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untouchable hexing witch: Perverted? Oh, I'm interested, Lol, j/k. Heh, I'm also bad at names, and I'm the one picking on you. Gotta love that trench coat! I don't know anything about prom queen nomination, so, I have no bloody clue who nominated Wanda for Prom Queen... Heh, I just had ta make Remy winked, it was soo fun to write! Why you asked? Cuz Leafee's evil for ruining the kissing moment. Mewheheheh! Romy is mentioned this chapter. Hmmm, no X-ietro moment in this chapter, sorry! BUT! Wanda see something that Pietro will disapprove of, and it has something to do with Crystal. I think I'll put X23 in on the next chapter. Just for you my love, lol. But, I can't promise you I will. Lol, and nice X-ietro moment. Okay, luv, here's the next chapter, enjoy it mon ami!
TheDreamerLady: Lol, thank you very much for the beta! I love you very, very, very, very much!!!!
Scarlet Sapphire: No biggie, fanfict didn't allowed reviewing and logging in. So, I don't hate you, I can never hate you my Jonda Queen! Lol. Thank you for the bashing compliment, I bash on any characters who gets in the way of my favorite couples. Heh. Aww, I made your day, you're welcome! Here's the next chapter,
Pyro Lady: Vision will be out of the pic next chapter, he won't show up in this chapter, so.. YAY! There's some sweet Jonda moment this chapter, hope you like it!
Meeting Fate
Chapter 5: Closure
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The next day at lunch, Wanda was all alone, her head on the table. No one could tell if she was depressed or bored. None of
her friends were in school either. Vision, of course, was suspended for a day. So was Rogue, and she also had somewhere to
go.
Speaking of Rogue, neither girl was able to call one another. John decided to sit with her and see what's wrong, Toad followed.
John glared at him. Toad did nothing in response. Both sat next to her. Wanda lifted her head up and glared at Toad. "What?"
She gave them each a 'get away from me or I'll murder you' look.
John did nothing in response, Toad just gave her a lovely smile, if that's even possible.
"Can't you see I'm trying to be alone?" She said in a husky voice.
"No way, sweet cake," Toad said, again, smiling and showing his yellow teeth. "I'm not leaving as long as your friends not
around."
She glared at the green hair kid, got up, grab him by the collar, pulled him to the janitor's closet, and threw him in there, while
he screamed "AHHHHHH!"
"That'll take care of him..." She muttered, turning around, she came face to face with... John. She knew he was going to be
there.
"That wasn't very nice you know." He told her.
She shrugged and started walking away, "do I look nice?"
He shrugged as well, "you're pretty nice."
She stopped, "umm, thanks."
"If you don't mind, would you like to tell me what'd happened?" John asked, "with you and your friends I mean."
"Come," she said, bringing them to her favorite spot with the big beautiful tree. "Marie and I weren't able to talk to each other
last night. I'm guessing she's busy with packing for her trip, and well, I have other problems of my own. You don't mind if I talk
to you about it?"
"No, not at all, talk, I'm listening," He answered, sitting down with her
beneath the tree.
"My sister, Anya, visited yesterday. There was never one moment where she and I actually talk, we just always fight, she's
always trying to change me, I'm always trying to shut her up. There's always a war going on between us before she moved out.
She was excited to see me yesterday, I wasn't. I told her something, and I didn't care then..."
"What did you say?" He asked, his voice soft and comforting.
"I told her I wished she was dead and that I won't ever have to see her again. But something, deep inside me, made me regret
what I'd said." She took a deep breath and continued, "my mom always wanted us to get along, but it never worked out. I
blamed Anya for her death. I hated her even more than I did in the past. I guess we'll never make peace. Now, she's in the
hospital because of what I said. It's going to be my fault if she dies."
"Do you love her?" John asked.
"Not a lot on the outside, but I do from the bottom of my heart," she replied softly.
John smiled, "you should go see her today then, after school that is. Tell her how you really feel, but take it easy, don't snap or
anything. Talk heart to heart with her."
"How do you know I snap at my sister?" She questioned, "have you been stalking me?"
