Half an hour had passed since the X-men and the Thieves left in search of Arthur le Scorpion, Mattie had left to do a few errands, Hank, Alexandre and Xavier were conversing in the living room and an extremely bored Rogue looked around the house. Hearing laughter coming from upstairs, she decided to investigate. "How ya feelin'?"
"How ya tink I'm feelin'..." Remy winced as he tried to get comfortable, "Feel like such an idiot, fallin' inta a stupid trap like that...I mean..." Remy suddenly stopped and looked towards the door.
Taking the hint Henri quickly made his way to the door and opened it, "I take it ya bored..." he chuckled then turned to Remy, "...Rem ya feel like a visit?" Henri opened the door wider to let the goth in the room. Rogue smiled shyly as she walked in, hearing the phone ring downstairs, Henri turned to her, "Can ya watch him for little while?"
"Yeah sure..." she answered as she sat in the reclining chair.
"If he starts to nod off, you let him sleep..." Henri warned, and left when Rogue nodded.
"Hi..." Rogue turned to Remy.
"Hi...and befo' ya ask...don't ask how Remy's feelin...please...been shot, poisoned an cut open…throwin up for the last three days...Remy feel like shit..." he chuckled.
"Yeah kinda figured that..." Rogue smiled.
"So what ya and the X-men been up to?" he asked.
"Oh nothin much, school, bullies getting the shit kicked out of them by yours truly, stopping the bad guys you know the usual..." she grinned. "How about you?"
"Ah trainin'...stealin'...da usual...for dis here...Cajun..." Remy smirked as he slowly closed his eyes, his head slowly leaning forward.
"Remy?" Rogue whispered and laughed softly since Remy was now fast asleep.
Trudging through the swamps, a few Guild members rushed over to Jean-Luc, to give out their report, Wolverine and the others listened intently to the men's words. Lapin walked up to his father. "Père...de boys spotted Arthur running somewhere 'round there..." the teen pointed towards the woods, Jacques looked at the trees and had a bad feeling, seeing something move Jacques froze. Squinting his eyes suddenly went wide when he spotted a knife hurled towards them, "Frances..." Jacques yells out and pulled Lapin to him, both falling to the ground. The knife imbedded itself within the tree that Lapin was leaning against.
The X-men as well as a few thieves took action and ran after the figure. Bobby who had stayed behind looked down at Lapin. "Frances?" he chuckled.
"Oh shut up..." Lapin growled as his father helped him up, Jean-Luc grasped the knife and pulled it out of the tree looking at it carefully.
"Is it poisoned?" Jacques asked helping his son up, Jean-Luc spit on the blade, nothing happened.
"Non..." he answered, as he pocketed the knife, "Ya got that funny feeling that something ain't right Jacques?" Jean-Luc asked turning and looked at his brother in law.
"Yeah...don tink we should have left da house..." he answered nervously.
"Relax we got him..." Scott informed.
"Yes Logan is dragging him here at the moment..." Jean smiled, the Guild members all came forward.
Logan pushed the man to the ground, Jean-Luc kneeled down and frowned. "Where's Arthur?" he growled.
"Last I heard ya banished 'im..." the man answered, then smirked evilly. "How's ya boy doin' by the way...heard he got sick..." he snickered, Jean-Luc had heard enough, grabbing the man's shirt Jean-Luc leaned back and punched the man in the face.
"I take it this ain't the guy you're looking for?" Scott crossed his arms.
"There's definitely no one else out there..." Logan assured.
"We were led here deliberately...why?" one of the Guild members asked.
"Da bastard's playin' us...wanted us out of da house...he's afta Remy...merde..." Jean-Luc growled.
About an hour after Remy passed out he woke up groggily to someone shaking him lightly, Remy groaned and glared at whoever had the gall to wake him up. "Time for ya medication chile..." Tante smiled as she sat beside him, a glass of water and several pills in hand, Rogue giggled at the look on his face, tired, pissed and confused all in one. "Now don't you look at me with those eyes..." Mattie smirked.
