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Chapter 13
"I called you all here. I have found Rogue. She is in Boston. The coordinates are already in the plane. There is a mutant with her by the name of Emma Frost. She is a telepath, and a powerful one that doesn't share my philosophy of privacy. Also, she can turn her body into an invulnerable material. We aren't sure what it is though." Gambit instantly left to head to the hanger, not even bothering to put his costume on.
"Come on." He yelled. "We don't have de time ta be dressin' up like action figures."
"We can't go in there blindly." Scott yelled after him.
"What's da sayin' Cyke... love is blind." Scott looked back up at the screen. "Kitty found the blueprints. We don't know where Rogue is in the house. So I think we..." Everyone was startled when they heard the door bust open.
"What did I miss?" Wanda said quicky sitting down.
"No. Hank hasn't even given you permission to leave the med lab."
"You are far too anal retentive Scott. He said I can't..."
"I'll make you a deal. If you can make me roll snake eyes, five times in a row. Then I'll let you go." Scott said, knowing she couldn't do it. She growled.
"Get over it, Scott! I promised Gambit I'd bring her back."
"Just do it." He said, shaking his hands. She concentrated hard and a blue aura surrounded her fingers. He rolled and she surrounded the dice.
"Damn it!" She yelled looking at the dice, which fell on a three and a one. "Fine! I won't go." She said loudly leaving the room letting the door slam.
"Ok," the professor said getting people back on subject. "Quicksilver's mutant signature has been going of on cerebro. So apparently she is having trouble putting the power away." Pietro's mouth dropped.
"Poor girl. She must be going insane."
"What do you mean?" Scott asked.
"Time moves by slow. I don't want to get in the specifics of it."
"How slow?"
"Metabolism is in overdrive, heartbeat in overdrive. You feel like you are listening to a tape on slow. Minutes seem at least eight times longer than they really are. And that is what happened when my powers manifested. It isn't hard once you get used to he speed, but she isn't going to have any control over it. It is a hell all it's own."
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"Do you know how to fly that thing?" Wanda asked loudly in the hanger. Gambit shook his head.
"Remy seen jean and Cyke do it hundreds of times."
"I know how." She said walking unto the plane. "It isn't the same as the plane as I am used to, but close enough." Gambit walked into the cockpit and sat down beside.
"Are you ok to be doing this?"
"I'm physically fine, my powers are slightly fucked, but.... I can fight. I made a promise to you, and I will keep it." He looked down as he heard her flip switches and then she looked at them in confusion. "Where the hell?" She muttered.
"Are ya sure ya can do dis?"
"Ah ha!" She said pushing a button and starting take off.
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"Sebastian, I ask you to do one thing, and you can't do it." Emma yelled over Rogue at Sebastian.
"Listen, I found Jason Wyngarde."
"Then what is the problem? Bring him here."
"He is on Muir Island, dying."
"How far? If he is ok to travel, I can see no harm of him being here."
"He has the Legacy Virus." Emma's face fell slightly and she seemed to be in thought.
"This is serious. I thought the virus was localized to..."
"There are doctors and researchers looking for a cure."
"Did you just cut me off?"
"Sorry."
"I need some time to think about what we are going to do now." She said sitting down in the chair in the corner drumming her fingers on her thigh. "You do realize that our plans are completely messed up now?"
"Emma, what is wrong with her?"
"She needs to eat."
"Again?"
"Pietro Maximoff's mutation speeds up everything in his body." She said leaning over to a PA system. She hit a button. "Rochelle, bring me something extremely high sugar and high carb."
"Miss Frost, you told me not to buy food like that."
"Then go to the store and buy some." She said rudely, "Oh and before you leave, bring a couple of sandwiches up. At least she shut up. I can't decipher her yammering."
"I am sure it is offbeat."
"I know it is."
'Come on. Come on. Come on. Peter, I need ya. Come one come on. Skin turn to metal.' She thought hard, looking down at her hands. 'Damn it!' She mentally screamed at herself. She instantly calmed her thoughts to the best of her abilities. 'Don't scream with a telepath in the room.' Of course she knew this but it was like that saying you talk before you think, well Pietro can think before he thinks. If that made any sense. It was the only way Rogue could explain it to herself. It had only been about a day, but seriously it felt so long. She had the perfect plan, she just needed to get lose. She could confidently say that she had thought of everything. She got this smirk on her face. "After all I am the bes... oh shit now I am taking on his personality traits. Think happy thoughts think happy thoughts. I wish I knew what they were discussing it is too slow. I paid attention as long as I could and heard something about Jason and a virus but I can't pay attention to them any more.' She flipped her hair blowing it out of her face. It was itching. She was hungry.
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"You have got to be kidding me?!?!" Scott yelled, upon entrance to the hanger to see the blackbird missing. "He doesn't even know how to fly it."
"Scott it's ok. We'll take the velocity instead."
"But he's going to crash." He felt a breeze pass him.
"Wanda's with him." Pietro said angrily. "I am going to have to put a bell on her or something." John groaned and put his head in his hand.
"Not if I do first." He said somewhat angrily.
"Why would she go? Doesn't she realize it is dangerous for her to be gone?"
"She has a philosophy that ya keep your promises or die tryin'." John said quickly.
"We are just going to do what was originally planned. Just look out for Wanda and Gambit in the process." Scott said, heading up to the cockpit, muttering under his breath. He really was going to have an aneurysm one of these days.
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"Can't you work any faster?"
"Rich people know when dey're stuff has been fucked wid. So Remy gotta be careful pickin' da lock, non?"
"Hurry up this place gives me the creeps. It's too nice. Isn't she a telepath? It just figures that she could sense us on the ground, well at least you."
"Has anyone ever told ya, ya talk to much?"
"John once, and he never did again."
"Remy has low level empathic abilities. I just block her from his head." Wanda let out a sigh and ran her fingers through her hair.
"This place is huge."
"But Remy have a feelin' we should stick together." She nodded as he returned his tools to his coat.
"If you are a good guy now, why do you still have all your thieving tools?" He stood up and opened the doors.
"Ya never know when ya may need dem, always be prepared."
"You're a regular boy-scout." She said walking into the main hallway. "I am begging to think that we didn't think this through." She said pulling him against the wall, when she heard some voices, still slightly marveled at the size of the place.
"The crazy bitch was all like I want high carb high sugar food. She threw all that out at like 2 in the morning. I walked in there and she was destroying the kitchen, said she saw an infomercial on this new diet and that I was never to buy that crap again. Then she made me clean it up." The maid said to one of the other servants.
"Wow, what a bitch." Wanda said under her breath.
"Shhh.." Wanda glared at him, but didn't say anything else. "Don't ya know to be inconspicuous?" She shot him a death glare.
"I have only been playing spy and shit for the past five years." She whispered harshly. "I probably know more than you, Cajun." He shook his head opening the first door in the hallway and peeking his head in. Wanda looked around the hallway, seeing a table with a flower vase.
"What?" Remy asked closing the door and walking towards her. She headed towards the table and picked a vase up looking at the bottom.
"Damn it." She said, pulling a little piece of what looked like plastic. "It's a camera."
"How'd ya know dat?"
"We use the same the same kind. They're government issue." She said placing the small camera into her coat pocket.
"So dat means..."
"That they probably know we're in the house." Wanda said quickly, cutting him off. She forced herself to think about the problem at hand. Her mind was racing with all the different reasons Emma Frost would have government issue surveillance equipment, and very few of them were good reasons. She took a deep breath, forcing the tiny amount of chaos magic that happened to seep out back in. "We may have to fight ourselves out of this." She added somewhat tiredly, but not as a physically or mentally tired response, but more like an annoyance and being tired about the situation she was in, and he picked up on it.
"Dat's my specialty." He said, watching her walk cautiously down the hallway.
"The kitchen is that way." She said pointing down the hallway.
"Yeah, yeah, miss Frost.. I know high carb food so you have plenty of energy, damn bi-polar bitch." She heard the maid say mockingly, heading up the back stair case. Wanda motioned for Remy to come closer to her.
"We're following the maid."
"Why?"
"I know my brother's eating habits. All he eats is high carb, lucky bastard." She said walking across the linoleum in the kitchen she heard the stairs creak as the maid walked up the stairs. "Damn it! No can do. It is creaking. At least we know she is on the second floor now." Gambit nodded, and the two of them headed back toward the main hall again.
