A/N: Yeah, here ya go. The chappie You've all been waiting for! Pretty much everything happens! Reader Reviews at the bottom.
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A-K-3-0-7-B was picked up roughly by a giant man, and thrown over his shoulder, being taken down a steel corridor. Finally, they reached the last room in the corridor, and he threw her inside, watching her bounce off the mattress in the corner.
Grunting at the figure that wasn't moving, he slammed the door shut and left, leaving AK307B along in her cell. Getting up slowly, she walked to the mirror, and rubbed the dirt and grime off it with the palm of her hand. The face that stared back at her was definitely her own, but the green hair was.... different. This wasn't right.... and her eyes were wrong as well....
Dropping to the floor, she put her hands over her eyes and cried.
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"Mah god...." Rogue whispered, breaking the contact. "They realleh (really) did that?" Lauren nodded sadly.
"Yeah.... That mattress isn't as soft as it looks."
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After this session with Lauren, she was almost unconscious. As usual, St John picked her up, and carried her out to the car. The look on his face as he passed Remy in the hallway was heartbreaking. He couldn't bear to see Lauren like this. He held back his tears, so she wouldn't see them, and climbed in his side of the car, taking off at speeds Pietro couldnt rival.
Rogue's touch was up to 12 hours, and she was ecstatic, especially seeing as there was no possible way any of her psyches could take over. Not with Lore in her head.
After Lauren and St. John sped off, the Professor called Rogue back into his office.
"Ya wanted ta see meh?"
"Yes Rogue. Please, take a seat."
"Whats this ahll about? Am Ah in trouble?" She asked, as she took the seat he gestured to.
"No Rogue, its about Lauren." Rogue nodded.
"Okay, what about her?"
"Rogue, I'm sorry to have to say this, but you will have to stop your sessions with Lauren. I observed something today which is rather disturbing and is leading me to believe the sessions are having a damaging effect on her. Each time she comes in, she is not as strong as she was last time." Rogue nodded.
"Ahllright Professah. Ahll talk ta Lauren. Ah cahnt cay Ahm not dissahpointed, but this is bettah than nothin', raght?" The Professor nodded and smiled.
"I'm glad you understand Rogue. Perhaps if you talk to St. John before Lauren, it might be beneficial."
"Thank Professah. Ah will."
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Rogue pulled up at the Acolytes residence, not surprised to see Remy sitting outside, smoking. She'd passed Piotr on his way to the library, and she could hear St John from outside. Nothing looked like it was on fire.... yet.
"Chere.... y' come t' see Remy?" he stood, wrapping his arms around her, a little surprised when she pushed him off.
"No, Ahm here ta see Johnny.... Whats goin' on?"
"Remy t'ink Pyro an' Lore b' havin' a 'Lovers argument'." He smiles slightly. "S' y' can stay wi' Remy while dose two fight, eh Chere?" She already had her hand on the doorhandle.
"Ah can handle Johnny-boy."
"Femmes got deat'-wish." He watched the door for a moment, before relenting, stubbing out his cigarette, and following her in. "B'sides.... 't'aint Johnny y' got t' b' wary o' Chere...."
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"Lauren jus' LISTEN ta me!"
"John, I've listened! I don't want to hear it no more!"
"But Lauren....!"
"NO BUTS!"
"Lore, honey, please...."
"NO John.... I'm doing this...."
"Please? Don't do it.... just for me?" There was a long pause. "I love you. I don't want ta loose ya." Another pause. "Marry me." Another pause.
"John I don't have the time, nor strength for you to mess me around."
"I aint jokin' luv.... Marry me...."
"JOHN! Its beautiful! Oh my god.... Of course I will!"
On the stairs, not too far away, Remy smiled.
"Guess we come back later chere.... dey got some celebratin' t' do." Rogue nodded and took his hand.
"Guess so Cajun...."
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Two hours later, Rogue was sat in the Acolyte's living room. Remy had run down to the shops, and St John finally appeared from upstairs.
"Lauren okay Johnny?" Rogue asked quietly, as he took the seat beside her, running a hand back through his hair, messing it up even more.