"Remy...how dare ya look at ya aunt like that..." Rogue chuckled.
"And you girl don't sass my boy..." Mattie warned.
That said Remy glanced at Rogue who was now wide eyed and shied away a bit, Remy started to laugh softly. Smiling Mattie gave Remy the pills and the water, sitting quietly she watched as he slowly sat up and swallowed them. Taking the glass Mattie tucked him back in and left the room.
"How long I been asleep?" He looked to Rogue.
"'bout an hour...Why don't tell me ya still tired?" she chuckled.
"Absolutely chère..." Remy moaned as he got comfortable, then smiled. "Wanna play a card game?" he asked with a pout.
"Well I don't know...that depends on ya knowledge of cards, are ya any good?" Rogue chuckled.
Remy looked at her appalled, "Chère...ya dare ta challenge da prince o' tieves in sayin' he knows nothin bout cards...dat be insultin'...da packs on top of da dresser get them over here..." he ordered and smirked as he moved a little to give Rogue a bit of room to sit on the bed.
The Professor, Alex, Henri and Hank all chatted in Jean-Luc's office, talking loudly and laughing as they exchanged stories and little jokes.
Mattie smiled when she heard laughter come out of Remy's room, she was about to start cleaning up her kitchen, when the doorbell rang. Answering it with a smile Mattie's smile quickly disappeared as she tried to slam the door shut, but the man behind the door forced himself in the house and pushed the old woman to the ground, "What ya want..." she hissed.
Arthur chuckled as he leaned down and whispered in the woman's ear, "Why Jean-Luc's boy of course, heard he got awfully sick...came for a visit."
"Ya lay a hand on 'im and..."
"Quiet ya old bat..." Arthur cut her off, then looked to the French doors of Jean-Luc's office hearing the laughter. Mattie looked to the doors hoping that telepathic man in the wheelchair would pick up on her thoughts.
M'sieu Xavier?
Charles jumped a little at the sudden intrusion in his mind. Yes Miss Mattie...
Please Arthur is in da house he's at da front door...
"Ya have company hun?" Arthur continued, "Ya say one word and I'll slit da boy's throat...I promise ya dat I'll make him die slowly..." he warned, Mattie had only heard the last couple words since she was busy talking to Charles at the moment.
The moment Arthur saw the woman's dazed face he rushed upstairs, the French doors quickly opened, Henri and Hank were at the ready. "He went upstairs..." Mattie cried, Alexandre rushed over to help her up.
Remy let Rogue win a few games, and chuckled at the face she made, "Dat not much of a poker face...chère..." he yawned. Then frowned as he tilted his head toward the door. "What da hell..."
"What?" Rogue looked up then at the door as it was quickly opened and slammed shut.
"How ya feelin boy?" Arthur grinned as he locked the door and pulled on the dresser next to the door tipping it so that it blocked the door. Rogue stood ready to defend Remy.
"REMY..." they could hear on the other side Henri banged and kicked at the door.
"Ya really tink ya a match against me fillette?" Arthur asked as he slowly made his way to her.
"Careful Roguie he got a lot of tricks up his sleeve..." Remy warned wincing as he tried to sit up clenching a few cards in his hand ready to charge them if he could.
"Damnit..." Henri seethed as he and Hank slammed their shoulders against the door to try and open it with no luck. "C'mon..." Henri growled as he went downstairs and outside, Hank following close behind.
"Where exactly are we going?" Hank asked.
"Remy's window, he always sneaks out whenever he has da chance..." Henri hissed, as he climbed up the banister and on the roof to Remy's small balcony.
Rogue smirked resting her fists on her hips, "Listen bub, I may not look like much but I can kick ya ass...easily..."
"Tink ya hanging 'round Logan too much chère..." Remy answered still eyeing Arthur carefully.
"Let me guess, you're here to finish off Remy right?" Rogue asked.
Arthur crossed his arms, palming his daggers "It's too bad really, when I heard of ya miraculous recovery I was a bit disappointed I figured ya'd be a little closer ta death in ya weakened state..." he chuckled.
