A/N: I am soooooo sry!! *cries* School has been busy, and then spring
break.... I know, excuses, excuses. LOL
PLZ read and review cuz it'll make me happy. *hugs self*
P.S. Sry for the freaky formating/spacing on the last chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't Own. Never will. It sucks.
Trust??
"Remy! Hold on!" Cried Rogue, trying desperetly to hold onto the icy branch.
"I would if I could!" He gasped, attempting to hold on the the slippery ropes.
Rogue climbed faster and faster, well as much as she could with the wet and icy branches.
"Rogue, I'm slippin'!" Came Remy's voice.
"Please hold on..."
"I dun'no if I can..."
****
Pyro felt something slam into his side, knocking the air out of him.
He heard Amara scream; wait, was she hurt?
He tried to open his eyes but his head hurt, felt like someone was drumming on it.
He felt a cool hand on his forhead.
"Mum?" He said, slightly dazed.
He looked up to see Amara looking at him with a worried expression on her face.
She smiled.
"Sorry, you just reminded me of me mum." John confessed bashfully.
Amara laughed some-what chocked, "Thats not a great pick up line John."
He smiled. Then stopped.
"Mags?" He asked, looking around the cold dungeon.
"He left, you where banged up pretty bad though. Just rest. Rogue's here too. Her and Remy will find us."
Pyro rolled his eyes. "Great. Our lives lie in hands of two love birds. Just great."
He tried to laugh but his side exploded in pain. He felt a hand brushing through his messy hair soothingly.
"I'm sure they'll find us. Just rest."
And he did.
*****
Rogue reached her hand out to Remy's.
"Chere', dis ain't working!" He exclaimed, grabbing ahold once again of the slippery rope.
"Then drop!" Rogue cried.
Remy turned to her. "What? You nuts chere'?"
"I'm gonna try ta channel some'a Jean's powers, when ah absorbed her once. Proffeser's been helping me. This is the only way. Just please trust me!"
Remy bit his lip.
"I don't trust people easily chere'."
"Good, cuz neither do ah."
Remy looked into her pleading green eyes,
then, he let go.
Disclaimer: Don't Own. Never will. It sucks.
Trust??
"Remy! Hold on!" Cried Rogue, trying desperetly to hold onto the icy branch.
"I would if I could!" He gasped, attempting to hold on the the slippery ropes.
Rogue climbed faster and faster, well as much as she could with the wet and icy branches.
"Rogue, I'm slippin'!" Came Remy's voice.
"Please hold on..."
"I dun'no if I can..."
****
Pyro felt something slam into his side, knocking the air out of him.
He heard Amara scream; wait, was she hurt?
He tried to open his eyes but his head hurt, felt like someone was drumming on it.
He felt a cool hand on his forhead.
"Mum?" He said, slightly dazed.
He looked up to see Amara looking at him with a worried expression on her face.
She smiled.
"Sorry, you just reminded me of me mum." John confessed bashfully.
Amara laughed some-what chocked, "Thats not a great pick up line John."
He smiled. Then stopped.
"Mags?" He asked, looking around the cold dungeon.
"He left, you where banged up pretty bad though. Just rest. Rogue's here too. Her and Remy will find us."
Pyro rolled his eyes. "Great. Our lives lie in hands of two love birds. Just great."
He tried to laugh but his side exploded in pain. He felt a hand brushing through his messy hair soothingly.
"I'm sure they'll find us. Just rest."
And he did.
*****
Rogue reached her hand out to Remy's.
"Chere', dis ain't working!" He exclaimed, grabbing ahold once again of the slippery rope.
"Then drop!" Rogue cried.
Remy turned to her. "What? You nuts chere'?"
"I'm gonna try ta channel some'a Jean's powers, when ah absorbed her once. Proffeser's been helping me. This is the only way. Just please trust me!"
Remy bit his lip.
"I don't trust people easily chere'."
"Good, cuz neither do ah."
Remy looked into her pleading green eyes,
then, he let go.
