Chapter 6
Gambit lifted his head off the couch. It was the strangest noise like a herd of animals. He stood up and looked out into the foyer in time to see the see the door slam open and Rogue take off past him and run up the steps. He glanced back up at the door the rest of the X-men entered. Jean, Scott, Logan, and the professor went straight to the professor's office. Ororo grabbed her keys off of the foyer table.
"Anyone going to the hospital can ride with me." She said in a daze. Lance, Todd, and Kurt both walked over towards her, while Piotr passed them to take Kitty up to her room. Gambit scanned the room everyone was in. They were all in such a rush no one noticed him. He saw the door open again. John walked in more in a daze then anyone else.
"Ah told ya to wait in the car." Rogue said coming back down the steps.
"You were takin' forever." Rogue rolled her eyes and walked past the doorway. Gambit just looked at the situation completely confused.
"Did Remy miss de reunion, chere?" Rogue turned around to John's annoyance. She felt a humongous smile creep up on her face.
"Rogue now." John said loudly.
"Ah hear ya. Get in mah car, Cajun."
"What's goin' on?" He asked her confused.
"Ah'll explain it on the way. Ah suggest ya get in the car, cause John and Ah'll leave without ya." He nodded in agreement and they both strode toward her car. John was already in the car looking at them impatiently. Rogue tore out of the driveway, while John just blankly watched out the window. "Alright, Remy, ya know about that attack last week?"
"Oui, it's de reason Remy came back." She sighed and continued with the story. After a few moments, she stopped. "Why is everyone in a rush to leave again?"
"Wanda was in the alley beside the church. Pietro is already at St. Andrews. He wanted me to get her stuff." Gambit sat back quietly not sure of what to say. There really weren't any words. He glanced at John still looking out the window. He didn't want to know what that guy was thinking. His brain was just far to messed up most of the time. Remy reached up and flipped on the radio and hit seek, hoping it wouldn't land on the trash Rogue called music. It landed on a commercial, and he let it play. He leaned back and looked out the window. He looked in the rearview mirror and could see her eyes, so green they made him go weak in the knees. Some soft adult contemporary rock came on the radio. He really knew that on a regular day Rogue would slam the radio off with disgust, but today was not an average day.
Slow dancing on the boulevard
In the quiet moments while the city's still dark
Sleepwalking through the summer rain and the tired spaces
You could hear her name when she was warm and tender
And you held her arms around you
There was nothing but her love and affection
She was crazy for you
Now she's part of something that you lost
He heard the radio slam off. Not that he could blame her it was a particularly sad song. He looked up to tease her about it, but he saw John's hand by the radio. "I can't listen to that shit right now." Remy nodded as they pulled up into the hospital parking lot. Remy threw his sunglasses on and got out of the car.
Inside was something else. It was one of the most comfortable waiting rooms he had ever seen. The news was playing softly in the background. They looked around until they saw a head of silver hair. He was just sitting there. John sat across from him not saying a word. Gambit next to him, while Rogue walked across the room and flipped off the TV.
"Hey I was watching that!" This lady yelled at her. Rogue spun around and glared at her. The lady got up and turned back on the tv. The coverage of the church was on, and Rogue flipped the tv back off.
"We ain't watchin' that."
"Why not? It's interesting. Everyone knows they deserve it." Rogue's mouth gapped open, as the lady turned and sat down. Rogue started to take one of her gloves off and felt a hand on her arm.
"You don't wanna do that, chere." She looked at him with pure determination on her face.
"And why not, swamp rat?"
"Do ya really want her in your head?" Rogue looked at him. He was right. He was always right. She pulled her arm away from him and put her glove back on. She stomped out of the hospital.
"Get a grip, Rogue. It ain't lahk that isn't the first time you have heard that." She said to herself, but this time it really was different. One of them was hurt. She pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them. She felt him sit beside her and sighed. Why couldn't he ever leave her the hell alone? She didn't want him to, but everyone's lives would just be so much easier if he would just go somewhere else.
"Why are people lahk that?"
"Cause they're stupid." She turned her head to look at him. He put his arm around her making sure not to make skin to skin contact.
"Ah'm so stupid. Ah'm sorry."
"You ain't stupid, Chere." She stood up.
"Ah tore ya apart. It may be miserable, but its better this way. And here Ah am leaning on ya. Why do ya have to be lahk that. Why can't cha be lahk some normal guy that just goes away? Ya show up, you're nice, and Ah can't handle that. Ya deserve more so just stay away. Please." She said with her voice cracking at that last word. 'Thank God' she said to herself, when she saw the van pull up.
"How is she?" Ororo asked, while Lance and Todd walked into the building. Rogue looked and could already see one of the worst, swollen bruises she had ever seen on Lance's jaw. He was going to look like a damn lopsided chipmunk for days.
"No word last time Ah checked." Rogue said nervously. She could feel Remy's eyes on her. She had to get out of here. She walked back into the hospital. If the circumstances were different she may have laughed. Those guys were all just sitting there giving each other death glances.
"What with them?"
"Gawd, Cajun."
"Just tell." He said annoyed, as they sat down beside John. She rolled her eyes.
"Todd found out about Lance and Wanda. Todd's still in love with her, and he said somethin' to Lance about it. Well Lance told him to calm down 'cause it was nothin', and that pissed Pietro off so bad."
"Pietro did dat?" He asked surprised. "Never thought he would be strong enough for dat." He said as he took a mental note to never ever piss off Pietro when it came to Wanda.
"Ah think it is that physics or biology rule, or whatever the hell it is. Ya know the one that says Force times velocity. No one saw it happen. We just thought Lance fell over." He nodded thoughtfully. "This wait has ta be so horrible for him. Must feel lahk days."
"Who stopped them?"
