Note : Oh, I'm so sorry, that took forever to come out, and I had so much to do… Okay, I had no excuse, I did write yesterday but it had nothing to do with this. Chapter 7 is now officialy finished, and I consider it a big part of the beginning of the story… Thank you so much for the reviews, I love you all! And don't ask too many questions in your reviews… You know you're not going to get the answers that easy!

Lucky439 : Poor Josée? Wait 'til you read that! Lol, we'll see who's 'poor'…

KatLeBeau : Glad you liked the monkeys… I went to the zoo a few weeks ago, and it gave me the idea. As for Josée and Antoine, I figure things will twist up a little for them… You can always count on me to make characters sad and suffering. Life's never easy in my stories!

Talia458 : Oh, you scared me for a second! So you like Josée, Louis and Antoine (I tend to put too much Josée in this story, forgetting Louis, but I swear I have big projects for the boy)… Good thing, because they're the main three characters… Remy too, and a little Rogue (though she's still the only one to have her own POV in the story… vestige from Through Time, I guess), but you have to love the teens!

Warmer Than Fire : I has been a while since you'd review my stories… *snif* I thought you'd forgot about me!

Crazytook : Now take a deep breath, and take your time for this one… It's a bit depressing, but that's the way the story's going. Besides, you all wanted to know what had happened to Antoine…

Ishandahalf : Wait! Listen! Oh my God, isn't that ominous music I hear? Oooooh, is something bad going to happen? I'm so sorry this is going out just after the horrible thing I wrote yesterday, it makes it sound like I'm never going to write fluff again… Do not fear, fellow fiction-reader! I'm smiling again! Fluff on the way! I promise (for real).

Tammy : Still glad you like it. Hope you're going to like this one…

Becki : Okay, I read your review, and some answers can be given here. Josée and Louis have the same powers, though they still are kind of a mystery for them. What we know, is that they can charge stuff (just like Remy) by touching it, which they can control, but also that they can charge biological material (such as human flesh) by skin-to-skin contact, which they can't control, don't ask me why. Now Remy didn't blow up on Louis' contact, because he has the same kinetic charging power, and that his body absorbed the power surge instead of transforming his potential energy into kinetic one (which I wouldn't want to see…). I had to put a little Roguy in their powers, so I gave them the touching curse, even though they can't absorb life force like their mother. Flame me if you want, I'm sure they'll find a way to get control on this. Also, don't forget the strong physical and mental link between the twins, that could turn out to be very important… *wink* As for Antoine, well, what happened to him to be in a hospital is told here. As for where he's heading…

Nessie : Well, my main characters are the twins and Antoine, and the other X-Men are just background… for now! Now, we haven't seen any villains yet, haven't we?

Sora kinomoto : thanks!

Enjoy!

Decisions

She knocked lightly on the door, and entered without waiting for an answer. He was lying on his bed, eyes closed, hands folded behind his head. He opened his eyes when he heard her come in, and smiled sadly. "When?" he simply asked, his voice cracked.

"In two weeks." His eyelids dropped down as he only nodded, and Josée noticed the bobbing of his adam's apple as he swallowed hard. She walked to the bed and layed down next to him, putting her arms around his waist, and his arms went around her shoulders, pulling her close. "The plane leaves Montréal at 5 pm, the Sunday after the last day of school." He exhaled slowly through his nose, and Josée felt her eyes sting with fresh tears. She squeezed his, burrying her face in his shirt. "I'm going to miss you" she whispered, and his arms tightened on her shoulders.

"Me too, Jo."

"You'll write to me, huh?"

"I promise. And I'll call you." He dropped a kiss on her forehead and sighed. The last weeks had gone terribly fast, and the day when she would go back home was coming even faster. It hurt both of them to think of separating. Tears were running on her cheeks now, and she felt cold inside.

"I'm afraid I'll loose you, Toine." He didn't move for a few moments, then his hand went under her chin, lifting it so he could see her emerald green eyes.

"I won't let that happen, Josée."

"Come with me" she said, her voice barely audible. His eyebrows went up at that, and she felt a wave of renewed assurance. She lifted herself on one elbow, and stared into his eyes. "Come with me, Antoine. There's Xavier's school for mutants, you could stay there, they'll show you everything about your powers, show you how to use it…" He frowned.

"I don't know, Jo." Her heart skipped a beat. She never thought he would say no.

"What?" she asked weakly. He bit his lower lip and gathered her closer, leaning his head on the top of hers.

"I'm sorry. I'll think about it, okay?"

~~

"I just can't figure it out" said Louis, playing with a small white pebble. He grimaced slightly and the pebble glowed a few seconds before Louis threw it away. It exploded in the airs a few feet over the ground, and Louis layed down in the grass with a sigh.

"You can't figure out what?" asked Josée.

"Why didn't we get only dad's powers? It would have been easier."

"Well we didn't really get mom's powers. We can't absorb other people's life force or stuff. Besides, I don't think dad thought his powers were easy when he first got them."

"But we can hurt people by touching their skin, like mom. Dad can't do that, he can't charge living cells, only concrete dead stuff. We're stuck with mom's curse, we can't touch anyone without risking of blowing their head off."

"I guess we're lucky we have to touch… Dad can charge things just by concentrating on something."

