Thanks to:
Oceanbang – YAY, you're back! Thanks for all the lovely reviews, glad you like it!
Bobtheheadlesschicken – You get the rights to Power10! Any follow-up I wrote for this would centre around Evans therapy, hee hee…
( ) – Your name didn't come up! The substance used throughout this fic was an abundance of sugar and insanity (but I'm taking something for that now, lol). I loved the idea of the Prof cackling as he dusts too…
Arikitten – I used that song for sibling torment many times!
PomegranateQueen – You can never say that enough! I'm a sucker for praise.
The Son of Logan and Ororo – Promise to stop taking you seriously now…only a couple more chapters to go, so not much more opportunity anyway.
SSJ Tokya – Thanks!
Rage-girl-05 – Got a couple more people left, but I'm mostly out of characters…hell, even the characters are out of character, lol!
Southern Goth Gal – Crashing through walls, haven't done that for a while sis! Last time I was listening to Therapy? of all bands, weird huh?
Holly Potter – I will use your idea sis! I suggest hiding the gun in your brothers room, that's where I plant evidence…right Pie? Hee hee!
Steph14Wales – Glad you liked! The song is one I haven't heard for ages, but I think it used to be on an advert for crisps or something.
DemonRogue13 – Even Evan deserves some lovin…although I dunno that the Prof will approve!
Randomnimity- Driving Evan insane was the most fun part of the fic! Except now I have to pay for his therapy…boo!
King-Cold – An Evan mind-wipe? Hmm, that might happen! Although I don't know that anyone would be able to tell the difference with the way Evan is now, lol!
XME – I don't actually hate Evan, I just didn't see the need to invent a new character for the show when there are so many canon characters that would have been better. This is his punishment for annoying me!
Disclaimer: Nothing contained herein is mine. I wish it was – but it's not.
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The group arrived back at the Institute half an hour or so after the crash, except for Pietro and Rogue who had run on ahead. As they approached the gates, they spotted a figure waiting outside.
"What now?" Jean approached the figure, noting that it was a woman with blonde hair. "Who are you?"
"My name is Deborah Risman." The woman smiled nervously. "I'm a former employee of HYDRA, I was a part of the X23 project. I've reason to believe that they will try to retake her by poisoning the…"
"Newsflash lady," growled Lance. "We know and we've taken care of it. How do these gates open?"
"In that case, I'll just leave." Dr Risman looked rather put out as she took a few steps away from the gates – and then a huge man leapt into her path, blocking any escape.
"GAAAAH!" yelled the assembled mutants (and human girlies) as Sabretooth grinned menacingly at them.
"Where're the other Acolytes?" he snarled.
"Uh, the thing is, uh…" Tabby tried to stall for time as she thought of the best way to tell a seven-foot madman that the rest of his team had serenaded many of their foes and his boss was in bed with a teenage werewolf.
"You're Sabretooth!" said Deborah, recognising him from HYDRA files.
"Yeah, I am." Sabretooth looked proud to be recognised.
"I'm Doctor Deborah Risman," said the woman cautiously.
"Dr Risman," said Scott irritably. "If you'd just move out of the way, we can blast him."
"He looks a bit…ill," said Jean worriedly.
"Maybe he's been drinking the green water," replied Lance as Sabretooths massive hand engulfed the doctors.
Sabretooth: You're love is like bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need
Whoa-oh shake it up just like bad medicine
There ain't no doctor that can cure my disease…
"That's quite apt," mused Jean, giving Sabretooth a thoughtful look. "He looks like a cross between Jon Bon Jovi and the Incredible Hulk."
Sabretooth: I ain't got a fever
Got a permanent disease
And it'll take more than a doctor
To prescribe a remedy
And I got lots of money
But it isn't what I need
Gonna take more than a shot to get this poison outta me
And I got all the symptoms count 'em one-two-three
On you're knees…
Lance: That's what you get for falling in love…
Jean hit him around the head. "Don't do backing vocals for him!"
"Uh, sorry."
Sabretooth: Then you bleed…
Scott: You get a little and it's never enough…
"You're only supposed to sing to me!" Tabby scowled and folded her arms.
Sabretooth: I got you on your knees…
Evan: That's what you get for falling in love…
Gabrielle smiled. "Isn't he sweet?"
Sabretooth: Now this boy's addicted coz your kiss is the drug
Whoa-oh
You're love is like bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need
Oh-oh shake it up just like bad medicine
There ain't no doctor that can cure my disease
Bad bad medicine…
"Wow," said Deborah breathlessly. "I've never had such a masculine person sing to me before! Only X23 and she's into disco. She does a mean John Travolta impression."
"It's a side effect of the poison," said Scott.
"Forget it." Tabby shook her head. "She doesn't wanna know."
Sabretooth: I don't need no needle
To be giving me a thrill
And I don't need no anaesthesia
Or a nurse to bring a pill
I got a dirty down addiction
That doesn't leave a track
I gotta jone for your affection like a monkey on my back…There ain't no paramedic gonna save this heart attack
When you need…
Roberto: That's what you get for falling in love…
"Uh, Roberto?" Taryn took hold of his sleeve. "Who's the big hairy man and why aren't you saving your singing for me?"
Sabretooth: Then you bleed…
Lance: You get a little and it's never enough…
"Lance!" said Jean irritably. "What did I tell you about singing?"
Sabretooth: On your knees…
Sabretooth got onto one knee in front of the doctor, making him just about her height. He grinned ferally at her, causing her to blush and giggle. Lance opened his mouth to continue his backing vocals, caught the look on Jeans face and decided against it.
Evan: That's what you get for falling in love…
Sabretooth: Now I'm addicted and your kiss is the drug
Whoa-oh your love is like bad medicine
Bad medicine is what I need
Whoa-oh shake it up just like bad medicine
So let's play doctor baby
Cure my disease…
"Playing doctor is my favourite pastime," said Deborah flirtatiously.
Sabretooth: I need a respirator coz I'm runnin out of breath
You're an all-night generator wrapped in stockings and a dress
When you find your medicine you take what you can get
But if there's something better baby well they haven't found it yet…
"Oh wow!" Deborah threw herself into Sabretooths arms. "Oh Sabey-baby, I feel exactly the same way! Let's go back to my apartment in the city and play doctors in a haven of love!"
"Do you have any beer?" asked Sabretooth hopefully as he obediently followed the doctor away from the Institute.
Scott watched them go, rather bemused. "OK, that's Sabretooth taken care of. Let's go check on everyone else."
"And I need to pack a few things," said Jean. "If I'm moving in with Lance, there'll have to be a few changes in that hovel. I think the bedroom would look nice in a pink floral wallpaper with matching curtains and bedspread, don't you lover?"
"Uh…" Lance was torn between masculine outrage and the knowledge that if he disagreed he might not get any more sex. "We'll talk about it later."
Song is 'Bad Medicine' by Bon Jovi.