Alright, call it laziness on my part..but...I had someone write my chapter again. Not only did she write it, southernrebelgal, but I didn't add anything. The only thing I did was edit it to make it grammatically correct...Like I said, call it laziness on my part, but I really was tired of doing anything, felt a bit pressure this week...had lots of things to do. Please read my latest story, Dear Diary, I'm quite proud of it...seeing as how it's based somewhat on my own...adventures. Anyways, here's the new chapter, please read and review, it gets me to write faster, honestly.

Oh yeah, and it's short and stuff, I know, like I said, I didn't add anything...It's a bit of a cliffhanger, but...yeah.Warren will seem a bit OOC, I'm sorry for that...I believe him to be a bit more like Remy, more laiud back. But please think, before you flame, his son just got punched in the face...He's mad, alright? Now shuddup! His actions are now justified!


As the crowd departed, Desiree was left leaning against the wall of the café, tears spilling down her face.

Izzy searched frantically for Desiree a few moments. He found her sliding down the brick wall and immediately went to her side.

The two didn't say anything to each other, just sat there.

The Aussie would glance over at his friend every now and again and see her tears. He only became more enraged. His blue eyes seemed to sadden by the sight before him as he reached over pulled Desiree into his arms.

"It'll be ok Doll, I promise," he told her and kissed the side of her head. He didn't know what else to do, to tell you the truth. Knowing that she was hurt by what had happened he could only sit there with her. "I'm gonna go get us something to eat...don't move okay, Doll?" he says and grabs the money that Sean had dropped on the table. He walked up to the counter, "Need a double fudge ice-cream with those sprinkles and umm…make it a cone…two scoop."

The lady behind the counter nodded.

Izzy smiled; as he looked back for Desiree…until he came to the sudden realization that she was gone. "Bloody hell" he comments and takes off running. "Doll where ya going?" he asks catching up to her.

"Da mansion"

"Ya still wanna go?"

"Oui… meh Uncle Logan is dere an' he can take us back home…"

"Ya really wanna go home?"

"No reason for meh t' beh here."

"Naye…ya right," Izzy said and stood in front of her, grabbing her shoulders. "Ya ok Doll?"

"Oui…if he wants t' go kissin' othah gals, so be it…he'll jus turn out like dat asshole Papa of his," she says. "Now y' comin wit meh 'r not?"

"Course I am" Izzy tells her "Lets go get my bike"

"Izzy?"

"Ya?"

"Merci"

"No problem" he tells her and takes off to get his bike


Sean was now sitting back at the mansion with a rag under his nose and an icepack on top. His eyes were narrowed and he mumbled a few incoherent, inaudible words.

Nira wasn't far from him. Seeing him so outraged scared her a bit.

"What happened?" Warren demanded.

Sean stood and looked at his father, removing the rag and icepack, but before he could speak, Nira stood up.

"Some crazy girl with these demonic eyes came up to him. She had this thick accent, I don't know what type…it sounded a bit southern…She hit me…and this guy that was, like, huge attacked Sean!" Nira exclaimed.

"Demonic eyes?" Logan questions from the corner of the room. "White bangs, kid?"

"Yeah…you know her?"

"He can't even keep his own child under control," Warren commented, pacing the floor. "What the hell is she doing up here? I thought she was staying in that backwater town…"

"Watch it, bub," Logan growled lighting a cigar. "Gambit wouldn't let his daughter come up here alone… I know that much… The person with her…who was it?" Logan questioned Sean.

"Izzy," Sean mumbled.

"Who?" Warren asked.

"Izzy," he repeats. "Look it's fine…I'm fine…let's just forget this happened," Sean tried.

"I don't think so, I'm calling Rogue," Warren said and left the room.

"Dammit," Sean grumbled and stood up, following his dad. "Dad, let me deal with this."

"No...They're going to come get her."

"Dad," Sean said sternly, causing Warren to turn around. "Whatever that feud is between you and Mr. LeBeau…you need to get over it…This isn't him, it's Desiree," he pauses. "Look I know you've known Mr. LeBeau since before I was born but I'm guessing he's changed now, him and St. John…"

"St. John…?" Warren cut his son off.

"Pyro," Sean sighed. "Izzy's dad."

"So you've been around our enemy..."

"I'm not an X-Man!" Sean yelled. "And John isn't our enemy, Rogue told me about them, okay…? She told me about the Brotherhood and all that happened, but he isn't a part of them anymore. He lives maybe three houses down from them and Izzy is Desiree's best friend…you don't know him, so don't judge him."

The two stood face to face in the main foyer until the door burst open. Both of them turned to see Desiree and Izzy.

"B'jour," Desi said and started to move forward.

"Desiree," Logan said, walking out of the recreation room.

"Hi dere, Uncle Logan."

"In there, now," he growls.

"Oui, M'sieur," Desi says and motions for Izzy to follow. As the blonde haired boy does such, Logan stopped him.

"She okay?" Logan asked in a worried, yet stern voice.

" 'Course…never let anything happen to Doll," Izzy said and glared at Sean. "Might wanna go to the doctor for that, mate," he stressed the last word plenty enough to find the true intention of it. "Ya may not wanna go just yet, though…never know what else could happen."

"You threatening my son Allerdyce?" Warren glared.

"Dad…"

"Who the bloody hell are ya?" Izzy questioned, not paying complete attention to Warren when he said son…or when Sean said dad.

"Obviously, you have the I.Q. of your father."

"Obviously, you live in the past," Izzy retorted. "Pa's not done nothin wrong to ya…Ya don't know him and ya can't say nothin' 'bout him.

Warren glared at Izzy before finally walking off, out of the room.

Sean looked at Desiree as guilt swept over him. She looked tired and seemed angry now. Great…The way he had always seen her was happy and…troublesome. Now she was serious and ready to hurt anyone who crossed her. "D-"

"Ah don' wanna hear about it," she tells Sean, cutting him off. "C'mon Iz', weh better get in dere behfore Logan orders us t'," she says and walks into the recreation room. She was met with stares from everyone.

Damien had noticed Desiree when she went over and attacked Nira. She greatly enthralled him for some reason. Her eyes stood out as unique, he found her beautiful all together…

Great…another love-sick guy to worry about Desiree thought to herself with a sigh.