Chapter 26. The fire within.

Light trickled softly through Amara's blowing curtains, hitting her eyes signalling the break of dawn. Slowly she opened her drowsy eyes. The first thought that hit her was 'why aren't I in the med lab' , but as all her senses became functional once more, she could feel the gently weight of an arm draped around her. Amara's face broke into a smile as the events of the previous night started to flood back. john's breath tickled her neck as it came out in a slow rhythmic pattern, signalling to her that he was still asleep.

A small bolt of panic hit the teen, as she realised what would happen if she was not in the med lab for when Hank did his morning check up. So carefully as she could Amara slowly slid out from under John's lax hold. Making sure not to wake him, she lightly stood from the bed and began to collect her items of clothing that were thrown around her room. Taking one last loving look at her companion, she left the room silently closing the door behind her. Amara padded her way as quietly as she could back to the med lab, planing to fain sleep before Hank decided to check up on her.

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Moaning, John rolled over, contently stretching as he did so. For a moment he was stunted at the state of his physical condition. He felt wonderful, his body felt blissfully vital, as if he had had a round in the gym before going to sleep. A slow grin spread across his face as he remembered why he would be feeling this way, and he reached out feeling for the party responsible for his satisfying condition. Feeling nothing his eyes snapped open, as he realised she was no longer there. Slowly he sat himself onto his elbows scanning the room, noticing that her clothes were gone as well. For a moment he wondered if he had dreamed last night, but he quickly dispelled the thought, due to his current physical condition. Realising she must have returned to the med lab, he dropped back down onto the bed with a sigh, not being able to help a pang of disappointment. He'd wanted to be able to wake beside her. suddenly his thoughts were interrupted, by a banging on the door.

"Remy knows your in der John, and he has a bone to pick wit' you", came the Cajun accent from the other side of the door.

"Go away", John groaned.

"Remy's commin' in so you better have clothes on"

John's mind was slightly perplexed at this. "How do you know I'm not wearing clothes?" he asked confused.

"Just put some on, and Remy will explain"

John did as he asked slipping on his boxers before opening the door, to let the southerner in. Remy strolled in fixing the pyromaniac with a glare.

"Remy didn't get much sleep last night, do you want to know why"

"Ahh", John said realising where this was going turning red.

"Well, let's just say Remy doesn't like being serenaded wit' dat kinda music you were making at three in de morning", Remy couldn't help but smirk as he watched John's face now turn bet red.

"Ah-I….um, am….sorry", John said stuttering badly.

Remy's glare slowly faded, until he finally burst out into laughter. "Mon ami, you should see your self"

John smiled at Remy's remark, trying to drain his face of the extra colour.

"Don' look so worried Remy not going to tell any one", he said still laughing at his friend.

John let out a sigh of relief, letting all of the colour fade from his face.

"Remy just want's you to know dat if you hurt the filly, he hurt you", John raised an eyebrow at this, not believing that it was coming from gambit, " Remy, become quite fond of de girl, and wants you to know dat", Remy continued, "And Remy would rest much easier if he knew what you two did last night was safe. Remy knows dat's rich coming from him, but he would just like to know all de same"

the words hit John hard, as he realised that what him and Amara did last night was not safe at all. Caught up in the moment he had forgotten all about protection. Well john's face took on another transformation no, completely opposite from his first, now all colour was drained from his face leaving him white.

Remy watched this transformation, knowing his answer straight away. "Well mon ami" he said letting out an exasperated sigh, "at least you worn't de only one to make dat mistake", he said referring to himself. "but Remy have to admit de mistake was worth making, considering what he be expecting now, but he just wanted to make sure dat you were thinking about what you did"

Remy finished and turned from John to leave.

"Don't worry Remy" John said halting his exit. " I know what I did last night was right, I wouldn't of asked her to marry me otherwise, and if there is a third party now…., I would have to say that it would be a mistake as well…that I was happy to make"

Remy smiled at John genuinely pleased with his response. He was just making sure that the crazy careless pyro he knew was thinking seriously about what he was doing for once. And Remy now realised how much he had changed and matured since he had been with Amara, and he would have to say that he had changed also since being with Rogue. Smiling once more at the Australian , he turned to leave again.

"Remy?", John suddenly asked intrigued, as he realised something.

"Oui?", Remy asked facing him again.

"Just how did you hear us last night?, your room is in the other side of a mansion"

A slow grin spread on the Cajuns face "Ah, but Rogues Room is right next to dis one"

A grin now spread on Pyro's, as he shook his head at the southerner. Something defiantly told him that he wouldn't tell anyone about what happened last night now.

