Admiring Persistence
Elizabeth followed Rogue through the hallways of the mall, with shopping bags in their hands. Rogue turned to her, and smiled, "Feelin' better?"
Elizabeth looked at her, and nodded. "I really appreciate this Rogue." She smiled.
Rogue looked at the food court, and then back at Elizabeth. "You want something to eat? I'm stravin' again." Rogue smirked.
Elizabeth let out a laugh, "Yeah, why not?"
Storm used her powers, creating little rain clouds above each plant around her. The clouds showered the plants, quenching the thirst of the roots. Storm smiled, as the sun rays lit the conservatory. She put her arms to her side, her white eyes fading back to their normal blue. She heard Charles moving towards her. She looked at him. "I think what we'll do is take the children to the amusement park tomorrow. Just to at least give them some fun." Charles suggested.
Storm nodded. "Sounds like a good idea, Charles." She sighed, as she thought about Elizabeth, "Charles, will Brian come back to the institute?"
Charles sighed. He honestly didn't know whether or not Brian would come back. He knew that Elizabeth was lonely without her brother. They were best friends, never separating from each other. Ever since Brian had flown back to Britain, Elizabeth had been depressed, and disturbingly quiet. He looked at Storm, "I honestly don't know, Storm. But, Brian knows he has a place here."
Elizabeth stared out her window, watching the sun set below the ocean in front of her. The ripples glowed with the different colors, reflecting off of the sky. She crossed her arms, each hand grabbing onto the opposite arm. She was invited to attend the event with the team the next day. She didn't want to go. She had told the Professor that she would rather stay behind, with Logan offering to stay as well. Logan was going to work with her in the danger room the next day.
Her mind trailed in thought; she thought of her brother, and how much she missed his company. He was the only one in the world who could understand her. She couldn't understand on why he wanted to leave so suddenly. He had told her the reason, but she just couldn't grip onto why he wouldn't stick around, with them going through the pain together. She didn't probe his mind to find the real reason. She wondered if he did think anything else of her; thought of her to be something other than his sister. Her concentration broke, as she heard a knock at her door. "Come in, Peter." She said, knowing it was him.
Peter opened the door, looking in. He saw Elizabeth standing at her window, staring out. "How'd you know it was me?" He asked, walking into the room. He closed the door behind him.
Elizabeth shook her head, with a slight smile forming on her lips. "Peter, I'm psychic, not stupid."
Peter shrugged, and walked towards her. He sat on the bay window seat, looking at her. He noticed she had braided her hair back, with the braid draped over her shoulder, falling to her waist. "You alright, Elizabeth?" He asked with concern.
Peter stared at her, waiting for a response. He was waiting for her to come back at him with a cocky remark. But, this time he wasn't going to walk away from her. He had never seen anyone like her his whole life. When he came to America from his homeland in Russia, he thought he would have seen the variety of women in the free world. Ever since he had walked through the Professor's office door, and laid eyes on Elizabeth, he couldn't stop staring at her, or even stop thinking about her. She was constantly on his mind. The more he saw of her, the more attracted he became. He adored her fiery personality. She finally looked at him, sensing his long stare.
Elizabeth sat next to Peter on the bay window seat. She shook her head at his question. "Not really," She answered. "Brian and I have never been separated. Save for the abduction I'd gone through; but, otherwise, never."
Peter sighed, attempting to understand her. He was shocked at how vulnerable she became. "You know, I have a sister in Russia. She's only seven." He said.
Elizabeth looked up at him. "You miss her?" She asked.
Peter nodded. "Terribly. But; this is the only place for me to be. I haven't seen her since I left Russia a couple of years ago. I did nothing but watch over her. She followed me everywhere; from the day she could walk, she had to go everywhere I went." He smiled, remembering his little sister.
Elizabeth smiled. "Wow, that's the first time you've really smiled at me!" Peter grinned, with a twinge of shock in his voice.
Elizabeth nodded. "I suppose so." She smiled.
They looked away from each other, out of nervousness. An uncomfortable silence fell between them. He looked at her, "So, did you have fun going out today?"
