There is one and only reason I am continuing this fic.
I wanna cookie
I do not own the x-men
*
Mary felt terrified as she tried to keep her buoyancy.
Where was the floor to this pool? A few centimetres away? Perhaps three metres down? Was it worth the risk?
Her feet kicked and her hands thrashed but they were weak in this alien environment. She wanted the ground! She wanted to get out!!
Where was the side?? WHERE WAS IT?? Tears of anguish and fear were lost in the waters filled with the chlorine which was burning her eyes.
Mary's wet clothes were heavy; she was drowning. Drowning. Falling into the deep darkness of someone else's pool in a foreign country.
Liquid covered her head, there was blood from her shoulder blade too. The bullet wound met the acidic water and Mary screamed. The bubbles containing the last of her air escaped to the surface. She was tired now, her arms and legs ached. Her lungs were empty and sleep was winning her over. What did it matter as long as she didn't feel the pain?
There was a yell that seemed too far away as her eyes closed. Not even the arms closing around her seemed to fill her with hope.
She was moving, somebody else was helping her. Mary was aware but unable to do anything. She just fell limp like a doll.
There was no water anymore, her lungs rejoiced but she couldn't take a breath in. She was too far gone. She was dying.
'Breath' she ordered herself but her body could do no such thing. No tears fell, her body seemed to have already died. Why did her mind have to stay with her until the end?
"C'mon Kid, breath" Came a gruff voice.
Her mouth was suddenly covered and used air was being forced down her throat. Mary felt sick, she wanted to breath!!
'I'll breath!' She cried inside 'Just don't do that again!'
But he had to, twice more until Mary finally coughed up all the water in her mouth and took a deep breath of fresh air. She cried for the pain that was shooting all over her body, why was it that life was more painful than death?
"Oh My god! Logan! What happened" That voice was defiantly Jeans
"Stupid Kid wasn't lookin' where she was goin' an' fell in the pool" Logan shrugged.
"Poor Mary" Jean laid her warm hand against Mary's Cheek which was now freezing cold.
"She's gonna need blankets. That pool's heating hasn't been on for months and it's friggin' winter here" Logan growled
Mary was being lifted, what had she been doing again? She'd been crying, why was that? Mary suddenly remembered the way she'd yelled at Evan. Her blood still boiled at what he'd said but she'd had no right to sink to his level and do the same about his country.
"Jean?" She croaked
"Yes? Yes Mary?" Jean asked eagerly
"Tell Evan...I'm sorry" Mary whispered
*
Mary was wrapped up in lots of layers but her teeth were still chattering. Everything seemed so harsh to her right now. How long she had been out was completely unknown to her
The only person who wasn't acting all weird around her at the moment was Kurt. He jumped over the sofa, landed on her feet and turned the TV on.
"Kurt? Must you watch that while sitting on my feet?" Mary sighed
"No one asked you to nearly drown yourself" Kurt replied simply
"I didn't want to die!!" Mary half yelled
"Woah! Down girl! I was just kidding!" Kurt cried
Mary sat very quietly and tried to rest. What the heck was Kurt watching??
She looked up and Mary swore her heart stopped
BBC worldwide
"You are Kidding" She hushed
"I love their documentaries" Kurt shrugged indifferently
"So why don't you watch the discovery channel?" Mary asked
"Because sir David Attenborough's on this" Kurt smiled
"You remembered the sir!!" Mary squealed
"I'm European too you know" Kurt rolled his eyes
Mary threw her arms around Kurt's neck
"Marry me!" she giggled
"Hey!" he cried indignantly "Jeeze, you're freezing"
Mary felt his arms go around her too. When he'd told her that he was covered with fur he wasn't kidding. It itched her face slightly but the warmth she was receiving from it made every bone in her body feel heated.
"Kurt, do you think I'm weird for not liking America?" Mary asked
"Well, Evan has been pain and you're very patriotic" Kurt began
"Yeah, the only one in England" Mary rolled her eyes
"I don't think you hate America Mary, I just think you prefer England" Kurt shrugged
Mary sighed "I want to go home Kurt, I want to meet people who actually say 'excuse me' when you bump into them on the street, I want to play football and not have to call it 'soccer'"
"Amen sister" Kurt groaned and received another smile from her
"Exactly" Mary nodded "It's official; Europe rules" and they high-fived each other
Outside the door Evan was watching them in quiet shock. She'd managed to turn Kurt against America now! It must be stopped!
And while humming the national anthem he ran off down the corridor.
"Right, Kurt? Could you get me some hot chocolate?" Mary asked
"Sure" Kurt got up and ported to the kitchen
Mary wriggled deeper into her blankets, she wasn't paying any attention to the television. She barely even noticed when an emergency news flash came on.
All she heard as she began to fall asleep was 'last night' 'Kidnap' and 'Steph Smith'
Mary's eyes snapped open and she sat bolt upright, not caring if she froze. For a terrifying moment she thought she'd missed it but the news reader continued.