Remy didn't like the sound of the man's voice, as he was fighting off the dizziness and fatigue that suddenly hit him.
"You alright boy you look a bit pale..." Arthur asked looking at Remy, Rogue quickly turned to see what the man was talking about, in that instant Arthur threw his daggers, Rogue moved in front of Remy one dagger hitting her in the arm, while Remy moved to the right, though he wasn't fast enough the dagger thrown his way imbedded itself a little below the neck. Rogue gasped as she watched the blood quickly pool and drenched the teen's shirt. Not hearing anyone at the door Arthur figured Henri and the others were up to something and so decided to make a quick retreat heading for the window he quickly opened it.
Henri hearing the window open, climbed down and seeing a laughing Arthur punched the bastard in the face, Arthur was launched off his feet and landed on his back, Henri seething with rage glared at Arthur as he slowly stood up, "Dat be a lucky shot Henri, but ya really gonna waste time with me when ya brother's bleedin' ta death ovah dere?" Henri knowing this man very well never broke eye contact suddenly lunged forward and fought with the ex-thief.
Hank following the master thief's son through the window gasped as he saw Remy convulse and clutching at the knife embedded in his throat. "Remy no don't touch it..." Hank ordered as he rushed over pulling the teens hands away from his neck.
Rogue seeing her chance took off her gloves and touched Arthur rendering him unconscious.
Henri looked down at Arthur spitting on the man giving him another kick for good measure then looked up when he heard Hank speak, glancing over at his brother his face immediately paled, pushing the dresser away from the door, Henri yelled out. "Alexandre, get up here now..."
Rogue slowly pulled out the knife from her arm, then looked at Remy worriedly, "Don't touch it Remy...let me see..." Hank spoke in a very calming voice, Alexandre rushed upstairs and gasped. Quickly walking to Rogue he took her knife and examined her wound as well as the blade, Alexandre gave a small sigh of relief as the blades weren't coated with the poison.
"Henri wrap her arm..." Alexandre ordered he opened his bag and took out a sedative, injecting the frantic Cajun on the bed, while Hank still held his arms, Remy's body quickly stopped struggling, "Now dat's lucky..." Alexandre whispered examining the wound.
"I agree..." Hank answered in turn.
"LUCKY...Remy got stabbed in the throat what's so fucken lucky bout that?" Henri growled.
"Missed the artery..." Alexandre answered as he and Hank tried to stop the bleeding.
"Will he be all right?" Rogue asked hopefully watching to make sure Henri didn't touch her skin.
Hank looked to Alexandre who gave a grim look, "Alexandre?" Hank whispered.
"Lost a lot of blood...he's still too weak..." Alexandre shook his head in trying to clear it and concentrated on the knife. "Henri go downstairs and get me the portable cooler now..." Henri raced downstairs. "Hank can ya give that bastard a sedative and drag him out of here and tie him up or something?" Alex asked as he put a little pressure on Remy's neck.
"Sedate?" Hank looked at him and frowned.
"YES SEDATE...we don't have time ta deal with him now, and he was a thief...he can get out of anything...NOW SEDATE THE FUCKER..." Alex yelled handing him a needle and the small bottle, Alex then put his full attention on Remy. Hank easily picked up the unconscious man and brought him downstairs tying him securely to a chair, sighing he measured an amount and injected Arthur, then quickly went back upstairs.
Henri sat the cooler on the floor and opened it, it contained six bags of Remy's blood type. Alexandre had just finished inserting an IV, taking a bag Alex hooked up Remy and watched as the red liquid slowly made it's way down the tube. Hank sat at one side of the bed putting on a pair of gloves and assisted Alex as they removed the knife.
An hour later Alex and Hank breathed a small sigh of relief, as now the youngest LeBeau slept comfortably, with a rasp in his breathing, Hank looked at the knife he now held in his hand. "You're sure it's not poisoned?" Hank asked. To assure the blue doctor Alex dipped the knife in a glass of water by the bed, the clear water quickly turned red. "How could you possibly tell?" Hank questioned.
