As all seven made their way into med-lab, Hank was pacing his lab deep in thought. "Hank?" Logan looked at him curiously. "What's da matter, is the kid all right?"
"What...oh yes of course I was just thinking, I'm sorry." Hank smiled at the LeBeau's, "Please this way."
Entering the room Mattie gasped at the sight lifting a hand to her mouth. "Oh my sweet chile." Henri and Lapin stayed by her side.
Remy was hooked up to a respirator his face badly bruised, wires on his chest and tubes sticking out of his arms, a sheet was up to his chin along with a heavy blanket his arms above the covers, his eyes seemed to open and close slowly. His wrists twitched every so often.
Jean-Luc was at Remy's side, a gentle hand on his boy's cheek. "What's da damage?" he asked still staring at his son, gently rubbing his thumb on Remy's cheek.
"Deep puncture wounds in his back and left shoulder, slashes on his chest and arms strangle wounds on his neck, compliments of Sabertooth." He looked at Xavier then continued. "Rope burns on his wrists, internal bleeding, he's also been starved and is dehydrated and severely beaten yet there were no broken bones..." Hank hesitated for a moment wandering if he should continue or not.
"Hank what's wrong?" Storm asked.
"The implant in his left arm was removed, I have no idea why?"
"Implant? Why da hell would Remy have an implant...what kind of implant?" Henri eyed the blue doctor.
"I'm afraid I have no idea what they were used for?"
"THEY...he has more than one?"
"Yes but only one was removed...the one in his left arm...the right one was opened but it's still there, and the one in the back of his neck hasn't been touched."
"Remy told me it was to keep his powers in check and to stop the pain." Logan spoke up.
"Interesting." Hank glanced at Jean-Luc who now had both hands on his boy's face staring at him he seemed extremely pissed off. Hank frowned. "Mr.LeBeau?"
"What's wrong wit his eyes..."
"What?" Henri approached, wondering what the hell his father was talking about. Then bent down, "Remy...mon dieu...his eyes are black."
"Yes, I know that would be the effects of the drugs Sinister injected him with, don't worry his eyes will return to their original color when the drug wears off...he also has no idea what is going on around him at the moment, when he does wake up he'll have no memory of what happened to him, he'll only remember the moment before he was taken which will be in about two days from now, I would also very much like you to stay by his side at all times until he is aware of who and where he is." Hank finished with a yawn.
"Until he's aware?" Lapin asked confused.
"Yeah last time he didn't recognized Jean, and I got elected to track him down, ...by the way were you the one ta teach him how to evade and disappear." Logan asked the eldest LeBeau.
"Why?" Jean-Luc glared at Logan.
"Because the little prick had me searching for him for two days in the freezing rain, every time I got close to him I'd hit a dead end, while he was warm and dry in the mansion, hiding where no one could find him, even Chuck here didn't know he was in the mansion, until I got there...drove me crazy."
Jean-Luc smiled gently running his fingers through Remy's hair. "Of course...he's a LeBeau."
Two days passed by quickly, Mattie was sitting quietly in a chair next to Remy's bed reading a book, while Jean-Luc, Lapin and Henri where playing a friendly game of cards.
"I can't believe ya I was bluffin, lying through my teeth and ya didn't see it." Lapin snickered as Jean-Luc scolded his son.
"Ya need more practice boy."
"I did that on purpose," Henri barked.
"Sure ya did...Tante, Henri's a sore loser..." Lapin chuckled.
"Am not...Tante can I kick his ass?" Henri grumbled.
"Non now you two behave..." Mattie scolded looking up from her book.
Jean-Luc now had tears in his eyes, he was laughing so much.
"My it's good to hear a laugh from any of you that it does." Hank smiled as he entered the room with a tray of coffee in hand.
Mattie had put her book away, and glanced at Remy who was still unconscious. Hank slowly made his way toward her handing her one of the cups of coffee, "He should wake soon." He tried to comfort her.
After about half an hour Remy was starting to move about, his body went into spasms and twitched uncontrollably. "M'sieu Bete?" Lapin yelled out, as he stood at the foot of Remy's bed, Jean-Luc and Mattie were already by his side Henri stood next to his father.
Hank entered the room and glanced at the monitors his heart rate was up but other than that everything was normal, standing behind Mattie, Hank watched as Remy eyes snapped open and he jolted up in bed, screaming. "Non...non...non..." Mattie and Jean-Luc each grabbed an arm to hold him back.
"Shhhh chile yo safe now, listen to Tante..." Remy wasn't too convinced as he tried to wretch his arms free and started to fight back. Hank grabbed Mattie before Remy could backhand her, which he missed by a few inches, Jean-Luc grabbed his shoulders and forced Remy to lie down trapping him with his upper body and strength.
"Non..." Remy pleaded, as the strength that he gained in sleep was quickly drained from his body as he struggled.
"REMY...Remy...Remy calm down son, listen to my voice, you're safe you're wit yo père calm down petite please calm down...shhh...please listen to yo père petite." As Remy trembled. Jean-Luc quickly cradled his son to his chest whispering in Remy's ear that everything would be all right. Remy cried as he gasped for breath clutching his father's arm.
