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Chapter 8
Remy slept until about 2 o'clock in the afternoon and woke up still feeling like crap. He had had enough. Screw the X-Men he was going back, maybe Mags could help him, although probably not. He didn't care any more, the pain was getting stronger and all he wanted was familiar surroundings. That was it he was going to take evasive action!
He was going to find the way out of this hell hole and return to the out world!
Yes!
Nothing was going to stand in his way!
Now if he could only ignore the pain enough to stand upright.
Shit.
Remy went down for the count three steps from the bed. This was not going to be as easy as was first anticipated. But Remy would not be deterred that easily from his mission for freedom.
He fell against the wall. Who knew: movement would only aggravate his symptoms further?
By some grace of whatever All Mighty is out there, Remy made it up to the ground level. Everything was going swimmingly until he took a wrong turn into the kitchen where he came face to face with not only Logan, but Storm. Oh ya, life didn't get much better than this, what next the apocalypse?
"Child, how did you get up here?" asked Storm.
"I took de stairs." said Remy leaning against the doorway.
"Funny, kid," said Logan, "try again."
"Would you b'leve Remy's on de (cough) self-guided tuor?"
Storm and Logan looked at each other and then back at Remy, "NO!"
"Worth de shot, non?" said Remy trying to muster a false laugh.
"Looks like you were try'n to leave, to me. Whadda you think Storm?" asked Logan.
"I admit that is what the situation appears to be." said Storm trying to conceal a smirk.
Remy sank to the floor, "Wait, ya'll were sent here weren't ya?"
"I am afraid we were. Professor Xavior wanted you to see some of the facilities and we figured a guided tour would only bore you." Storm explained.
"Dat's great." Remy said sarcastically as his jaw set from pain.
"Ok, I think that's enough excitement for one day," said Logan putting down his beer, "let's get you back to bed."
"I feel fine," Remy persisted as Logan got closer.
"You feel fine? Oh really, can you stand?" asked Logan cynically.
"I don' see how that has anytin' to do wid dis."
Before Logan or Storm had a chance to respond Rogue almost tripped over Remy as she walked into the kitchen.
"This won't end well." thought Logan.
"Damn it, Swamp Rat, are you bein' a pain in the ass again?!" asked Rogue.
Remy gave Logan a "say something before she kills me" look.
"C'mon, back downstairs," said Rogue as she yanked him on his feet.
"Easy, Stripes!" said Logan.
"Ow," said Remy hoarsely, "dis is de most pain Remy's ever been in."
Storm cringed as Rogue maneuvered one of Remy's arms around her shoulders, "here," she said filling a plastic bag with ice, "take this with you."
Rogue took the ice begrudgingly and headed to the lower levels with Remy. Once back in his room, Rogue put Remy down on the bed and then applied the ice to his stomach. Remy shuddered at cold.
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Back in the kitchen Storm and Logan remained talking.
"She has daggers for him." Storm said once the dynamic duo were out of ear shot.
"I hear ya, Stormy," Logan admitted, "I really didn't want to leave him with her yesterday in the med lab. I was half expectin' to find pieces of him all over the room when I went back in."
Storm chuckled, "I doubt he will attempt an escape with Rogue on guard."
"I pity him if he does," said Logan laughing, "who knows what torture she'd subject him to."
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"What'er you doin'?" asked Rogue as Remy as he tore part of the bag off.
"An experiment, Chère, we are in a medical facility, non?"
"If the next words out of your mouth have something to do with play'n doctor Ah swear you will nevah have children." threatened Rogue.
"Do you wanna know or non? If oui, den come closer."
Rogue hesitated for a minute then leaned in for a closer look. Before she knew what happened Remy put the thin piece of plastic over his lips and pulled her towards him with his free hand. Remy was able to hold Rouge in a kiss for about 5 seconds before she jerked her body away from him and gave him the slap of his life. She hit him so hard he almost fell off of the bed and had he she would have gone with him.
"Well, Ah nevah!" she yelled before storming out of the room (no pun intended).
"Remy tinks she like him. Remy also tink she broke his jaw." he said rubbing his sore mandible.
Ah, Mr. Labeau, I'm glad to see you're awake." said Hank as he came into the room with a clipboard and the Professor.
"Remy's glad one of us is," he said look longingly at the door.
"What?" asked Hank.
"Notin'"
"We just came to tell you about your mystery woman and to give you an antidote to the poison."
"Poison?!" asked Remy.
"Yes, made from a rare plant only found in Guam, which is normally formed into a solid resembling a crystal. It's almost untraceable." explained the Professor.
"You mean the jewels over her eyes." concluded Remy.
"Precisely," said Professor X.
"But who was she?" asked Remy as he watched Hank prepare a syringe.
"An international assassin for the C.I.A." said the Professor, "There is very little information on her other than she is normally referred to as 'She-Wolf', she is the C.I.A's most valued and ruthless agent, a mutant and she is said to have once worked for Magneto."
Now Professor X had Remy's undivided attention, "What did de filly want with Remy?"
"The only answer I can come up with is that she wanted you to lead her to him for some reason."
"Merde!" yelped Remy as Hank stuck him with the needle.
"I thought it best to get out of the way while you were distracted." said Hank.
"All we found is in this folder." said Professor Xavior, "Oh and Remy you are welcome to stay here as long as you want."
"Ah'll keep dat in mind." said Remy a she watched Hank preparing another shot, "We can talk about this, non?" pleaded Remy.
"It's just a sedative Mr. Labeau. I want to make sure this antidote works before you gallivanting off and the best way to keep you in one place is to sedate you, no offence." said Hank as he gave Remy yet another needle.
Before Remy had a chance to respond he passed out. Hank covered him with a blanket and Professor X left the folder on then nightstand before they left.
