Note : Woohoo, I got the teens' powers out! I explain a lot in this chapter, but it will all become clear as the chapters come out.

ishandahalf : I know, I know, I felt so bad with the cliffhanger after posting the chapter on FF.N… But don't you worry, Remy won't die. I love him too much for that, and have other plans for him in future chapters. Besides, I've already killed him in a fic and still feel guilty about it, so no more Remy funerals for me. Okay! The French songfic it will be, but not for now, I still want to get this one going…

Becki : Well, not exactly his mother's powers, since Rogue's powers don't have effect on Remy anymore (since Through Time, chapter 25, "Mr. Hyde". And if you say that they did have an effect on him in chapter 28, I'll remind you that he had the Genoshen collar on. Ah ha!). If Louis had the same powers as Rogue, he couldn't have hurt his father, which he did, and pretty bad. All will be explained in this chapter. And I'm tired of the pills… let them practice a bit, and get a little control on the darn powers! Hell, all the other X-Men can control theirs! LOL… I'll find another way!

Tammy : How Rogue will handle this? Well, being married to Remy, I'm quite sure she has seen worse than that, you just re-read Through Time… And Louis is his son, so it's more like having two Remys in the house. Rogue is strong, she can very well handle this. I'd be more worried about Louis' reaction if I were you…

lucky439 : Well, you're right… I'm in a writing urge right now (too bad no cute looking guys burst into my appartment, yelling "she's got the urge" and giving me a bottle a exctasy shampoo… okay, sorry for the small insanity moment), so the chapters some quickly. Okay, okay, you'll practice your patience later! Sorry about that, I'll find a way to manage a long time between this chapter and the next one… lol.

Enjoy.

All is explained

Hey girl!

How are you doing? I'm doing fine, I found a job in a daycare center, where I blow noses and stop hyperactive children from killing themselves by jumping off the swing. Thank God they can't get on the roof.

Sure I accept your proposition of coming two weeks earlier! We'll have some time to catch up and do some fun stuff before school begins…

Good news : Antoine is coming out of the hospital next week. The doctors wanted to keep him longer, because of the damages he got to his head, but he insisted (a lot), and mom and dad did too, so they're letting him out. Seing the mood he's into since he woke up, I guess it's going to be a relief for the nurses.

Write to him, Josée, please…He's too stuck up in his pride to do it himself, even if he wants to. He's… well, he's back to normal, I guess. Back to what he was before you came.

I liked the smiling and laughing Antoine better. Please write to him.

Lili

~~

Louis rocked himself slightly in the chair in the med lab, arms around his drawn up legs, and chin resting on his knees. Violent and painfull sobs shook his chest as he looked at the uncouscious body of his father, lying on a bed near his chair. He had done that. He didn't know how, but he had badly hurt his father, who had been unconscious for the last hour. He looked dangerously pale to Louis, who felt another large wave of guilt wash over him, and tears stung his eyes. If anything happened to Remy because of him…

Rogue entered the lab, holding the two glasses of water she had gone to get. She handed one to Louis, but he shook his head.

"I don't want to touch your hand, mom. Put it on the table, please." Rogue sighed, but set down the glasses on the small glass table before seating in the other chair.

"We don't know what happened, sugah. It's not yah fault."

"No, of course." He said ironicaly. He got on his feet and walked to the bed, watching his father, concentrating in hopes it could make the red eyes open again. " I felt it, mom. I felt the pain leaving my shoulders and arms and go through my hand and into him…" Louis looked down at his bandaged hand. The burning feeling had subsided a little, leaving large blisters in his palm and on his fingers, and the skin on his wrist was a vivid red, gleaming in the neon light with aloe verra gel. "I could have killed him. He could still die, and it would be because of me."

"He is not going to die, Louis." Henry closed the door behind him, and turned towards Louis with a small smile. "Knowing your father, he'll want to get up in the following 24 hours. He's been through much worse."

"He's got mah powers, right?" said Rogue, getting up.

