Own nothing, never will. I'm pretty sure this is accurate, kept
watching the pertinent scenes over and over and . . .
He'd seen Logan and Rogue a couple of times now, never speaking to either one; he wasn't supposed to talk, just listen and look. He never directly interfered, he simply told Xavier what was going on and hoped he knew how to deal with it--of course he always did. They were an interesting mix, Logan and Rogue. Logan, who seemed gruff and distant, was very protective of Rogue. Fred wondered how long the two of them had known each other. He guessed only long enough to go through something awful, otherwise he had no idea how they'd become as close as they were. Of course they weren't really close, he didn't think Logan would let anyone close. But they cared and worried about each other and that's more than he'd seen between most people in his lifetime.
The closest he could come to an example was that of his daughter-- Molly and her uncle (his brother) Ted, they were always watching out for each other. It was sweet really.
Then the rumors were flying. He hadn't been there when it happened, he did have a semblance of a life. But he'd heard enough versions of the story to piece together what he thought was the truth.
Logan had stabbed Rogue through with those claws of his, on account of a nightmare, most of the stories went. She'd then used her own power to absorb his healing factor to deal with her wound.
Now she'd disappeared. Logan, Storm, Scott and Xavier were all out looking for her.
Fred still couldn't understand why she'd left. It seemed to him that she was smart enough to realize that Logan wouldn't in a million years hold anything against her. He was worried truthfully, with Magneto rearing up his head and half of the X-men away from the school the whole thing seemed to be heading toward disaster.
Why was he always the one who noticed these things? Xavier was supposed to be telepathic, you'd think he'd see it all coming, he'd realize that this was all going to culminate in something horrendous. Fred knew Xavier most likely had everything under control but--so help him--he actually cared for these kids, something he would never have believed possible. And he had no idea what he would do if the school was attacked while all of the teachers, who were the only guardians these kids had, were out looking for one stray student. There wasn't much he could do with a mop and a bucket.
He'd seen Logan and Rogue a couple of times now, never speaking to either one; he wasn't supposed to talk, just listen and look. He never directly interfered, he simply told Xavier what was going on and hoped he knew how to deal with it--of course he always did. They were an interesting mix, Logan and Rogue. Logan, who seemed gruff and distant, was very protective of Rogue. Fred wondered how long the two of them had known each other. He guessed only long enough to go through something awful, otherwise he had no idea how they'd become as close as they were. Of course they weren't really close, he didn't think Logan would let anyone close. But they cared and worried about each other and that's more than he'd seen between most people in his lifetime.
The closest he could come to an example was that of his daughter-- Molly and her uncle (his brother) Ted, they were always watching out for each other. It was sweet really.
Then the rumors were flying. He hadn't been there when it happened, he did have a semblance of a life. But he'd heard enough versions of the story to piece together what he thought was the truth.
Logan had stabbed Rogue through with those claws of his, on account of a nightmare, most of the stories went. She'd then used her own power to absorb his healing factor to deal with her wound.
Now she'd disappeared. Logan, Storm, Scott and Xavier were all out looking for her.
Fred still couldn't understand why she'd left. It seemed to him that she was smart enough to realize that Logan wouldn't in a million years hold anything against her. He was worried truthfully, with Magneto rearing up his head and half of the X-men away from the school the whole thing seemed to be heading toward disaster.
Why was he always the one who noticed these things? Xavier was supposed to be telepathic, you'd think he'd see it all coming, he'd realize that this was all going to culminate in something horrendous. Fred knew Xavier most likely had everything under control but--so help him--he actually cared for these kids, something he would never have believed possible. And he had no idea what he would do if the school was attacked while all of the teachers, who were the only guardians these kids had, were out looking for one stray student. There wasn't much he could do with a mop and a bucket.