Disclaimer: The X-Men are the property of Marvel. Golan and Cirrus belong exclusively to Star and are used with permission. Corrinth retains all rights to Ilehana Xavier and Ori. Lamby retains all rights to Blaze.

A/N: This story is a joint work between Lamby and Corrinth, based on Corrinth's X-Men the Movie fanfiction of the same name. Last chapter! Sob. Thanks to Corrinth for being an absolute genius, and for her patience in putting up with me changing her masterpiece and giving more than one X-Man an identity crisis! My personal favourite swap of characters from the movie fic to this one was Jean substituting for Gambit in 05, just for pure weirdness. But then again, I am odd… Reviews always welcome, take care and enjoy, Lamby.

14

"Seriously?" Blaze was mildly amused, heaving a heavy box to stack by the door of the flat with all the others. She and Gambit were clearing out her and Ilehana's former apartment. Somehow, Blaze couldn't face living here without Vixen, and with Gambit now living up at the Institute anyway it seemed like the best place for her to be. Ilehana's personal belongings would be stored there too, until either the Professor or Logan could come to terms with their grief enough to sort through them. Blaze hadn't been feeling too stable herself, but the easy conversation between her and Remy as they worked kept both their spirits up. "You and Electra?"

"Uh-huh." Gambit agreed, scowling as Blaze sniggered and he tried to pick up a box that was a touch too weighty.

"Madness." Blaze commented; leaning on the pile of boxes and watching him struggle to shift the crate. "We should compare notes on ex's sometime, bet I've got as many interesting ones as you." Shaking her head she dismissed his mannish pride and helped him lift the box. "I mean, I might not have ever kissed somebody who couldn't be touched but…"

"Technically," Gambit began as they dumped the box and turned to survey the empty apartment. "I ain't either." Blaze looked at him sharply, brown eyes rich in confused emotion. Remy took a breath. "I figured it out, Laura. The switch between you an' Rogue…"

"And?" Blaze asked, felt her breath dragged out of her the second their eyes met.

"An'…" Remy shook his head, eyes apologetic. "An' t'ings so mad round here right now I don't know… Don't wanna mess this up… Laura…"

"Remy," She took his hand gently, swallowing her disappointment as the right thing to do. "Don't apologise. You're right; it's just not good timing, for me either. When things calm down, we'll see what happens, okay?" Was that really her sounding so mature? Scorching that thought from her mind she reached up and kissed him briefly, then let his hand go and went back to the boxes. Forcing a smile she lifted the first, before asking, "How many trips do you reckon this is going to take?"

"With my bike, millions." Remy answered pragmatically, not sure whether to be relieved or disappointed at what had just been decided. "Your car, not so many, but if Logan let us borrow the X-Van…"

"Yeah 'cause that's ever gonna happen!" Blaze laughed. "Then again, I wonder how easy it'll be to hotwire?" The two thieves grinned at each other, and set off for their new lives…

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They were gathered together, all the mutants from the Xavier Institute, on the lawn beyond the gazebo. The air was cool, but the light and heat of Blaze's fireballs that edged the lawn provided more than just outer warmth. The chatter was low, quiet, as if they were all waiting for something or someone to arrive, but they were not.

She should not have been there, it was bordering on breaking her bargain with the Ancients, that she might never live her human life again. But Vixen the wolf hadn't been able to resist coming to check on them all, her pack…her friends. Pride shone in her eyes as she surveyed them, all of them, from their newest members Gambit, Blaze and Golan, to her father, whom she loved so very much. Her heart leapt suddenly as she watched Logan stalk silently on the edge of the gathering. She slunk further back under the bushes as his eyes seemed to fix on her position, but he was quickly distracted by an over-emotional hug from Kitty, and tear-starred eyes from Rogue. She knew then it was time for her to leave, Ori and the hunt would be waiting, and they too had their lives to live. She smiled proudly again, withdrawing from the gathering without a trace of sadness or regret…

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