"Wadda ya mean 'WHAT'?" Rogue yelled.
"Yeah what the hell?" Bobby joined in.
"Are you serious?" Jean added.
Everybody was yelling what was on his or her mind. Remy looked at them confusion clearly written on his face. "Everyone calm down..." Xavier spoke a little too loudly, but at least the kitchen was now quiet. "...Remy first of all are you alright?" The Professor asked calmly.
"Eh...Oui, why wouldn't I be?" he looked at the Professor confused.
"Tell me Remy what is the last thing you remember?" The Professor continued.
"You saying that Cerebro had found 'nother mutant in Paris and that I was ta be your guide, I just wanted ta get something ta eat b'fore we left...why?"
Everyone looked to the Professor; Hank quickly hid the collar in his lap and spoke up before anyone else did... "Oh nothing I'm afraid the trip to Paris was cancelled you see a friend of mine knows this mutant and has assured me that she is being cared for and have asked us to give her some time to adjust." Hank said rather quickly, watching for Remy's reaction.
Awkward silence again...
"So...we ain't going?"
"I'm afraid not." Hank answered.
Remy just shrugged "Whatever...if anybody wants me I'll be in my bed sleepin' ...don't know why but Remy's dead tired." With that said Remy left the kitchen.
"OK what the hell just happened, I mean he's acting as if nothing had happened?" Bobby looked at everyone for an answer.
"Well, I'm not exactly sure, but I presume that he doesn't remember what happened to him in Paris, considering his recent injuries I didn't want him to get into a panic." Hank looked at the collar again and added. "At least not yet...Logan would you be so kind as to accompany me to our young Cajun's room? I need to check his injuries, especially his arm."
"Yeah sure Hank, he said he was dead tired, we better hurry up before he passes out."
Leaving the collar with The Professor, Hank grabbed the first aid kit in the kitchen and followed Logan as they jogged all the way to Remy's room.
Knocking on the door Logan called out, "Hey pup ya still up?"
"Yeah...sorta...wadda ya want Wolfie?" Remy yawned out.
"Can we come in?"
"...We?"
Logan opened the door; Remy was sitting up in bed trying very hard to stay awake. "Yeah, me and Hank...d'ya forget ya got cut really bad a couple days ago, Hank just wanted to change the dressing b'fore yar off ta dreamland..." He chuckled.
Remy just looked at him with a stupid look plastered on his face. "Wadda ya mean I got cut?"
Logan leaned against the wall as Hank approached the bed. "Your left arm pup...didn't ya notice ya got a bandage wrapped around it?"
Remy held up his arm and looked at it for the longest time, until Hank spoke up. "Remy will you allow me to clean your wound, it will only take a few moments." Remy hesitated and looked at Hank then at Logan and slowly nodded watching Hank's every move.
After the bandage was removed, Remy's eyes grew wide. "HOW THE HELL DID I GET THAT?"
"Not exactly sure Gumbo we just found ya bleeding."
"What?...Where?...When?"
"No need to worry, there is no infection and it's healing quite nicely...you should get some rest now Remy...you look extremely exhausted."
"Yeah no kiddin pup..."
"But how..."
"Relax with all the questions kiddo, ya look like hell, get some sleep well answer your questions in the morning alright."
"Fine." Remy huffed, yawned and got comfortable, the moment his head hit the pillow he was sound asleep.
Xavier's office
While the adults tried to figure out how to tell Remy about his experience with Sinister in Paris and how he got his recent injuries. Remy had slept through most of the day.
"I suggest we wait a little longer, it's only been a day." Storm slouched a little in her seat.
"Well I supposed that would be best for the moment...Logan, Storm I want you two to keep a close eye on him." The Professor calmly told them.
"Of course."
"Yeah, sure."
"Professor have you found out yet of the boy's family, or of any knowledge of how, or when Remy contacted his parents? Every time the subject is mentioned he makes ridiculous excuses and flees. He sounded awfully nervous when I had asked him a few weeks before I don't think he did. If I were them I'd be terribly worried." Storm looked very concerned.
"No, I apologize I'm afraid I've been a bit occupied and it slipped my mind and your right we should try and contact them, Logan you said his father's name was...Jean-Luc LeBeau I believe."
"Yeah."
As Xavier guided his chair to his desk he picked up the phone and asked the operator for the number in New Orleans, it took a while but he had finally been connected, a woman's voice was on the other line, "LeBeau Residence."
"Yes Hello. May I speak with Jean-Luc please?"
"I'm 'fraid he's busy at the moment, whom may I say is callin'?"
"My name is Charles Xavier, it is of great importance that I speak to him"
Charles could hear arguing in the backgroud.
#I don't care if ya have ta break open ev'ry single door in Paris, YOU FIND HIM!#
The woman who was speaking to Charles yelled out. "Land sake's Jean calm down, and stop yellin'. They not deaf...There's a Charles Xavier on the phone for ya'."