"Miss Smith was apparently snatched as she was boarding a plane that was supposed to have taken her across the Atlantic this morning"
An amazingly powerful stab of guilt hit Mary right in the gut. Her friend had been taken while she was coming to collect Mary.
"The kidnappers have mysteriously disappeared"
'Under London' Mary added silently. She knew that Steph would never join that organisation and because her skin was impenetrable that did give her some protection but there were still ways that she could die.
'Like drowning' Mary suddenly thought and wrapped her blankets closer around her. She could not, would not put Steph through that. She'd just tell The professor and they'd take her back to England to help find Steph. They'd rescued her, they'd rescue Steph no problem.
"Kurt!? There's something on TV I really think you guys should see" *
"Okay, so what have we been able to get?" Logan asked aggressively (then again everything he said was aggressive)
"The police in England are not letting any information leak out" Jean sighed
"She was last seen being forced into a car by some armed men and women. The public were afraid to help because the guns were pointed right at Stephs head" Kurt began
"She yelled several times 'Help! Don't worry about the guns, they can't hurt me'. The guards at the airport shot a vehicle but it got away" Kitty finished
Mary rubbed her hands together with worry
"So, you will help her right?" she asked hopefully
"Of course" Xavier replied
"Good" Mary sighed happily "so, do I go wearing this or one of those cool suits?"
Logans eyes narrowed "You aint goin' no where Kid" he said simply
"WHAT??" Mary yelled "But Stephs my friend!! I couldn't just wait here to see if she's still alive!!"
"Mary, you nearly drowned. You're still in shock even now and I don't think it would be a sensible decision to take you" Xavier explained simply
"Fine" Mary muttered trying to keep the anger out of her voice and left.
She walked to her room where she was planning to have her fifth warm shower that day. As she turned her lights on and walked forwards she felt her feet pull at a thin wire that had been stretch between the door frame. Gently she leaned over and tugged at t until it came free from the wall.
"What the-?" Mary managed before it happened
The wire must have been connected to something because suddenly the stereo in the corner of her room was playing the American national anthem at top volume
"Ooh! Say can you SEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" The voice pummled into her brain making Mary feel dizzy. She got to her feet and tried to stagger over to turn it off but the noise was unbearable.
Then she noticed that on every wall was an American flag. The entire room around her was a mass of cotton colours. There was even one on her bed! Blue, red and white stripes danced before her face and Mary longed for them to cross over each other to become the union Jack.
The colours were to bright and too vivid for her still fragile mind to bare. Mary felt herself sway once, twice....
And hit the floor.
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Sorry this took me so long, I thought no on liked it any more
I wanna cookie
I do not own the x-men
*
Mary felt terrified as she tried to keep her buoyancy.
Where was the floor to this pool? A few centimetres away? Perhaps three metres down? Was it worth the risk?
Her feet kicked and her hands thrashed but they were weak in this alien environment. She wanted the ground! She wanted to get out!!
Where was the side?? WHERE WAS IT?? Tears of anguish and fear were lost in the waters filled with the chlorine which was burning her eyes.
Mary's wet clothes were heavy; she was drowning. Drowning. Falling into the deep darkness of someone else's pool in a foreign country.
Liquid covered her head, there was blood from her shoulder blade too. The bullet wound met the acidic water and Mary screamed. The bubbles containing the last of her air escaped to the surface. She was tired now, her arms and legs ached. Her lungs were empty and sleep was winning her over. What did it matter as long as she didn't feel the pain?
There was a yell that seemed too far away as her eyes closed. Not even the arms closing around her seemed to fill her with hope.
She was moving, somebody else was helping her. Mary was aware but unable to do anything. She just fell limp like a doll.
There was no water anymore, her lungs rejoiced but she couldn't take a breath in. She was too far gone. She was dying.
'Breath' she ordered herself but her body could do no such thing. No tears fell, her body seemed to have already died. Why did her mind have to stay with her until the end?
"C'mon Kid, breath" Came a gruff voice.
Her mouth was suddenly covered and used air was being forced down her throat. Mary felt sick, she wanted to breath!!
'I'll breath!' She cried inside 'Just don't do that again!'
But he had to, twice more until Mary finally coughed up all the water in her mouth and took a deep breath of fresh air. She cried for the pain that was shooting all over her body, why was it that life was more painful than death?
"Oh My god! Logan! What happened" That voice was defiantly Jeans
"Stupid Kid wasn't lookin' where she was goin' an' fell in the pool" Logan shrugged.
"Poor Mary" Jean laid her warm hand against Mary's Cheek which was now freezing cold.
"She's gonna need blankets. That pool's heating hasn't been on for months and it's friggin' winter here" Logan growled
Mary was being lifted, what had she been doing again? She'd been crying, why was that? Mary suddenly remembered the way she'd yelled at Evan. Her blood still boiled at what he'd said but she'd had no right to sink to his level and do the same about his country.
