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Ok

'...' thoughts

"..." consersation

the song is from the album Unwritten and is called Bomb its by Natasha Bedingfiels if anyone is interested.

And as for the last bit of business anything you recognise I don't own nor do I claim to own.

Rogue dropped into a crouch and swept the feet out from under the vampire currently attacking her before plunging her stake into his exposed heart. She smiled in satisfaction as she watched him explode into a cloud of dust. "Ya know, ah nevah get tired o' that."

She stood up, brushed some stray dust off of her pants and looked over as Wanda used a hex bolt to knock over a pile of crates and stake the last vampire as he was pinned under them. "You never get tired of what?" Wanda asked looking over at Rogue who was cleaning some stray dust out from under her fingernails with her stake waiting for her to finish.

"Ya know, tha whole vampire exploding inta a dust cloud thaing. It's just so satisfying…laike poppin bubble wrap."

Wanda stared at her incredulously and crossed her arms before deadpanning. "Only you could compare hunting and slaying the friggin undead creatures of the night to popping bubble wrap. Just so we're clear, you're a total freak not to mention severely mentally unbalanced."

Rogue snorted. "Oh coz yer tha poster child for normality, what does it say bout ya when you're tha one voluntarily hangin out with this 'unbalanced freak.' Rogue grinned over at her best friend taking any sting out of her words

If it had been anyone else saying it, they would have been drowning in a pool of their own blood, but the two had been best friends for the last three years so Wanda just laughed. "Hey I never said I was any saner or less freakish, I mean leaving aside the fact that I grew up in a nut house and who my ever so loving family is, have you met my boyfriend, the Australian pyromaniac who writes smutty romance novels on the side.

Rogue stopped and cocked her head to one side thinking about it before answering. "Yeah, ya right, we're all doomed. Lets just get your idiot of a boyfriend and get outta here before Ah have to kill anything else tonaight.

"Sounds like a plan, Pyro checked in before tall pale and stupid here showed," Wanda jerked her thumb behind her at the newly formed pile of dust, "got a few stragglers but all in all fairly quiet night."

Rogue was about to reply when she caught the faint sound of Puff the Magic Dragon being sung badly in an Australian voice. "An speakin o' th' mentally unbalanced…" She motioned for Wanda to wait when she looked at her in askance. "Faive…four…three…two… and cue Johnny."

Pyro swaggered out from behind one of the few stacks of crates left upright humming softly. He took one look around and his face lit up in child like delight at the amount of chaos surrounding the two girls. "Looks like you Shelia's ad a bit a fun." He made his way over to the two girls and pulled Wanda into his arms.

"Ya know us Johnny always with the good taimes." Rogue shot back, smirking at the gleam of appreciation in Pyro's clear blue eyes.

Her words were lost on the pair as Pyro and Wanda became oblivious to everything but each other as Wanda pulled his head down to hers.

Rogue rolled her eyes have exasperated, half amused at the pair, "Come on break it up before ah have ta hose ya both down."

The two separated, reluctantly. "So Sheila's we headin ta the bronze or what?"

"Yeah ah think tha othahs are waitin f' us at tha club already so lets get a move on already, these bozo's made meh work up an appetite." With that Rogue turned and the three headed back to their bikes.

As the trio left a shadow broke away from where he had been watching the exchange. Logan had arrived just before Pyro had and after listening to the tail end of the conversation he was confused as hell and if there was one thing the wolverine hated it was being confused. He itched to just charge in and demand answers but he knew he didn't know enough yet to do that; that did not mean he had to like it though. He growled softly as he caught Gambit's scent joining him but kept his eyes on the direction the three had gone.

"Was dat who Gambit tink it was or were dese ole eyes decievin him?" All Gambit got in response was a slightly louder growl from the feral mutant which he took as "yes and I'm pissed off about it so shut it Gumbo or I'll gut you." He had gotten really good at interpreting Wolverines growls after a while.

Wolverine turned and left in the direction of the blackbird, leaving Gambit to follow. Gambit took one last look in the direction Rogue, Wanda and John had disappeared in smirking. 'Gambit tink life bout ta get a whole lot mo' interestin round here.'

