Chapter 4 Reunited
Cairo Egypt, Sunday 19th
Arriving in Egypt, Logan and Scott called every hotel there was looking for a Jean-Luc LeBeau. Logan grinned when he found one staying at a classy place, arriving there an hour later, Scott whistled, "If they're staying here you think they might be loaded?"
"I don't give a shit…that kid was violated and if this LeBeau prick had anything to do with it, I'll shred him to pieces…" he growled as he headed for the information desk.
"May I help you sir?" the clerk asked.
Seeing how pissed off Logan still was Scott stepped forward, "Yes a good friend of ours is staying at this hotel, his name is Jean-Luc LeBeau…we were wondering if he was still here…kind of like a surprise visit…" Scott chuckled.
The man eyed them over then checked his computer, "Well he hasn't checked out yet…he's in room 1242…although I couldn't tell you if he's here or not…"
"That's alright…thank-you…" Scott nodded and led Wolverine towards the elevator.
After several minutes had passed, the two X-men found themselves starring at the door, Scott knocked and kept an eye on Logan, A man opened the door and stared at the two, "What ya want?" he asked.
"Are you Jean-Luc LeBeau?" Scott asked.
"Non…who da hell are you?" he asked with a frown.
"We came to speak with a mister Jean-Luc LeBeau…about his son Remy…" Scott answered simply.
The man's eyes narrowed as he grabbed Scott and pulled him in the room, four thieves who were in the room stood up, "What ya know about da boy…" he hissed throwing him to the floor.
Logan grabbed the man from behind and unsheathed the claws in his right hand at the man's neck, Richard froze as did the other four thieves, "Where is Jean-Luc?" Logan growled.
"In da other room ya won't get much out of him…He's sedated…" Richard seethed.
"Sedated…Why?" Scott asked, getting on his feet and rubbing his chest where the thief had grabbed him.
"He was badly injured…Worrying bout his boy wasn't helpin' him get any sleep…where's da petite?" he asked locking eyes with Scott.
"Injured…Wait he didn't abandon him?" Scott asked a bit confused.
"What…non, da boy be his life…" One of the thieves answered.
"Let him go Logan…" Scott ordered.
"What?" Logan asked his claws still at the man's throat.
"Do it…"
"Hey…ya forgetting he's been abused one-eye?" Logan hissed, refusing to release the man.
Richard narrowed his eyes as he rammed his elbow in Wolverine's gut then kicked his legs out from under him rolling away he stood and went on the defensive as did the others in the room, "Ya touch dat boy and ya'll regret ever doing so…"
Scott got in between the thieves and Logan trying to stop a fight from starting, "Whoa wait…we didn't hurt him…" Scott breathed. "Logan is just a bit pissed cause we kinda figured out that Remy was…"
Richard cut the man off, "That happened befo Jean-Luc adopted im…" he growled, "He only trust his père an frère…now where is da boy?" he yelled and looked to the door as it opened. Henri and several other thieves entered and frowned at the strangers in the room, he looked to Richard for an answer. "Dey have Remy…" he spoke up taking a few steps back blocking anyone from entering the bedroom just in case they were after Jean-Luc.
Henri narrowed his eyes as he stared at the two men, "I'll say dis once…" he seethed, "…ya hurt mon petit frère and I'll kill ya slowly…where is he?" he asked calmly.
Scott looked around seeing that they were extremely outnumbered "New-York…" he answered.
"How da hell…why'd ya…" Henri tried to calm down then looked to the door behind Richard hearing a cough and moan, "Dey don' leave…" he ordered as he rushed into the room.
Logan leaned down to Scott's ear, "Think maybe the kid's family is into something normal parents shouldn't be?"
"Yeah…" Scott whispered starring at the bedroom door.
Approaching the bed Henri looked to his father who was drowsily waking up, "Père…" he whispered gently shaking the man.
Jean-Luc took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, "Ya find 'im?" he whispered looking around.
"He might be in New-York…"
Jean-Luc narrowed his eyes, "WHAT?"
"Calm down…not sure, two men are here dey claiming dey have him…" Hearing this Jean-Luc hissed as he pushed the blankets off him, Henri helped him stand and stayed by his side as they slowly walked in the living room.
Jean-Luc breathed heavily an effect of the drugs he was on as he stared at the two men, "Who are ya?" he asked.
"My name is Scott Summers, and this is Logan…are you Jean-Luc LeBeau?" Scott asked, Jean-Luc nodded, Scott sighed as he told them about the X-men and how they helped and rescued mutants, "We thought he had been abandoned, he was filthy and hungry…when we found him…" Scott finished.
