Although Rogue knew that John loved her, she still couldn't admit to
herself or him that she returned the love. She did care about him a lot,
she just didn't realize how much.
The next day, John had left to go somewhere before Rogue even woke up. She wondered where he always went, but every time she asked, he just said he was looking to help her. She just wished he could stay home with her and they could spend time together.
He came home around noon and Rogue had made some lunch for them. He had a worried expression on his face.
"What's wrong John?" she asked him.
"Well I gotta call from Remy today. He said he had a solution to your mutation."
"That's great! When can you get it?"
"He told me he wants both of us to meet him in the park. That way we can test it there and if it doesn't work, he can just take it back right away."
"So why do ya look so upset?"
"I don't want it to hurt you like the last one did."
"John don't worry. Ah'm tough. Ah can handle it."
So after lunch they headed to the park to find Remy sitting on a bench staring lazily up at the sky. When they got near, he shifted his attention towards John and then towards Rogue.
"Bonjour, ma petite," he said kissing her hand. "Remy has missed you." Rogue and John both rolled their eyes.
"Alright swamp rat, what do ya have?"
"Well.....Remy doesn't have anyt'ing right now. But he will get it."
"So basically you dragged us out here for nothin'?" John said, irritated.
"Non, it's a nice day. Remy thought de petite would like to come out of hidin'"
"Thanks swamp rat. But when will you get it?"
"Remy doesn't know. Mes amis we should go out to lunch." John looked excited at this comment, but Rogue was just annoyed.
"Nah, we already had lunch," she said. A frown crossed over John's face. She looked at the pyro and sighed, knowing that he wanted to spend time with his friend. "But ya can come over and have somethin if ya want." Remy and John both looked absolutely delighted about this.
Back at the apartment, Rogue set a large mound of food in front of the Cajun and the pyromaniac. 'Those two are hopeless,' she thought. After the guys ate, they sat around and watched sports for awhile. Rogue just sat with them quietly, but was extremely bored. Finally Remy left, assuring them that he would get the device as soon as he could.
"You don't like him much, do you, luv?" John asked.
"Ya have no idea. Ya made me live with him for an endless couple of days. It was a nightmare," she said, leaning her head on his shoulder.
"Sorry, luv," he said laughing.
"Ya did that just ta torture me, didn't ya?"
"Hey I had to keep you safe somehow."
"But all he did was sit around and follow me. He wasn't protectin me."
There was a knock on the door. John got up to answer it. When he opened it, a hand came out of nowhere, punching him in the nose, sending him across the room. The door opened more, revealing the blue demon known as Mystique.
"Rogue, finally I found you. I have something for you," she said, tossing a small paper bag towards the Goth. Rogue caught it, but threw it on the ground.
"Ah don't want anything from ya. Now get out." Mystique just laughed. She walked towards Rogue, who stood completely still, picked up the bag and pulled a silver ring out of it. She reached out and grabbed Rogue's wrist, pulled her glove off, and forced the ring on her finger. Rogue struggled to get out of the grasp, but she couldn't. Mystique touch the girl's bare skin and nothing happened.
"See, Rogue, I just wanted to help." Just as she said that, a glowing orange King of Hearts card shot out and hit Mystique. It exploded on impact, blowing her away from Rogue, but knocking Rogue on the floor in the process.
She looked up at the door to see Remy in the doorway with torn up clothes and bruises all over. He rushed to her side and helped her up.
"Sorry, petite. Remy didn't mean to hurt you."
"It's alright. Where's John?" They looked over to the corner of the room where John was struggling to get up. Rogue jumped over the top of the couch that was in the way and ran to his side. She tried to help him up, but he was too heavy. Remy came over and helped him up, supporting him with his shoulder.
"Let me guess," Rogue started, "You haven't seen us all day."
"Remy hasn't seen you since he lived with you. It was Mystique. We must go petite."
They walked outside to find Remy's (conveniently) 3-person motorcycle (Do they make 3-person motorcycles?). John was recovered quite nicely by this time, so they all got on and zoomed away.
************ Ok, not my best chapter, but I had to get the conflict in there. I think the next chapter is my last one. Or possibly second to last. We'll just have to see how it goes.
DemonRogue13- I'm glad you liked it. Enjoy this one too!
Rogue Warrior Spirit- I'm glad you like my story. That makes me really happy. And Pyro is such a great character...I wish he was real...
Strong Side Of Silence- killing really isn't a solution...but it's probably fun...wait no! killing is bad! And I'm honored that my story got the compliment of 'FRIGGEN AWESOME' that seriously rocks hardcore. Thank you very much.
DJ CherryGoddess- aw! Thank you for the compliment. I seriously did not think I was very good at writing. That makes me so happy. I'm glad you like it.
