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A/N-Okay, now the last chapter really was meant to be my last, but I was disappointed with my lack of Romyness, so after reading your reviews I decided to keep going until I'm happy. Sorry 'bout the scare! Muhahahahaha. Okay, maybe not :D
"Talking"
'Thinking'
'Rogues coming for Christmas! I wonder if she's going to bring her friends.' Thought Jamie as he walked slowly towards the danger room. It had been almost two years since they had found her and he relished every chance he got to talk and or see her. She had decided to remain with the name Ria. She had justified this decision with the explanation that, like life sometimes demands, she was compromising, taking the best from both worlds and mixing them together. Like her name, so many things had changed since the recon group had gotten back. While they weren't back together, Ria and Remy had been mending their broken friendship. Jamie wasn't quite sure how he felt about that. Before the Cajun h ad come to the Institute he had admired and respected Rogue, like the cooler big sister he never had. When Remy came he had added to that persona by always sticking up for Jamie like the cooler boyfriend of a cooler big sister. So when he betrayed Rogue by sleeping with Jean, he had also betrayed Jaime. 'Jean.' Even thinking that name brought a shiver to Jamie. She was like a real live Lady Macbeth. Seemingly innocent whilst being widely dangerous, able to talk anyone into anything. 'Well, almost anyone.' Jamie thought with a slight mental smirk, remembering all the times Rogue had pissed off Jean by not bending to her rules. 'Rogues coming in about two days.' His mind repeated to him, as he passed Jean in the hall. It wasn't her first time visiting, she had been down to visit about half a dozen times before, but it would be the first time she would be spending more than the weekend. And she would be staying at the institute. The others times voting to stay in a hotel, claming that she didn't want to impose on them. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Jamie reached the Danger Room.
"'Bout time, kid." Growled Wolverine, as the door slid shut behind Jamie, as if reminding him that their was no escape for the next two hours.
'Well, at least I've got something to look forward to!' he thought as Wolverine started the simulation. 'That is if I survive this.'
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ELSEWHERE IN THE INSTITUE.
'Rogue, Rogue, Rogue! That's all anyone is thinking about! Damn-it! I'm better then her! I'm prettier, smarter, and I have a killer fashion sense!' Jean thought irrationally as she stalked dramatically down the halls of the institute, furious that no-one was paying attention to her, all their thoughts on the up coming visit from Rogue. 'Or Ria, as she likes to go by now. God! She's so lame! Even her name is stupid! I mean, look at me! I scream perfection, and yet all anyone wants to think about is her!' After Rogue had disappeared from the institute and the incident that involved Jean and Remy came out, Jean had lost most, if not all, of her fans in the institute. Even Scott would have nothing to do with her! And because they lived at an institute run by the most powerful mind in the world, she couldn't even erase the memory from their minds with out getting in trouble. So, instead of doing that, she 'eased dropped' constantly into peoples thoughts. 'If I can't change their minds, at least I can read them!' she thought smugly to herself. 'Just let them try and stop me! I m great and damn-it! They will realize my greatness!' she mind ranted as she stopped by the kitchen. 'Why hello, boys!' she thought to herself as she took in the sight of Remy and St. John guzzling water, obviously just coming from a Danger Room session. 'Wow, I wonder what your thinking,' she thought slyly to herself as she probed Johns mind, knowing not to try with Remy. His shields were to strong and she already knew that he was thinking about 'his Rogue'.
'Two little monkeys sitting in a tree, one was blind, the other couldn't see,' St. John hummed off key, even in his mind. 'Sheila's coming down in tow days. Wonder if she'll bring along her mate. Zoë, ya, Zoë. She's so pretty. My pretty Zoë.' He thought keeping his thoughts in the same off key tune as his song.
'Damn-it! Why the hell is everyone thinking about HER?' Jean screamed in her head as she slammed down her glass of water, sloshing the contents all over the counter, and storming out of the room.
"Wonder what's got the Sheila all in a huff?" asked St. John, not all together caring, just happy she was gone. She always gave him the creeps, like he was being spied on or something.....
"Remy?" he asked after not receiving an answer from his friend.
"Hmm?" asked Remy, dazedly.
"Thinking 'bout a certain girl, mate? Asked the pyromaniac slyly, knowing all too well his friend probably was.
"Shut-up, homme." Remy jokingly shot back. Everyone knew about his borderline obsession with Rogue, so he didn't even bother to pretend to be offended or embarrassed when caught thinking about her anymore.