"Remy is gettin' a bad feelin' about dis. If dere was a camera den they know we in da house, and they haven't done anythin' yet."
"I know." She said looking back at him. "DUCK!" They did so in time to see a dart fly over their heads.
"What da fuck?" Gambit said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out some cards. "Ya did not just try to sucker punch me." He said pulling Wanda behind him.
"HEY!" She yelled at him slightly upset that he would treat her like some stupid damsel in distress.
"Didn't work they noticed us." The man said speaking into a communicator.
"What am I paying you for? Plan b take them out." The British voice on the communicator responded. Hearing this, gambit threw three cards at him, which the man ducked. Gambit growled going for some silverware just sitting on the counter. He charge the first one and it was a spoon. He tossed it as he ducked the man's fists. He saw Wanda move out of the corner of his eye as two more guys entered the kitchen. She leaned against the wall and the first guy never saw her kick coming before he heard his own nose crack.
"Bitch," he yelled as he went to attack her blood streaming down his face. She flipped him over her shoulder, and ducked when she saw one of the pieces of silverware that Gambit had charged coming toward her. She slightly grimaced when she heard it hit the man, who she didn't notice sneaking up behind her. She glanced back and could see the man taking deep ragged breaths, but also that he was still alive. She turned back to see the man that she had flipped stand back up. She went to kick him, but this time he was ready and he grabbed her foot, sending her to the ground. He stood there looking down on her smugly.
"I'm gonna have fun with you." He said venomously. Her eyes narrowed and she kicked his feet out from under him. He fell and she quickly straddled his stomach so she could inflict the optimum amount of pain.
"No reason to get rough, darlin'." She punch him again on his already blood soaked face. She brought her hand back up when she felt someone catch hold of her arm.
"Ya knocked him out. Let's go get Rogue." She looked down at the man once more before she reached for a towel. She stood up wiping her hands off. She nodded. They made they're way back out towards the main hall, keeping a watchful eye out or anymore henchmen.
"You would think security would be better in this place."
"Dat was de security."
"My point exactly." She said, instantly stopping in her tracks. She pointed. "Is that her?"
"It had to be, who else would be walkin' around like dat, treatin' people like shit?" He whispered.
"Do you know who the man is?" Gambit shook his head. She looked to be in thought.
"How about Remy take care of the guy, and you her? We know her powers, so no surprises, considerin' ya can't use yours properly." She nodded.
"We just have to wait for the right moment." She said, taking note that Emma was holding the tray with the food that the maid had brought up moments earlier. They then heard a blood-curdling scream from the downstairs.
"No waitin' now." He said dragging her from their hiding place, after Emma had set the food down and took of down the back stairs with Sebastian. "Dis is good because no we can just find her and get her." They opened and shut doors, until they both reached the door Emma and Sebastian had been speaking in front of. Gambit took a deep breath and opened up the door.
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Rogue heard the scream it seemed to last forever, and resembled one of those horror movies, after the ditzy, big breasted victim finds a dead body. Then it hit her. They're here. They have to be, but they wouldn't hurt anybody like that. Gambit might. She had tried her hardest to listen to the discussions that Emma and Sebastian were having. All she could get out of it is that the plan had failed this time, but they would try again. It was funny that she could care less. The least Emma could have done was brought the food in, and let her chow down. She fidgeted, knowing that Emma was gone she tried to will a psyche out. She mentally screamed at herself, not caring if Emma could here or not. She had to find a way around this block, for her sanity's sake she needed to put Pietro's psyche back where it belonged, but at the same time she was hesitant to do so, he could come in handy in this type of think quick situation. She had worked on the control the jumpiness of his thoughts, when she found, much to her dismay, that Pietro Maximoff probably hardly slept at all. She fell asleep once for about thirty minutes, and felt like she had the best night's sleep ever.
She sighed. She really hoped Gambit was there. She had to laugh at herself as she tried to pinpoint exactly when she became such a girl, when she started acting like the damsel in distress. She had to admit it was fun to have a personal knight in shining armor to help her out of these types of situations. She did have a bad track record when it came to being kidnaped. Remy himself had even once pulled that on her. She looked back and found it slightly hard to be pissed off at him. Sure at the time she thought he was this giant psycho. He had been willing to blow the train to bits if she didn't pull him back in and she knew he would do it.
"Crazybastard." She said out loud to herself. She knew no one was in the room and even if there had been they would have no clue what she had said. Her stomach growled again, but she quit paying attention to it. She heard the doorknob turn. She looked up, as this giant smile crept across her face.
"It's-about-time-damn-it. Where-the-hell-have-you-been? Where's-everyone-else?"
"Huh? What she say?" Remy said, untying her bounds. Wanda stood over by the door, keeping watch.
"How the hell am I supposed to know?" She said looking down the hallway.
"Ya lived wid Quicky."
"I can't understand him half the time. We need to get out of here." Rogue looked at Remy, but the time was agonizing he was untying her in slow motion,
"Hurry-up! Hurry-up! Hurry-up! Hurry-up! Hurry-up! Hurry-up!" She said.
"I know that one." Wanda said sarcastically. The second Rogue's arms were free she pulled Remy to her by his coat so fast that his head snapped back slightly. He hadn't been expecting it. She pressed her lips to his. She tried to slow herself down, knowing that if she didn't this would be the sloppiest kiss in human history, but still she had trouble doing so. She separated from him, and he was out of breath. He began to untie her feet.
"Gambit we got trouble." Wanda said as she ducked a dart. "Looks like I didn't knock him out hard enough." She continued as he saw her face turn to confusion. She saw a red beam hit the man and knock him over. "Scott and the other's are here." She said nervously.
"Why you nervous?"
"I am so gonna get lectured. They know we found her." Rogue finally tried to stand up, but she fell back into the chair instantly. From exhaustion from not eating, and the fact that she hadn't used her leg muscles for a little while. Rogue watch as Wanda disappeared into the hallway and returned back with some food. She sat it down in front of her as Rogue stuffed her face quickly. She looked at them they were moving so slow. She knew that they were going as fast as they possibly could, but watching them in slow motion made her slightly paranoid, like they were doing it on purpose and not really trying their hardest.
"Does Quicky eat like dat?" She shook her head.
"He has self-control now. He did when his powers manifested." She said as the rest of the x-men finally made it up to the room.
"We couldn't find Emma anywhere." Jean said. "Was she here?" Wanda and Gambit both nodded.
"Get her and lets get going." Gambit picked Rogue up in mid bite ad carried her out of the mansion.
"Where didcha park the Blackbird?" Logan asked, Gambit headed in the direction with Wolverine following. Rogue nuzzled into the crook of his neck. She closed her eyes, hoping it would help her from noticing the ridiculously slow speed they were traveling at.
Wanda reached in her pocket and pulled out the little camera, tossing it Pietro. He caught it and looked at her in confusion for a second.
"Wha..? Where did you get this?"
"Apparently Emma Frost has one of those ugly ass flower vase cameras. You know the ones that are supposedly knew and high tech. It isn't a nanny cam."
"I know what it is." He snapped lightly. "Why would she have one?"
"I don't know. Maybe you can figure it out." She said walking off.
"What does that mean?" She turned around.
"I'll talk to you later." He looked at her confused and went to walk off. "Oh and Pietro."
"Yeah."
"Could you do me a favor and ride with Rogue and Gambit? I think it would do some good to be with someone up to her own speed." He nodded, and he turned around and took off in the direction Wolverine and Gambit went in.
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Wanda sat down next to John, who surprisingly hadn't said one word to her for the whole fifteen minutes she had been there. She heard everyone else laughing and having a good time, having ended a stressful situation, letting the fact that Emma Frost and Mystique were still out there exit their minds.
She glanced over at Kitty and Piotr, who was listening to her fast talk like it was of the utmost importance. They were probably talking about wedding stuff. They did have a lot to talk about, if they were really planning on getting married in a month.
Even Scott and Jean seemed to be in better moods. Scott had been saved from the heart attack gods this time. Sure he was gentleman, but did he ever crack a joke, or have any fun what so ever. He was far to bland for her tastes and even though they clashed and he pissed her of to no end. She had to say he was a good guy. She could say they didn't get along, but she could say no bad about the man or Jean for that matter. Well except that they will probably have the most boring children on the planet.
