Ch. 6: Whenever You're Ready
DJneo24: Well ok now... Thank you to MIKE N, my double reviewer: you rock! So c'mon people take the initiative! Review... Last time around I promised a chapter of self discovery and no hang ups (namely Rachel or Warren) and that's what you're getting! Oh yea and I don't think that I'm gonna kill anybody in this one so... I should be a little up lifting, but still agnsty... read on! (PS: I think I've fixed my spacing problem!)
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"I can't hold back the dawn, and the truth that seems to haunt me. And so it goes, this shall pass away. It cuts so strange. The only thing that stays the same is change." - Melissa Etheridge (Change)
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**Recap Flashback**
Rouge in convulsions on the floor, but when Scott picked her up she literally burst into a million pieces of dust.
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"I'm comin' fur ya cherri!" He placed the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger.
**End Recap Flashback**
**The Next Morning**
The Professor really didn't know what to do... he had lost a total of four students, teammates, friends. There was no time to grieve as Magneto, or whoever he was might attack at any minute. He wasted little time that day. He called up Colossus (Peter Rasputain), Angel (Warren Worthington III), and the White Queen (Emma Frost). He needed them to help him, to help all of them.
Bobby had finally come out of his room. His suicidal notions had been forgotten as he saw the pain his teammates were in (and plus he thought it looked like it hurt like hell!). He had been walking down the halls just trying to clear his head, when he passed the medical room. It was patched up now although it was still crimson red from Wolverines blood. Jean was sitting up watching TV.
"Hey Jean" He called out to his friend.
"Hi Bobby... How are you today?"
"Better, I guess" He knew that wasn't really true but what else could he say? He was trapped between worrying himself, and worrying Jean and she looked like she was in much worse condition at the moment.
"So what've you been up to?" she asked him.
"Oh you know, trying to kill the bad guys and find out who I am at the same time... it's like juggling!" She gave him a faint smile and then signaled for him to come over and sit with her.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"I don't really think that you're in the best condition to be burdened with my problems at the moment."
"That's silly! You're my friend I want to help!" She guided Bobby's head to her shoulder and gently started to stoke his blonde hair with her delicate fingers. "You can tell me anything." Her voice came across so tender and endearing that he had no choice but to submit to her.
"How can I even explain it to you when I don't even have a grasp on it?"
"Well think back... when was the last time you felt special... the very last time?"
"Very last time I felt special?"
"Yep."
"At the Blue Velvet... I met this girl..."
"GOOD! GOOD! Did you get a phone number?"
"Yea, but I kinda acted like a drunken ass! I think I would be kind of embarrassed..."
"NO NO NO! You, my friend, are gonna call this girl and you're going out with her!" Bobby sat up, smiled, and then he gently kissed Jean on her forehead.
"Ok, if you insist."
**A Few Minutes Later**
Bobby was in his room now, and he was seriously pounding anxiously at the phone keys. It rang, and it rang, and it rang, and then...
"Hello?" A voice came through on the other end.
"Hi. Stevie? This is Bobby... from Blue Velvet." He could hear him chuckle on the other end of the line.
"Hi... how are you? I was beginning to think that you wouldn't call."
"Well I was just wondering, uh, you know... if maybe you'd like to go on a date?"
"You seemed a lot more sure at the club."
"Yea well... this is a lot harder to do when you're sober." They both laughed.
"Sure i'd like that... how 'bout if I pick you up tonight around 8?"
"Well I kinda thought I could pick you up..."
"You called, that was a lot braver... It's the least that I can do!" Bobby submitted and gave him his address (still thinking that Stevie was a woman) and then hung up the phone.
"Knock, Knock" the Professor's voice came from the door.
"C'mon in" the door opened and an outline of the wheelchair bound man was in the threshold of his door.
"Bobby, I think I know a way to help you!" Bobby smiled at the older man.
"How?"
"I'm going to put you into your self conscious... I know that, that sounds kind of strange but you're just going to have to work with me." Bobby did follow along, listening to the directions given to him. He laid himself down onto his bed.
"This won''t hurt right?"