"I don't think so" said Louis, turning to her. "I didn't feel like absorbing anything."

"Me neither" said a voice from the bed. Louis turned on his heels to see his father rubbing a hand on his forehead, eyes squinted against the pain. "I felt like I was gonna blow, instead."

***

Lydia lifted her head from under her arms. It was panic in the mall. People were running everywhere, sreaming and pulling small crying children by the hand, and a light white smoke covered everything. She turned her head towards Josée, a few meter away, who was struggling to get on her knees. She looked quite bad, Lydia thought, seeing the wide and scared green eyes of her friend. "Josée!" Josée snapped her head to her, and rapidly began to crawl on hand and knees in her direction.

"When is your mom coming?"

"Right away, she'll be waiting at the main entrance."

"Let's go, before I blow anything else."

Sure enough, Jean was waiting, franticly looking everywhere in the riot the mall had become. Then she saw the two girls running in her directions, and her eyes became angry. "What happened here?"

"I blew up a bench, and it seems everyone thinks there are bombs here." Jean's eyes went wide.

"You blew up a bench?" Her mouth stayed open for a few moments, then she shook herself and waved towards the car on the other side of the glass doors. "Come on, let's go to the mansion."

***

"Blow?" said Rogue, weakly. Henry cleared his throath.

"You've got some internal burns, aside from your hand, which is burned to second degree. If I…"

He was cut by some noise in the corridor, before the door slamed open and Josée appeared in the door frame. "Papa? You're awake!"

"Yeah, y'could say dat." He managed a small grimace for a smile, and closed his eyes again. "I feel like a barbecued steak."

"What happened to yah?" Rogue asked her daughter seeing her dishelved appearance, and Josée turned to her.

"I… I blew up a bench at the mall. Like… Like dad does."

"What does that mean? I got mom's powers, and Josée got dad's?" Josée snapped her head at her brother. Mom's powers? That wasn't a good thing. Good thing they had the pills…

"I'm afraid it is not that simple. And since you are twins, my guess is that you both have the same powers, they just manifested different ways, since you touched different things."

"Thanks" said Remy.

"Different material,"corrected Henry with a glare at the bed "and Josée might have done the same to Lydia, if they had touched. The bench was less lucky."

"But what are our powers, exactly?" Louis asked. "If I can blow up stuff, then why…" He shivered violently at the idea, and didn't finish his sentence. He didn't need to.

"Remy has charging powers as well. I think his body is used to that kind of power, and absorbed the charging instead of turning his potential energy into kinetic energy. That would explain the bad burns, and why he didn't… well, explose under your eyes." Everyone was silent. That didn't sound like a good thing as a power. "You seemed to have heritated of a mix of both your parents' powers, creating kinetic enery by touching material, and by charging biological material through skin contact, though it seems it hurts you too in the process" he added, gesturing towards Louis' bandaged hand. Josée sat down hard on a chair, looking at her hands. She had been wanting to have mutant powers, seeing how well the X men managed to control them. But beeing able to blow off people on a single touch was too much for her. She looked up at Louis, who was staring at his hands with an angry look. Henry sighed. "There is probably a way of adapting the anti-power pills to your powers. Just give me a few days. But remember one thing. If Rogue's powers are "on" all the time, Remy has perfect control on his charging abilities. In that case, you might have some facility to control this skin blowing thing, if you practice." Louis and Josée nodded together, and left the med lab, under the worried looks of their parents.

~~

Ten years before

Josée clapped in her hands with glee as Remy lifted her to sit on his shoulders, and she looked around, not knowing where to lay her eyes. There were animals everywhere, all more beautiful than the others. She knew her father had put her on his shoulders so she would stop running everywhere with Louis, bumping into everyone. Louis was less lucky, having to hold their mother's hand. Both parents had turned angry in a few seconds when they had finaly found them at the zoo administration, where a nice woman with a large hat had brought them after finding them alone in front of the lions cage, but her brother and she had acted innocent and fluttered their lashes, and dad had calmed down, if not mom, who couldn't be fooled. Josée smiled. She always had her father in the palm of her hand. Okay, so she couldn't run anymore, sitting on the 6 feet high shoulders. But she had a wonderful view on all the things she couldn't see as a small 5 years old.