She finally looked over at John, and she felt bad. She knew that she tended to go off half-assed and not think, and he always seemed to enjoy her spontaneity. She didn't here him complaining that day in the warehouse, but this was different, and he seemed upset with her. She couldn't stand it when he got upset though for two reasons. One, she never liked to seem him mad or upset, John is at his best joking around, which is something she hadn't seen in a while. Two, when he got upset he was passive-aggressive, and he knew that, that kind of shit pissed her the hell off. Sometimes he would finally cut lose, and he did have a temper, but most of the time he was just...
"John, you know I hate the silent treatment." She muttered to him. "Just talk like a normal person." He looked at her with slight annoyance.
"I don't want ta talk about it right now."
"Fine." She snapped. "I don't get your deal. You know I hate the passive-aggressive bullshit you do, but you do it anyway." She said with a raised voice. She wasn't yelling, but it was still enough to catch Piotr and Kitty's attention.
"Would you quit makin' a scene in front of everyone?"
"Me making a scene? You're the one acting like a child." She saw his eyes narrow.
"Jesus, Wanda not right now." He yelled, gesturing over to Piotr and Kitty. Wanda looked at them. Kitty and Piotr went on with there conversation when they caught her glare. Then she looked back up at the cockpit, where Scott and Jean where acting like nothing was going on.
"Fine." She yelled grabbing his hand and dragging him to the back of the jet letting the door slam behind them. "Talk. Please you're driving me insane." He looked at her with disbelief.
"I'm driving you insane. I swear you're bonkers. I call driving someone insane, taking off when they're supposed to be in the damn hospital. You act as if no one gives a flyin' fuck about you, Wanda." He could tell no matter what he said, she was going to go into defensive mode.
"Well excuse me for wanting to help a friend!" She could see some amount of anger rise up.
"They could have handled it and you know it! Do you know anything about what could have happened to you?!? You aren't supposed to me using your abilities and in certain situations, Wanda, you have no fucking control. Who would it have helped if you passed out or worse?"
"Are you done?" He nodded. "Well none of that happened. Everything is fine."
"No it isn't! Do you not understand the big picture? The big picture is that everyone's actions affect everyone around them. You don't see how the shit you pull sometimes affect the people that care about you." She rubbed her eyes.
"Go to hell. You know what most of the time your condescending bull shit bugs the hell out of me. Sure you have to pick me up and dust me off a lot, but that doesn't mean that I don't have a mind of my own. I made that decision, and I'll stick by it." She said, opening the door to have it slammed instantly. "What the fuck, John?" She yelled. She could feel a huge amount of rage surge through her body. She picked up the nearest object and hurdled it across the room. "Damn it! Get the hell over it and yourself."
"Do you not get what would have happened to me if something had happened to you? I think I would never know what to do with myself, and I am pissed off that you constantly put yourselves in those situations, when you don't need to. It always ends up bad. You didn't have to go after Mystique that day by the church, and that ended up with you in a coma. You're personal tirade against your father ended up with you almost passed out, weak, and asleep for twenty damn hours, how on earth can you expect me not to worry when the very next day you take off to help with something that didn't need your help? Are you even fully healed from the bombing yet?" He finally took a breath looking down at her, and he could see the shock on her face. She sat on one of the boxes. She bit her lip. She always looked so cute when she did that.
"I'm sorry. It's just that... I can't explain it. I'm just sorry. I'm sorry that I made you worry, but you're right sometimes I don't see the picture and sometimes it's really hard to remember that there are other people in my life that care for me." She finished as he sat on the same box beside her. She turned towards him. "I'm sorry." She said more softly.
"It's ok."
"Just think about it. In a few weeks we will be in Australia, away from all the drama." He smiled, which made her smile to.
"Wanna talk about Drama. Wait til ya meet my crazy aunts and uncle's. Al through out my childhood, the house was mine, but since I couldn't live there on my own. All my relatives used it for storage, and I doubt they've been around to clean up lately." She smiled.
"Finally a family that is crazy in the good way. We should probably get to work soon then. I want to christen every room in that house." She said smiling.
"Really...?"
"Yeah, it is like a unwritten rule. Once a couple moves into a place together then they have to have sex in every room, for good luck..." He put a finger on her lips.
"You do realize that sometimes you talk to much." She snatched his finger away from her lips playfully.
"Don't you remember what happened last time you said that? And besides you never complained when I talked about sex before." She said in a mock threatening voice.
"Yeah, but now you love me, and you don't wanna hurt me." She laughed.
"You are full of yourself. Besides I didn't hurt you the first time."
"You don't know your own strength." She huffed and looked away from him in a playful mood.
"Do you ever worry if we're screwed because of how we were before?" She looked back at him shocked by how quickly he went into serious mode.
"We can't change our history, and to tell the truth I am not so sure I want to. It is the past. This is a new section of our lives and should be treated as such." She said with a smile. She should have been expecting this conversation, but the truth is in her opinion that they were a couple long before they made it official. Well in some ways they were. She stood up and took his hand in hers.
"Come on. We better get back out there so they don't think we killed each other." She said leading him to the door. He pulled back his hand, making sure that it was still in contact with hers. It caused her to spin into him slightly, but before she could protest his lips were on hers. She let go of his hand and brought both of her arms around his neck. After a moment he pulled away. She took a deep breath. "What was that for?" He smiled at her.
"I just realized I'm lucky."
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Pietro leaned back. His mind was racing, more so than usual. Wanda had been acting very....un Wanda. When she told him to figure out what that camera was doing at the Frost place. It had a slight attitude to it... like she didn't care, but whatever. He would have to figure that out later. He looked over at Gambit and Rogue, seeing his comforting words going straight over her head. It made him think of Crystal actually... CRYSTAL! Shit he had forgotten to call her, but he had a feeling she'd understand. He finally stood up and went over to the other two passengers on the plane. He squatted in front of Rogue.
"Talk." He said not refraining himself from using his abilities. It had been a long time since he wasn't worried about his super speed.
"Who-would-have-ever-thought-I'd-be-happy-to-see-you?" He rolled his eyes. "How-do-you-make-it-stop?" His heart nearly broke.
"It-doesn't. Do-you-know-any-meditation-or-stuff?" She nodded, neither of them noticing Gambit's confused expression at their super speak, but also a flash of jealousy. Pietro was doing something for Rogue that he couldn't do, and it did upset him. It was petty and childish he knew, but it was still upsetting. She was clearly upset and shaken, but he didn't know if it was about the kidnaping or the fact that everything was going in slow motion for her.
"Yeah-Logan-taught-me-some. The-professor-thought-it-might-help-me-control-my-powers."
"Usually-I-take-deep-breaths-Wanda-made-Agatha-teach-me-some-old-Romany-breathing-tricks,-but-I-think-meditation-would-have-the-same-affect. You-should-go-somewhere-where-you-won't-see-everyone-going-in-slow-motion." It was weak, but it was the best advice he had for her. "Wait-is-there-anything-particularly-soothing-to-you? Anything? Person?" She nodded. He was good at fighting his fits, but somehow Wanda's presence was slightly soothing.
"What-did-he-keep-saying?"
"He-loves-you-Rogue,-and-he-kept-saying-he-was-sorry-for-not-finding-you-sooner."
"Pietro-tell-him-I-love-him." Pietro groaned. "Pietro! Tell-him."
"Rogue-you-know-I-hate-that-mushy-shit." She glared at him. "Fine." He looked up at Gambit. "She says she loves you." He turned his attention back to her. "I-told-him-now-can-we-stop. I-am-beginning-to-feel-like-Whoopie-Goldberg-in-Ghost." Rogue chuckled. She moved in lightning fast speed from her seat to the ground. She curled her legs into sitting Indian style, shut her eyes, and took a deep breath.
"What she doin'?"
"I told her to meditate. It always helps me." Pietro said slowly, fighting the urge to begin talking fast again. He had to admit that it felt good to talk to someone and not worry about how fast he was speaking. Gambit nodded and watched her.
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He sat there. She must've been asleep for five hours already. Hank had told him she would be ok. It just wore her out to help the professor break down that block Frost had put in her head. She was just exhausted. He stared at the wall blankly, until he heard her stir. He looked back down.
"Move your arm." She demanded. He moved it, slightly confused. Her eyes got huge when she realized his arm was moving at a normal speed. "Thank Gawd." She said quickly, sitting up and latching unto him in a hug. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Shhh, it's ok now."