"Three possibilities, one; I've stalked you, two; you told me about Anya, and I can see all the negative emotions you're throwing
at her, and three; your old friend Lance is supplying me with information."
"What?" She exclaimed, "that bast--"
"Hush it with the language, luv," he grinned, "it's not nice for a lady like you to say much words."
"Oh, shut up." She scowled.
It was quiet for a few minutes, finally, he looked at her again. Her face not showing all the pressure he'd see on her other
times. This time, it's emotionless and rather warming. He doesn't know if this is her way of showing her calm or sad side. He
wanted to say something to cheer her up, but didn't know what, so he said the first thing that came to mind. "Are you visiting
your sister after school?"
She looked at him, she knew he was looking at her, but did nothing about it. "Yes."
"That's good, say hi to her for me," he told her.
She gave him a funny look. "Why, she doesn't even know you."
"No, but I just wanna make a good impression," he replied.
"Impression for what?" She questioned.
"Oh, nothing," he answered innocently, grinning like an angel with a wings made of fire.
She rolled her eyes. "So, how many school have you been to before Bayville?"
"I lost count at twenty," he replied, "I've moved a lot, this is my first time in the states. I'm staying at a boarding house here. All
the children have had both parents sent to war."
"Your parent's have been sent to Iraq?" She looked surprised.
He nodded, "just my father, my mother left when I was three."
"Oh, I'm sorry." She looked at him, she could see sadness in his eyes.
"It's not your fault, I miss both my parents, I've lived in Australia for as long as I can remember, but my father's an American. I
never had a mom. I never knew how it felt like to have loving parents, my father is in the military, and he's never around. I stay
with different relatives every week, finally, my father found out about Xavier's boarding house from a friend of his, and he sent
me here, and I'm glad he did."
"Because you'd meet Lance and became good friends with him?" She guessed.
He nodded, but that's not the only reason. "Not to mention I'd get to stay here longer than usual."
She smiled, "I'd like that."
"Me too."
Ten minutes passed, they sat there, unknowingly to either of them, her head was on his shoulder, and his chin was atop of her
head. It was very peaceful, both thoughts, this is what they were looking for, someone who they can talk to. Have friendly
conversations, it's all good, but both knew it wouldn't last. Wanda had Vision and John will probably have to move back to
Australia.
Their peace ended with the bell ringing. He got up and gave her a hand.
"It's nice talking to you again, luv." I've never meet any shiela who can make me feel so comfortable in so many ways... he
thought. He took her hand and kissed it.
She raised an eyebrow, "don't tell me, yo' been hanging out with dat Cajun."
"Bad Cajun accent, luv," John grinned, "but, it does make you sound sexy."
She shook her head, thought it was funny, waved bye, and left.
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Yes, it was once again, study hall. "Bonjour, Wanda."
"Hey Cajun," Wanda greeted, "missing your River rat already?"
"How can you tell?" Remy asked.
"Because I'm psychic," she grinned.
"More like psycho," he laughed.
"Rogue told you to say that didn't she?" She questioned.
"Maybe..." He gave her an innocent look.
After two minutes of silence, she look at him with a demanding look, "why are you here really? You don't usually sit with me
when Rogue's not around."
He sighed, "Roguey told Remy to tell yo' dat she's no' sorry f'r wha' she'd said t'yo', but she doesn't wan'a lose yo' friendship.
She asked dat yo' should forget it from ever happenin'."
She looked at him, then down at the ground, where there were gums all over. "I want to forgive her, but..."
"Vision," he answered for her.
"Yea," she paused then looked at him, "now Remy, tell me the truth, what do you think of Vision?"
He look at her, she had a serious look on her face, "Vision, well, Vision and I were friends, nothing close, just friends."
"I see, but I asked you for your option, not relationships," her eyes narrowed.
"D'acorrd, yo' wan' de truth, promise no' t'b' angry?" He asked.
She thought about it. Remy, one of Vision most trusted friends, has something bad to say about him? This she got to know.
"Fine."