Chapter 8
Remy slept until about 2 o'clock in the afternoon and woke up still feeling like crap. He had had enough. Screw the X-Men he was going back, maybe Mags could help him, although probably not. He didn't care any more, the pain was getting stronger and all he wanted was familiar surroundings. That was it he was going to take evasive action!
He was going to find the way out of this hell hole and return to the out world!
Yes!
Nothing was going to stand in his way!
Now if he could only ignore the pain enough to stand upright.
Shit.
Remy went down for the count three steps from the bed. This was not going to be as easy as was first anticipated. But Remy would not be deterred that easily from his mission for freedom.
He fell against the wall. Who knew: movement would only aggravate his symptoms further?
By some grace of whatever All Mighty is out there, Remy made it up to the ground level. Everything was going swimmingly until he took a wrong turn into the kitchen where he came face to face with not only Logan, but Storm. Oh ya, life didn't get much better than this, what next the apocalypse?
"Child, how did you get up here?" asked Storm.
"I took de stairs." said Remy leaning against the doorway.
"Funny, kid," said Logan, "try again."
"Would you b'leve Remy's on de (cough) self-guided tuor?"
Storm and Logan looked at each other and then back at Remy, "NO!"
"Worth de shot, non?" said Remy trying to muster a false laugh.
"Looks like you were try'n to leave, to me. Whadda you think Storm?" asked Logan.
"I admit that is what the situation appears to be." said Storm trying to conceal a smirk.
Remy sank to the floor, "Wait, ya'll were sent here weren't ya?"
"I am afraid we were. Professor Xavior wanted you to see some of the facilities and we figured a guided tour would only bore you." Storm explained.
"Dat's great." Remy said sarcastically as his jaw set from pain.
"Ok, I think that's enough excitement for one day," said Logan putting down his beer, "let's get you back to bed."
"I feel fine," Remy persisted as Logan got closer.
"You feel fine? Oh really, can you stand?" asked Logan cynically.
"I don' see how that has anytin' to do wid dis."
Before Logan or Storm had a chance to respond Rogue almost tripped over Remy as she walked into the kitchen.
"This won't end well." thought Logan.
"Damn it, Swamp Rat, are you bein' a pain in the ass again?!" asked Rogue.
Remy gave Logan a "say something before she kills me" look.
"C'mon, back downstairs," said Rogue as she yanked him on his feet.
"Easy, Stripes!" said Logan.
"Ow," said Remy hoarsely, "dis is de most pain Remy's ever been in."
Storm cringed as Rogue maneuvered one of Remy's arms around her shoulders, "here," she said filling a plastic bag with ice, "take this with you."
Rogue took the ice begrudgingly and headed to the lower levels with Remy. Once back in his room, Rogue put Remy down on the bed and then applied the ice to his stomach. Remy shuddered at cold.
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Back in the kitchen Storm and Logan remained talking.
"She has daggers for him." Storm said once the dynamic duo were out of ear shot.
"I hear ya, Stormy," Logan admitted, "I really didn't want to leave him with her yesterday in the med lab. I was half expectin' to find pieces of him all over the room when I went back in."
Storm chuckled, "I doubt he will attempt an escape with Rogue on guard."
"I pity him if he does," said Logan laughing, "who knows what torture she'd subject him to."
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"What'er you doin'?" asked Rogue as Remy as he tore part of the bag off.
"An experiment, Chère, we are in a medical facility, non?"
"If the next words out of your mouth have something to do with play'n doctor Ah swear you will nevah have children." threatened Rogue.
"Do you wanna know or non? If oui, den come closer."
Rogue hesitated for a minute then leaned in for a closer look. Before she knew what happened Remy put the thin piece of plastic over his lips and pulled her towards him with his free hand. Remy was able to hold Rouge in a kiss for about 5 seconds before she jerked her body away from him and gave him the slap of his life. She hit him so hard he almost fell off of the bed and had he she would have gone with him.
"Well, Ah nevah!" she yelled before storming out of the room (no pun intended).
"Remy tinks she like him. Remy also tink she broke his jaw." he said rubbing his sore mandible.
Ah, Mr. Labeau, I'm glad to see you're awake." said Hank as he came into the room with a clipboard and the Professor.
"Remy's glad one of us is," he said look longingly at the door.
"What?" asked Hank.
"Notin'"
"We just came to tell you about your mystery woman and to give you an antidote to the poison."
"Poison?!" asked Remy.
"Yes, made from a rare plant only found in Guam, which is normally formed into a solid resembling a crystal. It's almost untraceable." explained the Professor.
"You mean the jewels over her eyes." concluded Remy.
"Precisely," said Professor X.
"But who was she?" asked Remy as he watched Hank prepare a syringe.
"An international assassin for the C.I.A." said the Professor, "There is very little information on her other than she is normally referred to as 'She-Wolf', she is the C.I.A's most valued and ruthless agent, a mutant and she is said to have once worked for Magneto."
Now Professor X had Remy's undivided attention, "What did de filly want with Remy?"
"The only answer I can come up with is that she wanted you to lead her to him for some reason."
"Merde!" yelped Remy as Hank stuck him with the needle.
"I thought it best to get out of the way while you were distracted." said Hank.
"All we found is in this folder." said Professor Xavior, "Oh and Remy you are welcome to stay here as long as you want."
"Ah'll keep dat in mind." said Remy a she watched Hank preparing another shot, "We can talk about this, non?" pleaded Remy.
"It's just a sedative Mr. Labeau. I want to make sure this antidote works before you gallivanting off and the best way to keep you in one place is to sedate you, no offence." said Hank as he gave Remy yet another needle.
Before Remy had a chance to respond he passed out. Hank covered him with a blanket and Professor X left the folder on then nightstand before they left.