Chapter 5 The Chase
Remy was sleeping soundly on the couch Xavier had his hand to the teen's forehead and concentrated in trying to block out his past. Jean and Rogue stayed in the living room watching the Professor, Storm was in the kitchen trying to calm Mattie down, while Scott, Logan and Bobby where outside walking around the yard, Hank and Alex were trying to figure the dosage of the drugs that they were to give Remy.
Taking a deep breath Xavier slowly opened his eyes and gave a small smile, "Professor?" Jean leaned forward in her seat.
"He'll be alright for now…the rest is up to Remy if he can overcome the poison's effects he should pull through…"
The girls breathed a sigh of relief at the news and headed into the kitchen to try and cheer up Mattie, a few minutes later Henri arrived rushing in the house with three of his men, looking at the damage Remy had caused, "Tante…" he called out. When she emerged from the kitchen he quickly eyed her over, "Where's Remy?"
"Living room…" she whispered. Henri turned to his men ordering them to stay by his side, then entered the kitchen, "You alright?" he asked.
"Yes…"
Henri shook his head, then looked up as one of his men entered the kitchen, "Henri…I think Remy's waking up…"
Standing he made his way to the living room only to see Rogue sitting beside Remy.
"Hiya bright eyes…how ya feelin'?" Rogue smiled laying a hand on his arm.
Remy blinked a few times and looked around "How did I get here?" he asked.
Rogue tried to think of how to explain. "Well…You walked here…and…"
Alex sighed, "You were hallucinating kiddo…"
Remy looked to Alex then frowned when he noticed the guild members, "Okay…I take it sometin' happened if they're here…" he chuckled, "I highly doubt ya'll came here ta visit little ol me…" he groaned.
The men chuckled and grinned when Mattie brought them each a cup of coffee. Remy groggily got off the couch and walked up the stairs, "Ey where the hell are you going?" Henri latched one of Remy's arms.
"My room what's it look like…"
"You stay down here…"
"Ya can't be serious…"
"Don't start with me…ya startin' ta see things, I want someone ta keep an eye on ya…"
"You're a pain in the ass ya know that?"
"Ya just figure that out now…and père always say you're a clever little thief…ha!"
"Oh shut-up…" Remy grumbled as he sat on the steps and rested his chin on his fist.
Three hours had passed and Remy was bored out of his mind the X-men were searching the city with Logan in the lead, Henri was working in his father's office and the three guild members kept an eye on Remy while playing a game of cards. Remy sighed as he pretended to go in the kitchen but snuck upstairs to his room, "I want someone ta keep an eye on ya…" he imitated Henri's voice, "Pffft, grew up on da streets, been living alone in Paris for near a fucken year, got tortured by…Ech…" Remy shuddered at the thought and refused to finish that sentence. "Been takin care of myself since I was four…I could handle Arthur no problem…if I weren't sick…" Remy mumbled then heard people coming up the stairs, "Can't I have five minutes to myself jeez…" Remy growled as he made his way to his window. "Leave me da hell alone…" Remy hissed as he climbed out of the window and onto the roof, leaning against the chimney Remy tilted his head back and looked at the cloudy sky above him.
"Ya think it wise ta be up here little thief?" the eldest of the members asked as he climbed up on the roof, and approached Remy.
"I'm fine Vincent…I'm just pissed at being takin care of and everyone fussin ovah me…"
Vincent chuckled, "Dey just worried bout ya petite…you have been havin a shitty year…" he smirked.
Remy laughed softly. "Yeah no kiddin'"
Vincent sighed as he leaned against the chimney, "So what's on ya mind?"
"Why da hell would Arthur go through all dis ta kill me off?"
"Don' know he's takin an awful big chance…" Vincent looked to Remy.
"Yeah he is…" Remy whispered when an idea popped in his head and an evil grin graced his lips.
"Ey wipe that look off ya face you are not leaving dis house…" Vincent warned.
