MJK: Well I kinda summoned it up in the second chapter now I'm more into him trying to get away, It was mostly Rogue that left him which is why she feels so guilty and stuff, but a lot of the X-men were still pissed that he had led the Marauders to the Morlocks.
Chapter 4 The quick chase
Wearing nothing but his boots, black jeans, T-shirt and sweatshirt to keep warm Remy groaned as he adjusted his sunglasses, crouching down when he heard a car approach Remy hid and waited until it passed, he had been AWOL for the last twenty minutes and feared every branch that cracked thinking it was Logan, releasing a shaky breath as he climbed a tree and lowered himself to the other side of the wall surrounding the mansion estate. Looking left then right Remy turned to the wall giving it a mock salute then started to make his way down the road that led to town. Coughing as he now walked down the sidewalk he looked around then ducked in an alley, sliding his hands on the rough surface of the brick building, Remy counted, "Forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine..." he grinned looking around he found an old hanger mashing it until it fit into the palm of his hand he started to pry the brick loose, now brick in hand he threw the hanger on the floor and reached into the hole pulling out a key.
Smirking he put the brick back in it's original place, pocketed the key and left the alley, shivering because of the rain, Remy suddenly felt dizzy, ignoring the pain in his head and the streets that were spinning Remy continued down the street until he came to a bus station, entering it he made his way to the lockers, took out his key and opened number forty-nine, taking out a shoulder bag and a black hooded trench coat, he then closed the door and headed for the bathroom, entering one of the stalls he leaned his head against the door and closed his eyes but only for a moment, opening the bag Remy changed his clothes replacing them with dry ones, put the bag across his right shoulder resting it against his left hip then put on the trench coat, with all his thieving tools hidden within, Remy groaned as he checked the hidden pockets, taking out a wad of cash he quickly counted it, then leaned against the door and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Go away..." he whispered, hoping the sudden headache he had would listen. Leaving the bathroom and the bus station Remy looked at his surroundings, put on his hood and disappeared in the shadows.
His teeth were now chattering and he was getting a little hungry, entering a small restaurant he ordered himself some hot tea, and soup, after eating a little he felt a little better Remy looked out the window staring at the pouring rain, then closed his eyes listening to the soothing sound, Remy's eyes suddenly snapped open when the waitress gently shook him, "Sir will there be anything else?"
Remy looked around in confusion then asked for another cup of tea, apparently the Cajun had dozed off, rubbing at his eyes Remy chuckled at the thought, of sleeping in a restaurant, snoring away, the waitress came back with another hot cup of tea and a smile. Remy wrapped his hands around the cup savoring the warmth it gave off. Glancing out the window again Remy growled as he spotted a few X-men walking down the streets, totally drenched looking around the streets, keeping his eyes on them Remy didn't move as he watched Kitty and Jubilee pass by, he could see Kurt running atop the roofs, 'Didn't take them long...' he thought to himself, he hated the thought of being hunted down especially in the rain, he had to leave town fast, reaching in his pocket he laid down a few bills to pay for the meal as well as a tip, as he was about to stand he looked out the window again and cursed, his eyes had just locked with Bobby's. "Merde..." he growled.
Putting on his hood Remy rushed through the kitchen running out the back way, spotting a fire escape that led to the roof, Remy climbed a few crates and grasped the ladder, just as he climbed the first few steps he heard a shout. "Ah shit...Remy wait..." Bobby growled, as he followed him, "Guys he's heading for the roof."
As Remy climbed he tried to charge the railing a few times, cursing when he couldn't, he was tiring fast Bobby had already caught up to him after slipping on the stairs a few times because of the rain. Now on the roof Bobby tried to grab Remy's leg, Remy turned and kicked him in the face. Bobby fell back and was able to stop himself from falling down the stairs, groaning his hand massaging his nose and jaw Bobby watched as Remy pried open a door and reached within his coat slamming the door shut.
He was able to seal it shut with a little flame like torch. Knowing that wouldn't hold them off for long Remy rushed down the stairs and leaned against the wall to try and catch his breath, Remy tried to control his coughing as he started to walk down the stairs.
