I glanced over at Remy. He smiled a little, "Dis place is goin' t' be different without y', gamin."
"Yeah, well, don't get too attached," John replied nonchalantly.
I flinched at his relaxed manner with those words. I looked up at him. "You sound like you're trying to get rid of me.
"Not a chance, Sunny," John returned, setting his free hand on my abs as he realized how I'd taken what he'd said. "I just want you all to myself. You all know that I don't share well."
I smirked and relaxed at his reassurances.
"Looks like de plans workin'," Remy pointed out to me.
"What plan?" John pressed.
I gave up a small smile and set my hand on top of his, "The one where I get you to give me some special attention, Sparky."
"You don't need to have a plan for that, Sunny. You only have to ask me." John used his deeper voice to leer at me and rubbed his hand on my abs in small circles. I shifted a little, enjoying the attention, and saw Piotr shudder out of the corner of my eyes.
"What's the matter, Piotr?" I asked innocently.
He shot me a playful, yet still rather intimidating, glare. "Get a room."
"We have one," John supplied. "You two are just in it."
Remy chuckled, "Y' goin' t' tell 'im de real plan?"
I pressed against John again. "We, me and Rem, called Logan this morning. We got him to convince Ororo to give us a little cloudburst. She did and as the sun came out, I absorbed some."
"You didn't go outside, did you?" He was sounding very concerned, even as he shot Remy a wary glance
"No, we just opened the curtain a little," I assured him and rubbed his hand a little. "Remy thought that the sunlight would make me heal faster and it seems to have worked. Don't be mad, John."
"I'm not mad," he sighed, "and it does explain your sudden... friskiness."
I smiled a little, "Remy, what did you talk to Logan about?"
"Nothin'," Remy lied.
I shot him a look.
Remy just looked back at me and allotted a small smile, "Nothin' I'm goin' t' tell y' about."
"Ah, come on," I pleaded. "You guys talked for ten minutes."
Remy chuckled, "It wasn't that long."
I huffed. John nipped at my ear to tell me to drop it. I glanced over my shoulder, aggravated that he wanted me to lose the argument. John just watched me. I flinched a little but gave in to his demand. John smiled and kissed his spot. I just settled against him again.
Piotr glanced at a clock before speaking up, "John, we have something to tell you."
"I know. I saw it in your faces when you walked in," he said. Remy just smiled. "Where are we going to go and when?"
I twisted around in my seat and looked up at him. John ruffled my hair affectionately but kept his eyes on his teammates as he waited for an answer. I tensed up a little but knew where this was headed.
Piotr sighed, "A classified building in Vermont."
"Maintenant," Remy added.
John looked down at me, utterly speechless.
"Go ahead, John," I told him with a brave façade. I knew that Remy knew otherwise but didn't care right now. "We really don't want Magneto to be suspicious of you and these guys made need your help or something. I'll be fine."
"You sure?" he questioned.
I nodded before I could change my mind. "Absolutely."
John smiled faintly and glanced over at Piotr, "Pi, will you take him over to your room so that he can get some books to read while we're out?"
"Sure," he replied even though he scowled at the nickname. "Come on, Roberto."
I caught a look John sent to Piotr that was to be read as get-him-out. Piotr nodded and rose to his feet. I gave John's hand a squeeze before rising as well. Then I obediently followed Piotr into the next room.
Piotr immediately crossed the room and began rifling through a stack of what looked like very old romance novels. I could faintly hear John and Remy carrying on a conversation on the other side of the adjoining door. I waited patiently for a few moments before giving in to temptation. I silently crept over to the door and listened in on the conversation.
"This is all my fault, Rem." John's voice came through very clearly.
"Do y' t'ink dat?" Remy pressed.
"If we hadn't let out the Sentinel, he wouldn't have been exposed as a mutant. Then the FOHs would not have jumped him."
"What does he t'ink?"
John sighed loudly and sounded upset, "He doesn't know what to think, Remy. He doesn't even know what day of the week it is or even what time of day it is and it's all my fault!"
I flung open the door as hard as I could. I practically ran into his arms and kissed him. John's surprise was to be expected, but he quickly recovered. I pulled back a little to let him breathe.
Piotr spoke, "I do not think he blames you, John."
I punched John's arm hard enough to leave a mark and pulled back a bit more, "I never once thought this was your fault. I blamed Magneto for a little while, but I'm over it now. Honest."
John pulled me back against him, "Never?"
"Not once," I assured him and added a sweet kiss for good measure. "Now go on. Get out of here."
"There's food in the cabinets," John supplied.
"An' better food in our room," Remy countered.
"And I have some books here that should show you how to be in charge of your. . . relationship with John," Piotr added while attempting to ignore John's sticking out his tongue.
"I'll be fine, guys," I promised them.
"We'll be back soon. Don't answer the door or the phone. You can contact Xavier if you need anything."
I nodded, kissed him, and whispered, "Hurry back, Sparky. I'll be waiting and try not to let the orb get to you." I was the only one who knew that John had a slight degree of claustrophobia.
John flinched at the name and let me go. He took a few steps toward the door before turning back around, "Keep out of trouble, Sunny."
I smiled. Then the three guys left. I sighed as the door clicked shut. This wasn't part of the plan, but I couldn't help it. John would've been in trouble if he hadn't gone to do his duty. I picked up one of Piotr's books: very typical romance. Piotr didn't seem like the type to read these. I tossed it back down, knowing it wouldn't keep my attention for very long. I grumbled, all ready bored.
I grabbed the remote, flicked on the TV, and sprawled out on the couch. Hopefully I could catch something that would occupy me for part of the time. I sighed and decided to watch the rest of some old action movie to hold my attention until my lover got back from Vermont. I watched the movie and was even able to find some plot among the odd characters.
A little over an hour later, the movie ended. I flipped off the TV and stretched out my back. I sighed as I realized that I had no clue when John would be home. I clambered to my feet and headed back to John's bedroom. Even though I'd slept most of the day away, I was still a bit tired. My head was spinning with memories and the lusty need I always felt when I was around John. I climbed into the warm safe-haven that was John's bed and closed my eyes. Hopefully John would be home when I woke up this time. I sighed and fell asleep.
I screamed and thrashed weakly but knew it was no good. I was trapped and hurt and John had abandoned me for Magneto. I grunted and forced my eyes open. It had all been a nightmare. I curled up into a little ball. It had all seemed so real. I wiped my eyes hastily and prayed that John would be home soon. I shivered and pulled the comforter up closer.
Suddenly I felt really dizzy and shot over to the side of the bed. I managed to position myself directly above the trashcan before I heaved up my lunch. I waited a few minutes before wiping my mouth and sitting back up. I curled up tighter and just concentrated on my breathing. I sighed and let my eyes slip shut. I knew the nightmares would be returning as soon as I fell asleep, but I had nothing else to distract me until John got home again. I tried to relax and let drowsiness overpower my senses. Slowly, I managed to fall asleep again.
TBC