"No, I don't think so... maybe emotionally, but that's dependent on you any ways." Then the Professor placed his hands over Iceman's head. That was the last thing that he remembered be for going into a room that was filled with hippie like colors. The walls seemed to be a flowing alive vision of tie dyed water, and the floor was orange grass. He started to walk, and he walked, and he walked. The door kept moving further and further away from him, and he would move faster and faster without any luck to get to it.
Finally he remembered that he was in his own mind... if he wanted the door all he had to do was call it to him. He wasn't an intruder, this was himself that he was in, and just as he thought the door came to him when he called. He reached out and pulled at the handle.
"Oh I sold my soul for freedom... it's lonely but it's sweet." He could hear singing coming from the other room. It was filled with trees and jungle like things on one side but then it merged into a ice type thing. Small lights started to gather around him, swirling and crashing into one another. Once they had all flown around him, they went into him. He found memories, fears, history that he didn't remember that he had. For the first time in a long time he remembered who he was, but that still didn't answer his question.
"Bobby." A voice called out to him. He turned around to see jean Grey standing behind him.
"What are you doing here?"
"I sensed that maybe you needed some help."
"Jean..."
"Bobby, you're my friend. I want to help... remember? Now look, whatever you find, I'll still love you. I won't judge you or punish you... I promise!" He sighed. Maybe she was there for a reason that he just didn't understand right now. She followed him through his world. When they got to the far end of the room they hear a door bell. At first they though it was just part of his mind, but they soon realized that it was the door... it was time for Bobby's date! The world around them flashed and then Bobby was back in his body gasping for air as if he were just drowning. He looked around but he didn't see Jean... she must have still been in the medical room.
Bobby thanked the Professor and told him that they would have to reschedule. He walked over to the door and opened it. A tall tan skinned man stood in the doorway. It was Stevie.
"Can I help you?" Bobby asked.
"Yea Bobby" he said laughing. "I'm here to pick you up for our date!" Bobby almost passed out... had he heard him right? DATE?
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DJneo24: Ok Ok People! I Couldn't do this in one chapter so look out for seven and the next part. What's Bobby gonna do? What's up with Jean? And The Rest of the team? And how will the new 3 fit in? Tune in next time kiddies! Don't hate me coz I'm beautiful! Muhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... I love doing that... Review and C'mon back 4 more! Bye Y'all!
DJneo24: Well ok now... Thank you to MIKE N, my double reviewer: you rock! So c'mon people take the initiative! Review... Last time around I promised a chapter of self discovery and no hang ups (namely Rachel or Warren) and that's what you're getting! Oh yea and I don't think that I'm gonna kill anybody in this one so... I should be a little up lifting, but still agnsty... read on! (PS: I think I've fixed my spacing problem!)
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"I can't hold back the dawn, and the truth that seems to haunt me. And so it goes, this shall pass away. It cuts so strange. The only thing that stays the same is change." - Melissa Etheridge (Change)
*********************************
**Recap Flashback**
Rouge in convulsions on the floor, but when Scott picked her up she literally burst into a million pieces of dust.
~
"I'm comin' fur ya cherri!" He placed the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger.
**End Recap Flashback**
**The Next Morning**
The Professor really didn't know what to do... he had lost a total of four students, teammates, friends. There was no time to grieve as Magneto, or whoever he was might attack at any minute. He wasted little time that day. He called up Colossus (Peter Rasputain), Angel (Warren Worthington III), and the White Queen (Emma Frost). He needed them to help him, to help all of them.
Bobby had finally come out of his room. His suicidal notions had been forgotten as he saw the pain his teammates were in (and plus he thought it looked like it hurt like hell!). He had been walking down the halls just trying to clear his head, when he passed the medical room. It was patched up now although it was still crimson red from Wolverines blood. Jean was sitting up watching TV.
"Hey Jean" He called out to his friend.
"Hi Bobby... How are you today?"
"Better, I guess" He knew that wasn't really true but what else could he say? He was trapped between worrying himself, and worrying Jean and she looked like she was in much worse condition at the moment.
"So what've you been up to?" she asked him.
"Oh you know, trying to kill the bad guys and find out who I am at the same time... it's like juggling!" She gave him a faint smile and then signaled for him to come over and sit with her.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"I don't really think that you're in the best condition to be burdened with my problems at the moment."
"That's silly! You're my friend I want to help!" She guided Bobby's head to her shoulder and gently started to stoke his blonde hair with her delicate fingers. "You can tell me anything." Her voice came across so tender and endearing that he had no choice but to submit to her.