Bobby groaned as he tried to open the door, "Where is he?" Rogue yelled as she landed, Kurt teleporting beside her with Kitty and Jubilee.
"On the other side of this door..." Bobby growled as he kicked it in frustration. Kurt rolled his eyes as he grabbed Rogue and Jubilee and teleported them on the other side, Kitty ran through grabbing Bobby.
Remy found himself in an office and sighed as he quietly opened the door, and made his way to the nearest elevator, just as the bell rang opening the doors, he heard a crash and people shouting at the commotion as five mutants burst through the office door. Remy sighed and rolled his eyes entering the elevator Rogue locked eyes with him as the doors closed, opening the top panel Remy climbed on top, closing the panel he then climbed up two flights, and entered through a ventilation shaft. Crawling for ten minutes Remy looked down at an intersection within the shaft, forcing his limbs to do as he wanted them to and grasp on to the sides to slowly lower himself so he wouldn't break his neck at the thirty-foot drop. Kicking at the grate below his feet, Remy let himself drop and breathed in the air he was now outside and had a small smile, since the X-men still thought him in the building and were still searching for him.
Looking around Remy hailed a cab and got in, "Where too?" the cab driver asked, Remy thought for a moment, he still needed to pick up a few of his hidden things before he left town.
"The museum mon ami..." he answered leaning his head back and looking outside as the rain poured down on the streets, he spotted Kitty and Jubilee looking up and down the streets to try and spot him, smirking Remy rested his head on the window, in trying to cool himself off he was burning up.
The five stayed where they were under a canopy waiting for Logan and Storm to show up, thankfully the rain had lightened a little when the two adults arrived they weren't too impressed, "Thought Chuck told ya ta NOT chase him..." Logan yelled.
"It couldn't be helped he saw me and ran off..." Bobby answered hiding behind Rogue.
"Last we saw him he was in that building." Kitty pointed to the offices, "That was like fifteen minutes ago."
Logan closed his eyes and inhaled deeply through his nose, "Probably took a cab or something...damnit..."
"If he wanted to leave why stay somewhere where he could be spotted by us?" Storm asked. Logan just shook his head rubbing the back of his neck.
"Jean told us he can't use his powers anymore, then how could he seal that door shut?" Bobby whined still pissed off that Remy had kicked him.
"He can't...what do you mean seal the door?" Logan frowned.
"Well he rushed up a fire escape then kicked me in the face then reached into his black trench coat, went through the door then sealed it..."
"Black trench coat...there wasn't one at the boathouse..." Storm answered.
"He's picking up some of his stuff before getting ready to leave, that has to be it." Logan sighed, then went to a phone and dialed the mansion, telling Xavier to hurry up and try to get a fix on Remy. Logan winced when he slammed the phone back on the receiver.
"What?" Kitty asked.
"Chuck is sending Scott and Jean to help...they just got back from New Orleans..."
"What were they doing there?" Jubilee asked.
"They went to get Remy's father..." Storm answered.
"Yeah and he's pissed that we managed to lose his kid...again, he's yelling at Chuck right now." Logan sighed.
Fifteen minutes later Jean, Scott and Mr.LeBeau arrived meeting the seven X-Men, Logan quirked an eyebrow, Scott sighed, "He insisted..."
"Watch ya mouth boy..." Jean-Luc growled looking around.
"Sir I told you, we'll find your son...it would be better if you went back to the mansion." Scott turned to the man.
"If ya don't shut da hell up, you'll find yourself face first on the floor..." Jean-Luc looked down to Scott forcing him to take a few steps back, "...and what the hell are ya grinning about?" Jean-Luc looked to Logan.
"I can see why Remy admires ya...he hates Scott too..." Logan chuckled.
"How long since ya last seen him?" Jean-Luc asked.
"About half an hour..." Rogue answered.
"Hmmm..." Jean-Luc grunted as he took out his cell and dialed a number, "Justin...Jean-Luc, I need a few favors...oui...my boy's in town he was last seen at Cheshire street, bout thirty minutes ago...ya he's alive...and I want him found...Justin, he be sick...oui merci..." Jean-Luc hung up.
"That easy hun?" Logan asked.
"That easy..." Jean-Luc answered.
