[A/N:Something goes as the last chapter, thanks to my reviewer and the reviews I got on LiveJournal. This Poem by E.J. Pratt inspired me to write the second part]
It took the sea a thousand years
A thousand years to trace
The granite features of this cliff,
In crag and scarp and base
It took the sea an hour one night,
An hour of storm to place
The sculpture of those granite seams,
Upon a woman's face
Days, hours, minutes. Bobby could even feel each second that passed since John left, each day aging him, changing Rogue. As they sat quietly in Bobby's room, they awaited the arrival of a new mutant, the one taking John's bed. The one area that both of them had lied in when John had first left, slept in to draw his familiar scent into them, trying to make it theirs. The scent that once lingered on the sheets had now long since faded and then little by little, without realizing it, Bobby and Rogue had slowly started getting on with their lives.
Each day, as they grew stronger, both with their powers and with their mind, they fought along side of Xavier as X-men and at night, in each others arms they would make love, slowly, almost mechanically.
With each touch of their lips they pretended it was John's fiery lips they were latching onto, to feed oxygen to, so the fire could burn brighter. But each time when they woke up in the morning, clutching each other, they were disappointed to find the other half of them was still not with them.
It was in battle that they saw him again, months later, battling against them. Even without his fire being directed towards them, they could feel the intense element that he represented, burning for relief.
Rushing against another mutant, Rogue easily deflected the women's attack and gripped on to her shoulders, drawing the elusive molecular powers inside of her. Rogue held on long enough for the mutant to feel the effect of her powers and fall to the ground. For a moment Rogue felt the women in her mind, just as she had felt Logan and Erik, long ago. But whereas when she was young, she was able to push to women's overwhelming feelings aside to focus on staying alive. At that same moment, as the fog of emotions lifted, Rogue felt his eyes watching her - waiting for her to move. Casting aside the women's now limp body, she turned and faced him.
As the dust settled, Bobby could see Logan dragging Scott back to the X-Jet, and noticed Rogue standing beside a shadowed figure. Racing over, several things happened at once. John caught Rogue's eye, Magneto called for him to come and Bobby realized with a start that he was looking at his former lover.
Fire met Ice and nothing was ever the same again.
It took the sea a thousand years
A thousand years to trace
The granite features of this cliff,
In crag and scarp and base
It took the sea an hour one night,
An hour of storm to place
The sculpture of those granite seams,
Upon a woman's face
Days, hours, minutes. Bobby could even feel each second that passed since John left, each day aging him, changing Rogue. As they sat quietly in Bobby's room, they awaited the arrival of a new mutant, the one taking John's bed. The one area that both of them had lied in when John had first left, slept in to draw his familiar scent into them, trying to make it theirs. The scent that once lingered on the sheets had now long since faded and then little by little, without realizing it, Bobby and Rogue had slowly started getting on with their lives.
Each day, as they grew stronger, both with their powers and with their mind, they fought along side of Xavier as X-men and at night, in each others arms they would make love, slowly, almost mechanically.
With each touch of their lips they pretended it was John's fiery lips they were latching onto, to feed oxygen to, so the fire could burn brighter. But each time when they woke up in the morning, clutching each other, they were disappointed to find the other half of them was still not with them.
It was in battle that they saw him again, months later, battling against them. Even without his fire being directed towards them, they could feel the intense element that he represented, burning for relief.
Rushing against another mutant, Rogue easily deflected the women's attack and gripped on to her shoulders, drawing the elusive molecular powers inside of her. Rogue held on long enough for the mutant to feel the effect of her powers and fall to the ground. For a moment Rogue felt the women in her mind, just as she had felt Logan and Erik, long ago. But whereas when she was young, she was able to push to women's overwhelming feelings aside to focus on staying alive. At that same moment, as the fog of emotions lifted, Rogue felt his eyes watching her - waiting for her to move. Casting aside the women's now limp body, she turned and faced him.
As the dust settled, Bobby could see Logan dragging Scott back to the X-Jet, and noticed Rogue standing beside a shadowed figure. Racing over, several things happened at once. John caught Rogue's eye, Magneto called for him to come and Bobby realized with a start that he was looking at his former lover.
Fire met Ice and nothing was ever the same again.