"Somethin' John said." Remy chuckled at that. That boy needed to step off his high horse. He has also been seduced by the strange charms of one Wanda Maximoff. What was it with that girl anyway? Sure when she first joined up with Magneto, he had hit on her, but he hit on everybody. That was all. He had other people on his mind, more important people. Rogue rolled her eyes and walked over to where Kurt was sitting and sat down beside him.
"Vhat's wrong?" He asked her.
"Ah hate waitin'."
"That much I figured." She blew her platinum bangs out of her eyes.
"Ah'm so glad he's back, but a tiny part of my wishes he stayed away." Kurt nodded understandingly, even though he had no clue what she was talking about. If someone had that kind of connection with him and then came back, he would be one happy puppy, but he didn't have Rogue's problems. "How long has it been?"
"She vas under the ruble for a couple hours before anyone found her, and if hey have been vorking on her this entire time, then about three and half hours."
"Do ya think she will be ok? I mean she was buried for awhile."
"I prayed about it." Rogue smiled.
"Thank ya, Kurt." He nodded and sat back. Rogue looked up and poked Kurt.
"Vhat?"
"Look." She said softly as she pointed to Pietro talking to a doctor.
"Mr. Maximoff your sister is a fighter. She had a couple broken ribs, which punctured one of her lungs, and she had a tiny bit of internal bleeding. That was fixed rather quickly, besides that she has lot of scrapes and cuts." She looked down. It was amazing she would have never thought he was her brother. Pietro saw her pause.
"But...."
"But she was without oxygen for a long time, and when she was brought in her heart had stopped. We worked on her longer than we usually do for patients, but we brought her back. But from the lack of oxygen we don't know when she'll wake up."
"But she will wake up."
"I can't make any promises, I have faith that she will. She is in excellent health a little on the thin side, but I would bet money she will, but I can't promise it." He nodded. "I'll have a nurse come out to take you to her, but first I want to tell you what to expect when you go in there. We had to put a tube down her throat to help her breath, and there are stitches on her upper right shoulder. She has various IVs going into her. It isn't very pretty." He nodded. The doctor turned around. "Rachel will you take Mr. Maximoff back to see his sister?" The nurse nodded. Pietro glanced back to the others in the waiting room. 'Wanda would want him there.' He thought to himself. 'But, I don't like him.' 'Wanda. Me. Wanda. Me.' Like there is any competition.
"Hey um... is this like a family only thing?" The doctor turned around to look at him.
"All of them aren't allowed in there." She said. He rolled his eyes, and took a deep breath. It was time to swallow his pride.
"Hey, matchstick." John looked up at him.
"Aren't you coming." John jumped up and hear Todd sigh, but at the moment didn't care.
"Thanks."
"I still hate you." John looked at him for a moment.
"Why do we hate each other?"
"I don't know. We haven't done anything to each other. You just annoy the hell out of me, and I probably do the same to you."
"That's for damn sure."
"Do you want me to throw you out of here?" John shook his head.
"I was just agreeing with you."
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The blinding light she had been looking at flashed, and she was knocked off her feet. She felt as if a fire truck had stomped on her chest. She looked around. It was so beautiful. The landscape was breathtaking everything from the river to the trees to the mountains she could see in the distance. Not only did the beauty of the place take her breath away, but the nagging feeling that she remembered it from somewhere. She quickly shook her head. No way not this place it is far to beautiful to ever forget. It must be heaven. She subconsciously patted herself all over. Then, started to shake her head again. 'After everything I have done there is no way I'd be in heaven. Do I even believe in heaven?' She thought to herself. She looked around as all the beauty seemed to disappear gradually. That is when she saw her. The little girl was so tiny not any older than six or seven. Wanda looked at the girl only to her same blue eyes staring back at her. 'This is officially scary.' She thought to herself.
"Are you lost?" the little girl asked. "You haven't visited here in a long time."
"Yea, I'm lost." She said crouching down to the same height as the girl. "Do you know how I can get out of here?"
"You have to wake up, but I can't help you with that. I am trying to find Pietro. He ran off. Daddy is looking for him so he can tan his hide, and Momma said dinner is gonna be ready soon." The girl said starting to run off.
"Wait!" Wanda called after her. The little girl turned around. "Where exactly am I?" The little girl rolled her eyes.
"In your memories, duh. I mean, we are gonna try to wake you up. It isn't your time." Wanda looked at her confused.
"Who is we?" The little girl scoffed and bit the inside of her cheek.
"Everyone. People love us, Wanda. You have to go back." The little girl said running off. Wanda scoffed and stood back up, brushing herself off as she rose.
"I've officially entered the outer limits." She said to herself. She started to walk. She had nothing else to do.
"You don't wanna do that." She whipped around. "We can't have you getting lost any further in that brain of yours, luv."
"John. What ...?" He stepped up to her and put a finger on her mouth to hush her. She looked at him confused. He bent his head down and kissed her. It was just a passionate, but not lust filled like usual. It was sweet. It was the way she wanted him to kiss her. The way she wanted him to look at her. 'Since when?' She thought to herself, but decided not to dwell on it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, leaning into him. She parted from him, absolutely weak in the knees. She touched her lips thoughtfully.
"It's funny that ya mentioned The Outer Limits. It's my favorite memory of you. We sat there bored and made one sarcastic mark after the other, trying to out do each other."
"You kissed me that night. Like you did just now, and when I asked you why, you said it seemed appropriate. I let the subject drop. I was scared; no one ever kissed me like that." He smiled at her.
"The girl was right. We're not gonna leave ya alone 'til ya wake up. I want a few more memories like that." He said, stepping away from her. She looked at him confused.
"If you would tell me h..."
"I can't do that, Scarlet."
"Screw you, John. How the hell am I supposed to come back, when I don't know where the fuck I am?"