"Okay...so knowing how much we're wasting time right now how exactly will Justin find Remy?" Scott crossed his arms.
Jean-Luc stayed silent as he looked up from under the canopy at the clouds above, it seemed the rain wouldn't let up anytime soon, "Exactly how sick is my boy?" he asked lowering his head and looking at the seven X-men, all the students looked at Logan and Storm.
"Chuck didn't tell ya?" Logan sighed.
"Non, he just said dat Remy was sick, I know he'd nevah go to a hospital, even if they promised a room full of naked women or pretty shiny jewels..."
Logan smiled, then looked Jean-Luc in the eyes, "Hypothermia...pneumonia...a little frostbite, it's pretty bad...do ya know about his mental shields?" Jean-Luc nodded, "They broke down last night..."
"What?"
"Don't worry he's back to normal, Chuck helped him to strengthen them...I guess he had enough of us so he decided ta leave..."
"Hn won't head too far if I have anything ta do about it..." he smirked and answered his phone as it suddenly rang, "Oui...where...how long...alright leave him be, keep an eye on him, don't get too close he'll know...contact me if he leaves...oui merci Justin..." Jean-Luc hung up and looked to Scott, "Remy's at the museum..." then turned to Logan, "How do we get there fast, he won't stay there long."
Logan smirked when he turned to Kurt.
Remy groaned as he slowly walked behind the museum, avoiding the cameras. Sliding a metal strip on the key pad, Remy sprayed a liquid revealing fingerprints on the pad, punching a random number with the prints Remy tried a few combinations, and groaned his head was throbbing he so wanted to lie down right now, he waited a few moments trying to think then punched in another code and smiled when the door unlocked, since it was a little past noon, there wouldn't be that much people he hoped, opening the door he walked over to the nearest stairway to get to the second floor, smiling at a few tourists, Remy made his way to a wall pretending to admire the works of art, walking to one of the columns, Remy slowly turned to see if anyone was watching him, which there weren't. Resting his forehead on the column Remy then looked up and climbed wrapping his right arm around the top of the column then pulled on a piece of velcroed fabric the same color as the column, putting the cloth in his pocket he then climbed back down, Remy now feeling dizzy grabbed a nearby display case, so he wouldn't fall, and sat on the bench beside the case, pulling out the cloth from his pocket. Remy removed a passport checked it over, then put it away in his bag and held his head in his hands.
Remy slowly stood and headed downstairs, noticing the people in the museum, tourists, kids on school field trips, security, what caught his eye was the two men standing in the corner, one wasn't paying attention to anything while the other was talking on a cell phone, Remy eyed them curiously. "Yes...no of course not...alright...yeah we'll be waiting...alright talk to you later Justin..."
It could have been just some guy talking to a friend, or a brother but the way he pronounced the name made Remy quickly back off, 'Justin...' he thought to himself, 'Merde..' he looked around. Justin was the Thieve's Guild leader in New-York, while Jean-Luc was New Orleans'.
Quickly making his way to the doors that led outside Remy suddenly had a bad feeling, taking out a small silver object from his pocket Remy moved his hand slightly and placed the object near the entrance where he bolted out of the doors, then slowed as he looked around and recognized a few more members outside waiting for him, "Sorry kid we got orders ta keep ya here..." one of the men answered. Remy glanced behind him as the two men from the museum rushed out.
Remy looked back to the man who spoke, "Why?"
"Don't know Justin just said ta keep you here until he arrives...why don't we go back in get ya out of this rain, Justin said ya were sick..." he slowly walked up the steps, his arms extended to show that he wouldn't harm the Cajun.
Remy looked around, 'Seven in all...' he sighed, 'What is dis capture Gambit day?' he groaned, and slowly nodded his head turning back into the museum, the men following, 'Four, three, two, one...' he sighed as he slid his hand into his sleeve and pushed on a little red button, causing the silver object to explode giving him the time he needed to run off and disappear.
Eight minutes later the X-men appeared outside the museum compliments of Kurt's teleporting. Jean-Luc sighed as he watched the men covered in dust and coughing. Jean-Luc walked up to one of the men, "Damnit didn't Justin tell ya not ta go near him ta stay out of sight..."