"What?" Remy looked at his fellow thief with an innocent look.
"I ain't kiddin LeBeau…" Vincent sat up glaring at the teen.
"I didn't do or say anything…stop yelling at me…I get enough of dat from Tante…" Remy pouted and crossed his arms.
Vincent chuckled, "No wonder your père's getting gray hair jeez…and my wife's wondering why I don't want any kids…" he smirked.
"You're hilarious homme…" Remy smirked.
"That's what I've been told…now get your butt off dis roof and inta the house it's startin ta rain and da last ting ya need is ta get sick…again…now…go…move…" Vincent nudged the thief up and towards his bedroom window.
Remy sighed as he climbed down, 'How da hell am I gonna get out of dis house?'
Remy was sure that since Arthur had made his miraculous escape he'd probably have the house watched so he could get another chance to finish the job, so all he needed to do was lead them somewhere were he had the advantage then maybe he could get a good night's sleep and his père could relax a little, God only knew he'd been through a lot of stress this year.
'How ta trap Arthur…he'll want ta finish me off himself that's for sure he'll probably take pleasure in it...' Remy snorted as he made his way into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of juice.
Vincent watched him from the hallway, 'That little bastard's planning something…damnit…' he groaned as he went to have a little chat with Henri.
'Can't be anywhere crowded, Arthur don't give a shit bout anyone but himself…' Remy continued as he glanced up and sensed that someone was frustrated at the moment, Remy chuckled. "Good old Vincent…" he smirked as he picked up a carrot and started to chew on it quickly making his way into the living room he turned on the television and sat on the couch resting his legs on the coffee table. Pretending to have his attention on the screen Remy watched with the corner of his eye as Henri lean against the doorframe.
Slowly entering the room Henri nudged Remy's legs off the coffee table and sat down on said table, "Whatevah your plannin' petit frère, it ain't gonna work, if need be they'll tackle ya at da door, I ain't kiddin." He assured gesturing to the three thieves who were to watch him.
"I'm just sittin here watchin tv…" Remy yawned.
Henri frowned, "I don't care if ya talking to da pope…don't try it…I'm warnin' ya…"
"Oh for da love of…fine jeez I'll just sit here waitin' until Arthur comes ta slit my throat…" Remy grinned as he watched his brother shook his head his hand over his eyes.
Henri locked eyes with Remy, "Remy I know as well as anyone how stubborn ya are, I know ya can take care of yourself…but your sick…Alex cut inta ya ta help ya breathe…you've been stabbed, shot and poisoned, ya need ta rest yourself, if ya push yourself too hard your body will give out on ya…ya wanna worry père even more?"
Remy looked down, "Non…I'll stay put…" he whispered.
"Good…now stop being a pest we'll find Arthur before long…" he smirked and ruffled Remy's hair. Remy swatted at his hands and frowned. Grabbing a blanket Remy laid down on the couch and made himself comfortable, an hour had passed the men who were to watch Remy hadn't seen him leave the room, yet when Henri stepped in to check on his brother, "That son of a bitch…I'll kill him…" he growled out, as he lifted the blanket only to find a few pillows underneath, and the window wide open.
Remy ran through the swamps as fast as his body would let him, clad only in dark blue jeans, a pair of boots and a long sleeved brown shirt under a black t-shirt, figuring he had run long enough Remy slowed his pace and bent down resting his hands on his knees taking long deep breaths. He looked around at the mist that was forming since it was drizzling rain at the moment, "Okay I'm out of da house…now what…" he groaned, as he glanced over his shoulder, grinning Remy sprinted towards the trail that led to the city. Knowing very well that three shadows were following him. Remy slowed his pace a little as he was already starting to tire, 'I just hope I have enough energy to outrun dem long enough, ta get there.' He frowned as he ducked under a low branch.