The queue for the Bronze was already halfway down the block and only getting longer when Rogue, Wanda and John pulled up. They took one look at it, laughed and promptly ignored it making their way straight to the doors. The Bronze opened a few months ago and was already gathering a steady following. It was also one of the few clubs with a reputation for being pro-mutant. The owner had seen way too much in life to get hot and bothered by a few strands in different DNA, so as long as no one caused any trouble he had no problems with people just looking to have a good time mutant or not.

He had originally owned a club by the same name in a town called Sunnydale in California, before the town became a smoking crater that is. Unlike the rest of his former town's inhabitants he had been well aware of what had gone on in the town once the sunset. He couldn't do much about it but he did try to give the group of teens who could fight it somewhere to relax and at least pretend be regular kids for a while.

When the club opened in New York he was delighted to see them again, just happy they had all gotten out alive and relatively intact. It turned out to be the start of a beautiful friendship. The Bronze soon came to be the spot hit by any slayer passing through town as well as those stationed there. This, as well as being great for business also helped keep more of the more…unsavoury aspects of the New York nightlife away; it was not smart to piss off a slayer. The slayers and anyone with them got fringe benefits and they also didn't have to be as worried about their whole secret identity thing as the entire staff of the Bronze was in some ways affiliated with them, friends, family or partners. The end result was that everyone was happy with the situation

Taxi ride, goin downtown,

Me and my girls, goin out.

Counting down to detonation,

Ten to zero, mushroom cloud.

"Oh Danny boy!" Danny the bouncer on duty on the doors that night, looked up at the sound of the Southern drawl calling his name. The large mutant grinned as he caught sight of the three making their way up to the doors diligently ignoring the queue. The sight of Rogue giving someone in the queue the finger for throwing them dirty looks just caused his grin to widen.

They were a sight to behold. John in the middle wearing jeans and a black button down shirt with flames along the end which matched his spiked orange hair and a smug look on his face, no doubt caused by the two beautiful girls on his arms. Wanda was on his left arm wearing black leather pants and a blood red corset with black lacing under her ever-present red trench coat. Her short black hair was spiked like her boyfriends with the tips dyed red. Rogue was on his right arm, dressed in low rider black jeans and a silver halter-top under a denim jacket. Her long auburn hair was pulled back into a French braid with her infamous white stripes framing her face

"Well my, my, my, look at who we have here, Rogue, John and Wanda. To what do we owe the pleasure?"

"Awe ya miss us sugah?" Danny grinned at the stripped haired girl as she deliberately thickened her southern accent for effect, her emerald eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Are ya kidden Rogue it's been way too quiet around here without you three to help tear it up. Where were you anyway?" They hadn't been around for the last two week and he'd kinda missed the chaos.

"Tibet."

"Uh huh and how was it?" Danny decided to just go with the whole nod and smile tactic, it was probably safest knowing these three as he did; besides he could get it out of Rachel later if needs be. Eventually you got used to constant weirdness, being a mutant was nothing in comparison to the life of a slayer and he loved his wife for letting him be a part of it.

"Mountains, Monks and goats, ah think that pretty much sums it up raight Wand." Rogue asked looking over to Wanda with a smile for confirmation.

Wanda smirked at the mutant bouncer's surprise, "Yup that's about it."

"The others are already at your table." "Uh…John, ya do know the drill right? Danny glanced at the orange haired Aussie with the vacant expression on his face. Aw come on now don't give me that look." Danny hastily added, visibly steeling himself as John's clear blue eyes began to tear up and his lower lip began to quiver.

"John hand em over now I'll give em back when we get home." Wanda held out her hands waiting her tone left no room for argument.

Danny sighed in relief as Wanda took the situation in hand he liked John but he never knew how to handle him when it came to the two loves of his life. He could take on anything from a bar fight to a full blow riot without blinking but facing a teary eyed Pyro was just beyond him. John was pouting as he emptied his pockets of his numerous lighters before handing them over to his girlfriend.