"Yes he did, but the boy had already made two of my men, he was running..."
"Will everybody just shut-up..." Logan growled walking around the museum, "I got his scent..." he answered.
"Well find him damnit..." Jean-Luc ordered the man, Logan chuckled as he sprinted off to the back of the museum Jean-Luc following, close behind.
Logan quickly looked around, then growled pressing on his communicator, "Cyke he's heading for Madison bridge...cut him off..." he hissed, picking up his pace.
Still raining hard, Logan and Jean-Luc looked around as they approached the bridge, seeing a figure slowing on the bridge that quickly stopped when Scott, Jean and the others appeared before him, again compliments of Kurt. Remy quickly backed off looking around desperately for a way out, Jean-Luc could hear him as he had trouble breathing, "REMY..." he yelled out, "...don't ya dare tink bout running from me boy..." he warned as he slowly walked to his son, the X-men all stayed where they were, Remy slowly turned at the sound of the voice, blood trickled down his chin.
"Père?" Remy then flinched as he grabbed his head and groaned, then looked up. "What are ya doing here?" he whispered.
Jean-Luc gently grabbed Remy by the shoulders pulling him to stand up straight then grasped his head, forcing him to look in his eyes, "Dey told me you were dead..." he whispered breathing a sigh of relief noticing how pale he was, "Ya have any idea..." Jean-Luc quickly stopped himself, they'd talk about this later, after he'd be taken care of, "Let's get ya back to that mansion...I don' wanna hear no arguments from ya...Remy...Remy?" Remy's legs suddenly gave out as his eyes rolled in the back of his head, grabbing hold of him Jean-Luc gently brought him to lie down on the ground then felt his forehead, "He's burning up..." he yelled at Logan, he as well as the other X-men quickly rushed over.
"Kurt...teleport them back to the mansion, now..." Scott ordered, Kurt quickly touched Remy and Jean-Luc. The X-men followed soon after when Kurt reappeared to get them home as quickly as possible, Hank, Xavier and Jean-Luc were in med-lab tending to Remy.
A few days later Remy's eyes fluttered open, then quickly closed as he moaned out, "I'm sorry Remy I didn't realize you had woken up..." he heard a voice say then a few clicks as the lights were turned off and a heat lamp was turned on. "How are you feeling?" Hank asked laying a hand on his forehead.
Remy didn't answer keeping his eyes closed, Hank sighed as he looked to the man sitting to Remy's left, "Could ya leave us for a moment?" Jean-Luc asked.
Hank nodded and left the two. "If you need me I'll be in the other room."
Jean-Luc stood and leaned down to Remy's head, "Open ya eyes and look at me..." he ordered, Remy slowly opened them and winced at the disappointment in his father's eyes, "You in any pain?" he asked Remy shook his head no, "Ya know ya stopped breathing twice on dat table in the other room...and once when they found ya at that hotel ya were staying at..." Remy didn't say a word, "I just want ta know one thing, why didn't you contact me, two months Remy..." Remy flinched again looking away, Jean-Luc gently grasped his chin forcing his son to look back at him, "...We thought ya were dead, Tante doesn't smile anymore...Henri started drinking heavily, and I haven't had a decent nights sleep...why didn't ya contact me?" he demanded softly. Remy still said nothing as tears were brimming his eyes, "Xavier told me bout that Sinister person, and what he did ta ya and Dr.McCoy showed me the scars all of them...I actually cried Remy, I'm damn well fucken pissed that these people treated ya like this and left ya ta die in Antarctica, you sure as hell didn't deserve it and I will make them pay for it someday, but I'm more angry that you didn't tell me about this torture, you've been through so much ya whole life ya don't need ta go through this shit all alone...no more suffering Remy." Jean-Luc shed a few tears. "You're MY son Remy no one else's I made that clear to ya when I took ya in I love ya and I always will...I was always there for ya when ya were a little boy and I'm still here for you now..."
"I-I didn't mean ta père...I'm sorry..." Remy whispered trying desperately to hold back his tears, Jean-Luc kissed his forehead and hugged him tightly.
"Don't ya ever scare me like that again petite..." Jean-Luc whispered in turn.