"You lie…Remy would nevah allow himself ta be taken by strangers…" Henri growled.
Logan sighed from his spot against the wall. "He didn't we chased him all over town for a couple hours…the kid's what five, six years old…he passed out when we found him and…"
Jean-Luc was beginning to lose patience, "Shut-up…quiet…I don' particularly care what the fuck ya are…or what ya do or whatever…I want my boy back…and you sir are gonna take me ta him…now…" Jean-Luc spoke calmly.
"Alright…we can leave in ten minutes if you're ready, we have a jet at the airport…" Scott answered as he stood up from his seat.
"Dere bettah not be any tricks homme…" Jean-Luc cringed as he stood as well, "Cause if dere are you will regret evah meeting me…" he warned. Scott assured that there wouldn't and led the way out of the room, Jean-Luc follow as well as Henri and six fellow thieves, the others were ordered to return to New-Orleans.
XxXxX
Logan sat beside Jean-Luc, "Well we got about six hours before we get there…so…why was he running the streets alone…where the hell were you?" Logan glared.
Jean-Luc took a breath, "A car crashed in a wall, a pregnant lady was stuck in it…car was on fire…I helped get her out, aftah dat the car blew and threw me six feet away, last thing I remember was waking up a few days later tryin ta remember my name…" he rasped, "Now you answer me dis…what exactly did you people do or say to my boy?"
"Nothing…we just told him that we would take care of him and that he was safe…he kept screaming, crying, kicking and hiding from us…he got extremely attached to Storm one of our teachers…we even tried to let our doctor look at…" Logan wasn't able to finish his sentence as Jean-Luc cut him off.
"Non ya didn't…" Jean-Luc cringed glaring at the man.
"What?"
Jean-Luc sighed as he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, "Remy be scared of doctors…"
Logan quirked an eye, "How come?"
"He won' tell me, but I got a few ideas…probably has ta do wit someone touchin' im…he don' like people touchin' im…"
"Yeah we kinda learned that the hard way…"
"What?"
"One of the teens snuck up behind him and started tickling his side…kid's got a pretty good right hook…" Logan snorted.
Jean-Luc sighed as he massaged the bridge of his nose, "Just a few more hours petite…" he whispered.
XxXxX
"REMY…" Storm called out, as she searched the mansion for the boy.
"Don't tell me he's scared of you now?" Jean asked walking into the room a smile on her face.
"No I haven't seen him for nearly three hours…I'm getting a bit worried, can you sense him?"
Jean closed her eyes for a moment and concentrated, "He's hiding in the library…" she smiled "Want some company when you go get him?"
"Not at the moment…" she sighed sitting in a chair.
Kitty and Jubilee entered the room sitting on the couch. "Hey Storm where's the little guy?" they asked looking around.
Jean turned to the girls, "Hiding as usual…"
"Aww poor sweetie…" Jubilee sighed then frowned when Bobby plopped down beside her.
"What?"
"You scared him that's why he's hiding…you jerk…"
"I didn't know…jeez give me a break…" he defended himself then turned to Storm, "The Professor wanted me to tell you that Scott and Logan are on their way with the kid's father and brother…and they are pissed…"
"What are they mad about, I thought Remy's father left him…" Kitty was cut off when Bobby shook his head no.
"There was an accident…his pops got badly hurt or something like that they got separated…"
Jean took in a breath, "Maybe we should tell Remy that his father is on his way…"
"Not yet I want him to stay where he is until they arrive…with his behavior the last few days he might run away in fear that he'll be left behind again…" they heard from the hallway, Charles frowned a bit at the thought of them taking this small child away from his father. "I just hope he doesn't run when they meet…" he whispered.
XxXxX
Jean-Luc cringed as he stepped off the platform and slowly walked out to find himself in an underground hanger, Henri looked at his father and frowned, "Ya alright père?" he asked, gesturing to four of the six thieves to stay near his father, just in case he came crashing down.
Scott who was leading turned to Henri, "Is he alright?"
"He will be…fucken drugs…don' mean ta be rude homme but could ya hurry up…"
Logan chuckled as he opened the door that led to the elevator and up into the mansion.
Once the doors opened the thieves stepped out and looked around they were greeted by a man in a wheelchair and a red-haired girl, "Welcome I am Professor Charles Xavier…which one of you is Jean-Luc LeBeau?"
"I am, where's my boy?" Jean-Luc stepped forward, Charles tilted his head a bit and smirked sensing the fear and worry radiating from the man, "This way…" he gestured leading them all towards the library.