"Don't cop a tude." He said calmly, to calm for John. Which just hit her with the realization that that kiss didn't happen. Sure, she knew it hadn't happened, but she just lost that little glimmer of hope. This Outer Limits, confusing hell dimension, wouldn't be too bad with him as company. 'That's it I died and I'm in hell. Satan is tempting me with things I can now never have. Wait if I don't believe in heaven then I can't believe in hell.' She thought to herself as she wiped a tear from her face. John stepped toward her again.
"What's wrong?" He asked as he used the pad of his thumb to dry her eye.
"Am I dead?" She said sheepishly not even knowing her own voice.
"No. The beginning the light before the flash that was you dying. The flash and pain was the debibrillator."
"Oh, then where am I?"
"In your head, you need to wake up." He said as he disappeared.
"Hey sis." She rushed her head around, and brought her brother into her arms, tightly. "Hey you know we aren't real, right?"
"I just had a conversation with a six year old version of myself, and pretty much told John that I am in love with him. So yeah I know this isn't real."
"Then fucking wake up already!" He yelled. Her mouth dropped. So far the various people she talked to were nice even though a little strange.
"What?" She said astonished. 'Great Pietro is a narcissistic prick even in my head' she thought.
"I know you and your stubbornness. They are telling you to take your pretty ole time getting out, but I know you are a fighter. If you wanted to wake up you will do it just will yourself to." He said flatly.
"What do you think I've been doin'?"
"Standing here talking to yourself."
"I've been talking to people not myself, well the girl was me but that is different."
"They aren't real. This is your brain. You're talking to yourself."
"Great I just kissed myself and got weak in the knees. I'm as bad as you." He glared at her.
"Can I continue?" She nodded. "You are just choosing to use us to work out your thoughts and feelings. I hate that mushy crap. You should just wake the hell up. There isn't anything you can't work out, if you are awake." She got angry, but she noticed that nothing changed. There was no glow in her hands or anything.
"Why are you fighting with me?"
"Jesus, Wake up Wanda. You are fighting with yourself. You wanna get up, but for some reason you think this is better. It isn't, pretty soon you are going to go through everyone you've ever known, including Magneto. I am afraid that after that confrontation you won't ever wake up."
"I'm stronger then him."
"Then get up."
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'Oh great the bright light again.' She thought to herself as she opened her eyes, but this was different. She felt like Fred had sat on her chest. She glanced around. White walls very plain. She felt a hand in hers and looked to the right. She saw a familiar mop of silver hair. She didn't want to wake him, but she knew if she didn't he would never forgive her. She squeezed his hand. He shifted slightly. He didn't sleep much, but when he did, he was like death. She shook her hand this time. He slowly lifted his head and looked at her. A smile crept on his face, uncharacteristically slow. She started to click her fingers.
"What?" She made a writing motion with her hands. He left and in the blink of an eye was back with a pad of paper and a pencil. She picked up the pad and held it in front of her face, wincing in pain. Pain from her chest and lack of the use of arms.
"How long was I out?" She wrote.
"Five days. I'm gonna get a doctor. I'll be right back." She nodded and glanced around the room with her eyes. She didn't want to move. She didn't feel like she ha been out for five days. It felt a lot shorter. The doctor and nurse's entrance in the room startled her.
"I'm glad your awake. You definitely gave us a scare." She said warmly. "Are you ready to get that tube out?" Wanda nodded her head. The nurse raised the bed into more of a sitting position. "Ok now I'm going to count to three. When I say two I want you to take in a deep breath, as deep as you can without hurting yourself, and when I say three I want you to breath out hard. One. Two. Three." The doctor said pulling the tube out of Wanda's mouth, hitting her gag reflexes and causing her to throw up into the basin already held by the nurse. Pietro turned his head. He hated people throwing up. Wanda opened her mouth to talk. "No don't talk. You can whisper just don't try to talk for a couple of days."
"Ok," she said trying to speak anyway not knowing the raspy voice. The doctor shook her head.
"It's ok your vocal cords are just bruised." She nodded. Now that she was in an upright position she was better able to take in her surroundings.
"Where are all the flowers from?" She whispered.
"Everyone. People have been coming in and out of here like there is no tomorrow." She smiled. "Can I ask you a question?" She nodded, she already had a feeling of what he was going to ask. "Why were you there?"
"I was chasing our favorite blue shape shifter."
"What?"
"The police officer who announced that there was a bomb, it was her."
"That still doesn't explain why you thought it would be a good idea to run down an alley next to a building with a bomb in it."
"I know. I was stupid. I almost died for it."
"No, Wanda you did die for it. They almost gave up on bringing you back. You are all I have left in the world so would you think next time." She nodded. She really felt like she was being lectured, but knew she deserved it. She wasn't thinking about anybody but herself and her hatred for Mystique.
"She has been investigating, since the first incident."
"I don't wanna talk about work right now." She nodded. He walked over to her bed and kissed her forehead. She heard someone enter the room and gasp. She looked over.
"Hey John," she whispered. He walked over and sat down next to her.
"Ummm.. I'll call the institute and let them know you are awake." Pietro said leaving. She smiled.
"I'd ask ya how ya feel, but that would be a stupid question."
"How are you?" She asked.
"Fine. Actually it is quite sad Rogue has been avoidin' Gambit since he came back." She shook her head.
"When will that girl learn?" He looked down.
"You gave us a scare, Scarlet. We were actually preparing ourselves for the fact that ya may not wake up."
"Then you obviously don't know me as well as you claim."
"I'm going to go get a soda. Can you have one?"
"She didn't tell me I couldn't." He stood up and left the room.
'Idiot' he thought to himself. He wanted to tell her how crazy he had been the last few days, but couldn't. He banged his head on the coke machine a tad bit harder than he may have liked. "Damnit." He said loudly.