"Don't ya worry none Danny; Wanda knows how ta keep the fire bug occupied and outta trouble." Rogue just grinned and winked suggestively at the very dirty look that came her way from Wanda as she packed all the lighters into various pockets.

John on the other hand matched Rogue's grin with one of his own at the innuendo "That she does Roguey, that she does."

Wanda threw them both a dirty look and scowled at Danny who was trying to smother his laughter. "Rogue do ya have to encourage him all the time I mean seriously aren't you supposed to be the responsible one of the three of us."

Rogue shot Wanda an incredulous look. "First of all Sugah who evah gave ya tha impression that ah was responsible, secondly didn't ya jus call meh mentally unbalanced bout half an hour ago, an' finally ah was thinkin' o' dancin, can ah rightly help it if ya minds in tha guttah 24/7."

Danny just shook his head at their antics as the three of them carried on the conversation on their way in. 'Yup things are definitely about to pick up round here.'

"Hey we've been queuing for the last half hour, how come they just get in?" Danny was shaken out of his daydream by the angry voice in front of him. He looked down and glowered at the guy who had spoken up.

"Coz their VIP and your not asshole so get back in line dumbass." The guy gulped and did as he was told. Even people who didn't know he was a mutant who could turn his skin rock solid tended to not want to piss him off.

The three made their way through the crowds of people to the stairs that led to the balcony overlooking the dance floor. Rogue was about to reply to something Wanda commented on when she felt a hand squeeze her butt and stilled, her eyes narrowing dangerously. She turned around and came face to face with a group of guys openly leering at her and it wasn't her face they were staring at. She snorted mentally as they wolf whistled at her. 'Oh sugah this is war.' With that mental warning issued she sashayed up to the group stopping directly in front of the guy who grabbed her ass. Rogue smiled sweetly and trailed a finger down his chest. Before he knew what happened she grabbed his balls squeezed and twisted hard.

Little angel, I've been too good

Ditch the halo, for a while.

Dressed to kill, I'll be causing, mass destruction,

So shield your eyes.

Rogue grinned evilly as the guy paled about ten shades and started sweating. He was too terrified to move in case he caused permanent damage. "Shit what's your problem bitch."

Rogue raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Oh what you can grab me all ya like but ah can't grab back? That's hardly fair now is it sugah?" Her tone was perfectly calm but no one mistook the poison dripping off of her words. She really had to fight to hide the smirk; she could practically smell the fear rolling off of him. "Now listen closely cause ah do not like repeatin mah self. Tha next time ya get tha urge to cop a feel, ah will rip yer sorry excuse for a dick raight off. Am ah bein in any way unclear?" Rogue gave a little squeeze to emphasize her point.

The guy was now a very unhealthy shade of green and obviously scared shitless. "N-n-no crystal clear. I got it."

"Good," Rogue smiled cheerfully at the guy before letting go so he could fall to the ground. "ya'll are just lucky ya caught meh in a good mood." Rogue turned her back on the guy and his friends and made her way back to the stairs. She huffed in annoyance and crossed her arms when she saw Wanda and John holding themselves up as tears of laughter rolled down their faces. "What?"

Faith laughed as she listened to Wanda and John trying to describe what had happened downstairs but it was in vain because they were still crying from laughing so much.

Rogue folded her arms and glared at the three of them. "Can ya'll please get passed it already it's not as if the asshole didn't deserve it." She waited for a minute and rolled her eyes in annoyance as the laughter continued unabated. "So much f' tha bond that comes from slayin tha undead evil of the naight." They were sitting in their own corner of the club on the balcony overlooking the bar and dance floor so none of them were worried about eavesdroppers.

Faith was happy she had friends (yeah they used to be mortal enemies but that was then and this is now) she had a home. It had taken a while but after turning Sunnydale into a giant crater, old hates just seemed kinda petty that and Giles and Xander locked both her and B in the same room till they promised to play nice. Faith smirked at the memory, the two guys hadn't figured on the two slayers bonding over plotting the two men's untimely demise. Their own fault as far as her and B were concerned but it had the desired effect. Not to mention the fact that Xander and Giles hair had stayed pink for over a week and they got pictures for future 'business dealings'.

