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Through the Years
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Getting Back into the Swing of Things
Rogue's flight home didn't take very long, especially since she used her powers and flew herself rather than waiting for Sage and Bishop or trying to get a commercial flight. She enjoyed the long flight, she didn't get to make trips like that very often, and it was very relaxing, very freeing. Once she landed in front of her house, unlocked the door, and made her way into the kitchen, she was surprised to see a note on the table. It was from Remy and it said how much he missed her, loved her, and how he couldn't wait for her to come home tonight as well as a few other suggestive ideas. She also noticed that it was in French, probably to keep Jessica, who was reading better everyday, from sneaking a peek and asking questions. Their daughter could speak French due to the fact it was used in their household, but reading it was something they never exposed her too, it helped when they wanted to write out things they didn't want her to read. Rogue also wondered how Remy knew she was coming home today, she hadn't told him. All he knew was that she was spending a week or so in Valle Soleada. Since the family was out she decided to run upstairs, take a shower, and change. No sooner had she finished all that and started to read in her bed then the phone rang. She picked the receiver up and said "Hello?"
"Hey Rogue," said the voice on the other end.
"Jean, Shugah, Ah just don't understand how you of all people feel the need to use the phone. What's the use of havin' telepathy if ya don't use it," she joked, though silently wondered why her friend didn't just use her powers instead of picking up the phone. Thought now that she thought about it, the Professor did the same thing. Telepaths, who could predict what they would do, well except themselves to a degree.
Jean giggled, "Well, I guess it's just habit to use the phone, you know, the need to feel 'normal.'"
"Ah hear ya there!"
"But I'll give you a hint; I did sense your presence so I decided to call."
"Well thank ya. Is Remy over there?"
"I believe he is in a faculty meeting with Xavier and everyone. Don't forget the first day at the Xavier Institute starts next week."
"Right, Ah nearly forgot! And the children will be going back to there school soon too. Wow, time really flies! Guess that's what Ah get for bein' away for about a month."
"It happens. So anyway, I called to ask you if you heard what happened while you were away? I wasn't sure if you had a chance to talk to Remy about it."
"What do ya mean? What are ya talking about Shugah?"
"Ooo, girl we have got to talk!" Jean then proceeded to tell a very elated, if not too surprised, Rogue the news about Logan and Ororo. Last night when a bunch of them were having dinner at the Mansion, something the happens on a nearly monthly basis, Logan and Ororo broke the news that they were planning on getting married which floored nearly everyone, telepaths included, especially since no one knew they were even an item. Jean said that Remy was the only one who wasn't really surprised, as if he sort of knew all along that something was up. While Jean told her all this, Rogue smiled to herself, recalling a conversation she had with Logan a few years back about his feelings for Ororo.(1) She couldn't wait to hear it from Ororo and Logan. This was going to be the most exciting and wondrous event to happen to the X-men in a long time!
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Later that afternoon, Remy was walking back from the Mansion, hand-in-hand with his daughter. This had become a summer tradition for them; he'd talk her to the Mansion to play with friends and learn self-defense while he hung out with some of the X-men and prepared lesson plans for the upcoming school year. They would always have wonderful conversations while they walked, where she would tell him all sorts of things, everything from what was on her mind to what she and her friends did that day. School was starting in one week for both of them and frankly he was going to miss this special time with her. While his little girl excitedly told a story about how she and Nathaniel played some game earlier today Remy secretly hoped that as the years when by he and Jessica would always be this close. He wanted her to stay 'Poppa's lil girl,' his little Wildcard, forever.
"Do you think Momma will be home today, Poppa," she asked him after finishing her story. She looked up at him with those green eyes of hers, and Remy felt a longing to see his wife this very moment.
"I certainly hope so petite, I certainly hope so."
He didn't have to wait long to find out as they approached the house and a figure sitting on the front steps started running towards them.
"CHERE," he exclaimed and took off running with his young daughter hot on his heels. He took Rogue up into his arms and kissed her passionately. Then he picked Jessica up too, his two special ladies back where they should be, right in his arms and gave them a long hug. After a few moments he put them down and then the three of them walked hand-in-hand with Jessica swinging in the middle, back to the house.
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Later that night, putting Jessica to bed, Mr. and Mrs. LeBeau cuddled in their room, catching up on all the things that they had done while they were away from each other. "So, how'd ya know Ah'd be back tonight," Rogue said as she cuddled up to her husband. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the note.