"PAPA!" She felt him flinch as she yelled in his ears. She pointed at a small brown building, not far away, with a huge chimpazee staring at them on a 10 feet high poster. "I wanna see the monkeys!"

"Not yet, ma belle. We said w're gonna eat before we go to de monkeys' house."

"I wanna go to the monkeys!" Louis cheered from the ground, pulling on Rogue's arm, scanding "Monkeys, monkeys, monkeys" uncessantly, and Remy gave Rogue a look. "I WANNA SEE THE MONKEYS!" Remy's hands went under her arms, roughly lifting her, before he set her on the ground and crouched in front of her, so he could look her in the eyes. He looked angry, and she stared at the ground, tears in her eyes. This was the first time Remy really looked mad at her. She felt his hand under her chin, lifting her head, and she opened her eyes to see the red irises gleaming angrily in the sunlight. If dad had taken off his sunglasses to look at her, he really was angry. He never took off his sunglasses in public places, nor in the bright sunlight, were the sunrays could hurt his eyes bad.

"I won't let y'talk t'me like dat, girl! Dat's de way y'have to act, if y'wanna go straight home!" Josée lifted her head a little more, seeking her mother's help, but Rogue stood a few feet away, looking angry as well, firmly holding a pitiful looking Louis by the hand. "Look at me, Jo!" She reluntancly looked back in her father's eyes. "I y'want somethin', you ask it nice! I'm y'father, Josée, not a slave!" She nodded, eyes closed, trying to hold back her tears. Remy got up, putting his glasses back on, and reached down to take her hand.

"Papa?" He looked down at her, looking a little annoyed.

"What is it, Josée?"

"Can we go see the monkeys? S'il-te-plaît?" He smiled a little, but it didn't work.

"I said: after lunch."

***

"It is believed that monkeys and humans are different evolutions from the same animal, a small monkey-like fox that lived millions of years ago…" A woman was standing in front of the chimpanzee cage where the monkeys were doing their show, jumping and swinging under the high pitched laughs and squeals of delight of the children gathered in front of the cage. Only the smiling parents seemed to be listening to the monkey gardian. "Now we have good reasons to believe that evolution is never finished, and nobody knows what humans will look like in another million years." Josée's eyes left the monkeys to turn to her father with a smile on her face. He saw her and smiled back, winking behind his sunglasses. She also saw another man walk near to her mother, and heard what he said to her.

"Hey cutie mutie, you're on the wrong side of the cage!" Rogue's head snapped back at him and she glared, and Josée saw her father freeze. It took him only one step to be in face of the man and to slowly grab the man's collar. He took off his glasses with his other hand, and Josée heard the man gasp. Knowing her father, Josée knew the red eyes must have been glowing an errie red again, like glowing embers of a dying fire.

"What's daddy doing?" Louis whispered in her ear. Everyone was silent, looking at the two men, and Josée had a feeling something bad was going to happen. Her father looked so angry, she didn't even recognized him.

"Papa?" she asked in a febble voice. Remy took in a sharp breath, hearing her, and released the man from his grip on his collar. The man quickly withdrew, his back hitting the wall behind him when he couldn't go further. Rogue took Josée and Louis' hands, and walked towards Remy, motionning him to get out. They walked out of the monkeys house in a uneasy silence.

~~

She looked angrily at the email on her screen, and resisted the urge of slamming her fist in the screen, letting it fall on the desk with a loud thump instead. Write to him? Why should she write to him, after the things he had said to her? If he was too "stuck up in his pride" to write to her, she wouldn't write either. Damn him, she thought with tears in her eyes, damn him and his stubborn attitude. She had managed so well before she knew him, and he had turned her world upside down in a few months. And she couldn't manage anything anymore, she thought, and let her head fall in her hands, sobs shaking her shoulders.

To be continued!