"She's.... good.... Look, Sheilah.... Rogue.... I need ta ask ya somethin'."
"Ah know, Ah need ta tell ya somethin' too."
"You go first." They both said simultaneously, then laughed softly, Rogue indicating that he should go ahead.
"I wan' ya ta stop with Lore. Its 'urtin' 'er, an' I don't like ta see 'er 'urtin'. She's the best Sheilah a guy could ask fa, an I don't wanna loose 'er, okay?" He looked at her apologetically.
"'S alright Aussie." Rogue said softly. "Ah was comin ta tell ya Ah cahnt do anymore session with Lauren...." He smiled.
"I'm glad."
"Thanks Johnny."
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"Ah cahnt believe this! This is..... So sweet!" Kitty blinked twice, before phasing through the door to find that her room-mate hadn't been replaced, and infact, it was Rogue, sounding oh-so-genuinely happy on the phone. "Gawd Lore, that's.... Ah know.... Look, Ah'll see yah later, Ah think Kit wants th' phone.... Bye." She cast a 'what-do-you-want' look at Kitty, raising her eyebrow.
"I was just wondering if someone, like, replaced you. You totally don't sound that happy.... like.... ever!"
"Oh Mah gawd Kit, its so cute...."
"Like what is already?"
"Johnny boy...."
"Yeah?"
"Asked Lore...."
"Stop drawing this out Rogue, you're like, gonna kill me!" Kitty groaned when the goth paused again.
"Ta marreh him.... an' she said yeah!"
"OH MY GOD! THIS IS LIKE, SO COOL!"
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Three days later, Lauren was lying in bed, looking at the simple ring she had picked on her finger. It had a single ruby set into the middle of it. It had reminded John of Fire, so she thought it was perfect. She just couldn't sleep. Knowing that she could help Rogue and wasn't allowed to. Finally, she carefully removed John's arm from around her waist and slid out from the sheets, dressing quietly in her jeans, and, when she couldn't find her shirt, one of his not-so-bright ones, a black one with flames around the bottom. Hugging it to her, she went downstairs, pouring herself a glass of juice, and taking a pad and pen off the side, writing John a note, so he wouldn't be worried.
Tucking the note onto the fridge, she picked up her cell and hesitated. She'd promised she wouldn't do anything stupid. Well, she wasn't. It wasn't stupid. She'd thought this through. Properly. As much as she loved and respected John's wishes, this was something she HAD to do. Putting the cell back down, she unlocked the door quietly, and opened it, to find remy stood there, much to her surprise.
"Night out with Rogue?"
"Non p'tite.... ot'er job."
"Ah....." She nodded. "I'm.... going out. I'll see ya later Remy." He nodded, watching her leave, frowning slightly. Something was wrong. He could sense it. Of course he could, he was a thief.
As he walked in, he spotted the note on the fridge, and pulled it off, getting himself a glass of water while he read it.
As he finished, he jumped up, knocking over the glass which tipped its contents onto the table and over his knee.
"JOHN!" no answer. "JOHNNY!" Again, silence. "PYRO!" Nothing. Nada. "ALLERDYCE GET Y' ASS DOWN HERE!" There was a muffled thump then:
"Alright alright! I'm comin' mate, no need ta shout Gammie.... Ey.... Where's Lauren?"
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A/N: Reader Reviews!
ishandahalf – I cant believe you thought that when you read the last title! Oh.... wait.... I can see it now.... that was a bit of a dodgy title.... hmm.... *shrugs*
Romy fluff = Prozac? I can go with that.... I can see how that easily happens.... *grins big* I'm doing lots of things right aren't I? Romy fluff, John/Lore fluff, John being sweet, Remy being sweet, institute guys in the white jackets.... hold it, wrong kind of institute.... damn. Must learn to remember.... I live in the one with the warm white jackets, they live in the one in Bayville....
Wohoo! Crack Bunnies!
Short I know, I just need to get this one out. I'm getting really sad cos this is gonna be done in a few.. but I guess I could always have the sequel, which would be more funny than this one. Some weird stuff in the sequel.... Although the next couple a chapters, if not just the next one, will be a LOT explained, I promise.