---Disclaimer: I no own X-men nor Charmed. I only own Paris. Notes:
^^Thoughts^^, Telepathic Speaking, ~Premonition~, and *Flashbacks*. Other
Notes: 1) Remy and Rogue are a couple and Rouge never went out with Bobby.
2) Jubilee, Peter, and Remy are a part of the X-team, 3) Paris hasn't met
Neal or Seth, she is still in high school. 4) Wyatt is a year younger than
Paris. 5) Pairings are: Bobby/Paris, Paige/Scott, Piper/Leo, Phoebe/Logan,
Wyatt/Jubilee, Kitty/Peter.-----
Chapter Four: Lost The Innocent
As Phoebe walked down the hallway with Logan talking animatedly her mind began to show her something of importance.
~People danced all around in the dimly lit club. The music blared loudly as the people moved their bodies to the rhythm. A girl with a white streak in her hair danced unaware of the two coming up behind her. A woman with red hair and blue skin held something that gleamed in the dim light as she pulled it out of her pocket. The boy beside the woman grabbed the girl steady as the woman used the shiny object which had turned out to be a syringe into the girl's back. The woman injected the liquid, and the girl fell. The two then took the girl with them out of sight.~
Phoebe let out a loud gasp after the vision faded. She hadn't realized that she had fallen into the arms of Logan while she had watched the premonition.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Logan asked with concern in his voice.
"Get me to Rogue." Was all Phoebe said.
Logan didn't ask for more, he saw the urgency in the woman's face and took her to the rec room where they had last seen the girl.
"Mom?!" Paris ran to her mother. She had been sitting on the couch talking with Rouge when she saw her mother come over to them. When she saw her mother she knew immediately that she had had a premonition, she knew the look of her mom's face after a vision like the back of her hand. "What did you see?"
Phoebe looked at her daughter then to Rogue. "I saw Rogue in a club." Rogue's eyes lit up at the sound of her name. "A woman and a young man came up behind her. The woman stuck a needle into her, and after she passed out they took her away."
"What? How?" Rogue was confused.
"I have premonitions, that means I can see the future." She told the young woman. Phoebe then turned her attention to the whole group. "I know you all had your hearts set on going to that club tonight but I'm not permitting any of you to go."
Logan had all the facts now and nodded his head in agreement. "I agree." He gave a look that said 'don't talk back'. None of them did, they knew once Logan had made up his mind that there was no changing it.
"Fine." Paris sighed unhappily.
Phoebe looked her daughter straight in the eye. "Rogue is an innocent now, we have to protect her. Please be good." She knew her daughter would break the rule if she wanted to but she hoped that if she made it clear that Rogue was now in their protection Paris wouldn't do anything to jeopardize the girl's life.
Paris nodded. "Innocent, got it."
Phoebe smiled and left the room with Logan. When they were out of sight Jubilee piped up. "Okay so we just have to be more careful when we go that's all."
"What?" Paris asked.
"When we go out we just have to keep an eye on Rogue." Jubilee stated.
"You mean we're still going?" Paris asked. She didn't mind the idea, but if her mother found out she would be in deep dog crap. "I don't th-"
Rogue cut her off. "Come on, Ah can take care of mahself."
"Yeah, and we will all like watch her." Kitty replied.
Paris thought for a moment, and then smiled. Her naughty side decided to take over for the moment. "Okay then, I think I know how to get there without getting caught." With that said a sly smirk crossed her pink lips.
"Spill it." Peter told her and that's exactly what she did.
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The teens entered the club excitedly; everyone ecstatic about making it out of the institute without being caught. They quickly found a place to sit and ordered drinks. After a few rounds, they all got up to dance.
Paris and Rogue rocked the dance floor, swaying to the music seductively catching the attention of many of the male members. Bobby and Remy watched the two from the booth. After a few songs Remy left to go join his girlfriend on the dance floor. Bobby on the other hand had another drink and continued to watch as Paris danced.
A few songs later Paris went back to the booth and sat next to Bobby. She ordered another drink and made conversation with the boy. Paris was definitely attracted to him. His blond hair and handsome smile was so enchanting. She quickly led him onto the dance floor.
When they reached the spot the others were at they began to dance. Her back was toward his front, causing heat to wheel up inside him as she moved to the music. His hands began to wander and found themselves on her stomach pulling her closer. Paris laid her head against his chest while they danced, and her arms came up and encircled around his neck.