"Ah knew you'd come. Ah knew it, but it seemed lahk ya took forever. Ah know it really didn't, but it felt lahk it took y'all days." She said voice slightly breaking.
"No one knew where ta begin ta look fer ya."
"Ah know. Ah don't blame y'all. What did Ah miss?"
"Wanda and Pietro went after daddy, and Remy guess in a way defeated him. Da scum is back in prison." Rogue nodded. "The mutant registration act was turned down."
"Can ya tell me what ya were tellin' me on the plane?"
"Remy just sayin' how he loves ya, chere." She bought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.
"Right now, now that everything is done with, for the first time in my life, Ah feel... hope. That we can get through everythin'. Ah know that under all that hair and all that attitude that there is a person who cares about meh. Ah can feel it. A person who loves me. A person Ah could love, and Ah do Remy. Ah... love you." * She said almost softly.
"Chere," He said reaching out and touching her face. He pulled some hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear.
"Ya live up ta all my expectations. Underneath it all, after ya break through you're surface. Ah couldn't be luckier. Ah know that now. And I'm sorry that Ah ever thought different." She looked bak up t him expectantly.
"Chere, I like where I'm headin' in dis life, a whole lot more den where I've been. And it's because I'm headin' dere wid ya.* Remy can't remember a time when he didn't love ya." He said leaning in to kiss her. She let her legs drop and kissed him back.
"Ah have a feelin' our lives are gonna get back to normal."
"Back ta normal? Roguey, when have our lives ever been normal?"
"Ya know what Ah mean." She said, hitting him on the arm.
"No need ta get rough."
"You're crazy, Gumbo."
"Crazy for you, Chere."
"You're absolutely certifiable." She said pulling him back down to her for another kiss. She ran her fingers through his hair. She pulled back slightly confused.
"What?"
"Ya smell different, Cajun. Did ya quit smokin'?"
"Remy have a few more important dings on his mind den when I'm gonna get my next cigarette." She nodded.
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"Wanda, can I talk to you for second?" She looked up from where she had been sitting on the Gazebo.
"Sorry, I took off." He sighed.
"This isn't about that." She motioned for him to sit.
"I just got of the phone trying to figure out what that camera was about, but I never got around to asking about it." She brought her knees up to her chest and leaned her cheek across them, facing him.
"Why not?"
"Cap was asking me if I can change your mind about leaving. Were you even going to tell me?" She had put in for leave long before John asked her to go to Australia.
"Yeah I was. It's just that. I'm tired of fighting, Pietro. My whole life has been this fight, fight for something I didn't believe, fight for something I do believe, fight for my friends, fight for the little family I have, fight for my enemies, fight for my life. Hell, Pietro, everyday I fight for my own sanity." He sighed.
"It's just that. I seriously don't know if I can do it without you anymore."
"I'm sorry I make you feel that way."
"No, it's just..." He trailed off thinking about a way to explain himself, but he couldn't. He loved the fact that were together so often, and he didn't want to see it go. He was being dumb and he knew it. They were at a fork and they were going to take different roads it didn't mean that they were never gonna see each other again.
"What are ya going to do?" She reached beside her and picked up a pile of papers she had been reading before he interrupted her. He read the top and reread it numerous times just to make sure it was right. It said the University of Sydney... wait. "SYDNEY!?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, I want to finish school there."
"Really...?" He asked, desperately trying to keep his cool.
"John asked me to come with him, and I said yes." She said softly. That was it the breaking point.
"So he just asks and you just go?"
"Please, Pietro, don't start this." She pleaded with him. "I was planning on leaving, long before John asked me to go with him. So don't blame him." He would have started an argument, if that sound in her voice had been different. She sounded... almost desperate. "I don't want to fight with you right now." She said, running her fingers through her hair. "I don't have the energy." He nodded in response, and just continued to sit. At a lose for words. She finally broke the silence.
"Did you ever call that girl?" She asked him with a smile, wanting to get off the subject of herself and her plans. He sat back and smiled.
"Going out with her this weekend, and her name is Crystal." He said almost smugly.
"Whatever." She said jokingly.
"I want you to meet her before you leave." He said softly.
"Huh...?" She asked confused. Pietro wasn't one to introduce his girlfriends to anyone.
"I said I want you to meet her." He said slowly as if she were stupid, which caused her to laugh.
"You must really think highly of her, if you want me to meet her. You've met my boyfriends, and treated them like crap, now it's my turn." She said in such a tone that Pietro couldn't tell if she was joking or not. She watched this slight look of dread cross his face. She chuckled and shook her head, as she let her feet fall to the ground. "I was joking, Pietro." She said touching his shoulder. His usual arrogant face came back again.
"I knew that."
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* Cannon Remy and Rogue lines. Can't help it they have the best lines. I know it is kinda cheating, but I seriously can't right them the way they deserve. Www.geocities.com/threaza/bluexrogue/rr.com This is like the best Remy and Rogue web site ever. I love it.
AN: I so hope the Romyness was good enough in this chapter. So anyway. This is almost done. I thinking either one or two more chapters it just matters how they turn out. What I have planned is long so I may have to separate it into two chapters. Good news is I do have a sequel planned. What was that camera doing at Emma's? How is the world now reacting to mutants? What happens when they have to stop one of there own from destroying the world? It isn't dark Phoenix. I sound like a tv announcer. Lol If you haven't already. I have posted three things other than this. Shameless self plug here: The Sickness: Jonda one-shot. The Sibling Letters: I only have Pietro and Wanda's letters up, and I have Rogue's written but it didn't come out how I wanted it to, so I am going to rewrite it. It is a very slow work in progress, but the good thing is that it is basically a series of one-shots, so it isn't like any cliff hangers. Enough is Enough: It is my first humor/romance fic. I get really nervous about my humor so play nice. Basically various members of all teams fed up with their lives get away for a while, but can they really escape what they are? It is funny, well in my opinion, but I sometimes have a messed up sense of humor. People who have reviewed like it. So you all should too. End shameless self plug
Linda Keene- Always great to convert people into Wanda fans. I just think that she has layers, and what seems kinda like depression in this fic, just seemed like the logical next step if the object of her rage died. She can't bring the powers out. They just randomly started to come out. And when Pietro's powers came out Mean ole Emma put a block up quickly so she wouldn't be able to put him back. Mean ole Emma. Thanks for the info on Gambit's power. So basically he is a low level empath.
The tiny one- Actually Pietro and Wanda telling off daddy was originally just going to be Wanda and it was written as so, but I was like hey Mags has screwed Pietro over too so he should get some say. Ummm... putting it together to flow good was hard. Especially trying to get mag's response. I guess it is the inner lawyer in me picking apart his case in a cruel way. I tend to poke hole in what people think, if I believe it or not, just to get a rise out of you. I pride myself on being able to argue anything, and I had that argument once, well it was like a rant to my mom, when we were watching X2. She had no clue what I was talking about though. She hates this stuff. Once I tried to explain to her Rogue and Gambit from the comics, and she laughed. She said it was cute that I took a cartoon so seriously. I was look they are the best couple ever. She can't touch and he loves her! Then she laughed some more. That went off on a long tangent. Well thanks for the review. Wanda and John needing therapy. You did read the argument in this chapter, right? They both have tempers. I think they are in need of therapy too. Wait til you see what I have planned for the sequel. I am glad you liked the argument though. I had this fear that it would come out cheesy and cliched.
Peace215- I am glad you enjoyed it. I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint. I have problems proofreading sometimes. Like if I miss a letter and spell check doesn't pick up on it (stupid spell check) my mind sometimes fills it in for me. Stupid stupid.
Demonrogue13- thanks for the review.
Ishandahalf- The Johnny Depp thing actually came from an argument me and one of my friends had about who could play Gambit in the movie. She said Johnny Depp, but I seriously don't believe anybody could play Gambit and have it be Gambit. He is too.... I can't explain it. I don't complain about him not being in the movies because I don't think anyone could play him up to standards. I think Johnny Depp would be the perfect Tony Stark a.k.a. Iron Man. I love Tony Stark, but that is another discussion completely.
Amieva- I can't believe you were to lazy to sign in. You do give me courage. I thought the majority of chapter 11 was pure shit, but you were like it's fine it's fine. Your awesomeness. I love Hank also. That is one of my favorite things about X-men. There is a character for everyone.