Elizabeth nodded, "Yeah. Went to the mall, having some girl time."
Peter glared into her eyes. Elizabeth nervously moved back away from him. "What?" She asked. She felt vulnerable; a feeling she hated.
A smile formed on Peter's face. "Let's go out for dinner. Say, tomorrow night?" He smiled, leaning towards her.
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously, "Are you asking me out on a date?"
Peter shrugged. "Why not?"
Elizabeth began to shake her head, but stopped as Peter rolled his eyes, "Oh, come on Elizabeth. What do I have to do?" He snapped.
"Do for what?" Elizabeth questioned him.
"Elizabeth, I have been throwing signs at you, trying to be nice to you, and you've thrown them back into my face! I just only want to get to know you better, for crying out loud," Peter eased, "I'm not going to kill you, take any kind of advantage of you, anything! You'd beat the crap out of me!"
Elizabeth sighed, and looked at him. "Peter, I don't know if I really should. I'm telling you, that things are really messed up in my head right now. I'm going through some stress at the moment."
Peter took a deep breath. He wanted to be there for her with whatever she was going through. The fact that she was vulnerable in front of him attracted him more, with him knowing that she was being a girl. She actually had feelings. "Elizabeth, then let me at least be there for you, and help you out with anything! I promise; we're only going to go out to dinner to get to know each other. I won't try anything." Peter offered.
Elizabeth sighed, not really knowing what to say. She finally agreed, "Alright, Peter. But just as friends." She reminded him.
Peter nodded, and held up his hand, "Friends." He agreed.
Elizabeth smiled at him. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, Elizabeth. Are you going to the park with us?" Peter asked, standing up.
Elizabeth shook her head. "I'm going to go through some sessions in the danger room with Logan tomorrow."
Peter nodded. "Alright, well, be ready by the time we all come home." He smiled.
Elizabeth sighed, and watched him leave. She turned, still sitting on the bay window seat, and saw that the sun had set and darkness had fallen over the town.
Elizabeth followed Rogue through the hallways of the mall, with shopping bags in their hands. Rogue turned to her, and smiled, "Feelin' better?"
Elizabeth looked at her, and nodded. "I really appreciate this Rogue." She smiled.
Rogue looked at the food court, and then back at Elizabeth. "You want something to eat? I'm stravin' again." Rogue smirked.
Elizabeth let out a laugh, "Yeah, why not?"
Storm used her powers, creating little rain clouds above each plant around her. The clouds showered the plants, quenching the thirst of the roots. Storm smiled, as the sun rays lit the conservatory. She put her arms to her side, her white eyes fading back to their normal blue. She heard Charles moving towards her. She looked at him. "I think what we'll do is take the children to the amusement park tomorrow. Just to at least give them some fun." Charles suggested.
Storm nodded. "Sounds like a good idea, Charles." She sighed, as she thought about Elizabeth, "Charles, will Brian come back to the institute?"
Charles sighed. He honestly didn't know whether or not Brian would come back. He knew that Elizabeth was lonely without her brother. They were best friends, never separating from each other. Ever since Brian had flown back to Britain, Elizabeth had been depressed, and disturbingly quiet. He looked at Storm, "I honestly don't know, Storm. But, Brian knows he has a place here."
Elizabeth stared out her window, watching the sun set below the ocean in front of her. The ripples glowed with the different colors, reflecting off of the sky. She crossed her arms, each hand grabbing onto the opposite arm. She was invited to attend the event with the team the next day. She didn't want to go. She had told the Professor that she would rather stay behind, with Logan offering to stay as well. Logan was going to work with her in the danger room the next day.
Her mind trailed in thought; she thought of her brother, and how much she missed his company. He was the only one in the world who could understand her. She couldn't understand on why he wanted to leave so suddenly. He had told her the reason, but she just couldn't grip onto why he wouldn't stick around, with them going through the pain together. She didn't probe his mind to find the real reason. She wondered if he did think anything else of her; thought of her to be something other than his sister. Her concentration broke, as she heard a knock at her door. "Come in, Peter." She said, knowing it was him.