Bobby couldn't take it anymore; he began to kiss her neck hungrily. Paris felt arousal grow inside her with each kiss that was placed on her soft skin. She moaned with the pleasure of it. Swiftly she turned to face him and the air wall between their faces closed as their lips met. His tongue licked her lower lip asking entrance inside. Her lips parted and their tongues intertwined as the kiss heated.
When they parted for air, their eyes locked together both savoring the face of the other and absorbing the moment. Their moment was broken by the tap on Bobby's shoulder. He turned his head to see Peter pointing somewhere to the right of the room. Bobby followed the gesture and he frowned. Paris too looked in the direction to see a boy with long hair pulled back. She could she the fire in his eyes even from the distance between them. His eyes met hers for a moment and a smirk crossed his face.
"John." Bobby growled under his breathe.
Paris could hear the hatred for the man in Bobby's voice. ^^Why does Bobby hate him so much?^^ She wondered. All she knew was that she could sense that he wasn't up to any good. Suddenly she began to scan the room. She looked for a lock of white hair; nothing. "ROGUE!" Paris screamed.
Jubilee, Kitty, and Peter came to the young witch's side. "What's wrong?" Jubilee asked as she saw the worried look on the girl's face.
"Rogue, I don't see her." Paris replied, her eyes still scanning the room for the girl.
"Maybe she's off somewhere with Remy." Kitty stated trying to calm Paris down.
Paris shook her head and ran out the side doors and into an alley at the back of the club. Broken bottles lay on the ground, and crates where staked against the brick walls. Paris concentrated on the girl who she knew was an innocent. She searched the entire club scene, then the mansion and anywhere else that the girl could possibly be. But she came up with nothing. "This can't be happening!" Paris cried, the anger welling up inside. She couldn't lose her innocent; she couldn't! But as she continued to scan the room it became evident that she had lost her innocent.
"Calm down we'll find Rog-." Kitty's sentence was cut off by a familiar face. The X-men were silent as they stared at their former team member in rage.
Paris, who had no clue who this person was or why he was so hated, wasn't in the mood for games. Her eyes flashed with fire, she was mad. "Where's Rogue?" she growled at the brown hair boy known as John.
"Nice to meet you too." He smirked, and looked her up and down taking in all her curves. He liked what he saw. "So you're the one." He muttered under his breathe.
"Excuse me?" Paris asked him, she had only heard a mumble of his second sentence.
"Nothing." He replied the smirk still on his face. His eyes wandered around the team taking in each of them, his eyes stopped on Bobby. "How ya doing Bobby boy?"
Bobby narrowed his eyes in disgust and threw an iceball at him, which John dodged. "What are you doing here John?"
"Working." John answered vaguely.
Paris walked up to John slowly her body moving like that of a predator. She could tell the boy was hardly frightened by her, but that would soon change. Paris was a foot from him now. She eyed him, and with the wave of a hand, a fireball zipped past John's shoulder hitting the right side of the wall where he stood.
John had been slightly taken aback by the attack, but he brushed it off coolly. "Do you mean to miss?"
Paris raised an eyebrow and replied "What do you think?"
The X-men behind her all stood ready for an attack, each with their powers ready and willing.
"Now I'll ask again. Where is Rogue?" Paris glared at John.
"Not here." He answered as smoothly as possible.
"Wrong answer." Paris said and started a fireball in her hand, placing it near John's face. She was confused when she saw John staring at the ball of flame trying to make it move or something.
As John concentrated on the fireball in the girl's hand in front of him, he was shocked that it wouldn't move to his will. ^^Why won't it move?^^ He thought. His power was the manipulation of fire, and the thing that hovered over the brunette's hand sure looked like fire. The X-men behind the witch noticed as well and began to ask themselves similar questions.
Paris gave him a puzzled stare. "What are you doing?"
"He is trying to manipulate your fireball Paris." A male voice said from the darkness in the alleyway. "But it is not working, is it John?"
Everyone turned toward the sound of the voice, the voice sounded familiar to all of them even John. As the figure of whoever had just spoken grew closer, they could make out more than one presence.
"No." John replied, still watching the approaching figures.