"D'acorrd, as yo' can see, Roguey dispies Vision, Remy don' kno' why, an' she didn't wanted t' tell him either. All Remy know
is dat Rogue's jus' watchin' out f'r her best ami, yo'."
"Aww, how sweet," Wanda said sarcastically, "stop talking in a third person, it was annoying the second month you and
Rogue started dating."
"Okay petite," Remy took a deep breath, hoping that he doesn't refer himself as a third person. "Roguey wanted Re--moi t'
keep an eye out f'r Vision. De guys an' I went out t'dis nightclub a couple o'months ago, I did what Roguey told me t', keep an
eye out f'r Vision. T'ere were t'ese filles, dey surrounded us, de Summers freres, Pietro, and Remy stayed out. Scott tried t'get
Vision away, but Vision didn't wanted to leave, de filles started t'--"
"That's it, I'd heard enough." As soon as Wanda said that, the bell rang.
Remy got off his seat and looked at John, who again, was writing in his book. The Cajun grinned, he walked toward John, who
was so much into his book that he haven't even noticed that the bell had rung. Remy pulled the book away from John, he
smirked at the Aussie's expression, then start reading it. The Cajun raised an eyebrow, "nude femme?"
"Oh shut up Remy," John scoffed and snatched the book off of the ragin' Cajun, "it's not like you don't like it."
Remy shrugged, "Remy'd retired from checkin' other filles out. He only loves Marie Darkholme."
"Love is crazy," John said.
"Yo' crazy f'r b'lievin' dat love is crazy, mon ami." Remy stated, "Remy notice yo' been checkin' out de Scarlet fille out, yo' can
tell Remy, yo' like her."
"Stop your grinning," John gave Remy a weird look.
"Oh!" John looked at him, "you don't like Wanda, you LOVE her!"
John was half way out of the classroom then, stopped, gave Remy a side glance, "she's taken."
"Doesn't mean it'll last!" Remy shouted as John left the room. The Cajun sighed again. Rogue was right, about John and
Wanda, those two seem really calm together, how she knew this, nobody knows. Then again, she does live with a man name
Logan, who scares the hell out of him.
He remembered like it was yesterday, Remy went to pick up Rogue for their first date, she was all dressed up, her foster
sister, X23 was sitting on the porch. Screaming at the younger kids, "get off my property!"
Instantly, Remy realized that Rogue had a weird family. X23 stopped her
clowning and greeted Remy, invited him inside, where her 'father' was waiting to meet him for the first time. Remy was scared
stiff when he saw the wolves and Siberian Huskies growling at him. Rogue just laughed at the Cajun when Logan threaten to
kill him.
Then, Rogue introduced Remy to her best friend, Wanda Maximoff. Remy knew that Wanda and Rogue hung out. At first, he
didn't understand those two, how Wanda say that she's going to murder him one day if he ever messed with Rogue or used her
best friend just to get back at Bella. Remy understood that their friendship is strong, and wishes that they would talk again.
Remy snapped back to reality when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see his brother, "yo're goin' t'say 'M
crazy b'cause I jus' stood here f'r 'bout trois minutes?"
Henri LeBeau just grinned, "oui, now, get t' class b'fore I have t' write yo' up."
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School was over and Wanda was relieved, but at the same time, wished it never ended. She saw John sitting next to an orange
with flame painted bike Like a Harley, not bike bikes>. Again, he was writing. She raised an eyebrow, and walked over to
him, her books in hand.
"Hey," she went.
"Hi," he replied, his eyes still focusing on his work.
"I'd been studying you," she said in a playful tone.
Slowly, he looked at her and grinned, "and?"
"You're very dedicated to your work," she smiled, "I like that, but, what happen when you get a girlfriend, what will you love
more? Your art or your girl?"
"That's a really hard question," he replied, "if I really love the girl
and she loved me the same, my heart will belong to her. But if she turns out to be some back stabbing bitch like," he pointed
to a blond hair girl with blue eyes with another man, "her, my soul will always be in my writing."
"Crystal." Wanda whispered.
"You know her?" John asked.
Wanda nodded, "yea, she's my brother's girlfriend, I'm just gonna take a guess and say they're talking..."