Seeing his brother like this Henri was furious, Mattie had tears in her eyes. Lapin feared for his cousin. Jean-Luc held on tightly as he rocked back and forth trying his best to calm down his son. No one saw but the eldest LeBeau had tears in his eyes.
Now totally exhausted Remy passed out.
When he woke again Mattie was sitting by his side on the bed, humming a tune and running her fingers through his hair as she always did when he was a child when he couldn't sleep.
Groaning Remy turned to his side, burying his head in the pillow not wanting to wake up yet, Mattie smiled then frowned as she saw the wounds on his back. Lifting the covers over his form Mattie tucked him in and chuckled as Remy moaned that he didn't want to go to school today since he didn't feel well.
Leaning her forehead gently on his shoulder she whispered. "All right I suppose, since ya have a slight fever...I don't wanna see ya out of dis bed though ya understand me chile?"
"Mhmmm." Remy mumbled as he tried to ger a few more moments of sleep.
Mattie then kissed his cheek and went to where Dr.McCoy was working which was in the next room. Seeing movement from the corner of his eye Hank turned and smiled at the old woman. "Well good morning madame Tante how can I help you?"
"Remy's awake and hopin' I won't send 'im ta school..." she chuckled as did Hank.
"Well that's a good sign, he remembers you."
"What will happen when he sees all his wounds?" she asked curiously.
"Well last time he had a deep cut on his arm wrapped in a bandage, he took a shower and didn't notice he had it until I asked if I could clean and rewrap it."
"This is more dan his arm M'sieu."
"Yes I know..." Hank thought for a moment. "Is he fully awake?"
"Non..."
"All right well I'll ask Charles to round up Logan, Storm and Mr.LeBeau so that we might try and explain to him what happened..." Hank then turned as the door swooshed open revealing Xavier as he wheeled himself in. Then continued. "In the meantime would you be so kind as to stay with him while I gather what I'll need to clean his wounds?"
"Would I be so kind as ta...M'sieu you could not drag me away from that boy, ya even try and I'll show you what pain feels like." She scoffed going back to Remy's room.
"She must have been a joy to be raised with," Hank mused with a smile.
Charles chuckled "Indeed."
Half an hour later, Remy slowly opened an eye when he heard and sensed people in his room chatting amongst themselves. Quickly closing it Remy moaned. "Why ya wake a boy up when he's tired..." and covered his head with the pillow.
Everyone smiled looking at the covered boy in the bed, apparently hiding from the light. Jean-Luc approached lowering the pillow, "How ya feelin petite?" he asked.
"Mrrrgght...why?" he mumbled. Jean-Luc grinned as he looked at the others who were a little confused at Remy's answer.
"I take it that meant he's alright?" Storm asked tilting her head. Jean-Luc nodded.
"Why am in a hospital bed..." Remy frowned quickly looking around.
"Hey look at me..." Jean-Luc ordered in a gruff voice. Remy did, "Now what's da last ting ya remember?" Remy looked at his father a bit confused then thought for a bit.
"Ya, Stormy and Wolfie came ta get me at da Opera House...then we went for..." Remy frowned trying desperatly to remember. "It was raining, den dere was a fire..." Remy winced then shook his head, silently telling his father that he couldn't remember anything else.
Jean-Luc looked to Hank, "He'll remember in time..." the doctor answered.
"Remember what?" Remy tried to sit up and gasped as his right hand flew to his chest. "Son of a bitch...what da fuck..." he yelled tears in his eyes at the amount of pain he felt he collapsed back on the bed as his left arm ached terribly and could no longer support his body. Breathing deeply Remy stared at the bandages wrapped around his chest.
Hank immediately took out a syringe and filled it with morphine. Seeing the needle Remy had a flashback of a needle with odd colored liquid within and heard a voice in his head 'Shhhhh, my boy this won't take long,' and 'it will be very painful.' Panicking Remy yelled, "Keep dat fucking thing away from me."
"Remy it's morphine it will help ease the pain." Hank spoke in a calming voice.
"I don give a shit if it's cow piss, ya stick me wit that thing and I'll charge dis fucken room..." he glared trying his best to get as far away from Hank as his body would let him.
Jean-Luc had had enough laying a hand on Remy's good shoulder he forced his son to lie down. "ALL RIGHT, ENOUGH...you back off, and you stay down and keep quiet."
Hank
carefully put the needle on the table next to Remy and took a few steps
back, Remy watched his every move and slowed his breathing. Jean-Luc
keeping a firm grip on Remy's good shoulder started to explain. "Look
at me..." Remy did.
"You've been sleepin' for a week, ya got hurt real bad, ya lost a lot of blood...ya understand me?"
Remy nodded.
"You in a lot of pain?"
Remy frowned and nodded again.
"Give me the syringe..." he told Hank who frowned about to protest but the man cut him off. "Mattie will give it to him, she's done it before." Hank looked at her in surprise.
Mattie rolled her eyes. "Oh for heaven sake..." she sighed walking beside the bed taking the needle and gently grasping Remy's arm, Remy glared at the syringe as the needle penetrated his skin. Remy wanted to wretch his arm free but Mattie had a firm grip, Jean-Luc turned the boy's head, while Mattie finished, his breathing slowed a bit Remy started to relax as the pain slowly went away.