The figures finally came into view. The X-men and the young witch were less than thrilled to see Professor Xavier, Cyclops, Wolverine, and the three Charmed ones.
^^Oh shit.^^ Paris thought as she saw the disapproving glances coming her way from her family. "Professor this isn't what it looks like." Paris blurted out immediately.
"Really?" Phoebe began. "Because to me, it looks like you are about to hurt someone, and by the looks of things the innocent is gone."
"I have everything under control." Paris stated. She wished she hadn't agreed to this, now she was in major trouble with her family and the X-men. But since things had ended up this way she had every intent on finding Rogue before they left for the mansion, but it was too late.
In a swirl of blue and white lights Paris saw Leo and two others; Rogue and Remy "Found them."
Piper cleared her throat, her gaze on her niece. "The fireball Paris."
Paris noticed that her fireball was still inches from John's face. She sighed as she waved her hand again making the ball disappear. John took that as his chance to escape; he quickly kneed Paris in the stomach and jetted to the door and back into the club. The teenagers immediately began to go after him but were stopped when the professor entered their minds telling them to 'let him go'. They then turned to face the adults, all with guilty faces. Each felt bad about disobeying the rules after they had been told not to. Paris especially felt bad; she had let down her family. She had lost the innocent while she was having some fun with Bobby. She knew she was in for a lecture of a lifetime when they got back.
The professor motioned for them to follow him, and they did so not wanting to get into any more trouble than they were already in. As Paris walked with the group she went over to Rogue's side. "I'm so sorry." Paris told the girl.
Rogue smiled. "It's not yer fault, Ah wanted ta go."
"Yeah, but I'm supposed to protect you." Paris explained.
"Listen," Rogue began. "Ah appreciate the help but Ah don't need a babysitter." She didn't understand why this was such a big deal to Paris, but was being as polite as possible about it.
Paris just sighed and shimmered back to the mansion not wanting to face anybody until it was completely necessary.
Phoebe had watched as her daughter apologized to Rogue. She knew that the southerner didn't understand why it was so important to Paris that she lost her. The woman knew her daughter felt horrible about it; she could see it in her eyes. Phoebe was about to talk to her daughter but Paris had shimmered away before Phoebe could reach her. A soft sigh came out as she turned and walked beside Logan back to the car they had driven in to get to the club. There was going to be a lot of explaining in the morning as well as a lot of discipline and neither the adults nor teens were thrilled with the idea.
-----Please review. Hope ya'll liked it. Thanks to all those who have reviewed. ~Alana---
Chapter Four: Lost The Innocent
As Phoebe walked down the hallway with Logan talking animatedly her mind began to show her something of importance.
~People danced all around in the dimly lit club. The music blared loudly as the people moved their bodies to the rhythm. A girl with a white streak in her hair danced unaware of the two coming up behind her. A woman with red hair and blue skin held something that gleamed in the dim light as she pulled it out of her pocket. The boy beside the woman grabbed the girl steady as the woman used the shiny object which had turned out to be a syringe into the girl's back. The woman injected the liquid, and the girl fell. The two then took the girl with them out of sight.~
Phoebe let out a loud gasp after the vision faded. She hadn't realized that she had fallen into the arms of Logan while she had watched the premonition.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Logan asked with concern in his voice.
"Get me to Rogue." Was all Phoebe said.
Logan didn't ask for more, he saw the urgency in the woman's face and took her to the rec room where they had last seen the girl.
"Mom?!" Paris ran to her mother. She had been sitting on the couch talking with Rouge when she saw her mother come over to them. When she saw her mother she knew immediately that she had had a premonition, she knew the look of her mom's face after a vision like the back of her hand. "What did you see?"
Phoebe looked at her daughter then to Rogue. "I saw Rogue in a club." Rogue's eyes lit up at the sound of her name. "A woman and a young man came up behind her. The woman stuck a needle into her, and after she passed out they took her away."
"What? How?" Rogue was confused.
"I have premonitions, that means I can see the future." She told the young woman. Phoebe then turned her attention to the whole group. "I know you all had your hearts set on going to that club tonight but I'm not permitting any of you to go."
Logan had all the facts now and nodded his head in agreement. "I agree." He gave a look that said 'don't talk back'. None of them did, they knew once Logan had made up his mind that there was no changing it.
"Fine." Paris sighed unhappily.