Alex chuckled, "The blade would, usually with Arthur's poison coating it would have a weird greenish yellow color tint that would make the knife's blade change color, when you dip it in clear water it somehow turns black."
"Heh...interesting..." Hank thought aloud, then looked to Remy. "How long until you know he's out of danger?"
Alexandre shook his head as he started cutting off Remy's shirt. "A few days...at least." He answered as he cleaned off the blood all over Remy with a damp cloth.
Alex and Hank suddenly heard a door slam open, Mattie jumped as Guild members started to search the house, stopping in the den where they glared at Arthur who was still unconscious, the X-men all went to Xavier and sat down quietly as they watched Jean-Luc rush upstairs and into Remy's room. Slowly walking over to the bed Jean-Luc frowned, "What happened..."
"Arthur came into da house, pushed Mattie to the floor rushed upstairs, barred the door and threw two knives one hit the girl in the arm while the other went just below his throat, lost some blood, blades weren't coated...hopefully he'll be all right, we'll only know in the morning when he wakes up...Arthur's downstairs we sedated 'im..." Alexandre answered as he sat himself in the reclining chair and let Jean-Luc sit beside Remy.
Jean-Luc sighed as he suddenly stood and started pacing the room, "Why does everyting have to go wrong with dis boy?"
"It's not his year dat's for sure..." Alex drawled.
"How long til Arthur wakes..." Jean-Luc asked, Alex looked to Hank.
"I'd say about two hours...although it's hard to tell since Rogue rendered him unconscious with her powers." Hank answered as he checked Remy's pulse.
Remy's eyes slowly opened as he heard people talking, well more like shouting. Gurgling Remy tried to speak but found that he couldn't, "Don't try ta talk petite...ya alright?" Jean-Luc quickly sat down beside his son who was looking around his room drowsily, breathing rather harshly, "Da girl's alright...don't worry...Arthur tied up downstairs, dozen tieves surrounding 'im...no way he escape, now calm down..." Remy nodded and slowly closed his eyes, only to open them again.
"What exactly are you going to do with this Arthur fellow?" Hank asked curiously.
"Well banishment doesn't seem to work..." Alex mused.
Jean-Luc sighed as he massaged the bridge of his nose, "Don have much of a choice, dis be da third time he try to kill off my boys...might not get lucky da fourth..."
"You can't really be planning on killing the man..." Hank gasped.
"And what other choice is there...the man's a fellow tief...no jail cell can hold him..." Alex barked.
"Alright, alright all of ya calm down...I'll have him taken to a sealed room within da Guild vaults, he will be thoroughly searched and strapped down where he'll be under constant surveillance, call the leaders we'll have a meeting as to what to do with him..." Jean-Luc informed, Alex nodded his head and left the room to give out his leader's orders to the other Guild members, Hank following close behind.
Jean-Luc then turned to Remy and smirked, "You still getting inta mischief at your age..."
Remy gave a weak smile, "Course...I'm LeBeau...pain...in...ass..." he croaked.
"Hey thought I told ya not ta talk..." he chuckled as he slowly dabbed the dried blood surrounding his son's wound then looked at his eyes that tried desperately to stay open. "Hn...tink those drugs ya on are startin ta take effect...Now ya close ya eyes and try ta get a little sleep..."
"Not...tired..." Remy whispered.
"Ahun..." Jean-Luc chuckled, brushing his fingers through Remy's hair.
"...Awww...Fine..." Remy yawned as he made himself comfortable and closed his eyes. Jean-Luc chuckled as he waited until Remy fell asleep, kissing his forehead frustrated at the thought that he nearly lost his son again Jean-Luc slowly stood and made his way downstairs.
A few hours later now almost two in the morning most of the household was fast asleep, the X-men shared the guest rooms, you could hear a few of them snoring from downstairs, Jean-Luc had just finished making a few calls then joined Charled and Logan in the living room Arthur had long since been taken away.
