolled her eyes and muttered something indistinguishable under her breath. Lance looked over at her, his eyes trying to catch Jubilee's gaze with little success. Rogue felt a little sorry for him. How do you say your sorry to someone after you've messed up?
Wait a second, I didn't mess up, he did, Rogue reminded herself staunchly. But now that she thought about it, she wasn't even mad anymore. In fact, she couldn't remember why she had been angry in the first place. What she wanted more than anything was to make up with Bobby, and have him speaking to her again. If only she hadn't been so darn stubborn!
Rogue looked forlornly into her hopelessly demolished meatloaf, wondering if she could just quickly drop an apology note in Bobby's room and make a run for it, or if she'd have to go through the embarrassing, and ego-bruising process of apologizing to him in person. Rogue half-heartedly picked up her fork and decided to try some of the peach-cobbler. Almost immediately she wished she hadn't.
Bobby began coughing and Logan manfully hid a grimace. Jubilee choked almost at the same time as Lance and they both reached for the pitcher of water.
"Here, take it," Lance gasped. Jubilee jumped back as if struck by lightening when her fingers brushed against his.
"No, I'm fine," Jubilee managed stiffly, while trying to swallow the mouthful of cobbler. Rogue rolled her eyes. Talk about immature.
"How is it?" Laura demanded.
"It's..uh, different," Lance said weakly, his eyes still on Jubilee.
"Well I added my own secret ingredient," Laura said haughtily.
"What? Cyanide?" Jubilee muttered.
Kurt chuckled but turned into a nervous cough at Laura's icy glare.
"Does anyone want seconds?" Laura asked snootily.
"No!" Logan practically yelled, holding up a hand. "Uh, what I meant was, NO I think I'm gonna hurl chunks," Logan amended, and then stopped. "Wait, uh, as in, never mind," Logan finally muttered cowering slightly under Dr. Grey's disapproving look.
"Well, good, then Lancey can have it all to himself," Laura cooed, repacking the pie and putting into the fridge.
"Lucky you," Bobby commented to a dismayed Lance, as he tried to hide a smirk that only Rogue caught. But as he looked up, his eyes cooled slightly as they slid over her. Rogue swallowed hard and looked away.
At that moment Laura walked over and draped her arms around Lance's neck. Rogue watched Jubilee's eyes begin to glisten. "Excuse me," Jubilee whispered, and slid out of her seat and fled the kitchen. Logan glared hard at Lance whose eyes watched Jubilee go much to the fury of Laura, whose lips were pursed tight.
Bobby got up to go as well, and Rogue held her breath and followed him out. This was it. "Bobby?" Rogue ventured hesitantly when they had reached the top of the stairs. Bobby stopped and faced her.
"Yeah?" Bobby said, his eyes searching hers.
Rogue bit her lip, her heart racing furiously. "Um...I just wanted to say that."
"That?" Bobby prompted gently.
"Uh, you...your shoelace is untied," Rogue blurted out. Bobby let out a groan and turned his back to her. "No, um, wait that isn't what I wanted to say," Rogue said desperately. Bobby turned back around, his arms crossed in front of his chest.
"What do you want to tell me Rogue? That somehow I screwed up again? Well, sorry, I guess I couldn't get through all your defenses...but I gave it my best," Bobby said, throwing up his hands.
"I know, and it worked," Rogue replied, her eyes shining.
"And I...what?!" Bobby said bewildered.
"It worked," Rogue said and fell into his open arms.
"Good, because I was this close to throwing in the towel," Bobby whispered into her hair.
"Oh, Bobby just one more thing?" Rogue said seriously, as she tucked her head under his chin.
"Yes?" Bobby said tenderly.
"Who's Cathy?" Rogue asked. Bobby groaned, and Rogue laughed. "Just kidding."