Phoebe looked her daughter straight in the eye. "Rogue is an innocent now, we have to protect her. Please be good." She knew her daughter would break the rule if she wanted to but she hoped that if she made it clear that Rogue was now in their protection Paris wouldn't do anything to jeopardize the girl's life.
Paris nodded. "Innocent, got it."
Phoebe smiled and left the room with Logan. When they were out of sight Jubilee piped up. "Okay so we just have to be more careful when we go that's all."
"What?" Paris asked.
"When we go out we just have to keep an eye on Rogue." Jubilee stated.
"You mean we're still going?" Paris asked. She didn't mind the idea, but if her mother found out she would be in deep dog crap. "I don't th-"
Rogue cut her off. "Come on, Ah can take care of mahself."
"Yeah, and we will all like watch her." Kitty replied.
Paris thought for a moment, and then smiled. Her naughty side decided to take over for the moment. "Okay then, I think I know how to get there without getting caught." With that said a sly smirk crossed her pink lips.
"Spill it." Peter told her and that's exactly what she did.
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The teens entered the club excitedly; everyone ecstatic about making it out of the institute without being caught. They quickly found a place to sit and ordered drinks. After a few rounds, they all got up to dance.
Paris and Rogue rocked the dance floor, swaying to the music seductively catching the attention of many of the male members. Bobby and Remy watched the two from the booth. After a few songs Remy left to go join his girlfriend on the dance floor. Bobby on the other hand had another drink and continued to watch as Paris danced.
A few songs later Paris went back to the booth and sat next to Bobby. She ordered another drink and made conversation with the boy. Paris was definitely attracted to him. His blond hair and handsome smile was so enchanting. She quickly led him onto the dance floor.
When they reached the spot the others were at they began to dance. Her back was toward his front, causing heat to wheel up inside him as she moved to the music. His hands began to wander and found themselves on her stomach pulling her closer. Paris laid her head against his chest while they danced, and her arms came up and encircled around his neck.
Bobby couldn't take it anymore; he began to kiss her neck hungrily. Paris felt arousal grow inside her with each kiss that was placed on her soft skin. She moaned with the pleasure of it. Swiftly she turned to face him and the air wall between their faces closed as their lips met. His tongue licked her lower lip asking entrance inside. Her lips parted and their tongues intertwined as the kiss heated.
When they parted for air, their eyes locked together both savoring the face of the other and absorbing the moment. Their moment was broken by the tap on Bobby's shoulder. He turned his head to see Peter pointing somewhere to the right of the room. Bobby followed the gesture and he frowned. Paris too looked in the direction to see a boy with long hair pulled back. She could she the fire in his eyes even from the distance between them. His eyes met hers for a moment and a smirk crossed his face.
"John." Bobby growled under his breathe.
Paris could hear the hatred for the man in Bobby's voice. ^^Why does Bobby hate him so much?^^ She wondered. All she knew was that she could sense that he wasn't up to any good. Suddenly she began to scan the room. She looked for a lock of white hair; nothing. "ROGUE!" Paris screamed.
Jubilee, Kitty, and Peter came to the young witch's side. "What's wrong?" Jubilee asked as she saw the worried look on the girl's face.
"Rogue, I don't see her." Paris replied, her eyes still scanning the room for the girl.
"Maybe she's off somewhere with Remy." Kitty stated trying to calm Paris down.
Paris shook her head and ran out the side doors and into an alley at the back of the club. Broken bottles lay on the ground, and crates where staked against the brick walls. Paris concentrated on the girl who she knew was an innocent. She searched the entire club scene, then the mansion and anywhere else that the girl could possibly be. But she came up with nothing. "This can't be happening!" Paris cried, the anger welling up inside. She couldn't lose her innocent; she couldn't! But as she continued to scan the room it became evident that she had lost her innocent.
"Calm down we'll find Rog-." Kitty's sentence was cut off by a familiar face. The X-men were silent as they stared at their former team member in rage.
Paris, who had no clue who this person was or why he was so hated, wasn't in the mood for games. Her eyes flashed with fire, she was mad. "Where's Rogue?" she growled at the brown hair boy known as John.
"Nice to meet you too." He smirked, and looked her up and down taking in all her curves. He liked what he saw. "So you're the one." He muttered under his breathe.