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Chapter 13
"I called you all here. I have found Rogue. She is in Boston. The coordinates are already in the plane. There is a mutant with her by the name of Emma Frost. She is a telepath, and a powerful one that doesn't share my philosophy of privacy. Also, she can turn her body into an invulnerable material. We aren't sure what it is though." Gambit instantly left to head to the hanger, not even bothering to put his costume on.
"Come on." He yelled. "We don't have de time ta be dressin' up like action figures."
"We can't go in there blindly." Scott yelled after him.
"What's da sayin' Cyke... love is blind." Scott looked back up at the screen. "Kitty found the blueprints. We don't know where Rogue is in the house. So I think we..." Everyone was startled when they heard the door bust open.
"What did I miss?" Wanda said quicky sitting down.
"No. Hank hasn't even given you permission to leave the med lab."
"You are far too anal retentive Scott. He said I can't..."
"I'll make you a deal. If you can make me roll snake eyes, five times in a row. Then I'll let you go." Scott said, knowing she couldn't do it. She growled.
"Get over it, Scott! I promised Gambit I'd bring her back."
"Just do it." He said, shaking his hands. She concentrated hard and a blue aura surrounded her fingers. He rolled and she surrounded the dice.
"Damn it!" She yelled looking at the dice, which fell on a three and a one. "Fine! I won't go." She said loudly leaving the room letting the door slam.
"Ok," the professor said getting people back on subject. "Quicksilver's mutant signature has been going of on cerebro. So apparently she is having trouble putting the power away." Pietro's mouth dropped.
"Poor girl. She must be going insane."
"What do you mean?" Scott asked.
"Time moves by slow. I don't want to get in the specifics of it."
"How slow?"
"Metabolism is in overdrive, heartbeat in overdrive. You feel like you are listening to a tape on slow. Minutes seem at least eight times longer than they really are. And that is what happened when my powers manifested. It isn't hard once you get used to he speed, but she isn't going to have any control over it. It is a hell all it's own."
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"Do you know how to fly that thing?" Wanda asked loudly in the hanger. Gambit shook his head.
"Remy seen jean and Cyke do it hundreds of times."
"I know how." She said walking unto the plane. "It isn't the same as the plane as I am used to, but close enough." Gambit walked into the cockpit and sat down beside.
"Are you ok to be doing this?"
"I'm physically fine, my powers are slightly fucked, but.... I can fight. I made a promise to you, and I will keep it." He looked down as he heard her flip switches and then she looked at them in confusion. "Where the hell?" She muttered.
"Are ya sure ya can do dis?"
"Ah ha!" She said pushing a button and starting take off.
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"Sebastian, I ask you to do one thing, and you can't do it." Emma yelled over Rogue at Sebastian.
"Listen, I found Jason Wyngarde."
"Then what is the problem? Bring him here."
"He is on Muir Island, dying."
"How far? If he is ok to travel, I can see no harm of him being here."
"He has the Legacy Virus." Emma's face fell slightly and she seemed to be in thought.
"This is serious. I thought the virus was localized to..."
"There are doctors and researchers looking for a cure."
"Did you just cut me off?"
"Sorry."
"I need some time to think about what we are going to do now." She said sitting down in the chair in the corner drumming her fingers on her thigh. "You do realize that our plans are completely messed up now?"
"Emma, what is wrong with her?"
"She needs to eat."
"Again?"
"Pietro Maximoff's mutation speeds up everything in his body." She said leaning over to a PA system. She hit a button. "Rochelle, bring me something extremely high sugar and high carb."
"Miss Frost, you told me not to buy food like that."
"Then go to the store and buy some." She said rudely, "Oh and before you leave, bring a couple of sandwiches up. At least she shut up. I can't decipher her yammering."
"I am sure it is offbeat."
"I know it is."
'Come on. Come on. Come on. Peter, I need ya. Come one come on. Skin turn to metal.' She thought hard, looking down at her hands. 'Damn it!' She mentally screamed at herself. She instantly calmed her thoughts to the best of her abilities. 'Don't scream with a telepath in the room.' Of course she knew this but it was like that saying you talk before you think, well Pietro can think before he thinks. If that made any sense. It was the only way Rogue could explain it to herself. It had only been about a day, but seriously it felt so long. She had the perfect plan, she just needed to get lose. She could confidently say that she had thought of everything. She got this smirk on her face. "After all I am the bes... oh shit now I am taking on his personality traits. Think happy thoughts think happy thoughts. I wish I knew what they were discussing it is too slow. I paid attention as long as I could and heard something about Jason and a virus but I can't pay attention to them any more.' She flipped her hair blowing it out of her face. It was itching. She was hungry.
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"You have got to be kidding me?!?!" Scott yelled, upon entrance to the hanger to see the blackbird missing. "He doesn't even know how to fly it."
"Scott it's ok. We'll take the velocity instead."
"But he's going to crash." He felt a breeze pass him.
"Wanda's with him." Pietro said angrily. "I am going to have to put a bell on her or something." John groaned and put his head in his hand.
"Not if I do first." He said somewhat angrily.
"Why would she go? Doesn't she realize it is dangerous for her to be gone?"
"She has a philosophy that ya keep your promises or die tryin'." John said quickly.
"We are just going to do what was originally planned. Just look out for Wanda and Gambit in the process." Scott said, heading up to the cockpit, muttering under his breath. He really was going to have an aneurysm one of these days.
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"Can't you work any faster?"
"Rich people know when dey're stuff has been fucked wid. So Remy gotta be careful pickin' da lock, non?"
"Hurry up this place gives me the creeps. It's too nice. Isn't she a telepath? It just figures that she could sense us on the ground, well at least you."
"Has anyone ever told ya, ya talk to much?"
"John once, and he never did again."
"Remy has low level empathic abilities. I just block her from his head." Wanda let out a sigh and ran her fingers through her hair.
"This place is huge."
"But Remy have a feelin' we should stick together." She nodded as he returned his tools to his coat.
"If you are a good guy now, why do you still have all your thieving tools?" He stood up and opened the doors.
"Ya never know when ya may need dem, always be prepared."
"You're a regular boy-scout." She said walking into the main hallway. "I am begging to think that we didn't think this through." She said pulling him against the wall, when she heard some voices, still slightly marveled at the size of the place.
"The crazy bitch was all like I want high carb high sugar food. She threw all that out at like 2 in the morning. I walked in there and she was destroying the kitchen, said she saw an infomercial on this new diet and that I was never to buy that crap again. Then she made me clean it up." The maid said to one of the other servants.
"Wow, what a bitch." Wanda said under her breath.
"Shhh.." Wanda glared at him, but didn't say anything else. "Don't ya know to be inconspicuous?" She shot him a death glare.
"I have only been playing spy and shit for the past five years." She whispered harshly. "I probably know more than you, Cajun." He shook his head opening the first door in the hallway and peeking his head in. Wanda looked around the hallway, seeing a table with a flower vase.
"What?" Remy asked closing the door and walking towards her. She headed towards the table and picked a vase up looking at the bottom.
"Damn it." She said, pulling a little piece of what looked like plastic. "It's a camera."
"How'd ya know dat?"
"We use the same the same kind. They're government issue." She said placing the small camera into her coat pocket.
"So dat means..."
"That they probably know we're in the house." Wanda said quickly, cutting him off. She forced herself to think about the problem at hand. Her mind was racing with all the different reasons Emma Frost would have government issue surveillance equipment, and very few of them were good reasons. She took a deep breath, forcing the tiny amount of chaos magic that happened to seep out back in. "We may have to fight ourselves out of this." She added somewhat tiredly, but not as a physically or mentally tired response, but more like an annoyance and being tired about the situation she was in, and he picked up on it.
"Dat's my specialty." He said, watching her walk cautiously down the hallway.
"The kitchen is that way." She said pointing down the hallway.
"Yeah, yeah, miss Frost.. I know high carb food so you have plenty of energy, damn bi-polar bitch." She heard the maid say mockingly, heading up the back stair case. Wanda motioned for Remy to come closer to her.
"We're following the maid."
"Why?"
"I know my brother's eating habits. All he eats is high carb, lucky bastard." She said walking across the linoleum in the kitchen she heard the stairs creak as the maid walked up the stairs. "Damn it! No can do. It is creaking. At least we know she is on the second floor now." Gambit nodded, and the two of them headed back toward the main hall again.