"What was I supposed to say? Oh yeah, I had a dream about you, and you kissed me and I went weak in the knees. I think I'm in love with you." Wanda mumbled to herself in the bed.
"I think that talking to yourself is the first sign of going insane." She looked and saw Kurt.
"Your insane when you answer yourself. That was fast. Pietro just now went to call the institute.
"I vas already on my vay here."
"Oh." She said as he put some flowers on the table by her bed. "Thank you."
"No problem. I'm glad you're awake." His voice sounded so familiar. Of course she had heard him talk before, but it was familiar in the sense that she heard it very recently.
"You prayed over me." She whispered, sounding like it was more of a surprised question than a statement. "I heard you. I mean I heard it mumble in German, but a few words came through."
"That is vhat I do." She smiled softly. He stood up. "I vas just stopping by to drop them off, but I'm supposed to go back to see who will pick the children up from school."
"Wait. You go to church regularly?" He looked at her taken aback by her question.
"Ja."
"Can you explain something to me?"
"Vhat?"
"The whole concept of heaven and hell. I mean, in my limited knowledge of any religion, I know bad hell, good heaven, but what exactly..." She trailed off. The question sounded so stupid coming out of her mouth. She knew what she was trying to ask, but the question made her sound like an idiot. Kurt on the other hand was really confused, but not by the question. He had heard of people's change in demeanor after a neat death experience, but having a theological discussion with Wanda Maximoff seemed really strange. Yet, he sat back down and looked at her.
"I can try.
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"Well Wanda has woken up and according to her brother feels great. Well as great as can be expected." The professor said placing the phone back on the reciever. He heard Jean's sigh of relief, and the tension in the room get lifted. "I don't think everyone should go down there at once. Even if she is awake, she still needs her rest." Rogue left the room. She was going to go anyway. Remy watched her leave. He couldn't figure out why he didn't know what to say to her. He generally knew what to say to all women. If she needed and wanted time, there was nothing else he could do but give it to her. Jean walked out of the office. She ran her hands through her red hair.
"We should go see her." Scott said from behind her.
"I can't."
"Why?" He looked at her astonished. He knew she had a hard time with the situation. She had barely slept the past few days.
"I just don't." She said rudely.
"This isn't you."
"I am the last person she wants to see. She doesn't like me anyway. So why bother her?"
"That never stopped you before. When Rogue was hurt, you went down there, and everyone knew you two weren't friends at the time or anything." She looked down. "We should go."
"It is my fault!" She yelled at him. He looked at her shocked. "She almost died! There was a chance she would never wake up, and it's my fault!" He went to hug her.
"Not it isn't. Why would you think that?"
"I predicted it. I felt it in my bones. Not that exactlly, but I knew something horrible was going to happen to one of them, and I didn't even warn them." She said starting to sob. He ran his fingers through his hair as she cried on his shoulder.
"If you had told, do you think Wanda would have listened? It was meant to happen like this. You could have told them to be careful, but if you didn't know what to be careful about it doesn't do any good." He said pulling her away and drying her eyes. "This is how you are Jean. I love how loving you are, and how you are such a great person. The fact is, though, that even if you had warned them, and this still happened. We would be having this same discussion that you didn't do enough to stop it."
"But still..."
"No Jean no buts. I think you will feel better if you went to see her, if you went and talked to her. You can't put it off forever." She nodded.
"Can it wait until tomorrow?"
"Sure."
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AN: I know nothing about medicine so I pretty much bullshited my way though that. Please click the little review button. I'll make me happy. *puppy dog eyes* any way the vocal cord thing really happens well last semester I had this bad cough, and I coughed violently and bruised my vocal cords I couldn't talk for two weeks. It seems that in every evo fan fic when a character is in a coma or knocked out there is always a in there brain scene, and while it is very cliche. I didn't want Wanda to feel left out. (Because I have decided she is a real person. Lol) My favorite line this whole chapter was: Great I just kissed myself and got weak in the knees. I'm as bad as you. - Wanda Maximoff. Don't know why but when I thought of that line I laughed so hard. I think my roommate may think I am insane.
Actually I wasn't going to put anything about Wanda in this chapter and work mainly on the other characters and plots, but I figured that if at the end of the last chapter she wasn't breathing, and I didn't put her in this one. You guys would find me and chase me with pitchforks.
I have a major english paper to be writing so it may be a week or so til the next chappie comes out, but I will work on it whenever I need a break or have free time
DemonRogue13- Well the way I see it. It would make sense that she might get a little wild later on in life. I was trying to show her potentially self-destructive personality. It is kind of like one of the two extremes that could happen to her after everythig that has happened. I always saw her turning more wild than completely introverted.
SickmindedSucker - is this fast enough? Ask and you shall receive. It may not be pure Romyness yet, but it will get better.
Amieva- umm thanks for the afectionalte purring I think. Did you seriously believe I'd kill Wanda? I guess technically I did, but the nice doctors brought her back. I have read Scam. I am pretty sure I reviewed it, but if I haven't I will soon.
Star-of-Chaos- thanks, but I tried to write it anyway. I figured if I mess up, you people know what the accent sounds like.
rorytin- more Remy your wish is my command.
Caliente- it was Beaubier's "Here comes Trouble" have you started reading the sequel? I also like the Mystique/ Wanda fight I actually wrote it with other people, but I thought that Wanda was the only one snarky enough to pull off the line about rogue and Kurt. Actually I think you misunderstood. Magnus had Mystique try to stop the death of mutants. I am trying to make him a little more sympathetic for a plot device later on. It is a hard thing to do, but given his Marevelverse backstory, it may not be horribly horribly off.
rika-or-ri - is that all your waiting for? I know there are tons of Romy fans out there, so I put some in this chapter.