"She's kissing the mate..." John muttered.
"Oh, she's going to get it once I tell Pietro..." Wanda smirked at the mental picture she just thought of.
"You look very cute when you smirk like that you know?" John pointed out with a smirk of his own.
"Yea," she answered, "so I'd been told."
It got quiet for a moment, he look at her, she was looking to the sky. He studied her for a couple more seconds, and finally
said, "are you going to check on Anya?"
"I dreaded that question," she replied, "yea, I'm going to see her. I don't want to, but I have to face her sooner or later. It's best
if it's now."
He smiled. That's my girl, "would you like a ride there? I will gladly drive you."
She though about it for a moment, finally she smiled and answered, "sure."
He handed her a red and black helmet, "hop on."
He revived the engine, "should I trust your driving?"
"WHAT?" He screamed, unable to hear because the engine was on.
"Nothing!" She shouted, and comfortably rested her head on his back.
Twenty minutes, they'd made it to the hospital front. "This is it."
"You'll be fine," he insured, after seeing how nervous she was. Maybe it was something about hospitals that scares her.
"How would you know?" She asked.
"I know, because I know how it feels being in a room with sick people. I'd love to come in with you. But I have to see someone
about a job. I'm planning to stay here longer. Tell me about it in school tomorrow. Remember what I'd told you, take it gently."
"Okay, I will. Thanks," he smiled and drove away, she watched him go.
"Hey sis, what are you looking at?" Came a voice from the back.
"Nothing. None of your business!" She replied harshly, than calmed down. "Pietro, I have to tell you something..."
"What is it?" He looked worried.
"It's about Crystal," she begin.
Pietro's eyes widened. "What's wrong? Is she hurt? What happened!"
Wanda looked at her other half, she could see that he'd went through a lot this week. All most getting kicked off the track team
because of his grades, saw his twin crying for the first time in many years, his older sister's accident, and now this. Should
she tell him? No, not yet, not until she knows what happened to Anya. "No, it's none of those, I'll tell you once I see Anya."
"Okay, she sent me down here to get you. She was so sure you'd be here. Strange..." Pietro muttered quickly.
"Strange indeed," Wanda whispered, hearing what her brother had said.
Living and learning to keep up with him was hard. But as time passed, she learn to lived with him. "So, she's alright?"
"Yea!" Pietro excited scream was like a little girl, making Wanda raised an eyebrow. "She wants to see you really bad
though!"
"Yea," Wanda nervously said. she'd never been this nervous in her entire life, why start now?
"Well, this is it." Pietro said as they reached the room where they kept Anya. "Good luck."
"What? You're not coming in with me?" Wanda looked at him.
"Sorry sis, but Anya wanted to talk to you alone." Pietro replied, and being his normal and annoying self, he pushed her into
the room, smiled, and waved bye to her.
She grumble and started toward the bed. She knew it was Anya. With her beautiful black hair, almost perfect body structure,
blue shiny eyes, and the loving smile that always scared Wanda to death, especially now.
Wanda's heart pounded harder then it ever could, she felt as if she just got out of gym class or that she was having a
heart-attack. Is it because of the hospital environment? Was it because this is the place where her mother died? She lost the
one person she loved most in this place. She didn't wanted to lose anyone else, no matter how much she hated them.
Especially if they're a part of her family. An offspring of her mother.
Wanda wanted to fall down and cry as she slowly walked up to Anya's bed. The two sister looked at each other. "Wanda..."
"Anya." Wanda said, her eyes still focusing on her older sister.
"I knew you'd be here," Anya tried to smile, a part of her face was scratched. That was the only real damage that was on
Anya.
"How?" Was the only thing Wanda could think of, "are you all right?"
"I will be, don't worry too much. Just worry about the baby..." Anya replied and smiled at Wanda's expression.
"Baby?" Wanda said as she took a seat next to her sister's bed, forgetting all about the questions she'd asked Anya.
"Oh, yea, you're going to be an aunt, Wanda. You're the first person I've told." Anya said softly.
"Is the baby going to be alright?" Wanda asked, "and I'm honored that I was the first person you'd told.
