It Was All A Dream
AN/ Hey to all my wonderful reviewers! Sorry for so long without an update but my computer died earlier this week, so I had to wait for it to be repaired. My poor baby. Anyway…269 reviews! Party Time! Hehe! Keep on reviewing and I will keep on writing!
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Chapter 12
Get Me Out of Here
Marie clutched Bobby's shoulders as he ran up the steps. Her ankle was a big as a grapefruit, and every time it hit the edge of the staircase she whimpered in pain. She had never noticed how tall Bobby was before, but now she felt kind of sick watching the ground go by as he took enormous steps.
He managed to get to the landing before Ken's front door slammed open. Bobby tried to ignore the emotions churning inside his body as he ran as quickly as he could with Marie in his arms. Running as fast as he could down the hallway, Bobby opened the last door on his right and as gently as he could he closed the door behind him. The room was dark and full of shadows but their eyes quickly adjusted to the dim light.
Marie stared in horror at the guest bedroom. "What the heck are we doing here? I thought we were going to look for Steve?"
Bobby sighed as he sat her down on the bed. "We are, I mean I am. Look, I know you want to find your brother, but you can't with your ankle like that." He moved to the wall behind the bed.
Marie shook her mahogany hair in disgust. "So I am just going to be the sitting duck while you go around playing super hero? I don't think so."
Bobby let out a smile as he felt the latch for the Walker's spare closet. He opened the door and was relieved to find only bedding in the small room. He walked over to Marie and picked her up. "No, you are going to be hidden. Rest your foot until I come back. I will find Steve don't you worry." He placed her inside the closet and shut the door closed. Moving to the outer door as quickly as he did, he didn't hear her say thank you.
Steve O'Brien was aware of the police crashing the party. Luckily he had been in the back yard at the time, flirting with some of the sophomore girls that had come to the party, when the door crashed open. Fearing being arrested, everyone bolted for safety. Steve had no idea where his sister was as he ran across the grass into the Walker's neighbor's yard.
He sighed in relief that he was in the clear. He walked around the toys spewed in the lawn as he thought of what his sister said. Maybe these parties weren't the greatest idea. But everyone went to them, and he had heard about all the war stories from these kinds of parties. Steve was just confused. He walked around with no care until he stepped into one of the sensor zones. He cursed when the fluorescent lights turned on and began running again.
Looking around for a place to hide, Steve noticed the tree house. But to his horror, the ladder was not lowered to the ground. With all his energy, Steve hurled himself up to the tree and managed to grab a tree branch. His legs dangled beneath him as his shoulders protested the weird angle. He began swinging back and forth trying to find the leverage to swing himself over the tree house railing. Thinking he had it, Steve let go of the branch and flew.
Bobby stared in horror as Wolverine's claws went threw the soldier's body like a knife cutting butter. He felt like he was going to puke. The soldier dropped to the floor and Wolverine motioned him to follow. Bobby just wanted to shake his head, not only in defiance but also to get rid of the image that would haunt him for years. But the professor's training urged him to follow the animal. The one rule not to mess with at the mansion was the older kids always looked out for the younger children. So Bobby fought with inside himself and managed to pull away from the older man. He pressed the elevator's button and ran towards his obligation.
The image flashed inside Bobby Drake's head as he crept down the hallway, quietly entering every doorway searching for Steve O'Brien. His heart began to beat quicker as he heard the police hauling in his friends down stairs, the one voice barking out orders. If he got caught, Bobby knew that the fines would be high and any soccer scholarships for college would be lost.
He ran into a couple of his classmates as they searched for places to hide, and he even managed to ask a few if they saw the boy. But most of them were to drunk to understand English much less the question.
Bobby opened one of the last doors and wondered why he wasn't as out of it as his friends were. He knew that he passed out on the floor stone drunk, but when he woke up to see Marie, it was almost like all the alcohol melted away. And that weird dream he had before he spoke with Marie. His body had been full of pain as if something had been ripped out of him. Something that made him, him. Before he could contemplate any farther, his eyes widened when the white flash of light hit him in the face. This is it. The game was over.
Rogue woke up to Syrin's screams the night the mansion was attacked. She popped out of bed dazed and confused. One moment she was having a wonderful dream where she didn't hurt anyone, and the next moment she was crying in agony as Tracey's voice filled her ears painfully. "Stop it" she screamed, "Stop it." But it seemed like a millennia before it ended as Syrin took a breath.
Rogue scrambled out of her bed and looked out side her bedroom door wondering what was happening. That is when she saw the soldiers walking down the hallway. Rogue's stomach churned in turmoil. She never thought they would come for them. She never realized what could happen just because she was different from everyone else.
Marie felt tears drip down her face as she sat inside the dark closet alone. She felt all the emotions Rogue had. Because she was Rogue. No matter what she told Bobby downstairs, Marie knew the truth. The past wasn't clear but she was slowly regaining her old memory. She touched her own hand and wondered if she really missed her gift. Did she really miss her curse? No, but the fact someone was able to change the lives of so many… it made her feel violated, used. She felt like the government's puppet. She let herself cry as her ankle throbbed and the walls seemed to close around her.
She rested her wet cheek on a blanket, hoping that they would all be ok. That Steve wouldn't get in trouble, and…Bobby would come back to her.
After a while the closet door opened and Marie let out a scream as the flashlight blazed at her face.
AN/ What kind of writer would I be if I didn't leave cliffhangers. LOL. I am preparing a massive update for all my stories, so why don't you read them all? Hit my author's link and read about all my other Rogue/Bobby stories! Keep on reviewing and I will keep writing!
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