Gambit lifted his head off the couch. It was the strangest noise like a herd of animals. He stood up and looked out into the foyer in time to see the see the door slam open and Rogue take off past him and run up the steps. He glanced back up at the door the rest of the X-men entered. Jean, Scott, Logan, and the professor went straight to the professor's office. Ororo grabbed her keys off of the foyer table.
"Anyone going to the hospital can ride with me." She said in a daze. Lance, Todd, and Kurt both walked over towards her, while Piotr passed them to take Kitty up to her room. Gambit scanned the room everyone was in. They were all in such a rush no one noticed him. He saw the door open again. John walked in more in a daze then anyone else.
"Ah told ya to wait in the car." Rogue said coming back down the steps.
"You were takin' forever." Rogue rolled her eyes and walked past the doorway. Gambit just looked at the situation completely confused.
"Did Remy miss de reunion, chere?" Rogue turned around to John's annoyance. She felt a humongous smile creep up on her face.
"Rogue now." John said loudly.
"Ah hear ya. Get in mah car, Cajun."
"What's goin' on?" He asked her confused.
"Ah'll explain it on the way. Ah suggest ya get in the car, cause John and Ah'll leave without ya." He nodded in agreement and they both strode toward her car. John was already in the car looking at them impatiently. Rogue tore out of the driveway, while John just blankly watched out the window. "Alright, Remy, ya know about that attack last week?"
"Oui, it's de reason Remy came back." She sighed and continued with the story. After a few moments, she stopped. "Why is everyone in a rush to leave again?"
"Wanda was in the alley beside the church. Pietro is already at St. Andrews. He wanted me to get her stuff." Gambit sat back quietly not sure of what to say. There really weren't any words. He glanced at John still looking out the window. He didn't want to know what that guy was thinking. His brain was just far to messed up most of the time. Remy reached up and flipped on the radio and hit seek, hoping it wouldn't land on the trash Rogue called music. It landed on a commercial, and he let it play. He leaned back and looked out the window. He looked in the rearview mirror and could see her eyes, so green they made him go weak in the knees. Some soft adult contemporary rock came on the radio. He really knew that on a regular day Rogue would slam the radio off with disgust, but today was not an average day.
Slow dancing on the boulevard
In the quiet moments while the city's still dark
Sleepwalking through the summer rain and the tired spaces
You could hear her name when she was warm and tender
And you held her arms around you
There was nothing but her love and affection
She was crazy for you
Now she's part of something that you lost
He heard the radio slam off. Not that he could blame her it was a particularly sad song. He looked up to tease her about it, but he saw John's hand by the radio. "I can't listen to that shit right now." Remy nodded as they pulled up into the hospital parking lot. Remy threw his sunglasses on and got out of the car.
Inside was something else. It was one of the most comfortable waiting rooms he had ever seen. The news was playing softly in the background. They looked around until they saw a head of silver hair. He was just sitting there. John sat across from him not saying a word. Gambit next to him, while Rogue walked across the room and flipped off the TV.
"Hey I was watching that!" This lady yelled at her. Rogue spun around and glared at her. The lady got up and turned back on the tv. The coverage of the church was on, and Rogue flipped the tv back off.
"We ain't watchin' that."
"Why not? It's interesting. Everyone knows they deserve it." Rogue's mouth gapped open, as the lady turned and sat down. Rogue started to take one of her gloves off and felt a hand on her arm.
"You don't wanna do that, chere." She looked at him with pure determination on her face.
"And why not, swamp rat?"
"Do ya really want her in your head?" Rogue looked at him. He was right. He was always right. She pulled her arm away from him and put her glove back on. She stomped out of the hospital.
"Get a grip, Rogue. It ain't lahk that isn't the first time you have heard that." She said to herself, but this time it really was different. One of them was hurt. She pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them. She felt him sit beside her and sighed. Why couldn't he ever leave her the hell alone? She didn't want him to, but everyone's lives would just be so much easier if he would just go somewhere else.
"Why are people lahk that?"
"Cause they're stupid." She turned her head to look at him. He put his arm around her making sure not to make skin to skin contact.
"Ah'm so stupid. Ah'm sorry."
"You ain't stupid, Chere." She stood up.
"Ah tore ya apart. It may be miserable, but its better this way. And here Ah am leaning on ya. Why do ya have to be lahk that. Why can't cha be lahk some normal guy that just goes away? Ya show up, you're nice, and Ah can't handle that. Ya deserve more so just stay away. Please." She said with her voice cracking at that last word. 'Thank God' she said to herself, when she saw the van pull up.
"How is she?" Ororo asked, while Lance and Todd walked into the building. Rogue looked and could already see one of the worst, swollen bruises she had ever seen on Lance's jaw. He was going to look like a damn lopsided chipmunk for days.
"No word last time Ah checked." Rogue said nervously. She could feel Remy's eyes on her. She had to get out of here. She walked back into the hospital. If the circumstances were different she may have laughed. Those guys were all just sitting there giving each other death glances.
"What with them?"
"Gawd, Cajun."
"Just tell." He said annoyed, as they sat down beside John. She rolled her eyes.
"Todd found out about Lance and Wanda. Todd's still in love with her, and he said somethin' to Lance about it. Well Lance told him to calm down 'cause it was nothin', and that pissed Pietro off so bad."
"Pietro did dat?" He asked surprised. "Never thought he would be strong enough for dat." He said as he took a mental note to never ever piss off Pietro when it came to Wanda.
"Ah think it is that physics or biology rule, or whatever the hell it is. Ya know the one that says Force times velocity. No one saw it happen. We just thought Lance fell over." He nodded thoughtfully. "This wait has ta be so horrible for him. Must feel lahk days."
"Who stopped them?"