Remy grinned that devilish smile of his when he had something up his sleeve. "Well, t'be perfectly honest wit' you, I didn't know, so I made sure to leave you a note every day since you've been gone. T'ey're in my desk drawer if you don't believe me."
Rogue smiled at his sweet and simple gesture, "Well, maybe Ah'll check that out later, but there's somethin' else Ah'd rather do right now."
He smirked and asked, "And what's dat?"
"Ah'll give ya a hint, it starts with 'Y,' has an 'O,' in the middle, and ends with a 'U.'"
With the door safety closed and Jessica in asleep in her room, Remy pulled his wife close and proceed happily with Rogue's suggestion.
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One week later Jessica LeBeau sat in her classroom, her new classroom. Today was her first day of first grade. She could already tell that it was going to be different than kindergarten and pre-school had been. This year she only had class with Nathaniel Summers. David Williams was in the other first grade class. Forever an optimist, the little girl thought to herself that at least they'd see each other at lunch and recess and being in separate classes would give them something different to talk about. She decided that if they drew pictures today she'd draw one for David to make him feel better. He didn't seem to like the idea of being separated from his friends. This year was also different because only her mother brought her to school. The other two years both her parents brought her for the first day, but her father had to start his first day of school too. Originally she thought that Remy was attending school like she was until Rogue explained that he was going to be a teacher. Picturing her father in the position that her new teacher Mrs. Kendal was in made her laugh silently, especially since Mrs. Kendal was an older woman with white puffy hair and her father was well…Poppa!
"Ok class," said the jovial, grandmotherly Mrs. Kendal, "Before we begin with our writing lesson, let's take some time to answer some questions. I know you all must have questions about school and life and maybe about me. We'll do this everyday because a curious mind that asks questions is a mind that is sure to be smart. Today I want everyone to ask me one question and I will try to answer it." Jessica and Nathaniel, as well as the other students all seemed to love Mrs. Kendal. For all the years she taught there, she was always a favorite among students, and they'd visit her many years after they had her, and she ALWAYS knew who they were, even if they had changed so much.
The students' questions were fairly routine; some asked what they were going to learn this year, one boy asked if there was still going to be naptime and was disappointed when he was told no. A few children asked questions about animals and trees. A number of students had questions directly for the teacher, like what her favorite color was and who she was best friends with. When it was Nathaniel's turn he asked the teacher if she ever read "The Cat in the Hat," and she smiled and him and said that she had and she liked that book to which he agreed. Jessica asked the teacher had any brothers or sisters, when she said that she was an only child, Jessica couldn't help but say "Me too!" Both she and Nathaniel turned to each other; after all they sat next to each other, and smiled. This was going to be a good year.
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While Jessica and Nathaniel's class had their fun question and answer session, David's class was in the middle of being read a story. They all sat in a circle around Mr. Troy, who read an entertaining story to the group of interested students. David was enjoying the story too until the teacher was called into the hall by the principal to ask him a question. Once the teacher was out of ear-shot and talking with his boss, the students began to talk amongst themselves. David felt his hair pulled, hard, and he turned around to see this kid Max from his kindergarten class last year. Max was a big kid, and despite the fact that everyone remembered him from a certain bug-eating incident last year, no one would ever bring it up unless they wanted a beating from him.
"Ow," exclaimed David as he rubbed his head. "What was that for?"
"Just so you know," Max threatened, "I don't like you."
Before he could say any more, the teacher came back into the room to finish the story. David spent the rest of the story wondering what caused Max to say that. He wished that Jessie-Rose and Natey were here. Nothing could hurt them when they were together, and now he was alone. David also couldn't help but think that this was not going to be a good year.
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One Saturday afternoon in November, Ororo sat at the kitchen table in the Mansion, drinking some coffee with her two closest friends and going over some wedding plans. She couldn't wait for her upcoming wedding with Logan. It was going to be over the summer so they quite some time to plan it. Not that they needed all that time, but they figured they might as well give themselves some time and not rush into things. She smiled at that thought, not rush into things, this coming from the people who got engaged after dating for about five minutes. But they wanted to give themselves some time, and wait for the school year to be over. Like Remy, she was a new teacher at the Xavier Institute, teaching some of the science classes, mainly Earth Science and Biology. She left the chemistry and all that up to Hank. That was his field of expertise, not hers.