Covered in sweat Remy suddenly jolted up, 'Stupid nightmare...' he groaned then pushed off the blankets making his way to the bathroom and took a facecloth soaked with cold water laying it at the back of his neck cooling off his heated skin, then sighed as he looked himself over in the mirror. Pulling back on the tape below his neck Remy looked at the knifewound and sighed, "Th-is...s-s-s-uc-ks..." he croaked as he taped the wound back up. Then headed downstairs, his throat felt so dry he wanted comething cold to drink.
While Jean-Luc, Logan and Xavier were talking, Logan quickly looked up as did Charles, turning his head to the door, Jean-Luc followed their gaze and spotted someone slowly walking down the stairs. "Remy what da hell are ya doing out of bed?" Jean-Luc asked with a frown as he stood seeing the person freeze at the stairs then curse out and slowly made his way into the room Jean-Luc sighed as he helped his son sit on the couch. Charles smiled while Logan chuckled doing so made the onyx-eyed teen glare at the Wolverine.
"I'm all right père..." Remy groaned he so hated when people thought him weak and fussed over him.
"Ahun...Ya got shot, poisoned then stabbed...take no genius ta know ya be lying..."
"Jus couldn't sleep das all...and was thirsty..." he sighed.
"Nightmares again?" he asked, when Remy didn't answer that definetly meant yes.
"What are they about?" Xavier asked a bit curious turning his chair to face the two. Remy only shrugged, "You can either tell me about them now or wait until you're at the institute..." Charles smiled.
Remy stared at the man, a bit annoyed he didn't want to talk about it. Jean-Luc chuckled as he made his way to the kitchen and came back a few moments later with a glass of water in hand. "Don't drink it too fast..." he warned as he handed his son the glass, Remy took a few sips, then laid the glass on the table beside him, then sat on the couch a bit more comfortably.
Logan chuckled, "Well pup looks like you've been havin a shitty week..."
"Eh...don't say that again, you'll only jinx me..." Remy sighed as he closed his eyes, and crossed his arms to his chest.
"Well look at the bright side at least your not in a hospital..." Logan smirked.
Remy opened an eye, then closed it. "Still gettin' poked and prodded..." he huffed.
Jean-Luc was leaning against a chair desperatly trying to hold in his laughter.
"Ya know Mattie gonna be furious when she find out you down here…"
"I take my chances…" Remy sighed as his breathing suddenly slowed, both Logan and Xavier quirked an eyebrow, Jean-Luc smirked as he walked into the hall and retrieved a blanket from the closet, draping it over the wounded thief, he then rested his hand on Remy's forehead.
"Don't tell me he's already passed out?" Logan asked leaning forward in his seat.
"Aftah what he just been through ya blame him?" he chuckled.
"Do you know what the nightmares are about?" Charles asked still watching Remy as he slept.
Jean-Luc shrugged, "Oh da usual…either livin on da streets alone, cold, hungry…or that Sinister bastard and what he did to my boy…not ta mention da hallucinations he'll get later…" Jean-Luc ran his hands in his hair, "Ah this whole week been a nightmare…"
"Hallucinations later on?"
"Yup…curtesy of Arthur…kinda strange dey didn't start yet almost been five days…" Jean-Luc thought aloud.
"Well perhaps Remy's mutation counter acts the effects…" Charles answered, Jean-Luc looked at the man in confusion. "Remy has extremely strong shields, perhaps his mental abilities surpass the poison's effects…it might be possible Hank might know…" Charles looked at his watch then yawned, "Oh my, well I believe I'll be turning in, didn't notice it was this late…" Excusing himself Charles guided his chair to his room to get ready for bed.
"You look like hell you know, you should get some sleep, I'll look after gumbo for ya, when he wakes up I'll drag his scrawny ass back to his room…" Logan grinned.
Jean-Luc chuckled then yawned, checking Remy over again, Jean-Luc reluctantly left the living room and headed upstairs, Logan kept a close eye on Remy's breathing the entire night.
A/N: Sorry took so long brain wouldn't work… and currently working on a few sequels from my other stories...might take a little while for next chapter, again sorry in advance…