"Ow Sheila watch the super strength will ya!" Faith was woken out of her reverie when Rogue's patience finally snapped and John ended on the floor rubbing the back of his head glaring up at his friend. Rogue just smirked unrepentantly down at him. "Oops"

Faith sat back in her seat and enjoyed the company of her family and the music as she thought back over the last few years. They had done so much in so little time. They went straight to L.A. and recuperated under Angel's care while Giles had the council's funds transferred over to him, there were some benefits to having friends that ran an evil law firm not to mention a kick ass hacker on their side. Afterwards they had headed to Cleveland and set up a base of operations to look after the hellmouth there. Vi and Ronda were left in charge while Willow cast some kind of spell to draw other nearbyslayers there. Everyone broke up into groups for a few months and travelled round on a kind of working vacation. Faith and Buffy went round gathering together any slayers they found.

Willow, Kennedyand Giles went to England to set up a new Council headquarters in Devon near the Coven. Xander and Andrew on the other hand started recruiting any watchers who had escaped the attack by the First and scouted out potential sites to set up bases globally. Robin co-ordinated them all from the Cleveland base and helped the slayers there set up while he recuperated. The spell Willow cast left potential slayers dormant till they hit puberty, this left them with a couple of hundred girls worldwide, from around twelve up in need of guidance and training. They all knew how much work was ahead of them.

Usually they just trained any slayers that they found assigned them watchers gave them the supplies they needed and sent them home to look after their own turf, fate or the PTBs generally saw that they ended up where they needed to go, one of the side-effects of having a preordained destiny. They weren't left high and dry, they worked as part of a team with nearby slayers, watchers and magic users so they got at least some semblance of a normal life.

That, howeverwasn't the casewith Rogue, Wanda and John. Rogue had been in Mexico where Faith and Buffy had helped her after some vamps jumped her. They had clicked straight away and she got adopted into the Scooby's and she ended up travelling with Buffy and Faith on their little working vacation leaning the ropes. They had gone to England to help Giles and Willow with a little pest problem they were having and see what could be done about controlling Rogues powers and that's where Wanda entered the picture.

Wanda wasn't a slayer but had been sent to the coven in England for training in her powers through someone called Agatha Harkness,She was still a little sketchy on the details but got that she and Rogue knew each other so it was all good as far as she was concerned…well it was once they sorted out their issues by beating the crap out of each other and making up afterwards with lots of ice-cream, the power of Ben and Jerry's Cookie Dough ice-cream never ceased to amaze her.

Faith almost shook her head when she thought about John. Some slayers in Australia found him laughing maniacally in the middle of a burning vampire nest, took one look at him and knocked him out before putting a sleeping spell on him to make sure he stayed out and shipped him to the England HQ to let them deal with the mess. Shock of all shocks, he knew Wanda and Rogue too and after they had beaten him bloody (there seemed to be a lot of beatings with these three) for something no one wanted to know about they got over it and decided it was probably safer for all concerned to just keep him around. Besides he turned out to be useful from time to time not to mention the fact that he was now shacked up with Wanda.

I'm all steamed up.

And I'm ready to blow

The pressure mounts,

Need a red overload.

To get a release, I gotta explode, explode!

So the Scooby's expanded to include three unique mutants and the Watchers' Council became an international organisation. While they were happy to set up slayers with their own Watcher and let them get too it, they weren't going to make the same mistakes as the old Council and leave them stranded, they planned on providing all the slayers with whatever backing they needed from money to reinforcements. They had just opened the New York head quarters and she had taken it over along with Buffy and Xander while Giles and Willow sorted out the main base in England with the help of the Coven. For the first time in her short but colourful life Faith was content.

Faith smiled as Xander dropped into the seat next to her and the three mutants finished their bickering to greet him. "Why exactly did I agree to help you guys run that snake pit? Because I'm fairly sure that had I been in my right mind at the time I'd have laughed in your faces."

Rogue offered him a look of mock sympathy. "Aw poor baby what happened this time sugah, the trainees pull ya into another bitch faight?"