After talking for a few hours, Jean-Luc let Remy sleep at that moment Charles wheeled himself beside Mr.LeBeau, "The moment he's able, I'm taking him home..." he whispered, then turned to Charles with an unimpressed look, "Ya do know I'm gonna make ya'll pay for making him go through this right?"
"Yes I had my suspicions...although believe me when I say that we truly wish it hadn't happened...but it did and I'm very sorry..."
"Saying ya sorry don't help ta take away da nightmares..." Jean-Luc looked back to his son, "He ain't gonna trust anyone again, then one day he's gonna grow tired of being sick and always being in pain...and..." Jean-Luc chuckled softly, "I can't even finish dat sentence, I never thought of him ta do something like that, yet Dr.McCoy showed me those scars on his wrists..."
"He said that thinking of you made him stop..." Xavier tried to comfort the man.
"Ya know I actually lost it when ya told me he was dead...I can't go through that again, I ain't strong enough..." Jean-Luc admitted.
Charles was totally speechless. "If there's anything I can do..."
Jean-Luc cut him off, "Oh I think ya'll done enough..."
Charles sighed again giving the man his apologies but before leaving he turned to Jean-Luc again, "He will still need help with his powers, the shields I helped build for him are only temporary...until he can strengthen them himself they won't last long..."
"Mattie can help him with dat she done it before..." he whispered not even bothering turning to the man.
"If she ever has trouble, contact me I'll be happy to help..." Xavier whispered back, Jean-Luc nodded and watched as Charles left the room.
A few days later, Remy was ready to go home, Jean-Luc was on his cell phone confirming their flight back to New Orleans although Remy still refused to see the students who wanted to wish him good-bye especially Rogue, even if he had loved her so much before, leaving him to die in such a cruel way ripped that love for her from his heart, like his father had said no more suffering, he was sick of it, he actually smiled at the thought of going back home. He did however want to see Storm again, when she met him at the mansion entrance in the hall Remy gave her a warm smile and hugged her tightly. "I will come visit you..." she promised kissing his cheek.
Remy leaned back brushing away a few of her tears from her cheeks, and kissed her lips lightly, resting his forehead on hers, "Thank-you..." he whispered. Storm smiled as she hugged him again.
"You are my brother..." she breathed, "Know that I love you..."
Logan smirked at the scene, "You had ta make her cry didn't ya?" Remy chuckled as Storm went to Logan and pinched his arm scolding him, "Ow...alright jeez..." he whined and walked over to Remy, eyeing him cautiously stretching out his hand, Remy looked at the Canadian and smirked grasping his hand, suddenly finding himself wrapped in Logan's arms. "You Gumbo are my best friend, I don't want ta read ya name in the obituaries...is that clear, I'll kick ya ass if I do..."
Remy smirked when Logan released the thief, "Ya won't..." he promised.
Remy then looked to Hank and the Professor nodding his thanks glancing up the stairway he saw at least three dozen students who wanted to say good-bye but with the Professor telepathically telling them to stay where they were, they all stayed put, Scott and Jean each had a hand on Rogue to keep her in place, Rogue however felt her heart break a little, as Remy glanced up the stairway then turned away in disgust, she was so overjoyed when she heard that Remy was alive, and very determined to find him when he had run off, to tell him that she was sorry and now knowing that he wanted nothing to do with her she blamed herself she had always rejected the Cajun's advances when they had met, saying that they would never have a chance in life because of her powers, yet he never gave up in trying, he had always been there for her, to comfort her and show his love to her. Tears streamed down her face as she watched Remy and his father leave through the front doors without a second glance. Remy left the mansion with his father, hoping he could help fix the damage his so called death had caused his family, Remy stepped outside and took a deep breath, Jean-Luc beside him "Ya alright petite?" he asked.
Remy actually smiled and looked at his father, "We going home?" he asked Jean-Luc nodded with a smile of his own, that simple thought of going back to the first real home he ever had with a family that loved him, "Then yeah, I be alright..." he whispered. Stepping to the car, hopefully now his life wouldn't get any worse than it already was. Remy chuckled as he now started to feel a whole lot better.
The End…