This is one of my fav chapters, mostly because a lot happens to advance the plot in the direction I wanted. Also, there's some fluff, but not much, a little Loro, and a little Kietro. Thanks to my reviewers:
Authorfanatic: I don't know if Bobby's a bad driver, I'm just assuming that anyone who's high would be a bad driver! I'm continuing!
Idypebsaby: They're going to run into Gambit alright...well I don't want give anything away. You'll see in the up coming chapters!
Anarchylust: Don't worry; I'll try to get onto the RPG again tonight! I'll get Rogue on as well. Well here's my latest chapter, I hope you like it!
Okay, for all my loyal reviewers and my adoring public (I can dream!), here's chapter four:
The Day the Coffee was Drugged – Chapter IV
Bobby was laughing as they pulled away from the police car that had been chasing them for the past forty minutes.
He drove around a tight corner throwing his passengers into each other and the side of the van.
The police car started gaining speed again and Amara grinned as she rolled down the passenger window and shot lava at the two front tires of the police cruiser behind them.
The police car swerved off the road into the ditch and a cheer echoed from inside the van.
Scott rubbed his head as he pulled himself off the side of the van.
He looked out the windshield to see where they were headed. He saw a sign that read Massena 5 Miles.
"Guys...how'd we get on highway 42?" Scott asked, looking around nervously.
Jean shrugged and Bobby grinned. "We're going to Canada!" (A/N Hurray! Canada! Hehe, I actually live in Canada and up until five minutes ago I had no idea where Massena was...or highway 42 for that matter. Oh, the joys of the internet! 'Kay well on with the story.)
Bobby stepped on the gas again. It was only a matter of time before more police were on their tail and he planned to be across the border by then.
Meanwhile, Logan, who had tried to contact the Professor and had no luck, was not far behind them on his motorcycle.
Where could those kids be going? He asked himself again for the hundredth time. If they kept going in this direction they'd be in Canada within the next hour. Not that he minded. He had longed to go back to his native Canada for a while but the X-Men needed him so he stayed.
He could see the town of Massena not far off to his right that meant that they must be really close; he should be able to see the great lakes soon. He smiled as he remembered the last time he had been to the great lakes. He had taken Ororo there during the summer to show her the great falls. She had loved every sight and he had loved watching her thrilled expression, although he'd never admit it.
Suddenly a loud siren broke him out of his reverie. There were three police cars not too far ahead of him, chasing the van.
He growled and sped up. By the time he had gotten close enough to see the van, the police cars were all in the ditch with no front tires.
By then he could finally see the lakes and the border as well.
He slowed down, expecting the kids to do the same. They wouldn't get past the border, but the van didn't slow at all, instead it picked up speed.
Logan looked ahead to the border and noted that there weren't any other vehicles waiting to go through, but the border guards seemed to sense that something was amiss with the speeding van and were scrambling around trying to find a way to stop the crazy van. Logan could hear the sirens blaring and he figured that if the kids could hear it as well, they didn't care. They reached the border and the arm that normally went up to allow people to pass through, went up, but not under its own power or that of the guards. Logan knew that it was Jean Grey's doing.
The van sped through unscathed and the arm went back down, making it appear as if nothing had even happened. The guards all looked at each other, a silent agreement passing through them. As far as they were concerned, nothing had happened, after all how were they going to explain that a van sped through the metal arm without damaging it? No, some things were better left unsaid. One of the guards noticed the motorcycle headed towards them and yelled to the others to go back to their posts. They would carry on like nothing had happened.
Logan groaned. There was no way he was getting through as easily as the others had. He could kill the guards but he knew what the Professor would say.
He came to a stop in front of the arm and looked at the guards.
"Passport?" One of the guards demanded.
Logan felt his pockets for his passport and looked at the guard, "Would you believe, I left it at home."
The guard narrowed his eyes and motioned to the other guards. Three of them came forward and the first guard spoke again, "Then I'm afraid you're going to have to come with me."
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Lance awoke abruptly as he felt the plane bouncing. Turbulence. He looked at his watch and groaned. It was nearly noon. They had to be arriving in New Orleans soon.
He looked up to see where everyone else was and found Rogue curled up on top of the crate she had been trying to climb and Kitty lying on the ground next to Pietro with her head resting on his stomach.
Lance grinned to himself; Pietro had gotten her on the rebound.
Lance felt his ears pop as the plane started descending. He got up and rushed over to Pietro. He shook him a couple times to wake him.
Pietro groaned and looked up at Lance. "Whatdoyouwant?" He asked rapidly.
Lance looked at him strangely and motioned towards Kitty. "Wake her up, we're landing. I'll go wake up Rogue."
He ran over to the crate that Rogue was sleeping on and went to climb it went the plane started descending a little quicker. Rogue rolled off the crate and landed on the ground with a thud.
"Ow!!"
Lance walked over to her side and helped her up. "We have to grab hold of something so we don't go flying." He helped her over to a sturdy crate and they held on as the plane continued descending toward the runway below.
Pietro reluctantly woke Kitty and brought her over to where Lance and Rogue stood.
Everything was silent, aside from the noisy engines.
When they finally touched down and came to a stop Pietro and Lance were both asking themselves the same question, had the drugs worn off already?
Their question was soon answered as Kitty grabbed everyone and instead of phasing them into a crate, fell through the plane to the tarmac below.
Kitty and Rogue both exchanged a look and before the boys knew it, they were gone again, running toward the airport. They blended in perfectly with the crowd of people getting off the plane.
When they got into the airport, they saw people standing with signs in their hands.
Kitty was examining each one before stopping at a sign labeled, Samantha Drapeau.
Rogue looked from the sign back to Kitty and smiled, knowing exactly what she was thinking.
"Here's our ride, Samantha." Kitty yelled to Rogue and Rogue walked over looking snooty.
"Hello, Ah'm Samantha. You must be mah ride." The man nodded and motioned for the two to follow him.
He led them outside to an awaiting limo and opened the door for the girls.
Kitty and Rogue both climbed in and waited till the door closed before squealing with delight about riding in a limo.
The driver put down the window that separated the driver from the passengers and smiled. "Sit tight girls, we'll be at the guild in about five minutes."
With that he put the window back up and Rogue looked at Kitty, "Guild? What was he talking about Ah wonder?"
Kitty shrugged and smiled again, "We get to ride in a limo!"
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That's it for now! I guess it wasn't really as humorous as previous chapters, but don't worry; it'll get funnier in chapters to come! Oh and you'll find out what happens to the boys, the kids and Logan in Canada and which 'Guild' the girls are going to in the next chapter! Reviews please!