Xander just dropped his head into his hands and groaned. "Lisa apparently took Donna's shirt and got it ripped Lisa didn't have another one to match the nail varnish she had to wear coz it brought out her eyes and all of Donna's other shirts made her butt look big or didn't go with the skirt she borrowed from Ashling, so she was having a meltdown too. Then Molly and Dee were fighting bout some guy who was looking at them in the movies the other week and I switched off after that. Seriously I can't think of a single life threatening situation I've ever been in that has scared me as bad as the last twenty four hours have"

This time Xander got looks of real sympathy from all of them. During the summer any slayer under the age of eighteen went to the nearest headquarters extra training and this meant temporary insanity not to mention ulcers and continuous migraines for anyone in charge and seeing as how school had just let out this years groups were just starting to arrive. "On the bright side Oz got in about an hour after you guy's left, he's back at the hotel resting after the flight."

Xander's last comment was met with happiness from all sides especially Rogue and Wanda. After the Sunnydale debacle the lycan got over any lingering resentment over his failed relationship with Willow and helped out a lot with their European operations. He also had a special place in Rogue's heart, as he was one of the main reasons for her getting control of her powers. Both Rogue and Wanda were sent to the monastery Oz was staying in for meditation and training a few months after they had arrived in England. He knew how it felt to have no control over your own body and mind and understood her in a way no one else could. He had taught her the control he had learned and after been denied touch for years Rogue had been freed from the prison of her own body. She owed her adopted brother a lot.

I'm a bomb. Can you hear me tick?

Beware if you turn me on, there is no safety switch.

I'm a bomb,

You don't need steady hands.

To mess with me, you must be a brave man.

I'm a-bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb.

"Hey where's Buffy and Bishop tonaight ah thought they were joinen us, or did they just not make it outta tha bedroom again?" Rogue's grin matched those of her friends at her question, it was a situation that had often happened since Buffy and Bishop got together. They were all happy for the original slayer, even the three mutants, if anyone deserved that kind of happiness it was her

"Not this time Rogue, they got passed the bedroom door, but only coz we got a call from Evan bout some kinda activity in the tunnels near the Morlocks and they went to check it out." Xander responded and groaned as he sank further into the leather couch.

Rogue frowned in concern; Evan was her friend and the only one of her former teammates who knew everything about her life now. She had run into him in the sewers while on patrol this led to a very long and confusing explanation, which in turn was shortened and simplified by them getting jumped by the vampire she was following. They stayed in contact and she had gotten him a job in a local demon bar run by a friend of Buffy's from L.A. called Lorne and the Morlocks kept an eye on any demonic activity in the tunnels.

"They need any back up."

Xander looked up at the serious tone in Rogue voice and smiled in reassurance, "Nah Ev said it didn't look like much, just a little close to them for comfort and didn't want to check it out himself cause of the way you tore into him last time. Buffy'll call if they need help. Oh by the way Rachel says there've been some people askin for you three. Told me to pass it on one's still by the bar. She's playing dumb." The last part was directed at the three mutants and pushed all happy thoughts of their friends to the back of their heads for the moment.

All three heads snapped up at this. Wanda left her seat and went over to the rail that overlooked the bar, discreetly checking it out.

"Uh Rogue you might wanna take a look at this."

Rogue made her way over to the chaos witch to see what was up. Her eyes narrowed to slits as she took in the familiar tan trench coat and auburn hair. "Swamp rat" the word was spat out, they both pulled back before they were noticed.

"Sheila's he's not the only one come take a look see." They made their way over to John who was looking over the rail behind Xander and Faith's couch, Rogue caught a glimpse of red glasses in the crowd and a familiar red head beside him.

"We need to get them outta here till we can figah out what tha deal is or this could end in all kinds o' badness and ah really do not wanna be banned from this place." Rogue turned to the two witches on the couch opposite Xander very serious, she knew what a clash between the two oppossing mutant teams could result in and was not about to let that happen in the place she came to relax. "Can ya hook us up Sally?"

The blonde cocked her head thinking before turning to the black haired girl beside her. "Sleep-spell?"