"Somethin' John said." Remy chuckled at that. That boy needed to step off his high horse. He has also been seduced by the strange charms of one Wanda Maximoff. What was it with that girl anyway? Sure when she first joined up with Magneto, he had hit on her, but he hit on everybody. That was all. He had other people on his mind, more important people. Rogue rolled her eyes and walked over to where Kurt was sitting and sat down beside him.
"Vhat's wrong?" He asked her.
"Ah hate waitin'."
"That much I figured." She blew her platinum bangs out of her eyes.
"Ah'm so glad he's back, but a tiny part of my wishes he stayed away." Kurt nodded understandingly, even though he had no clue what she was talking about. If someone had that kind of connection with him and then came back, he would be one happy puppy, but he didn't have Rogue's problems. "How long has it been?"
"She vas under the ruble for a couple hours before anyone found her, and if hey have been vorking on her this entire time, then about three and half hours."
"Do ya think she will be ok? I mean she was buried for awhile."
"I prayed about it." Rogue smiled.
"Thank ya, Kurt." He nodded and sat back. Rogue looked up and poked Kurt.
"Vhat?"
"Look." She said softly as she pointed to Pietro talking to a doctor.
"Mr. Maximoff your sister is a fighter. She had a couple broken ribs, which punctured one of her lungs, and she had a tiny bit of internal bleeding. That was fixed rather quickly, besides that she has lot of scrapes and cuts." She looked down. It was amazing she would have never thought he was her brother. Pietro saw her pause.
"But...."
"But she was without oxygen for a long time, and when she was brought in her heart had stopped. We worked on her longer than we usually do for patients, but we brought her back. But from the lack of oxygen we don't know when she'll wake up."
"But she will wake up."
"I can't make any promises, I have faith that she will. She is in excellent health a little on the thin side, but I would bet money she will, but I can't promise it." He nodded. "I'll have a nurse come out to take you to her, but first I want to tell you what to expect when you go in there. We had to put a tube down her throat to help her breath, and there are stitches on her upper right shoulder. She has various IVs going into her. It isn't very pretty." He nodded. The doctor turned around. "Rachel will you take Mr. Maximoff back to see his sister?" The nurse nodded. Pietro glanced back to the others in the waiting room. 'Wanda would want him there.' He thought to himself. 'But, I don't like him.' 'Wanda. Me. Wanda. Me.' Like there is any competition.
"Hey um... is this like a family only thing?" The doctor turned around to look at him.
"All of them aren't allowed in there." She said. He rolled his eyes, and took a deep breath. It was time to swallow his pride.
"Hey, matchstick." John looked up at him.
"Aren't you coming." John jumped up and hear Todd sigh, but at the moment didn't care.
"Thanks."
"I still hate you." John looked at him for a moment.
"Why do we hate each other?"
"I don't know. We haven't done anything to each other. You just annoy the hell out of me, and I probably do the same to you."
"That's for damn sure."
"Do you want me to throw you out of here?" John shook his head.
"I was just agreeing with you."
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The blinding light she had been looking at flashed, and she was knocked off her feet. She felt as if a fire truck had stomped on her chest. She looked around. It was so beautiful. The landscape was breathtaking everything from the river to the trees to the mountains she could see in the distance. Not only did the beauty of the place take her breath away, but the nagging feeling that she remembered it from somewhere. She quickly shook her head. No way not this place it is far to beautiful to ever forget. It must be heaven. She subconsciously patted herself all over. Then, started to shake her head again. 'After everything I have done there is no way I'd be in heaven. Do I even believe in heaven?' She thought to herself. She looked around as all the beauty seemed to disappear gradually. That is when she saw her. The little girl was so tiny not any older than six or seven. Wanda looked at the girl only to her same blue eyes staring back at her. 'This is officially scary.' She thought to herself.
"Are you lost?" the little girl asked. "You haven't visited here in a long time."
"Yea, I'm lost." She said crouching down to the same height as the girl. "Do you know how I can get out of here?"
"You have to wake up, but I can't help you with that. I am trying to find Pietro. He ran off. Daddy is looking for him so he can tan his hide, and Momma said dinner is gonna be ready soon." The girl said starting to run off.
"Wait!" Wanda called after her. The little girl turned around. "Where exactly am I?" The little girl rolled her eyes.
"In your memories, duh. I mean, we are gonna try to wake you up. It isn't your time." Wanda looked at her confused.
"Who is we?" The little girl scoffed and bit the inside of her cheek.
"Everyone. People love us, Wanda. You have to go back." The little girl said running off. Wanda scoffed and stood back up, brushing herself off as she rose.
"I've officially entered the outer limits." She said to herself. She started to walk. She had nothing else to do.
"You don't wanna do that." She whipped around. "We can't have you getting lost any further in that brain of yours, luv."
"John. What ...?" He stepped up to her and put a finger on her mouth to hush her. She looked at him confused. He bent his head down and kissed her. It was just a passionate, but not lust filled like usual. It was sweet. It was the way she wanted him to kiss her. The way she wanted him to look at her. 'Since when?' She thought to herself, but decided not to dwell on it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, leaning into him. She parted from him, absolutely weak in the knees. She touched her lips thoughtfully.
"It's funny that ya mentioned The Outer Limits. It's my favorite memory of you. We sat there bored and made one sarcastic mark after the other, trying to out do each other."
"You kissed me that night. Like you did just now, and when I asked you why, you said it seemed appropriate. I let the subject drop. I was scared; no one ever kissed me like that." He smiled at her.
"The girl was right. We're not gonna leave ya alone 'til ya wake up. I want a few more memories like that." He said, stepping away from her. She looked at him confused.
"If you would tell me h..."
"I can't do that, Scarlet."
"Screw you, John. How the hell am I supposed to come back, when I don't know where the fuck I am?"