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Amara's pupal dilated as Hank shone his medical torch into it. "Well I beleave you've made a full recovery" he stated happily as her repeated the procedure to the other eye. "your probably itching to escape the confines of the melancholy medical laboratory by now, and I for one will certainly not hinder you, if you wish to leave".

Amara let out a sly smile, realising how much time she spent out of the med lab last night without permission, unbeknownst to the hairy doctor.

"And considering Christmas has just only past us, the grounds are still converted into the winter wonderland it was on Christmas eve. And I'm sure you will want to see it before the weather decides to change.", he said, listening to her chest with the freezing cold instalment that Amara had come to detest.

Shivering slightly at the touch of the could metal, she still couldn't help smiling, she was going to be able to see snow, walk through it, and perhaps play in it.

"So, are we all done? can I go back to my room now?", she said trying hard to contain her excitement.

Hank retracted the stethoscope, placing it back around his neck. "Feel free my dear to walk out of here when ever you please", he confirmed for her.

Hank stood, and started heading for his desk. Amara through back the highly bleached medical bed sheet, and swung her legs over the side of the bed, and stood. Only to release a small scream at the pain this action caused her. winching slightly she sat back onto the bed, waiting for her aching private parts to recover.

"Is something wrong my dear?", Hank asked concerned, coming back over to stand at her side.

"Oh, …it's just-my legs,….there so not use to being used. I guess they just need to get more circulation going", she said quickly coming up with a story.

Mentally bracing herself Amara repeated the standing action, gritting her teeth as the now expected pain, throbbed in her. but on the out side she remained cool, as she spread her arms saying, "See, just needed some practice"

Hank smiled, "Very well then", he said leaving her side again to return to his desk.

Amara walked out of the med lab, and once she was out of his sight and the automatic doors had closed. She closed her eyes, and lent against the wall. Waiting for the throbbing pain to cease. She began walking again heading for her room, now that the pain was over, and seemed to wear off as she continued walking.

She thought of heading to her room, but what she really wanted, and was craving was some food. So doing a 'U-turn she headed for the kitchen.

Amara entered the kitchen, pausing as she noticed the goth sitting at the island bench drinking orange juice.

"They finally let you out of the lab", Rogue stated sparing her a glance from looking at the morning paper.

Amara smiled at how uncannily alike she seamed to Logan right now. "yup, Hank gave me the all clear, and now I'm starving", she said as she pried the fridge open and began to search through its contents. "oh, and thanks for visiting me while I was in there too", Amara added.

Amara was surprised to find a untouched doughnuts, which she thought was strange for a while, until she realised that every one was on holidays bar a couple and there was not many around to eat them. Happily she took them out placing them on the bench.

"Don't mention it, it was the least I could do", the got replied absorbed in her paper.

Amara went to sit down on the stool opposite her, only to stand straight back up at the slight pain. Amara did not yell this, but mealy gritted her teeth at the sensation. The quick motion was enough to catch the Goths attention, and Rogue look up from her paper, to observe Amara easing herself back down onto the chair.

"hurts first time doesn't it?"

"Yeah-but…how"

"The walls aren't that thick here sugar", rogue replied casually turning the page.

"Rogue please don't tell anyone", Amara begged.

"What you do in your own time is your business. Ah can't stand gossips, so ah make a special point not to spread it, and besides ah cant talk. look at me, soon ah'll be fat and bloated, all because ah did what you did last night, forgetting to tell Remy to pot a condom on", the got casually spoke, as if all the two were talking about was weather. She paused to sip from her glass of juice. She made a face at the liquid , "Oh god, ah miss my coffee".

Amara didn't reply to that, she had just paused in all thought and movement, as she let Rogue's words sink in. All the colour drained from her face as she realised she had not used any protection last night.

"somthin' wrong, hun?", Rogue asked cutting though her thoughts.

"oh,-it's…nothing. I-I have to go find someone?", with that said Amara left the kitchen at an incredibly fast walk, forgetting all about the doughnuts.

Rogue noticed the unattended beverages, and shrugging she reached out for them. "If ah'm gonna be the size of a hippo, ah might as well eat like one", she said taking a bite into a jam filled one.

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AN: well I'm back from outer spice. I just walked in to find you here,…Ummm. Well yes, you all know the song I'm sure. Any way, I have a lot more story to get through. Rogue has to have the baby, I have to introduce Piotr's sister properly, and John and Amara have some talking to do. But I may not be posting a regally as usual, considering I have just started at the college. So I will be very busy.

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