"Did she mention if her mate was coming with her?" St. John asked in what he hoped was a nonchalant manner. No such luck, as usual h is friend saw through him.
"Dunno if Zoë's coming down, homme, guess we'll just have to wait and see." He smirked as he caught the shirt John threw at him, and walking out the door.
"Well see." He repeted, his thoughts now focused on a certain striped hair girl. They had spent the last year and a half re-connection their friend ship and trust. He hoped he could ask her out. He was so proud of her. She was in the top of her class, and she really seemed to love what she was studding. They had learned all sorts of new things that had happened since she had left. She had learned that he hadn't had a drop of liquor since he left, not counting the night he went to the bar with her and her friends, and that he hadn't slept with any women after the fiasco with Jean. And he leaned that she had a tattoo in the middle of her back. It was a green dragon on its hind legs, and fire in its eyes. She had gotten it three months after moving in with Ryan and Max, so even when she was alone, she'd be brave. So, until she deemed it was safe enough for them to move forward in their relationship, he would wait and hope he could make up his transgressions and win back his angle.
A/N- I wrote this at 11:30 pm, in bed, turning on and off my bedside light hopping my dad wouldn't catch me and demand to know why I wasn't asleep yet, and yelling at me that if I wake up late and miss the bus again I'm walking cuz he aint driving my lazy ass to school. So, I hope its alright!
evosmylife-Hahaha, you thought it was an OC? You think I'd do that? Please! I'm so glade you liked it, and I'm sorry I scared you with my lack of Romy goodness, and saying it was the end and all. Btw, your story's freakin great! Keep updating!
DeamonRogue13-I'm glade you liked it, and I hope my upcoming chapters are just as good :D
RoguesHeart-Ya, I wanted a crying bawling Remy too, but somehow I don't think his pride would let him do that, although its my story so he has to do what ever I tell him....hmm, intriguing thought....:D
Star-of-Chaos-Ya, Rogue does have a temper on her huh? I'm glade your not going to hurt me with a wet noodle, and after thinking it over I have to say your right, I probably wouldn't give your brain back, so its best that you keep it and I spend long hours awaiting the update of your great story :D
ishandahalf-I'm glade you liked it, and I hope your not too disappointed that I have decided to keep writing :D
A/N-Okay, now the last chapter really was meant to be my last, but I was disappointed with my lack of Romyness, so after reading your reviews I decided to keep going until I'm happy. Sorry 'bout the scare! Muhahahahaha. Okay, maybe not :D
"Talking"
'Thinking'
'Rogues coming for Christmas! I wonder if she's going to bring her friends.' Thought Jamie as he walked slowly towards the danger room. It had been almost two years since they had found her and he relished every chance he got to talk and or see her. She had decided to remain with the name Ria. She had justified this decision with the explanation that, like life sometimes demands, she was compromising, taking the best from both worlds and mixing them together. Like her name, so many things had changed since the recon group had gotten back. While they weren't back together, Ria and Remy had been mending their broken friendship. Jamie wasn't quite sure how he felt about that. Before the Cajun h ad come to the Institute he had admired and respected Rogue, like the cooler big sister he never had. When Remy came he had added to that persona by always sticking up for Jamie like the cooler boyfriend of a cooler big sister. So when he betrayed Rogue by sleeping with Jean, he had also betrayed Jaime. 'Jean.' Even thinking that name brought a shiver to Jamie. She was like a real live Lady Macbeth. Seemingly innocent whilst being widely dangerous, able to talk anyone into anything. 'Well, almost anyone.' Jamie thought with a slight mental smirk, remembering all the times Rogue had pissed off Jean by not bending to her rules. 'Rogues coming in about two days.' His mind repeated to him, as he passed Jean in the hall. It wasn't her first time visiting, she had been down to visit about half a dozen times before, but it would be the first time she would be spending more than the weekend. And she would be staying at the institute. The others times voting to stay in a hotel, claming that she didn't want to impose on them. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Jamie reached the Danger Room.
"'Bout time, kid." Growled Wolverine, as the door slid shut behind Jamie, as if reminding him that their was no escape for the next two hours.
'Well, at least I've got something to look forward to!' he thought as Wolverine started the simulation. 'That is if I survive this.'
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ELSEWHERE IN THE INSTITUE.