" 'Ro, you are going to love being married, nothing beats waking up next to the love of your life every single day," Jean said joyfully. Being married the longest Jean was sort of the resident marital expert in the group. In fact they had been married so long, that Ororo couldn't even tell you how long it had been. But she did recall their wedding. So much had changed since then. Ororo had been Jean's maid of honor, Logan wasn't even at the wedding, off instead on some sort of personal quest. Rogue and Remy attended together, even catching the bouquet and garter respectively. Although their relationship was more flirtatious than serious at the time and would go though many changes over the years before arriving where they were today. Still, it was amazing how things worked out over time.
"Ah agree Shugah," said Rogue. "Ya and Logan are so wonderful togethah, it warms mah heart to see the both of ya so happy." As with Jean's wedding, Ororo had been Rogue's maid of honor as well. As a result, the weather witch couldn't choice between them so decided to make them co-maids of honor. It seemed like a logical choice all around.
"But enough of this chit-chat, we've got a wedding to plan and less than a year to do it," proclaimed Jean.
"Now Jean, ya both helped plan my wedding in less time than that. How much notice did Ah give ya, two months maybe?"
"Yeah," laughed the red-head," "And I still haven't forgiven you for it!"
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Bobby Drake couldn't believe what was happening. Jubilee had been seeing Damien for a few months now, and try as hard as he could, he couldn't help but like the guy as a person. The fact that he was so nice to everyone, especially Jubilee made it hard to hate his guts. But Bobby kept trying to remind himself that he was suppose to hate Damien, or at least strongly dislike him, not become friendly with him. He kept repeating "I can't like him, I won't like him" as he watched Damien knock over two more pins, still leaving 4 standing after his second try.
"Didn't get them all, but I'm not as good at this as you are Bobby," laughed Damien. Bobby couldn't believe he agreed to go bowling with the man he was suppose to loath, but the happiness in Jubilee's eyes when Damien asked to hang out with him the other night during dinner made him immediately say yes.
"Yeah, well I guess I'm just a little more motivated," Bobby laughed back.
"What's your secret," Damien inquired.
"Oh just a little visualization," said Bobby as he pictured Damien kissing Jubilee on all the pins as he proceeded to successfully get a strike, his 4th in a row.
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(1)- occurred in Chapter 20
Author's Note- Wow, between this chapter and the last chapter I've seen a number of people come out of the woodwork and I am amazed so many people are reading this! Thanks everyone for encouraging me and reading this! You are all awesome! :-)
Kitsu LeBeau- Well, we'll have to wait and see if Jessica can pass her powers to other people, but being a non-mutant, David is the perfect vessel to temporarily hold some of her power. After all he doesn't have any of his own to clog up his body.
Tammy- Your wish to see what happens when Rogue returned is my command! Glad you enjoyed her dealing with the mission. :-)
Ishandahalf- Hehe, I think Damien's being a decent guy isn't the only problem Bobby faces, as we have just seen. Bobby's gotta prevent himself from liking this amiable guy too! What a conundrum! After reading your comment about a math teacher in your school with the name Mr. Johnson, I realized that there was a Mr. Johnson math teacher back in my high school too, but I never had him so I didn't think anything of it. I was just thinking of a standard no-frills name. Funny how the subconscious works! And of course your fics would be in my community (as well as anyone else's community), your fics are awesome! :-)
Star-of-Chaos- Yeah, I hope that cleared things up, at least for now. :-)
Adeline- Wow, you read 26 chapters in one shot, my hat is off to you! While writing the story I'll re-read it to make sure I didn't forget to include things later on and I don't think I could read it in nearly one shot like that. Thank you for your words of encouragement and I hope you continue to enjoy it! :-)
giveGodtheglory-Thanks for checking out my story, I checked out a few of yours, but especially enjoyed "Beauty for Ashes," it was just so interesting to see Creed in that type of role! :-)
The 'Pike- Thank you for reading my story; I hope you continue to enjoy it. As for the repetition of certain phrases in Evo stories, perhaps it is because the mannerisms just fit the characters well? After all, in many of the comic based stories, Rogue is sassier while in movie based stories she can be shyer. Just a thought though :-)