"How can I even explain it to you when I don't even have a grasp on it?"
"Well think back... when was the last time you felt special... the very last time?"
"Very last time I felt special?"
"Yep."
"At the Blue Velvet... I met this girl..."
"GOOD! GOOD! Did you get a phone number?"
"Yea, but I kinda acted like a drunken ass! I think I would be kind of embarrassed..."
"NO NO NO! You, my friend, are gonna call this girl and you're going out with her!" Bobby sat up, smiled, and then he gently kissed Jean on her forehead.
"Ok, if you insist."
**A Few Minutes Later**
Bobby was in his room now, and he was seriously pounding anxiously at the phone keys. It rang, and it rang, and it rang, and then...
"Hello?" A voice came through on the other end.
"Hi. Stevie? This is Bobby... from Blue Velvet." He could hear him chuckle on the other end of the line.
"Hi... how are you? I was beginning to think that you wouldn't call."
"Well I was just wondering, uh, you know... if maybe you'd like to go on a date?"
"You seemed a lot more sure at the club."
"Yea well... this is a lot harder to do when you're sober." They both laughed.
"Sure i'd like that... how 'bout if I pick you up tonight around 8?"
"Well I kinda thought I could pick you up..."
"You called, that was a lot braver... It's the least that I can do!" Bobby submitted and gave him his address (still thinking that Stevie was a woman) and then hung up the phone.
"Knock, Knock" the Professor's voice came from the door.
"C'mon in" the door opened and an outline of the wheelchair bound man was in the threshold of his door.
"Bobby, I think I know a way to help you!" Bobby smiled at the older man.
"How?"
"I'm going to put you into your self conscious... I know that, that sounds kind of strange but you're just going to have to work with me." Bobby did follow along, listening to the directions given to him. He laid himself down onto his bed.
"This won''t hurt right?"
"No, I don't think so... maybe emotionally, but that's dependent on you any ways." Then the Professor placed his hands over Iceman's head. That was the last thing that he remembered be for going into a room that was filled with hippie like colors. The walls seemed to be a flowing alive vision of tie dyed water, and the floor was orange grass. He started to walk, and he walked, and he walked. The door kept moving further and further away from him, and he would move faster and faster without any luck to get to it.
Finally he remembered that he was in his own mind... if he wanted the door all he had to do was call it to him. He wasn't an intruder, this was himself that he was in, and just as he thought the door came to him when he called. He reached out and pulled at the handle.
"Oh I sold my soul for freedom... it's lonely but it's sweet." He could hear singing coming from the other room. It was filled with trees and jungle like things on one side but then it merged into a ice type thing. Small lights started to gather around him, swirling and crashing into one another. Once they had all flown around him, they went into him. He found memories, fears, history that he didn't remember that he had. For the first time in a long time he remembered who he was, but that still didn't answer his question.
"Bobby." A voice called out to him. He turned around to see jean Grey standing behind him.
"What are you doing here?"
"I sensed that maybe you needed some help."
"Jean..."
"Bobby, you're my friend. I want to help... remember? Now look, whatever you find, I'll still love you. I won't judge you or punish you... I promise!" He sighed. Maybe she was there for a reason that he just didn't understand right now. She followed him through his world. When they got to the far end of the room they hear a door bell. At first they though it was just part of his mind, but they soon realized that it was the door... it was time for Bobby's date! The world around them flashed and then Bobby was back in his body gasping for air as if he were just drowning. He looked around but he didn't see Jean... she must have still been in the medical room.
Bobby thanked the Professor and told him that they would have to reschedule. He walked over to the door and opened it. A tall tan skinned man stood in the doorway. It was Stevie.
"Can I help you?" Bobby asked.
"Yea Bobby" he said laughing. "I'm here to pick you up for our date!" Bobby almost passed out... had he heard him right? DATE?
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DJneo24: Ok Ok People! I Couldn't do this in one chapter so look out for seven and the next part. What's Bobby gonna do? What's up with Jean? And The Rest of the team? And how will the new 3 fit in? Tune in next time kiddies! Don't hate me coz I'm beautiful! Muhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... I love doing that... Review and C'mon back 4 more! Bye Y'all!