"Don't cop a tude." He said calmly, to calm for John. Which just hit her with the realization that that kiss didn't happen. Sure, she knew it hadn't happened, but she just lost that little glimmer of hope. This Outer Limits, confusing hell dimension, wouldn't be too bad with him as company. 'That's it I died and I'm in hell. Satan is tempting me with things I can now never have. Wait if I don't believe in heaven then I can't believe in hell.' She thought to herself as she wiped a tear from her face. John stepped toward her again.
"What's wrong?" He asked as he used the pad of his thumb to dry her eye.
"Am I dead?" She said sheepishly not even knowing her own voice.
"No. The beginning the light before the flash that was you dying. The flash and pain was the debibrillator."
"Oh, then where am I?"
"In your head, you need to wake up." He said as he disappeared.
"Hey sis." She rushed her head around, and brought her brother into her arms, tightly. "Hey you know we aren't real, right?"
"I just had a conversation with a six year old version of myself, and pretty much told John that I am in love with him. So yeah I know this isn't real."
"Then fucking wake up already!" He yelled. Her mouth dropped. So far the various people she talked to were nice even though a little strange.
"What?" She said astonished. 'Great Pietro is a narcissistic prick even in my head' she thought.
"I know you and your stubbornness. They are telling you to take your pretty ole time getting out, but I know you are a fighter. If you wanted to wake up you will do it just will yourself to." He said flatly.
"What do you think I've been doin'?"
"Standing here talking to yourself."
"I've been talking to people not myself, well the girl was me but that is different."
"They aren't real. This is your brain. You're talking to yourself."
"Great I just kissed myself and got weak in the knees. I'm as bad as you." He glared at her.
"Can I continue?" She nodded. "You are just choosing to use us to work out your thoughts and feelings. I hate that mushy crap. You should just wake the hell up. There isn't anything you can't work out, if you are awake." She got angry, but she noticed that nothing changed. There was no glow in her hands or anything.
"Why are you fighting with me?"
"Jesus, Wake up Wanda. You are fighting with yourself. You wanna get up, but for some reason you think this is better. It isn't, pretty soon you are going to go through everyone you've ever known, including Magneto. I am afraid that after that confrontation you won't ever wake up."
"I'm stronger then him."
"Then get up."
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'Oh great the bright light again.' She thought to herself as she opened her eyes, but this was different. She felt like Fred had sat on her chest. She glanced around. White walls very plain. She felt a hand in hers and looked to the right. She saw a familiar mop of silver hair. She didn't want to wake him, but she knew if she didn't he would never forgive her. She squeezed his hand. He shifted slightly. He didn't sleep much, but when he did, he was like death. She shook her hand this time. He slowly lifted his head and looked at her. A smile crept on his face, uncharacteristically slow. She started to click her fingers.
"What?" She made a writing motion with her hands. He left and in the blink of an eye was back with a pad of paper and a pencil. She picked up the pad and held it in front of her face, wincing in pain. Pain from her chest and lack of the use of arms.
"How long was I out?" She wrote.
"Five days. I'm gonna get a doctor. I'll be right back." She nodded and glanced around the room with her eyes. She didn't want to move. She didn't feel like she ha been out for five days. It felt a lot shorter. The doctor and nurse's entrance in the room startled her.
"I'm glad your awake. You definitely gave us a scare." She said warmly. "Are you ready to get that tube out?" Wanda nodded her head. The nurse raised the bed into more of a sitting position. "Ok now I'm going to count to three. When I say two I want you to take in a deep breath, as deep as you can without hurting yourself, and when I say three I want you to breath out hard. One. Two. Three." The doctor said pulling the tube out of Wanda's mouth, hitting her gag reflexes and causing her to throw up into the basin already held by the nurse. Pietro turned his head. He hated people throwing up. Wanda opened her mouth to talk. "No don't talk. You can whisper just don't try to talk for a couple of days."
"Ok," she said trying to speak anyway not knowing the raspy voice. The doctor shook her head.
"It's ok your vocal cords are just bruised." She nodded. Now that she was in an upright position she was better able to take in her surroundings.
"Where are all the flowers from?" She whispered.
"Everyone. People have been coming in and out of here like there is no tomorrow." She smiled. "Can I ask you a question?" She nodded, she already had a feeling of what he was going to ask. "Why were you there?"
"I was chasing our favorite blue shape shifter."
"What?"
"The police officer who announced that there was a bomb, it was her."
"That still doesn't explain why you thought it would be a good idea to run down an alley next to a building with a bomb in it."
"I know. I was stupid. I almost died for it."
"No, Wanda you did die for it. They almost gave up on bringing you back. You are all I have left in the world so would you think next time." She nodded. She really felt like she was being lectured, but knew she deserved it. She wasn't thinking about anybody but herself and her hatred for Mystique.
"She has been investigating, since the first incident."
"I don't wanna talk about work right now." She nodded. He walked over to her bed and kissed her forehead. She heard someone enter the room and gasp. She looked over.
"Hey John," she whispered. He walked over and sat down next to her.
"Ummm.. I'll call the institute and let them know you are awake." Pietro said leaving. She smiled.
"I'd ask ya how ya feel, but that would be a stupid question."
"How are you?" She asked.
"Fine. Actually it is quite sad Rogue has been avoidin' Gambit since he came back." She shook her head.
"When will that girl learn?" He looked down.
"You gave us a scare, Scarlet. We were actually preparing ourselves for the fact that ya may not wake up."
"Then you obviously don't know me as well as you claim."
"I'm going to go get a soda. Can you have one?"
"She didn't tell me I couldn't." He stood up and left the room.
'Idiot' he thought to himself. He wanted to tell her how crazy he had been the last few days, but couldn't. He banged his head on the coke machine a tad bit harder than he may have liked. "Damnit." He said loudly.