Peter opened the door, looking in. He saw Elizabeth standing at her window, staring out. "How'd you know it was me?" He asked, walking into the room. He closed the door behind him.
Elizabeth shook her head, with a slight smile forming on her lips. "Peter, I'm psychic, not stupid."
Peter shrugged, and walked towards her. He sat on the bay window seat, looking at her. He noticed she had braided her hair back, with the braid draped over her shoulder, falling to her waist. "You alright, Elizabeth?" He asked with concern.
Peter stared at her, waiting for a response. He was waiting for her to come back at him with a cocky remark. But, this time he wasn't going to walk away from her. He had never seen anyone like her his whole life. When he came to America from his homeland in Russia, he thought he would have seen the variety of women in the free world. Ever since he had walked through the Professor's office door, and laid eyes on Elizabeth, he couldn't stop staring at her, or even stop thinking about her. She was constantly on his mind. The more he saw of her, the more attracted he became. He adored her fiery personality. She finally looked at him, sensing his long stare.
Elizabeth sat next to Peter on the bay window seat. She shook her head at his question. "Not really," She answered. "Brian and I have never been separated. Save for the abduction I'd gone through; but, otherwise, never."
Peter sighed, attempting to understand her. He was shocked at how vulnerable she became. "You know, I have a sister in Russia. She's only seven." He said.
Elizabeth looked up at him. "You miss her?" She asked.
Peter nodded. "Terribly. But; this is the only place for me to be. I haven't seen her since I left Russia a couple of years ago. I did nothing but watch over her. She followed me everywhere; from the day she could walk, she had to go everywhere I went." He smiled, remembering his little sister.
Elizabeth smiled. "Wow, that's the first time you've really smiled at me!" Peter grinned, with a twinge of shock in his voice.
Elizabeth nodded. "I suppose so." She smiled.
They looked away from each other, out of nervousness. An uncomfortable silence fell between them. He looked at her, "So, did you have fun going out today?"
Elizabeth nodded, "Yeah. Went to the mall, having some girl time."
Peter glared into her eyes. Elizabeth nervously moved back away from him. "What?" She asked. She felt vulnerable; a feeling she hated.
A smile formed on Peter's face. "Let's go out for dinner. Say, tomorrow night?" He smiled, leaning towards her.
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously, "Are you asking me out on a date?"
Peter shrugged. "Why not?"
Elizabeth began to shake her head, but stopped as Peter rolled his eyes, "Oh, come on Elizabeth. What do I have to do?" He snapped.
"Do for what?" Elizabeth questioned him.
"Elizabeth, I have been throwing signs at you, trying to be nice to you, and you've thrown them back into my face! I just only want to get to know you better, for crying out loud," Peter eased, "I'm not going to kill you, take any kind of advantage of you, anything! You'd beat the crap out of me!"
Elizabeth sighed, and looked at him. "Peter, I don't know if I really should. I'm telling you, that things are really messed up in my head right now. I'm going through some stress at the moment."
Peter took a deep breath. He wanted to be there for her with whatever she was going through. The fact that she was vulnerable in front of him attracted him more, with him knowing that she was being a girl. She actually had feelings. "Elizabeth, then let me at least be there for you, and help you out with anything! I promise; we're only going to go out to dinner to get to know each other. I won't try anything." Peter offered.
Elizabeth sighed, not really knowing what to say. She finally agreed, "Alright, Peter. But just as friends." She reminded him.
Peter nodded, and held up his hand, "Friends." He agreed.
Elizabeth smiled at him. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, Elizabeth. Are you going to the park with us?" Peter asked, standing up.
Elizabeth shook her head. "I'm going to go through some sessions in the danger room with Logan tomorrow."
Peter nodded. "Alright, well, be ready by the time we all come home." He smiled.
Elizabeth sighed, and watched him leave. She turned, still sitting on the bay window seat, and saw that the sun had set and darkness had fallen over the town.