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While Vincent was driving, the other two thieves were in the back looking at the streets hoping they would spot the youngest LeBeau. Henri was on the phone, trying to calm down his father who was at this very moment for lack of another word pissed off. Henri held the phone away from his ear in order to save his hearing. "Père…père calm down, Remy may be a brat but he ain't stupid…yes I know but…the way he spoke before he disappeared tink he's planning something…non…oui …alright…" Henri sighed as he hung up, "He is so grounded…" Vincent chuckled as he pulled into a street, "Take the third right…" Henri instructed.
A few minutes later, Henri stepped out of the car and greeted his father who didn't seem too impressed, "Remind me ta attach a bell on dat boy…" he ground out. "Found dem down da road…" he gestured to the X-men.
Who looked extremely bored, "Hey…if you're here who's watching Remy?" Scott asked sitting up.
"Remy ran off and will most definitely get his legs broken when I find him…" Henri sighed.
"Any ideas where he's headed?" Logan approached the group.
"I have one…" Jean-Luc sighed as he crossed through a field and headed for the swamps.
"So where we heading?" Logan asked quickly catching up.
"There are a couple old shacks and such near here, Remy always played there when I told him not too, if he's doing what I think he's doing he'll want ta go somewhere where he knows the area very well…with no people around."
"That's smart…"
"Smart…where da hell have ya been the last few days…This stupid little stunt of his is probably gonna get him killed…" Jean-Luc huffed as he picked up the pace, hoping that they weren't too late.
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Remy smirked as he spotted a tiny rundown shack before him a hand too his ribs he slowly walked into it and looked around, spotting a few of his little hiding places where he used to hide his little treasures and such, chuckling at how much his father had scolded him every single time he had caught him sneaking off to play here, he had been grounded and spanked so many times it was hard to keep count. And those little speeches 'I don wanna see ya out here evah again, ya understand me…stay out of the swamps…ya have any idea how badly hurt ya could get here or eaten by gators, bitten by snakes…' Remy grinned at the memory then tilted his head as he sensed at least a dozen people nearby heading in his direction.
"Merde…" Remy whispered as he spotted the Thieves and X-men walking down the old road that led here. "They too damn early…"
Jean-Luc released a shaky breath when he saw Remy lean against the shack looking at his hands. "Remy?" he called out and frowned when he noticed him clawing at his arms. "Damnit…" Jean-Luc growled as he sprinted towards the shack the others in hot pursuit.
"What's da matter?" Logan yelled out.
"Remy's seeing things again…"
Everyone slowed down as they approached him, "Get it off…" he whispered as he again looked around.
"Get what off pup?" Logan approached.
"Can't get the blood off…" Remy cringed as he ran his nails on his skin.
"He's not gonna blow up something else is he?" Bobby stood behind one of the thieves.
"Shut-the hell up…" Henri hissed as he approached his brother slowly, "Remy…Remy look at me…"
Remy glanced up, "It won't come off…"
Hank and Logan took a few steps forward, but stopped when Jean-Luc spoke up, "Don't go near him…" he ordered as he slowly walked around to Remy's left.
Remy kept looking around looking quite frightened. "He won't listen père…" Henri whispered.
"Try ta distract him while I get behind…" Henri nodded as he called out to his brother again, Remy quickly looked up, Xavier frowned as he saw the fear in the boy's eyes, and sensed three intruders hidden to his right.
Logan suddenly looked around, "What the?"
Jean-Luc quickly wrapped his arms around Remy's chest, Remy started to struggle "There's no blood Remy calm down…" he whispered in his youngest son's ear.
"It won't come off…" Remy shuddered, then pushed his father to the ground Remy grabbed the knife Jean-Luc always kept strapped to his belt, charge it and threw it at their hidden unwelcomed guests hidden a few feet from the shack. The knife imbedded itself in a tree the knife blew up throwing the men to the ground, as they fell to the ground Remy rushed towards Arthur who looked at him in awe, lunging at the bastard Remy grabbed the man's arm and rammed his elbow in his jaw, moving his left leg he then twisted Arthur's arm and flipped him over his back, landing hard on the ground, Arthur struggled to breathe as Remy slammed his knee in the man's throat, "See how you like not being able ta breathe for a while, ya fucken bastard…" Remy hissed, and released Arthur when he passed out. Then stood and kicked him for good measure, Vincent and a few others apprehended the three and dragged them out of the swamps.
