Okay, this has only had the benefit of one beta reader but it'll have to do for now. For those of you that are actually still reading this, thank you for not giving up on me. I'll finish these stories eventually…
koolkid0607- I've actually already done Remy/Scott. Several times. There's one in the Evo, a couple in comics (though they're part of a series) and one in the movie section. So yeah. I love that pairing.
There are still many chapters to come. Even if they are gonna come slowly. Very slowly as inspiration still seems to be gone.
Chapter Eleven
Remy slept again for a few hours after we had talked; well technically after he had reassured me. I stayed at his bedside, silently keeping watch. More for my benefit than his, as even though Beast said he was fine, I was still worried. None of the X-Men bothered me and I had more than enough time to think. I seemed to have a lot of time to do that lately.
Remy hadn't blamed me. I could still hardly believe it. What had I done to deserve something – someone – like this? From this moment on, there was no way he was ever going to get hurt because of me. I owed him my life. I was going to find a way to show him just how much what he did meant to me. I knew now that he had my back and I was going to show him that I had his as well.
I was going to start by sticking around this place with him until he was well enough to leave. Unfortunately Beast absolutely insisted that Remy had to spend at least a day, preferably two, recovering in the med lab.
After sleeping for a good few hours he started to wake again. This time when his eyes slowly opened I called Beast and told him Remy was awake. Beast wasted no time coming into the lab to check on him. Seeing him, Remy got an instant look of suspicion and I knew that this was not going to go well.
Remy managed to suffer through a couple of routine checks, heartbeat and temperature, in silence. Then Beast took out a needle filled with something, antibiotics maybe, and Remy looked at it like it was a snake about to strike.
"What de hell y' plan on doin' wit' dat?" The tone of his voice said that Beast was completely insane if he thought he was going to come anywhere near Remy with that thing.
Beast looked at him with the patience you would show a child. "It is simply a routine shot, Remy. Just a little prick is all you'll feel."
"Y' come near me wit' dat an' y' gonna be regretting it," he warned still eyeing the needle.
"I wouldn't have thought you to be afraid of a needle, Gambit."
Remy crossed his arms and looked indignant. "'M not." With a great sigh, like he was doing Beast a huge favor, he stuck out his arm. Beast smiled graciously and quickly gave him the shot. Remy just sat there and glared. I was trying not to laugh, as Remy looked a lot like an insolent child at this point.
"I am happy to report that you seem to be recovering fine," Beast said, taking a step back, once he had finished with the needle. Remy was already moving to get up.
"Good. We're outta here." Beast placed a large hand on his chest and pushed him back. Remy scowled down at the hand and then up at Beast. "What de hell-"
"It would be beneficial for you to remain here a day or two until you are more recovered however."
Remy gave a humorless laugh. "Y' outta y' mind." Beast raised an eyebrow at him and, by the look on his face, wasn't about to budge on this.
"Remy, he is a doctor. Maybe you should listen?" Remy gave me a look of surprised anger. Maybe he saw that I was still worried though, because he deflated after only a second and nodded slightly.
"D'accord. I'll stay. Jus' t' stop y' from whining at me dough."
Beast seemed pleased and began to retreat out of the med lab. "If either of you need anything, feel free to ask." We both nodded and he left. I turned my attention to Remy.
"How are you doing?"
"Well I was okay 'til I found out I had t' stay here."
I rolled my eyes. "Oh stop sulking, Remy."
"I ain't sulking. I don' sulk." He pouted. I raised both my eyebrows at him in disbelief and it was his turn to roll his eyes. "Whatever."
"You hungry?"
"Y' gonna bring me food?" He sounded pretty astonished.
"No. But I am going to call Beast to bring you food."
"Sounds good. Do dat. We'll annoy de hell outta de man an' he'll let us go sooner jus' t' get rid of us."
"Hmm, devious. Take you a whole two seconds to figure that plan out?"
"One an' a half." He tapped his temple. "Smart."
I laughed slightly and felt worlds better. This was the way things should have been from the start.
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The day passed surprisingly quickly. Remy slept a lot and bitched about everything when he was awake. Beast stayed away from us as much as he could. No one else bothered us either. It was actually kind of nice. Gave me and Remy the chance to talk a bit. We didn't discuss anything deep and mostly it was just us throwing insults back and forth. But it was different now. There was… respect between us, as well as real friendship, like I had never had before. At least, I thought I'd never had it. Turns out I had more than I thought.
It was sometime during the evening, Remy and I were talking about nothing and apparently pretty caught up in it because I didn't even notice anyone was there until he knocked softly on the side of the doorway. I looked up and couldn't hide my surprise and disdain at seeing Summers. Not that I actually tried to hide it mind you. I was about to bite out a remark, which would have boiled down to 'get out' only a lot more colorful, when he stepped aside to let Todd and Fred come in. My mouth clicked shut audibly.
As they stepped in I could have sworn I saw Summers almost smile. The surprises were just never ending. He left without a word and Todd and Fred came to stand on the opposite side of the bed from me. I was still looking at them in surprise. Glancing at Remy I saw that he looked just as unflappably cool as always. Damn him.
"Hey, yo, what happened? We were looking everywhere for you two. Never would have expected to find you here." He was looking at Remy with something vaguely like concern. Behind him Fred loomed, staying silent but nodding his agreement.
I finally came out of my surprise enough to speak. "We got in a bit of trouble on the mission."
"And you came to the X-Men for help?" He seemed vaguely disgusted. I glared at him.
"Didn't really have much of a choice."
"Children. Can't have y' in de same room for more dan a few minutes wit'out y' arguing." He sounded amusedly irritated.
I ignored him, which is something I'm really getting good at. "What are you two doing here anyway?"
I could swear they looked a bit nervous. "When you didn't come back we figured we'd better come look for you," Todd answered my question. "Without any adults around we'd be kinda screwed with getting food and stuff. Plus, you know… We were a little bit worried… Just a bit." He held his thumb and forefinger a tiny bit apart to illustrate.
I had to stop myself smiling. They were worried. About Remy. About me. The way they looked at both of us I could tell. They really had worried about us. The relief now that they had found us was obvious despite their attempts to hide it.
Remy smiled openly at them and gestured over to the side of the room where a couple more chairs sat. "Well don' just stand dere. Gonna be hanging around here a couple days, may as well make y'selves comfortable. Pull up a seat."
They did as suggested and for the first time that I can remember had an actual conversation. I still wouldn't go so far as to call them great friends. They probably really were here, at least in part, because they were worried about how they would survive without me, and especially Remy, there to provide for them. But the fact that they were here at all told me a lot. We were a team, a family. When things came push to shove we would all be there for each other.