"Excuse me?" Paris asked him, she had only heard a mumble of his second sentence.
"Nothing." He replied the smirk still on his face. His eyes wandered around the team taking in each of them, his eyes stopped on Bobby. "How ya doing Bobby boy?"
Bobby narrowed his eyes in disgust and threw an iceball at him, which John dodged. "What are you doing here John?"
"Working." John answered vaguely.
Paris walked up to John slowly her body moving like that of a predator. She could tell the boy was hardly frightened by her, but that would soon change. Paris was a foot from him now. She eyed him, and with the wave of a hand, a fireball zipped past John's shoulder hitting the right side of the wall where he stood.
John had been slightly taken aback by the attack, but he brushed it off coolly. "Do you mean to miss?"
Paris raised an eyebrow and replied "What do you think?"
The X-men behind her all stood ready for an attack, each with their powers ready and willing.
"Now I'll ask again. Where is Rogue?" Paris glared at John.
"Not here." He answered as smoothly as possible.
"Wrong answer." Paris said and started a fireball in her hand, placing it near John's face. She was confused when she saw John staring at the ball of flame trying to make it move or something.
As John concentrated on the fireball in the girl's hand in front of him, he was shocked that it wouldn't move to his will. ^^Why won't it move?^^ He thought. His power was the manipulation of fire, and the thing that hovered over the brunette's hand sure looked like fire. The X-men behind the witch noticed as well and began to ask themselves similar questions.
Paris gave him a puzzled stare. "What are you doing?"
"He is trying to manipulate your fireball Paris." A male voice said from the darkness in the alleyway. "But it is not working, is it John?"
Everyone turned toward the sound of the voice, the voice sounded familiar to all of them even John. As the figure of whoever had just spoken grew closer, they could make out more than one presence.
"No." John replied, still watching the approaching figures.
The figures finally came into view. The X-men and the young witch were less than thrilled to see Professor Xavier, Cyclops, Wolverine, and the three Charmed ones.
^^Oh shit.^^ Paris thought as she saw the disapproving glances coming her way from her family. "Professor this isn't what it looks like." Paris blurted out immediately.
"Really?" Phoebe began. "Because to me, it looks like you are about to hurt someone, and by the looks of things the innocent is gone."
"I have everything under control." Paris stated. She wished she hadn't agreed to this, now she was in major trouble with her family and the X-men. But since things had ended up this way she had every intent on finding Rogue before they left for the mansion, but it was too late.
In a swirl of blue and white lights Paris saw Leo and two others; Rogue and Remy "Found them."
Piper cleared her throat, her gaze on her niece. "The fireball Paris."
Paris noticed that her fireball was still inches from John's face. She sighed as she waved her hand again making the ball disappear. John took that as his chance to escape; he quickly kneed Paris in the stomach and jetted to the door and back into the club. The teenagers immediately began to go after him but were stopped when the professor entered their minds telling them to 'let him go'. They then turned to face the adults, all with guilty faces. Each felt bad about disobeying the rules after they had been told not to. Paris especially felt bad; she had let down her family. She had lost the innocent while she was having some fun with Bobby. She knew she was in for a lecture of a lifetime when they got back.
The professor motioned for them to follow him, and they did so not wanting to get into any more trouble than they were already in. As Paris walked with the group she went over to Rogue's side. "I'm so sorry." Paris told the girl.
Rogue smiled. "It's not yer fault, Ah wanted ta go."
"Yeah, but I'm supposed to protect you." Paris explained.
"Listen," Rogue began. "Ah appreciate the help but Ah don't need a babysitter." She didn't understand why this was such a big deal to Paris, but was being as polite as possible about it.
Paris just sighed and shimmered back to the mansion not wanting to face anybody until it was completely necessary.
Phoebe had watched as her daughter apologized to Rogue. She knew that the southerner didn't understand why it was so important to Paris that she lost her. The woman knew her daughter felt horrible about it; she could see it in her eyes. Phoebe was about to talk to her daughter but Paris had shimmered away before Phoebe could reach her. A soft sigh came out as she turned and walked beside Logan back to the car they had driven in to get to the club. There was going to be a lot of explaining in the morning as well as a lot of discipline and neither the adults nor teens were thrilled with the idea.
-----Please review. Hope ya'll liked it. Thanks to all those who have reviewed. ~Alana---