"Remy is gettin' a bad feelin' about dis. If dere was a camera den they know we in da house, and they haven't done anythin' yet."
"I know." She said looking back at him. "DUCK!" They did so in time to see a dart fly over their heads.
"What da fuck?" Gambit said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out some cards. "Ya did not just try to sucker punch me." He said pulling Wanda behind him.
"HEY!" She yelled at him slightly upset that he would treat her like some stupid damsel in distress.
"Didn't work they noticed us." The man said speaking into a communicator.
"What am I paying you for? Plan b take them out." The British voice on the communicator responded. Hearing this, gambit threw three cards at him, which the man ducked. Gambit growled going for some silverware just sitting on the counter. He charge the first one and it was a spoon. He tossed it as he ducked the man's fists. He saw Wanda move out of the corner of his eye as two more guys entered the kitchen. She leaned against the wall and the first guy never saw her kick coming before he heard his own nose crack.
"Bitch," he yelled as he went to attack her blood streaming down his face. She flipped him over her shoulder, and ducked when she saw one of the pieces of silverware that Gambit had charged coming toward her. She slightly grimaced when she heard it hit the man, who she didn't notice sneaking up behind her. She glanced back and could see the man taking deep ragged breaths, but also that he was still alive. She turned back to see the man that she had flipped stand back up. She went to kick him, but this time he was ready and he grabbed her foot, sending her to the ground. He stood there looking down on her smugly.
"I'm gonna have fun with you." He said venomously. Her eyes narrowed and she kicked his feet out from under him. He fell and she quickly straddled his stomach so she could inflict the optimum amount of pain.
"No reason to get rough, darlin'." She punch him again on his already blood soaked face. She brought her hand back up when she felt someone catch hold of her arm.
"Ya knocked him out. Let's go get Rogue." She looked down at the man once more before she reached for a towel. She stood up wiping her hands off. She nodded. They made they're way back out towards the main hall, keeping a watchful eye out or anymore henchmen.
"You would think security would be better in this place."
"Dat was de security."
"My point exactly." She said, instantly stopping in her tracks. She pointed. "Is that her?"
"It had to be, who else would be walkin' around like dat, treatin' people like shit?" He whispered.
"Do you know who the man is?" Gambit shook his head. She looked to be in thought.
"How about Remy take care of the guy, and you her? We know her powers, so no surprises, considerin' ya can't use yours properly." She nodded.
"We just have to wait for the right moment." She said, taking note that Emma was holding the tray with the food that the maid had brought up moments earlier. They then heard a blood-curdling scream from the downstairs.
"No waitin' now." He said dragging her from their hiding place, after Emma had set the food down and took of down the back stairs with Sebastian. "Dis is good because no we can just find her and get her." They opened and shut doors, until they both reached the door Emma and Sebastian had been speaking in front of. Gambit took a deep breath and opened up the door.
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Rogue heard the scream it seemed to last forever, and resembled one of those horror movies, after the ditzy, big breasted victim finds a dead body. Then it hit her. They're here. They have to be, but they wouldn't hurt anybody like that. Gambit might. She had tried her hardest to listen to the discussions that Emma and Sebastian were having. All she could get out of it is that the plan had failed this time, but they would try again. It was funny that she could care less. The least Emma could have done was brought the food in, and let her chow down. She fidgeted, knowing that Emma was gone she tried to will a psyche out. She mentally screamed at herself, not caring if Emma could here or not. She had to find a way around this block, for her sanity's sake she needed to put Pietro's psyche back where it belonged, but at the same time she was hesitant to do so, he could come in handy in this type of think quick situation. She had worked on the control the jumpiness of his thoughts, when she found, much to her dismay, that Pietro Maximoff probably hardly slept at all. She fell asleep once for about thirty minutes, and felt like she had the best night's sleep ever.
She sighed. She really hoped Gambit was there. She had to laugh at herself as she tried to pinpoint exactly when she became such a girl, when she started acting like the damsel in distress. She had to admit it was fun to have a personal knight in shining armor to help her out of these types of situations. She did have a bad track record when it came to being kidnaped. Remy himself had even once pulled that on her. She looked back and found it slightly hard to be pissed off at him. Sure at the time she thought he was this giant psycho. He had been willing to blow the train to bits if she didn't pull him back in and she knew he would do it.
"Crazybastard." She said out loud to herself. She knew no one was in the room and even if there had been they would have no clue what she had said. Her stomach growled again, but she quit paying attention to it. She heard the doorknob turn. She looked up, as this giant smile crept across her face.
"It's-about-time-damn-it. Where-the-hell-have-you-been? Where's-everyone-else?"
"Huh? What she say?" Remy said, untying her bounds. Wanda stood over by the door, keeping watch.
"How the hell am I supposed to know?" She said looking down the hallway.
"Ya lived wid Quicky."
"I can't understand him half the time. We need to get out of here." Rogue looked at Remy, but the time was agonizing he was untying her in slow motion,
"Hurry-up! Hurry-up! Hurry-up! Hurry-up! Hurry-up! Hurry-up!" She said.
"I know that one." Wanda said sarcastically. The second Rogue's arms were free she pulled Remy to her by his coat so fast that his head snapped back slightly. He hadn't been expecting it. She pressed her lips to his. She tried to slow herself down, knowing that if she didn't this would be the sloppiest kiss in human history, but still she had trouble doing so. She separated from him, and he was out of breath. He began to untie her feet.
"Gambit we got trouble." Wanda said as she ducked a dart. "Looks like I didn't knock him out hard enough." She continued as he saw her face turn to confusion. She saw a red beam hit the man and knock him over. "Scott and the other's are here." She said nervously.
"Why you nervous?"
"I am so gonna get lectured. They know we found her." Rogue finally tried to stand up, but she fell back into the chair instantly. From exhaustion from not eating, and the fact that she hadn't used her leg muscles for a little while. Rogue watch as Wanda disappeared into the hallway and returned back with some food. She sat it down in front of her as Rogue stuffed her face quickly. She looked at them they were moving so slow. She knew that they were going as fast as they possibly could, but watching them in slow motion made her slightly paranoid, like they were doing it on purpose and not really trying their hardest.
"Does Quicky eat like dat?" She shook her head.
"He has self-control now. He did when his powers manifested." She said as the rest of the x-men finally made it up to the room.
"We couldn't find Emma anywhere." Jean said. "Was she here?" Wanda and Gambit both nodded.
"Get her and lets get going." Gambit picked Rogue up in mid bite ad carried her out of the mansion.
"Where didcha park the Blackbird?" Logan asked, Gambit headed in the direction with Wolverine following. Rogue nuzzled into the crook of his neck. She closed her eyes, hoping it would help her from noticing the ridiculously slow speed they were traveling at.
Wanda reached in her pocket and pulled out the little camera, tossing it Pietro. He caught it and looked at her in confusion for a second.
"Wha..? Where did you get this?"
"Apparently Emma Frost has one of those ugly ass flower vase cameras. You know the ones that are supposedly knew and high tech. It isn't a nanny cam."
"I know what it is." He snapped lightly. "Why would she have one?"
"I don't know. Maybe you can figure it out." She said walking off.
"What does that mean?" She turned around.
"I'll talk to you later." He looked at her confused and went to walk off. "Oh and Pietro."
"Yeah."
"Could you do me a favor and ride with Rogue and Gambit? I think it would do some good to be with someone up to her own speed." He nodded, and he turned around and took off in the direction Wolverine and Gambit went in.
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Wanda sat down next to John, who surprisingly hadn't said one word to her for the whole fifteen minutes she had been there. She heard everyone else laughing and having a good time, having ended a stressful situation, letting the fact that Emma Frost and Mystique were still out there exit their minds.
She glanced over at Kitty and Piotr, who was listening to her fast talk like it was of the utmost importance. They were probably talking about wedding stuff. They did have a lot to talk about, if they were really planning on getting married in a month.
Even Scott and Jean seemed to be in better moods. Scott had been saved from the heart attack gods this time. Sure he was gentleman, but did he ever crack a joke, or have any fun what so ever. He was far to bland for her tastes and even though they clashed and he pissed her of to no end. She had to say he was a good guy. She could say they didn't get along, but she could say no bad about the man or Jean for that matter. Well except that they will probably have the most boring children on the planet.