"Jean?" She croaked
"Yes? Yes Mary?" Jean asked eagerly
"Tell Evan...I'm sorry" Mary whispered
*
Mary was wrapped up in lots of layers but her teeth were still chattering. Everything seemed so harsh to her right now. How long she had been out was completely unknown to her
The only person who wasn't acting all weird around her at the moment was Kurt. He jumped over the sofa, landed on her feet and turned the TV on.
"Kurt? Must you watch that while sitting on my feet?" Mary sighed
"No one asked you to nearly drown yourself" Kurt replied simply
"I didn't want to die!!" Mary half yelled
"Woah! Down girl! I was just kidding!" Kurt cried
Mary sat very quietly and tried to rest. What the heck was Kurt watching??
She looked up and Mary swore her heart stopped
BBC worldwide
"You are Kidding" She hushed
"I love their documentaries" Kurt shrugged indifferently
"So why don't you watch the discovery channel?" Mary asked
"Because sir David Attenborough's on this" Kurt smiled
"You remembered the sir!!" Mary squealed
"I'm European too you know" Kurt rolled his eyes
Mary threw her arms around Kurt's neck
"Marry me!" she giggled
"Hey!" he cried indignantly "Jeeze, you're freezing"
Mary felt his arms go around her too. When he'd told her that he was covered with fur he wasn't kidding. It itched her face slightly but the warmth she was receiving from it made every bone in her body feel heated.
"Kurt, do you think I'm weird for not liking America?" Mary asked
"Well, Evan has been pain and you're very patriotic" Kurt began
"Yeah, the only one in England" Mary rolled her eyes
"I don't think you hate America Mary, I just think you prefer England" Kurt shrugged
Mary sighed "I want to go home Kurt, I want to meet people who actually say 'excuse me' when you bump into them on the street, I want to play football and not have to call it 'soccer'"
"Amen sister" Kurt groaned and received another smile from her
"Exactly" Mary nodded "It's official; Europe rules" and they high-fived each other
Outside the door Evan was watching them in quiet shock. She'd managed to turn Kurt against America now! It must be stopped!
And while humming the national anthem he ran off down the corridor.
"Right, Kurt? Could you get me some hot chocolate?" Mary asked
"Sure" Kurt got up and ported to the kitchen
Mary wriggled deeper into her blankets, she wasn't paying any attention to the television. She barely even noticed when an emergency news flash came on.
All she heard as she began to fall asleep was 'last night' 'Kidnap' and 'Steph Smith'
Mary's eyes snapped open and she sat bolt upright, not caring if she froze. For a terrifying moment she thought she'd missed it but the news reader continued.
"Miss Smith was apparently snatched as she was boarding a plane that was supposed to have taken her across the Atlantic this morning"
An amazingly powerful stab of guilt hit Mary right in the gut. Her friend had been taken while she was coming to collect Mary.
"The kidnappers have mysteriously disappeared"
'Under London' Mary added silently. She knew that Steph would never join that organisation and because her skin was impenetrable that did give her some protection but there were still ways that she could die.
'Like drowning' Mary suddenly thought and wrapped her blankets closer around her. She could not, would not put Steph through that. She'd just tell The professor and they'd take her back to England to help find Steph. They'd rescued her, they'd rescue Steph no problem.
"Kurt!? There's something on TV I really think you guys should see" *
"Okay, so what have we been able to get?" Logan asked aggressively (then again everything he said was aggressive)
"The police in England are not letting any information leak out" Jean sighed
"She was last seen being forced into a car by some armed men and women. The public were afraid to help because the guns were pointed right at Stephs head" Kurt began
"She yelled several times 'Help! Don't worry about the guns, they can't hurt me'. The guards at the airport shot a vehicle but it got away" Kitty finished
Mary rubbed her hands together with worry
"So, you will help her right?" she asked hopefully
"Of course" Xavier replied
"Good" Mary sighed happily "so, do I go wearing this or one of those cool suits?"
Logans eyes narrowed "You aint goin' no where Kid" he said simply
"WHAT??" Mary yelled "But Stephs my friend!! I couldn't just wait here to see if she's still alive!!"
"Mary, you nearly drowned. You're still in shock even now and I don't think it would be a sensible decision to take you" Xavier explained simply
"Fine" Mary muttered trying to keep the anger out of her voice and left.
She walked to her room where she was planning to have her fifth warm shower that day. As she turned her lights on and walked forwards she felt her feet pull at a thin wire that had been stretch between the door frame. Gently she leaned over and tugged at t until it came free from the wall.
"What the-?" Mary managed before it happened
The wire must have been connected to something because suddenly the stereo in the corner of her room was playing the American national anthem at top volume
"Ooh! Say can you SEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" The voice pummled into her brain making Mary feel dizzy. She got to her feet and tried to stagger over to turn it off but the noise was unbearable.
Then she noticed that on every wall was an American flag. The entire room around her was a mass of cotton colours. There was even one on her bed! Blue, red and white stripes danced before her face and Mary longed for them to cross over each other to become the union Jack.
The colours were to bright and too vivid for her still fragile mind to bare. Mary felt herself sway once, twice....
And hit the floor.
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Sorry this took me so long, I thought no on liked it any more