'Rogue, Rogue, Rogue! That's all anyone is thinking about! Damn-it! I'm better then her! I'm prettier, smarter, and I have a killer fashion sense!' Jean thought irrationally as she stalked dramatically down the halls of the institute, furious that no-one was paying attention to her, all their thoughts on the up coming visit from Rogue. 'Or Ria, as she likes to go by now. God! She's so lame! Even her name is stupid! I mean, look at me! I scream perfection, and yet all anyone wants to think about is her!' After Rogue had disappeared from the institute and the incident that involved Jean and Remy came out, Jean had lost most, if not all, of her fans in the institute. Even Scott would have nothing to do with her! And because they lived at an institute run by the most powerful mind in the world, she couldn't even erase the memory from their minds with out getting in trouble. So, instead of doing that, she 'eased dropped' constantly into peoples thoughts. 'If I can't change their minds, at least I can read them!' she thought smugly to herself. 'Just let them try and stop me! I m great and damn-it! They will realize my greatness!' she mind ranted as she stopped by the kitchen. 'Why hello, boys!' she thought to herself as she took in the sight of Remy and St. John guzzling water, obviously just coming from a Danger Room session. 'Wow, I wonder what your thinking,' she thought slyly to herself as she probed Johns mind, knowing not to try with Remy. His shields were to strong and she already knew that he was thinking about 'his Rogue'.
'Two little monkeys sitting in a tree, one was blind, the other couldn't see,' St. John hummed off key, even in his mind. 'Sheila's coming down in tow days. Wonder if she'll bring along her mate. Zoë, ya, Zoë. She's so pretty. My pretty Zoë.' He thought keeping his thoughts in the same off key tune as his song.
'Damn-it! Why the hell is everyone thinking about HER?' Jean screamed in her head as she slammed down her glass of water, sloshing the contents all over the counter, and storming out of the room.
"Wonder what's got the Sheila all in a huff?" asked St. John, not all together caring, just happy she was gone. She always gave him the creeps, like he was being spied on or something.....
"Remy?" he asked after not receiving an answer from his friend.
"Hmm?" asked Remy, dazedly.
"Thinking 'bout a certain girl, mate? Asked the pyromaniac slyly, knowing all too well his friend probably was.
"Shut-up, homme." Remy jokingly shot back. Everyone knew about his borderline obsession with Rogue, so he didn't even bother to pretend to be offended or embarrassed when caught thinking about her anymore.
"Did she mention if her mate was coming with her?" St. John asked in what he hoped was a nonchalant manner. No such luck, as usual h is friend saw through him.
"Dunno if Zoë's coming down, homme, guess we'll just have to wait and see." He smirked as he caught the shirt John threw at him, and walking out the door.
"Well see." He repeted, his thoughts now focused on a certain striped hair girl. They had spent the last year and a half re-connection their friend ship and trust. He hoped he could ask her out. He was so proud of her. She was in the top of her class, and she really seemed to love what she was studding. They had learned all sorts of new things that had happened since she had left. She had learned that he hadn't had a drop of liquor since he left, not counting the night he went to the bar with her and her friends, and that he hadn't slept with any women after the fiasco with Jean. And he leaned that she had a tattoo in the middle of her back. It was a green dragon on its hind legs, and fire in its eyes. She had gotten it three months after moving in with Ryan and Max, so even when she was alone, she'd be brave. So, until she deemed it was safe enough for them to move forward in their relationship, he would wait and hope he could make up his transgressions and win back his angle.
A/N- I wrote this at 11:30 pm, in bed, turning on and off my bedside light hopping my dad wouldn't catch me and demand to know why I wasn't asleep yet, and yelling at me that if I wake up late and miss the bus again I'm walking cuz he aint driving my lazy ass to school. So, I hope its alright!
evosmylife-Hahaha, you thought it was an OC? You think I'd do that? Please! I'm so glade you liked it, and I'm sorry I scared you with my lack of Romy goodness, and saying it was the end and all. Btw, your story's freakin great! Keep updating!
DeamonRogue13-I'm glade you liked it, and I hope my upcoming chapters are just as good :D
RoguesHeart-Ya, I wanted a crying bawling Remy too, but somehow I don't think his pride would let him do that, although its my story so he has to do what ever I tell him....hmm, intriguing thought....:D
Star-of-Chaos-Ya, Rogue does have a temper on her huh? I'm glade your not going to hurt me with a wet noodle, and after thinking it over I have to say your right, I probably wouldn't give your brain back, so its best that you keep it and I spend long hours awaiting the update of your great story :D
ishandahalf-I'm glade you liked it, and I hope your not too disappointed that I have decided to keep writing :D