She finally looked over at John, and she felt bad. She knew that she tended to go off half-assed and not think, and he always seemed to enjoy her spontaneity. She didn't here him complaining that day in the warehouse, but this was different, and he seemed upset with her. She couldn't stand it when he got upset though for two reasons. One, she never liked to seem him mad or upset, John is at his best joking around, which is something she hadn't seen in a while. Two, when he got upset he was passive-aggressive, and he knew that, that kind of shit pissed her the hell off. Sometimes he would finally cut lose, and he did have a temper, but most of the time he was just...
"John, you know I hate the silent treatment." She muttered to him. "Just talk like a normal person." He looked at her with slight annoyance.
"I don't want ta talk about it right now."
"Fine." She snapped. "I don't get your deal. You know I hate the passive-aggressive bullshit you do, but you do it anyway." She said with a raised voice. She wasn't yelling, but it was still enough to catch Piotr and Kitty's attention.
"Would you quit makin' a scene in front of everyone?"
"Me making a scene? You're the one acting like a child." She saw his eyes narrow.
"Jesus, Wanda not right now." He yelled, gesturing over to Piotr and Kitty. Wanda looked at them. Kitty and Piotr went on with there conversation when they caught her glare. Then she looked back up at the cockpit, where Scott and Jean where acting like nothing was going on.
"Fine." She yelled grabbing his hand and dragging him to the back of the jet letting the door slam behind them. "Talk. Please you're driving me insane." He looked at her with disbelief.
"I'm driving you insane. I swear you're bonkers. I call driving someone insane, taking off when they're supposed to be in the damn hospital. You act as if no one gives a flyin' fuck about you, Wanda." He could tell no matter what he said, she was going to go into defensive mode.
"Well excuse me for wanting to help a friend!" She could see some amount of anger rise up.
"They could have handled it and you know it! Do you know anything about what could have happened to you?!? You aren't supposed to me using your abilities and in certain situations, Wanda, you have no fucking control. Who would it have helped if you passed out or worse?"
"Are you done?" He nodded. "Well none of that happened. Everything is fine."
"No it isn't! Do you not understand the big picture? The big picture is that everyone's actions affect everyone around them. You don't see how the shit you pull sometimes affect the people that care about you." She rubbed her eyes.
"Go to hell. You know what most of the time your condescending bull shit bugs the hell out of me. Sure you have to pick me up and dust me off a lot, but that doesn't mean that I don't have a mind of my own. I made that decision, and I'll stick by it." She said, opening the door to have it slammed instantly. "What the fuck, John?" She yelled. She could feel a huge amount of rage surge through her body. She picked up the nearest object and hurdled it across the room. "Damn it! Get the hell over it and yourself."
"Do you not get what would have happened to me if something had happened to you? I think I would never know what to do with myself, and I am pissed off that you constantly put yourselves in those situations, when you don't need to. It always ends up bad. You didn't have to go after Mystique that day by the church, and that ended up with you in a coma. You're personal tirade against your father ended up with you almost passed out, weak, and asleep for twenty damn hours, how on earth can you expect me not to worry when the very next day you take off to help with something that didn't need your help? Are you even fully healed from the bombing yet?" He finally took a breath looking down at her, and he could see the shock on her face. She sat on one of the boxes. She bit her lip. She always looked so cute when she did that.
"I'm sorry. It's just that... I can't explain it. I'm just sorry. I'm sorry that I made you worry, but you're right sometimes I don't see the picture and sometimes it's really hard to remember that there are other people in my life that care for me." She finished as he sat on the same box beside her. She turned towards him. "I'm sorry." She said more softly.
"It's ok."
"Just think about it. In a few weeks we will be in Australia, away from all the drama." He smiled, which made her smile to.
"Wanna talk about Drama. Wait til ya meet my crazy aunts and uncle's. Al through out my childhood, the house was mine, but since I couldn't live there on my own. All my relatives used it for storage, and I doubt they've been around to clean up lately." She smiled.
"Finally a family that is crazy in the good way. We should probably get to work soon then. I want to christen every room in that house." She said smiling.
"Really...?"
"Yeah, it is like a unwritten rule. Once a couple moves into a place together then they have to have sex in every room, for good luck..." He put a finger on her lips.
"You do realize that sometimes you talk to much." She snatched his finger away from her lips playfully.
"Don't you remember what happened last time you said that? And besides you never complained when I talked about sex before." She said in a mock threatening voice.
"Yeah, but now you love me, and you don't wanna hurt me." She laughed.
"You are full of yourself. Besides I didn't hurt you the first time."
"You don't know your own strength." She huffed and looked away from him in a playful mood.
"Do you ever worry if we're screwed because of how we were before?" She looked back at him shocked by how quickly he went into serious mode.
"We can't change our history, and to tell the truth I am not so sure I want to. It is the past. This is a new section of our lives and should be treated as such." She said with a smile. She should have been expecting this conversation, but the truth is in her opinion that they were a couple long before they made it official. Well in some ways they were. She stood up and took his hand in hers.
"Come on. We better get back out there so they don't think we killed each other." She said leading him to the door. He pulled back his hand, making sure that it was still in contact with hers. It caused her to spin into him slightly, but before she could protest his lips were on hers. She let go of his hand and brought both of her arms around his neck. After a moment he pulled away. She took a deep breath. "What was that for?" He smiled at her.
"I just realized I'm lucky."
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Pietro leaned back. His mind was racing, more so than usual. Wanda had been acting very....un Wanda. When she told him to figure out what that camera was doing at the Frost place. It had a slight attitude to it... like she didn't care, but whatever. He would have to figure that out later. He looked over at Gambit and Rogue, seeing his comforting words going straight over her head. It made him think of Crystal actually... CRYSTAL! Shit he had forgotten to call her, but he had a feeling she'd understand. He finally stood up and went over to the other two passengers on the plane. He squatted in front of Rogue.
"Talk." He said not refraining himself from using his abilities. It had been a long time since he wasn't worried about his super speed.
"Who-would-have-ever-thought-I'd-be-happy-to-see-you?" He rolled his eyes. "How-do-you-make-it-stop?" His heart nearly broke.
"It-doesn't. Do-you-know-any-meditation-or-stuff?" She nodded, neither of them noticing Gambit's confused expression at their super speak, but also a flash of jealousy. Pietro was doing something for Rogue that he couldn't do, and it did upset him. It was petty and childish he knew, but it was still upsetting. She was clearly upset and shaken, but he didn't know if it was about the kidnaping or the fact that everything was going in slow motion for her.
"Yeah-Logan-taught-me-some. The-professor-thought-it-might-help-me-control-my-powers."
"Usually-I-take-deep-breaths-Wanda-made-Agatha-teach-me-some-old-Romany-breathing-tricks,-but-I-think-meditation-would-have-the-same-affect. You-should-go-somewhere-where-you-won't-see-everyone-going-in-slow-motion." It was weak, but it was the best advice he had for her. "Wait-is-there-anything-particularly-soothing-to-you? Anything? Person?" She nodded. He was good at fighting his fits, but somehow Wanda's presence was slightly soothing.
"What-did-he-keep-saying?"
"He-loves-you-Rogue,-and-he-kept-saying-he-was-sorry-for-not-finding-you-sooner."
"Pietro-tell-him-I-love-him." Pietro groaned. "Pietro! Tell-him."
"Rogue-you-know-I-hate-that-mushy-shit." She glared at him. "Fine." He looked up at Gambit. "She says she loves you." He turned his attention back to her. "I-told-him-now-can-we-stop. I-am-beginning-to-feel-like-Whoopie-Goldberg-in-Ghost." Rogue chuckled. She moved in lightning fast speed from her seat to the ground. She curled her legs into sitting Indian style, shut her eyes, and took a deep breath.
"What she doin'?"
"I told her to meditate. It always helps me." Pietro said slowly, fighting the urge to begin talking fast again. He had to admit that it felt good to talk to someone and not worry about how fast he was speaking. Gambit nodded and watched her.
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He sat there. She must've been asleep for five hours already. Hank had told him she would be ok. It just wore her out to help the professor break down that block Frost had put in her head. She was just exhausted. He stared at the wall blankly, until he heard her stir. He looked back down.
"Move your arm." She demanded. He moved it, slightly confused. Her eyes got huge when she realized his arm was moving at a normal speed. "Thank Gawd." She said quickly, sitting up and latching unto him in a hug. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Shhh, it's ok now."