R&R
The next day, John had left to go somewhere before Rogue even woke up. She wondered where he always went, but every time she asked, he just said he was looking to help her. She just wished he could stay home with her and they could spend time together.
He came home around noon and Rogue had made some lunch for them. He had a worried expression on his face.
"What's wrong John?" she asked him.
"Well I gotta call from Remy today. He said he had a solution to your mutation."
"That's great! When can you get it?"
"He told me he wants both of us to meet him in the park. That way we can test it there and if it doesn't work, he can just take it back right away."
"So why do ya look so upset?"
"I don't want it to hurt you like the last one did."
"John don't worry. Ah'm tough. Ah can handle it."
So after lunch they headed to the park to find Remy sitting on a bench staring lazily up at the sky. When they got near, he shifted his attention towards John and then towards Rogue.
"Bonjour, ma petite," he said kissing her hand. "Remy has missed you." Rogue and John both rolled their eyes.
"Alright swamp rat, what do ya have?"
"Well.....Remy doesn't have anyt'ing right now. But he will get it."
"So basically you dragged us out here for nothin'?" John said, irritated.
"Non, it's a nice day. Remy thought de petite would like to come out of hidin'"
"Thanks swamp rat. But when will you get it?"
"Remy doesn't know. Mes amis we should go out to lunch." John looked excited at this comment, but Rogue was just annoyed.
"Nah, we already had lunch," she said. A frown crossed over John's face. She looked at the pyro and sighed, knowing that he wanted to spend time with his friend. "But ya can come over and have somethin if ya want." Remy and John both looked absolutely delighted about this.
Back at the apartment, Rogue set a large mound of food in front of the Cajun and the pyromaniac. 'Those two are hopeless,' she thought. After the guys ate, they sat around and watched sports for awhile. Rogue just sat with them quietly, but was extremely bored. Finally Remy left, assuring them that he would get the device as soon as he could.
"You don't like him much, do you, luv?" John asked.
"Ya have no idea. Ya made me live with him for an endless couple of days. It was a nightmare," she said, leaning her head on his shoulder.
"Sorry, luv," he said laughing.
"Ya did that just ta torture me, didn't ya?"
"Hey I had to keep you safe somehow."
"But all he did was sit around and follow me. He wasn't protectin me."
There was a knock on the door. John got up to answer it. When he opened it, a hand came out of nowhere, punching him in the nose, sending him across the room. The door opened more, revealing the blue demon known as Mystique.
"Rogue, finally I found you. I have something for you," she said, tossing a small paper bag towards the Goth. Rogue caught it, but threw it on the ground.
"Ah don't want anything from ya. Now get out." Mystique just laughed. She walked towards Rogue, who stood completely still, picked up the bag and pulled a silver ring out of it. She reached out and grabbed Rogue's wrist, pulled her glove off, and forced the ring on her finger. Rogue struggled to get out of the grasp, but she couldn't. Mystique touch the girl's bare skin and nothing happened.
"See, Rogue, I just wanted to help." Just as she said that, a glowing orange King of Hearts card shot out and hit Mystique. It exploded on impact, blowing her away from Rogue, but knocking Rogue on the floor in the process.
She looked up at the door to see Remy in the doorway with torn up clothes and bruises all over. He rushed to her side and helped her up.
"Sorry, petite. Remy didn't mean to hurt you."
"It's alright. Where's John?" They looked over to the corner of the room where John was struggling to get up. Rogue jumped over the top of the couch that was in the way and ran to his side. She tried to help him up, but he was too heavy. Remy came over and helped him up, supporting him with his shoulder.
"Let me guess," Rogue started, "You haven't seen us all day."
"Remy hasn't seen you since he lived with you. It was Mystique. We must go petite."
They walked outside to find Remy's (conveniently) 3-person motorcycle (Do they make 3-person motorcycles?). John was recovered quite nicely by this time, so they all got on and zoomed away.
************ Ok, not my best chapter, but I had to get the conflict in there. I think the next chapter is my last one. Or possibly second to last. We'll just have to see how it goes.
DemonRogue13- I'm glad you liked it. Enjoy this one too!
Rogue Warrior Spirit- I'm glad you like my story. That makes me really happy. And Pyro is such a great character...I wish he was real...
Strong Side Of Silence- killing really isn't a solution...but it's probably fun...wait no! killing is bad! And I'm honored that my story got the compliment of 'FRIGGEN AWESOME' that seriously rocks hardcore. Thank you very much.
DJ CherryGoddess- aw! Thank you for the compliment. I seriously did not think I was very good at writing. That makes me so happy. I'm glad you like it.
R&R