"Should work, we need to focus their attention on one focal point and get them in the same area though, unless you want half the club knocked out too. We can make it look like they just had too much to drink to avoid suspicion."

Wanda and Rogue shared a look. "You thinkin what I'm thinkin?"

"Oh sugah ya know ah am and ah love tha way our dirty lil minds work." The two turned to Faith, who was regarding them with mild curiosity,both with evil glints in their eyes. "Okay here's tha deal…"

Base so loud, I can't hear you.

Can't diffuse me, now I'm wired.

Do not disturb, while I'm dancin,

Watch me set this, house on fire.

Remy looked around the club as he leaned against the bar a shot of bourbon in his hands…well he was trying to blend in after all. His interest was piqued, as two familiar figures took to the dance floor with a third brunette in tow. 'Damn Chere grew up' He watched as the three threw themselves into the beat of the song with abandon. They radiated power; he could sense it from here. It was like the spark he had sensed in her three years ago had been stoked into a bonfire

I'm a bomb can you hear me tick?

Beware if you turn me on, there is no safety switch.

I'm a-bomb, bomb, bomb

You don't need steady hands.

To mess with me you must be a brave man

Rogue soon lost herself as the music filled her up and she didn't even feel the stares the three of them were getting from both male and female. All that existed was her and the beat. It was always like this after the rush of slaying. Adrenaline coursed through her already hyperaware system till she was wound tight. Faith called it the hungry and horny syndrome and she could see why. She smiled as she felt some one try to dance up behind her, pity they could never keep up but she figured she might as well take advantage of him as he was there.

Club crescendo, getting loud,

Run for cover, underground.

What are you doing, showing me no fear?

You must be crazy, hangin round here.

Remy smirked wryly as he caught sight of one guy trying to put his hands on Rogue's waist; trying into manoeuvre himself into the group she lent into his chest pressing her back up against him. He lasted about two minutes and just couldn't keep up with her. Rogue danced closer to the brunette with them. There was something about that one as well but Gambit couldn't put his finger on it. He smirk widened as he heard another growl coming from the earpiece in his left ear. 'Looks like de Wolverine's feelin' territorial.' Gambit watched as Rogue, Wanda and the girl with them put on a show that left any red-blooded straight man drooling as they danced close.

Suddenly Remy froze, the smirk fading from his lips as his eyes locked with two pools of emerald green across the sea of people. He watched as Rogue faltered and stopped staring at him. He vaguely registered that Wanda who was next to her looked over to see what she was looking at and spotted him too. Next thing he knew Wanda had grabbed Rogue and the unknown girl with them and was he cursed as he lost sight of them when the sea of people closed in and swallowed them up. He started getting a bad feeling when he saw two badly dressed guys following them as well.

I'm all steamed up,

And I'm ready to blow.

The pressure mounts,

Need a red overload.

To get a release,

I gotta explode, explode!

They reached the side door without anything else going wrong. Faith pulled out her cell to call Xander and tell him to meet them out back. She was just hanging up when the door behind them swung open and the two vampires they had marked earlier came out. They smiled at the three girls. The one on the left looked like your average boy next door, while his 'friend' would have looked more at home on a football field…or a zoo. Rogue wrinkled her nose in distaste. 'God don' these people have any sense of timin, or subtlety?'

"Hey baby this private party, or can anyone join?" Football vampire leered at them. Faith rolled her eyes while Wanda just maintained her patented scowl. Rogue on the other hand pulled out her stake.

"Sorry sugah." She plunged her stake into his heart and watched him explode into a dust cloud. "This is RSVPonly." The now dead…well deader then he was before vampire's friend's face contorted in rage and he lunged at Rogue. A whistling sound passed by Rogue's ear and faster then she could blink Faith's stake was lodged in the vampire's chest for a split second before he too exploded.

The dust cleared, falling back down to the ground softly and Rogue found herself face to face with Storm, Wolverine, Jean and Scott Remy and Colossus. All they could do was gape at the guy who had exploded into dust. Suddenly they felt dizzy as the world faded away.

"Ello mate long toime no see." Remy turned and found himself face to face with a grinning John before everything went black.

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