"Ah knew you'd come. Ah knew it, but it seemed lahk ya took forever. Ah know it really didn't, but it felt lahk it took y'all days." She said voice slightly breaking.
"No one knew where ta begin ta look fer ya."
"Ah know. Ah don't blame y'all. What did Ah miss?"
"Wanda and Pietro went after daddy, and Remy guess in a way defeated him. Da scum is back in prison." Rogue nodded. "The mutant registration act was turned down."
"Can ya tell me what ya were tellin' me on the plane?"
"Remy just sayin' how he loves ya, chere." She bought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.
"Right now, now that everything is done with, for the first time in my life, Ah feel... hope. That we can get through everythin'. Ah know that under all that hair and all that attitude that there is a person who cares about meh. Ah can feel it. A person who loves me. A person Ah could love, and Ah do Remy. Ah... love you." * She said almost softly.
"Chere," He said reaching out and touching her face. He pulled some hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear.
"Ya live up ta all my expectations. Underneath it all, after ya break through you're surface. Ah couldn't be luckier. Ah know that now. And I'm sorry that Ah ever thought different." She looked bak up t him expectantly.
"Chere, I like where I'm headin' in dis life, a whole lot more den where I've been. And it's because I'm headin' dere wid ya.* Remy can't remember a time when he didn't love ya." He said leaning in to kiss her. She let her legs drop and kissed him back.
"Ah have a feelin' our lives are gonna get back to normal."
"Back ta normal? Roguey, when have our lives ever been normal?"
"Ya know what Ah mean." She said, hitting him on the arm.
"No need ta get rough."
"You're crazy, Gumbo."
"Crazy for you, Chere."
"You're absolutely certifiable." She said pulling him back down to her for another kiss. She ran her fingers through his hair. She pulled back slightly confused.
"What?"
"Ya smell different, Cajun. Did ya quit smokin'?"
"Remy have a few more important dings on his mind den when I'm gonna get my next cigarette." She nodded.
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"Wanda, can I talk to you for second?" She looked up from where she had been sitting on the Gazebo.
"Sorry, I took off." He sighed.
"This isn't about that." She motioned for him to sit.
"I just got of the phone trying to figure out what that camera was about, but I never got around to asking about it." She brought her knees up to her chest and leaned her cheek across them, facing him.
"Why not?"
"Cap was asking me if I can change your mind about leaving. Were you even going to tell me?" She had put in for leave long before John asked her to go to Australia.
"Yeah I was. It's just that. I'm tired of fighting, Pietro. My whole life has been this fight, fight for something I didn't believe, fight for something I do believe, fight for my friends, fight for the little family I have, fight for my enemies, fight for my life. Hell, Pietro, everyday I fight for my own sanity." He sighed.
"It's just that. I seriously don't know if I can do it without you anymore."
"I'm sorry I make you feel that way."
"No, it's just..." He trailed off thinking about a way to explain himself, but he couldn't. He loved the fact that were together so often, and he didn't want to see it go. He was being dumb and he knew it. They were at a fork and they were going to take different roads it didn't mean that they were never gonna see each other again.
"What are ya going to do?" She reached beside her and picked up a pile of papers she had been reading before he interrupted her. He read the top and reread it numerous times just to make sure it was right. It said the University of Sydney... wait. "SYDNEY!?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, I want to finish school there."
"Really...?" He asked, desperately trying to keep his cool.
"John asked me to come with him, and I said yes." She said softly. That was it the breaking point.
"So he just asks and you just go?"
"Please, Pietro, don't start this." She pleaded with him. "I was planning on leaving, long before John asked me to go with him. So don't blame him." He would have started an argument, if that sound in her voice had been different. She sounded... almost desperate. "I don't want to fight with you right now." She said, running her fingers through her hair. "I don't have the energy." He nodded in response, and just continued to sit. At a lose for words. She finally broke the silence.
"Did you ever call that girl?" She asked him with a smile, wanting to get off the subject of herself and her plans. He sat back and smiled.
"Going out with her this weekend, and her name is Crystal." He said almost smugly.
"Whatever." She said jokingly.
"I want you to meet her before you leave." He said softly.
"Huh...?" She asked confused. Pietro wasn't one to introduce his girlfriends to anyone.
"I said I want you to meet her." He said slowly as if she were stupid, which caused her to laugh.
"You must really think highly of her, if you want me to meet her. You've met my boyfriends, and treated them like crap, now it's my turn." She said in such a tone that Pietro couldn't tell if she was joking or not. She watched this slight look of dread cross his face. She chuckled and shook her head, as she let her feet fall to the ground. "I was joking, Pietro." She said touching his shoulder. His usual arrogant face came back again.
"I knew that."
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* Cannon Remy and Rogue lines. Can't help it they have the best lines. I know it is kinda cheating, but I seriously can't right them the way they deserve. Www.geocities.com/threaza/bluexrogue/rr.com This is like the best Remy and Rogue web site ever. I love it.
AN: I so hope the Romyness was good enough in this chapter. So anyway. This is almost done. I thinking either one or two more chapters it just matters how they turn out. What I have planned is long so I may have to separate it into two chapters. Good news is I do have a sequel planned. What was that camera doing at Emma's? How is the world now reacting to mutants? What happens when they have to stop one of there own from destroying the world? It isn't dark Phoenix. I sound like a tv announcer. Lol If you haven't already. I have posted three things other than this. Shameless self plug here: The Sickness: Jonda one-shot. The Sibling Letters: I only have Pietro and Wanda's letters up, and I have Rogue's written but it didn't come out how I wanted it to, so I am going to rewrite it. It is a very slow work in progress, but the good thing is that it is basically a series of one-shots, so it isn't like any cliff hangers. Enough is Enough: It is my first humor/romance fic. I get really nervous about my humor so play nice. Basically various members of all teams fed up with their lives get away for a while, but can they really escape what they are? It is funny, well in my opinion, but I sometimes have a messed up sense of humor. People who have reviewed like it. So you all should too. End shameless self plug
Linda Keene- Always great to convert people into Wanda fans. I just think that she has layers, and what seems kinda like depression in this fic, just seemed like the logical next step if the object of her rage died. She can't bring the powers out. They just randomly started to come out. And when Pietro's powers came out Mean ole Emma put a block up quickly so she wouldn't be able to put him back. Mean ole Emma. Thanks for the info on Gambit's power. So basically he is a low level empath.
The tiny one- Actually Pietro and Wanda telling off daddy was originally just going to be Wanda and it was written as so, but I was like hey Mags has screwed Pietro over too so he should get some say. Ummm... putting it together to flow good was hard. Especially trying to get mag's response. I guess it is the inner lawyer in me picking apart his case in a cruel way. I tend to poke hole in what people think, if I believe it or not, just to get a rise out of you. I pride myself on being able to argue anything, and I had that argument once, well it was like a rant to my mom, when we were watching X2. She had no clue what I was talking about though. She hates this stuff. Once I tried to explain to her Rogue and Gambit from the comics, and she laughed. She said it was cute that I took a cartoon so seriously. I was look they are the best couple ever. She can't touch and he loves her! Then she laughed some more. That went off on a long tangent. Well thanks for the review. Wanda and John needing therapy. You did read the argument in this chapter, right? They both have tempers. I think they are in need of therapy too. Wait til you see what I have planned for the sequel. I am glad you liked the argument though. I had this fear that it would come out cheesy and cliched.
Peace215- I am glad you enjoyed it. I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint. I have problems proofreading sometimes. Like if I miss a letter and spell check doesn't pick up on it (stupid spell check) my mind sometimes fills it in for me. Stupid stupid.
Demonrogue13- thanks for the review.
Ishandahalf- The Johnny Depp thing actually came from an argument me and one of my friends had about who could play Gambit in the movie. She said Johnny Depp, but I seriously don't believe anybody could play Gambit and have it be Gambit. He is too.... I can't explain it. I don't complain about him not being in the movies because I don't think anyone could play him up to standards. I think Johnny Depp would be the perfect Tony Stark a.k.a. Iron Man. I love Tony Stark, but that is another discussion completely.
Amieva- I can't believe you were to lazy to sign in. You do give me courage. I thought the majority of chapter 11 was pure shit, but you were like it's fine it's fine. Your awesomeness. I love Hank also. That is one of my favorite things about X-men. There is a character for everyone.
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