"What was I supposed to say? Oh yeah, I had a dream about you, and you kissed me and I went weak in the knees. I think I'm in love with you." Wanda mumbled to herself in the bed.
"I think that talking to yourself is the first sign of going insane." She looked and saw Kurt.
"Your insane when you answer yourself. That was fast. Pietro just now went to call the institute.
"I vas already on my vay here."
"Oh." She said as he put some flowers on the table by her bed. "Thank you."
"No problem. I'm glad you're awake." His voice sounded so familiar. Of course she had heard him talk before, but it was familiar in the sense that she heard it very recently.
"You prayed over me." She whispered, sounding like it was more of a surprised question than a statement. "I heard you. I mean I heard it mumble in German, but a few words came through."
"That is vhat I do." She smiled softly. He stood up. "I vas just stopping by to drop them off, but I'm supposed to go back to see who will pick the children up from school."
"Wait. You go to church regularly?" He looked at her taken aback by her question.
"Ja."
"Can you explain something to me?"
"Vhat?"
"The whole concept of heaven and hell. I mean, in my limited knowledge of any religion, I know bad hell, good heaven, but what exactly..." She trailed off. The question sounded so stupid coming out of her mouth. She knew what she was trying to ask, but the question made her sound like an idiot. Kurt on the other hand was really confused, but not by the question. He had heard of people's change in demeanor after a neat death experience, but having a theological discussion with Wanda Maximoff seemed really strange. Yet, he sat back down and looked at her.
"I can try.
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"Well Wanda has woken up and according to her brother feels great. Well as great as can be expected." The professor said placing the phone back on the reciever. He heard Jean's sigh of relief, and the tension in the room get lifted. "I don't think everyone should go down there at once. Even if she is awake, she still needs her rest." Rogue left the room. She was going to go anyway. Remy watched her leave. He couldn't figure out why he didn't know what to say to her. He generally knew what to say to all women. If she needed and wanted time, there was nothing else he could do but give it to her. Jean walked out of the office. She ran her hands through her red hair.
"We should go see her." Scott said from behind her.
"I can't."
"Why?" He looked at her astonished. He knew she had a hard time with the situation. She had barely slept the past few days.
"I just don't." She said rudely.
"This isn't you."
"I am the last person she wants to see. She doesn't like me anyway. So why bother her?"
"That never stopped you before. When Rogue was hurt, you went down there, and everyone knew you two weren't friends at the time or anything." She looked down. "We should go."
"It is my fault!" She yelled at him. He looked at her shocked. "She almost died! There was a chance she would never wake up, and it's my fault!" He went to hug her.
"Not it isn't. Why would you think that?"
"I predicted it. I felt it in my bones. Not that exactlly, but I knew something horrible was going to happen to one of them, and I didn't even warn them." She said starting to sob. He ran his fingers through his hair as she cried on his shoulder.
"If you had told, do you think Wanda would have listened? It was meant to happen like this. You could have told them to be careful, but if you didn't know what to be careful about it doesn't do any good." He said pulling her away and drying her eyes. "This is how you are Jean. I love how loving you are, and how you are such a great person. The fact is, though, that even if you had warned them, and this still happened. We would be having this same discussion that you didn't do enough to stop it."
"But still..."
"No Jean no buts. I think you will feel better if you went to see her, if you went and talked to her. You can't put it off forever." She nodded.
"Can it wait until tomorrow?"
"Sure."
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AN: I know nothing about medicine so I pretty much bullshited my way though that. Please click the little review button. I'll make me happy. *puppy dog eyes* any way the vocal cord thing really happens well last semester I had this bad cough, and I coughed violently and bruised my vocal cords I couldn't talk for two weeks. It seems that in every evo fan fic when a character is in a coma or knocked out there is always a in there brain scene, and while it is very cliche. I didn't want Wanda to feel left out. (Because I have decided she is a real person. Lol) My favorite line this whole chapter was: Great I just kissed myself and got weak in the knees. I'm as bad as you. - Wanda Maximoff. Don't know why but when I thought of that line I laughed so hard. I think my roommate may think I am insane.
Actually I wasn't going to put anything about Wanda in this chapter and work mainly on the other characters and plots, but I figured that if at the end of the last chapter she wasn't breathing, and I didn't put her in this one. You guys would find me and chase me with pitchforks.
I have a major english paper to be writing so it may be a week or so til the next chappie comes out, but I will work on it whenever I need a break or have free time
DemonRogue13- Well the way I see it. It would make sense that she might get a little wild later on in life. I was trying to show her potentially self-destructive personality. It is kind of like one of the two extremes that could happen to her after everythig that has happened. I always saw her turning more wild than completely introverted.
SickmindedSucker - is this fast enough? Ask and you shall receive. It may not be pure Romyness yet, but it will get better.
Amieva- umm thanks for the afectionalte purring I think. Did you seriously believe I'd kill Wanda? I guess technically I did, but the nice doctors brought her back. I have read Scam. I am pretty sure I reviewed it, but if I haven't I will soon.
Star-of-Chaos- thanks, but I tried to write it anyway. I figured if I mess up, you people know what the accent sounds like.
rorytin- more Remy your wish is my command.
Caliente- it was Beaubier's "Here comes Trouble" have you started reading the sequel? I also like the Mystique/ Wanda fight I actually wrote it with other people, but I thought that Wanda was the only one snarky enough to pull off the line about rogue and Kurt. Actually I think you misunderstood. Magnus had Mystique try to stop the death of mutants. I am trying to make him a little more sympathetic for a plot device later on. It is a hard thing to do, but given his Marevelverse backstory, it may not be horribly horribly off.
rika-or-ri - is that all your waiting for? I know there are tons of Romy fans out there, so I put some in this chapter.