H.O.Me: A story of Family

By Xenomorph666

"Aliens" is © Century Fox Production I do not own it

X-Men: Evolution and its respective characters are © Marvel, Again I do not own them (But I sure as hell wish I did)

Summary: As HOMe recovers he gets visitor of… shall we say insane proportions (ACOLYTES!).

A.N.:   Don't ask me how the hell they got in but they did and now they're bearing gifts.  Why?  Also very short chapter.  Pressed for time.

Chapter 12

Shiny Stuff for the big black bug

HOMe was resting peacefully on Kitty's floor.  He just didn't have the strength to climb on the walls as of yet.  He was happy as he listened to the silence of the house, he was the only one here and for some reason the solitude wasn't killing him, maybe it was because over the last few weeks every person who came into Kitty's room had to pet him and say how sorry they felt for him.  Well all except for Logan and Scott.  Logan just came in and nodded while dropping him some food; Scott on the other hand continually scowled at him.  HOMe had made sure to hiss back at the young man once, he jumped so high that even the on looking Kurt was impressed if not amused.  HOMe smiled inwardly at the thought and rubbed his aching shoulder.  He was still terrified of the new creature of his species that had appeared.  The constant thought of the Hives reaching out to exterminate him plagued him every day, but now he was worried for his new family.  Strange I have never given that word much thought before.  "Family", is it simply a word or is it something more. HOMe became lost in his thoughts for more than an hour before he realized he was hungry, he went down to the kitchen to get some food and didn't really notice the two figures standing in the room.

"Remy told ya he'd be dow' soon enuff." HOMe spun around at the sound of Remy's voice.  He wasn't to happy to see the Cajun or the new person that he had brought.

"Yea, yea, yea.  You win the bet and I St. John Alderdyce know when I'm beat so…" St. John pulled out a small lighter and handed it to Remy "Here ya go…" the rest of his little speech was lost under his mumbling.

~What Remy-Man want here? ~ HOMe asked not backing down from his defensive stance, he knew he was in no condition to fight and from the laughter around him the two young men saw it as well. 

"Easy, now mon ami.  Remy and Pyro jus' heard ya was feelin' 'bit under da weader." Remy pulled out a book from his coat and tossed it onto the table.  "So we chippe' in an' buy you a book o' philosph… philos… John help Remy out." 

"Philosophy, mate.  Learn to say the damn word.  I can't be your dictionary-bitch all the time." John was playing around with a busted up lighter he had found on the street. 

"Right, what he said" Remy sat down at a stool and noticed HOMe's look.  "Remy see pas' your mask jus' as he see pas' Rogue's.  You in pain mon ami.  Remy wrong at any time you jus' correct 'im and he'll leave."  HOMe picked up the book and looked at it. 

"It all right mon ami, your secret safe wit Remy.  Remy has his own secrets too ya know." He said as HOME looked at him still.

~Remy-Friend loose family. ~ Remy's mouth dropped and John's lighter finally worked.

"How you know dat?" he asked as HOMe turned and walked up the stairs. 

~Remy-Friend want to know.  Remy-Friend need to stay. ~

St. John looked up from his lighter with an insane glint in his eyes.  The glint faded as he noticed his friends look of extreme discomfort.  He decided to break the silence, "Well ya did say he was smarter than he acted mate."  Remy shot him a look that he had never seen before. 

"Remy stayin'." He said as he got up and grabbed himself some water.

"Fair enough, I mean with Mags gone Pete's gone back to his family and well we're starving so I might as well join you too!"  The two young men heard a groan in their heads.

"Remy tink dat HOMe didn't count on that."  The two smiled and waited for someone other than the famed Logan to return to the mansion.