Louis shivered. "Well, that would be great, wouldn't it?" he said ironicaly. Josée sighed and layed down next to her brother, and swallowed hard the permanent lump she had in her throat. Closing her eyes, she felt Louis stir next to her, turning on his side. "What's wrong, sis?" Josée opened her eyes and turned her head, meeting her brother's deep green gaze on her. "Did… did he write to you?" She sighed and closed her eyes.

"No. And he probably won't…. he…" Louis sat up before she could finish, muttering something like 'bastard' under his breath. "Louis, he ran away." He turned his head to her, frowning.

"He what?"

"He left his home, heading who knows where. He had a fight with his father, and nobody knows where he headed for…" her voice cracked, and she sat up, putting her face in her hands. "I just hope he's okay, and that he's gonna give a sign or something…"

"Josée? You said he was a mutant, right?" She lifted her head to look at  him.

"I don't see why that could change anything."

"Well, the prof could find him with Cerebro."

~~

Josée got out of the car and closed the passenger door. She turned towards the door, but stopped, noticing Antoine handn't moved from his spot near the driver's door.

"I'll stay here."

Josée felt her heart stop, but only sighed. She knew it would come to this. She turned back, facing Antoine.

"Why?"

"I can't leave here." He dropped his head, putting a lot of attention to his old car, wiping some squashed flies with his thumb. She put a hand on his arm, and his shoulders slumped, as carrying a lot of weight.

"Why, Antoine? It'd be home to you there." He closed his eyes, and shook his head. His other hand went to hers and grabbed it, squeezing tight.

"You trust me, right? I'll explain it all to you, in time. And I'll see you" he added quickly, opening his eyes to stare at hers. "I won't let you down, Josée. But I can't come with you. Not know."

"What are you talking about?" He sighed deeply and looked at the sky a few seconds, before closing his eyes.

"Please, Josée…"

"You aren't hiding anything from me, aren't you?" He frowned.

"And what if I am?" He violently shook his head. "What's wrong with you, Jo? Since when are you so possessive?"

"Since I want to know what's wrong with you!"

"NOTHING's wrong with me, Josée! You're the one who's going all crazy with something you don't know a thing about!" His voice was rising dangerously to an aggressive tone, and Josée was utterly conscious of the curious looks of the neighbours. She closed her eyes and counted to ten, but when she looked at him again, it hadn't worked.

"I would, if you explained it to me" she hissed. His eyes squinted.

"And since when would I have to explain everything to you, Josée? You have no right on me!" Her heart squeezed, and her mouth fell opened. He had hit a sensible spot. He sensed it, but continued. "And I have no right on you, Josée, we don't own each other!" She squeezed her eyes shut, and tears welled up to her eyes.

"So? Am I nothing to you? I'm have no importance to you're eyes, because I'm not… because I'm just a girl? Nothing serious?" He opened his mouth to reply, but closed it, staring at her. Then he closed his eyes, probably counting to ten as well, and slowly shook his head again.

"No. Don't put words in my mouth, Josée. I never said that. Never even thought of that!" She didn't reply, looking down the street, and swallowed.

"I'll loose you." He sighed.

"Of course not."

"Yes I will." She turned to him and raised watery eyes to him. "It could never work, so far away. And I… I would understand you want to stay here, you're only seventeen and me fifteen and… and we have so much to see…"

"What are you trying to say to me, Josée?" Though he had probably meant it gentle, there was a hard tone in his voice, and the lump in her troath hardened.

"I'm trying… to make this easy. But I can't." His face darkened even more, and she looked at her feet. "I'm going inside, we'll talk later."

***

He had been pacing in the alleyway for over half an hour, and hadn't gathered the courage to go inside to talk to her.

This was bad. Real bad.

She wanted them to break up, he knew it. Well, maybe not "wanted", but she thought it was the best thing to do. And it probably was. He already had had a relationship with a girl far away and it had turned into hell, and love had turned sour. It was either go with her, let her go, or go insane. The two last possibilities were far from attractive.

"But I can't go" he told himself. He had put himself into deep bullshit, and couldn't go anywhere before taking care of it.

He turned to his car, and pulled out his keys from his pocket.

***

"Allo oui? Oui…"

The tone in Claire's voice made Lilianne and Josée raise their head from the math book their were working on together, and they saw the expression on her face go from curiosity to extraordinary sadness. She raised a hand to her face, and Josée noticed that it was shaking quite bad.

"Est-ce…est-ce qu'il va bien? Il va s'en sortir?"* The answer she got from whoever was on the other end of the line obviously wasn't positive, and she closed her eyes. "Oh mon Dieu…" She had gotten François's attention as well, and Lilianne's father walked to his wife, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Qu'est-ce qui se passe, Claire?"** She whipered a small 'Merci' in the phone and hung up. She stared at it for a moment, her brown hair hiding her face. Daniel was frowning behind her, and Lilianne was on her feet, her hands flat on the table.

"Maman, c'était qui? Antoine?"*** Claire finale turned to them, eyes full of tears.

"Antoine had an accident…" her voice broke, but she continued. "They don't know if he's going to make it."

* Is… is he okay? He's going to live?

** What's going on, Claire?

*** Mom, who was that? Antoine?

BTW : François = Frun-swa, Claire = Kl-air

To be continued!

(I'm soooo sorry for that depressing chapter…)