Jean-Luc's eyes narrowed as he slowly stood, Remy looked away as he saw the disapproving look in his father's eyes, "Look at me…" he ordered, Remy lifted his eyes, "Don't ya evah use yo'self like dat again…" Jean-Luc barked.
"What are ya yellin' about it worked didn't it…" Remy protested.
"Did you hit your head boy…You're not of sound mind Remy what do ya think would have happened if ya actually had started hallucinating again…" Remy kept his mouth shut at the fear he could see in his father's eyes, "I nearly lost ya once boy…and it nearly killed me…" Jean-Luc whispered.
"Just wanted dis all over with papa…" Remy looked at his feet, "I'm sorry…" he whispered.
Jean-Luc sighed, "Come 'ere…" he ordered, Remy slowly took a few steps forward, Jean-Luc grasped his youngest son's face locking eyes with him, and pulled him into a hug, Remy gave a small smile thinking he'd gotten away without any sort of punishment
"Wipe dat grin off ya face you're grounded boy…" Jean-Luc smirked as he leaned back looking at the look on Remy's face, "Home…now…" he ordered as he nudged Remy forward, Remy slumped his shoulders in defeat and glared at a laughing Henri as he passed him.
A few days later the X-men were all set to return back home, Arthur's sentence had long since been carried out no one would ever be harmed by that man again, the moment Remy was given a clean bill of health he would be sent over to Xavier's where he would have so much fun in tormenting so many people.
Xavier was talking to Jean-Luc on the porch while the rest of the X-men were waiting outside.
Remy chuckled, "So ya enjoy ya visit in N'arleans?" he asked Rogue.
"Oh sure I just love getting stabbed in the arm by some psycho…we should do visits like this more often…" Rogue gave a small smile. "Can't wait what happens when ya come back to the institute…"
"Oh I got a lot of tings planned for that…" Remy gave a wicked grin, "Startin' wit one eye ovah dere…"
Rogue snorted, "Please tell me when whatever blows in his face will happen…I have too see that…"
"But of course chère…wouldn't want da lady ta miss out on all da fun…" Remy laughed.
Xavier wheeled to the two, "Well Remy it's been an interesting visit…I'll see you in several months…"
"Dat you will…" Remy chuckled and watched the X-men piled into the van. Henri looked to his brother as they stood at the doorway waving as the X-men drove off, "What ya grinning at petit frère?"
"Ya tink they'd learn from da last time…" he chuckled as he took out four wallets from his pocket. "Tink I'm gonna have fun at the institute next year…" he grinned as he entered the house.
Henri smirked as he shook his head, "You be lucky dey don't strangle ya in ya sleep…" he chuckled as he closed the door behind him.
Remy turned from the steps, "Dat's da whole point Henri…what's da fun if dere be no challenge…"
Henri quirked an eyebrow, "Ya want a challenge let's see how fast ya can run wit two broken legs…you little prick…" he snorted taking a step forward.
"What I do?" Remy took a step back.
"What ya do, ya run out in the rain while ya sick getting us all worried, I told père I'd break ya legs so come 'ere…" Henri ran up the stairs after his brother who slammed the door of his room shut, trying his best in keeping it closed while Henri pounded on it.
Jean-Luc sighed as he read the newspaper in the kitchen sipping at his coffee, with a small smirk forming on his lips. It had been a while since he'd heard those two argue…it was music too his ears, sighing he folded his newspaper grabbed his coffee and headed towards his office to get a little work done but not before yelling at his two sons to shut the hell up.
The End
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