Anya smiled, "it will be, as long as I take care of myself properly."
"I'll be there to make sure you do," Wanda smiled.
It got quiet for a while, Anya look at Wanda and a question popped up, "what's up with the change of heart?"
"Let's just say someone special got me to rethink things about us," Wanda replied as an image of John popped up in her head.
"This person must be really special if my sister say he's special," Anya grinned.
Wanda rolled her eyes, "how do you know its a he anyway?"
"Let's just say I saw some things when the other car hit me..." Anya answered, getting ready to answer her sister's questions.
"Saw some things?" Wanda looked interested, "what kind of things?"
"The day you and Pietro were born, the day mom left me and dad, the day you guys returned to us, the day I meet Graydon,
the day I got married, the time where I went looking for you, the times where we fought..." she look at Wanda, who was looking
at her.
"That's it?" Wanda look confuse, "what does that have to do with you seeing some things?"
"I was about to get to that, Wanda." Anya replied.
"Oh."
"I saw this light right after the car hit mine. It came from the sky, I thought I was dead, because I saw.. mother." Wanda
dropped her mouth.
"You saw mom?" Wanda looked like she was about ot deny, "why do you get to see her and not me?"
"Wanda, stop it okay?" Wanda was about to argue, when she remembered John's words. "I think it was because I was
pushing you to the edge, I think she wanted us to get along like she'd always did."
"Mom always wanted us to stop fighting, but we never did," Wanda concluded.
"No we didn't..." Anya answered slowly.
It got quiet again, "do you think this happened because mom wanted us to stop out wars?"
"It's working, if that was it," Anya smiled, "come here and give me a hug okay."
Wanda raised an eyebrow, but complied, "this is a funny feeling."
"I know, get use to it," Anya said, "because you'll be getting a lot of hugs."
"Hah, if I let you." Wanda joked, "just kidding. I love you, Anya."
Anya felt like crying, her sister just said she loved her for the first time, "Wanda, I love you too!"
Anya gave Wanda another hug, but this one is filled with more love, Wanda just realized that she'd just told her sister she
loved her. It was the first too. She felt like pinching herself and killing John for it. This feeling was very different. She never felt
the family love since Madga died. Slowly, Wanda hugged Anya back.
"By the way Wanda, who's John?" Anya asked.
Wanda raised an eyebrow, wondering, "how did you know about him?"
"I saw him in the vision." Anya smiled, "cute kid with spiky orange hair. Very dedicated to his work... and something, wait,
someone else. He loves her."
Wanda though, what was her sister talking about, John love someone? But who? Who could be more important than his work?
"Who is this girl?"
Anya smirked, "can't tell you sis, it's a secret, you gotta fine it out for yourself."
Wanda rolled her eyes, not really caring, but a small rage of jealousy was burning inside.
"About the baby..." Anya started, "I think I'm going to name it John if it's a boy, got any idea for a girl name?"
Wanda raised an eyebrow, her sister asking her for names for the baby?
"You're naming your son John?"
"Yea, what's wrong with it?" Anya asked.
"I'll be making fun of him if you name him that..." Wanda warned, "I'll probably laugh at him too..."
"Yea right, you like that name, don't try to denied it. I can see through your eyes, it's a Lensherr thing."
"Which is creepy in a way, fine, I like it! But I don't like knowing two Johns." Wanda said.
"Okay, I'll name him something else. Help me out?" Wanda nodded and the two sisters started coming up with names. Most
popular to the newer and undiscovered ones.
Pietro and Erik was outside, looking at the sisters talking and hugging, "this is a miracle..."
"Yes it is." Pietro replied. "I though I'd never see a day where these two would hug."
"Come on, let's go bust in on your sisters purade. I want to talk to Anya," Erik replied and stepped inside.
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A/N: Well now... Wanda and Anya had their bonding... Let's move on to the Jonda-ness!! Hmm, I gotta ask you a question, I wanna change the story's title, does anyone have a suggestion?
Next Chapter: Rogue and Wanda speak to one another again, YAY!!! AND! the Breakups!!! Don't yer just love me?