#Don' know no Xavier, what's he want?#
"Concerning what exactly?" The woman asked Charles.
"A young boy we found in Paris named Remy." As he said the name he heard the woman gasp and the phone hit the ground.
#Mattie...What's wrong?#
Quickly the woman picked up the phone and spoke again. "Can ya describe him please?"
"Certainly, he's 18 years old, with auburn colored hair and red on black eyes, He wore a..." She cut him off before he could finish.
"Is he alright, please tell me the chile's alright?" She started sobbing.
#Mattie?#
"Dis' Xavier says he foud Remy."
#Give me the phone.# She gladly shoved it in his hand.
"Dis be Jean-Luc LeBeau Ya seen mon fils?"
"Yes he's staying in my school..."
"Is he alright, I swear if you've harmed him ya'll regret ever laying a hand on him..."
"Mr.LeBeau please, let me speak...your son is well and quite safe, and by the state you seem to be in I suspect that he hasn't contacted you yet?"
"Non we haven't heard from him in over a year, He was sighted in Paris a few weeks ago but before we could get to him he disappeared...Who are you, Where is he?"
Charles smiled. "If I may, would it be possible for us to meet, I'd rather talk about your son face to face."
"Yes of course."
"Good, Where exactly are you located I can be in New Orleans in less than an hour."
several hours after Remy had gone to bed
As the adults were still talking in Xavier's office, Remy had woken up from dreamland, took a quick shower, got dressed and went downstairs towards the kitchen, he was starving after eating a huge breakfast actually lunch he headed for the rec room to relax and try to get his thoughts together. But stopped himself as he heard some of the students talking.
"I mean how could Remy not remember what the hell happened to him? I still don't get it."
"Why dont'cha clean your ears once in a while Bobby..." Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Yeah weren't you listening at what Hank said, Remy can't remember cause Sinister pumped him full of drugs, when he cut him open." Jubilee finished off Rogue's answer.
Remy's face paled as he slid to the floor and looked at his left arm. 'Essex cut me open...again!' As he thought of Sinister, memories of what happened in Paris started flashing in his head. As he grabbed his head with his hands. Remy panicked and started hyperventilating.
"Hank said it was a side effect from the drugs." Scott corrected.
"Aw man can you imagine what could have been going through Remy's mind, I've heard that you're usually awake when Sinister starts workin on ya."
"That's not funny Bobby shut the hell up." Kurt yelled.
"What I'm just saying what I heard. Hey what if Sinister comes looking for him here at the mansion."
Remy's head shot up. He looked at his hands they were shaking. He slowly stood up not caring if they saw him or not, he kept hearing himself screaming for Sinister to stop, the same words repeating themselves in his head 'NO, please don't, no more.' He wanted so much to make that voice shut-up, but it never would.
"Bobby you know damn well that the Professor wouldn't let Sinister take Remy without a fight, and that..." Scott stopped talking as he noticed something moving from the corner of his eye. Ah shit.
"What's wrong Scott?" Jean asked hearing his thought.
"I think Remy heard us, I just saw him run upstairs...He didn't look to good." Scott quickly got up and headed for the stairs trying to catch up to the Cajun. "Kurt get the Professor, now." he yelled.
"Remy...Hey Remy?" Scott asked as he knocked on Remy's door, when he got no answer he opened it. And saw Remy sitting on his bed just staring at nothing. "Um...Remy?"
"Watcha want Summers?" Remy asked not moving from his spot.
"You kinda left the hall pretty quick...you alright?"
"Remy's fine."
"Really, you look kinda spaced out to me."
Remy
looked at Scott, stood up took a few steps until he was face to face
with Scott and pushed him out of his room. Scott fell on the floor in
the hall. "Mind ya own damn business Summers." Then Remy slammed the
door shut and locked it.
"Scott, what happened?" The Professor asked as he arrived in the hall.
Scott stood up. "We were talking about Essex, in the rec room and I think Remy heard us...I followed him to see if he was alright, he pushed me out of the room and told me to mind my own business."
"Nice Cyke, didn't Chuck tell ya all to keep quiet bout Sinister for awhile." Logan huffed.
Scott nodded and looked to the floor. Logan walked forward and knocked on Remy's door. "C'mon Gumbo it's Logan open up, Chuck and I need to talk to ya."
When he didn't get an answer he tried opening the door and found it locked, he unsheathed his claws, sliced the doorknob and slammed the door open, looked around the room, and found the window wide open. "He's gone Chuck, and I sure as hell know for a fact that he doesn't want to fucken talk about it."
Xavier just looked at Logan, and raised an eyebrow asking a silent question.
"I know alright, I'll find him. And as for you Cyke make sure to tell the others ta keep their fucken mouths shut 'bout Essex." Logan growled, as he pushed past the teenager, and headed for Storm's loft.