Meeting a few mutants on the way they stopped in front of two doors with a gold plated plaque attached on the wall informing any new student that this room was the library, Storm was in the room sitting quietly in a chair by the door.
Logan stepped forward and opened the door, gesturing for Jean-Luc to enter first, stepping forward he quickly looked around glancing at the white haired lady by the door he turned his head and spotted a shadow cowering under one of the tables, releasing a shuddering breath, Jean-Luc walked forward, "Remy…" he breathed.
Remy sighed as he heard someone whisper his name lifting his head he turned to the sound, his eyes widened when he saw his father. Hesitating for a moment since he thought he had been abandoned again, he watched as his father quickly made his way to him, the look on his face Remy had never seen him like this before he took a deep breath and got out of his hiding spot and ran towards him.
"PAPA…" Remy screeched as he ran into his arms, Jean-Luc had fallen to his knees, tears in his eyes as he wrapped his arms around him tightly he cradled his son to him and kissed his cheek, "Why'd y-a le-ave me…don-'t ya w-ant me n-o mor-e?" Remy cried.
Jean-Luc held him tighter, "Non, non dat not what happened petite…ya too precious to me…I'd nevah let ya go, love ya so much…I got lost Remy…I was so scared I'd lost ya…ah mon dieu are ya alright, ya hurt?" he asked leaning back, tears freely rolling down his cheeks. Remy looked at his father in awe he had never seen the man shed a tear before.
Storm and the others either had smiles or tears in their eyes at the sight she took a few slow steps forward, "I take it you're his father then?" she asked.
Jean-Luc turned his head and slowly stood with Remy in his arms holding onto him for dear life. "Ya look aftah my boy?" Storm smiled as she slowly nodded her head her eyes widened when Jean-Luc wrapped his right arm around her in a gentle hug, "Merci madame…I don know how ta thank ya don' know what I'd done if I'd lost my boy…anything ya want name it it's yours…" he promised stepping back rocking Remy in his arms.
Henri approached beside his father to grasp the back of Remy's head, Remy looked up at him, "Mon dieu can't keep out of trouble hun?" he chuckled, "Ya alright petit frère?" he whispered kissing his forehead.
"Oui…" Remy whispered resting his head on his father's left shoulder. His hands grasping the man's shirt.
Half an hour later the LeBeau's now sat in the rec room, Jean-Luc and Remy still refused to let go of each other. "Again I apologize about the misunderstanding… if we had known…" Charles was for once lost for words as he watched father and son, "I suppose you'll be heading home now?" Charles asked.
Jean-Luc's eyes widened, "Mon dieu…" he breathed looking at his eldest son, "Ya contact Tante?"
"Ah merde…" Henri growled, as he took out his cell and dialed home.
"Tante?" Storm asked.
Jean-Luc chuckled, "Oh she be everyone's mère back home…" he whispered, then looked to Henri as he seemed to be arguing with someone on the phone hardly able to put a word in on the conversation, though everyone in the room could hear it loud and clear.
"I DON' CARE PUT DA CHILE ON DA PHONE…YA HEAR ME HENRI, I SWEAR IF YA…"
Henri winced as he held the phone to his chest to muffle out the noise the moment he took it away the yelling would continue, Jean-Luc chuckled as he rested his lips against Remy's temple and whispered in the boy's ear, "Tink Tante missed ya?"
Remy smiled, "Oui…"
"Tant…TANTE…calm down I can't give im da phone if ya gonna be screamin'…" he told the woman getting her to keep quiet, Henri then rolled his eyes and looked to his father, "Ya know she gonna give us a wuppin when we get back non…" Jean-Luc only laughed softly as he watched Remy take the phone and hold it to his ear.
"'ello…"
"Oh mon ange…praise be, ya alright, ya hurt?...if anyone hurt ya you tell Tante an she'll make them wish dey hadn't touch you…"
"M'kay…" Remy whispered.
"Ya safe wit ya père?"
"Oui…"
"Ah…" she breathed, "Tante nearly went crazy when dey tell me you went missing…when ya get home ol Tante's gonna smother ya wit kisses…" she chuckled when she heard him giggle. "It's good ta hear ya laugh mon ange, now ya hurry home ya hear…miss ya so…"
"Miss ya too Tante…"
"Love ya…" she whispered trying to hold back her tears.
"Love ya too…" Remy grinned as he handed the phone to his father, Jean-Luc spoke a few words to the woman telling her that they'd be home in a few hours.
After thanking Storm and the Professor yet again, the LeBeau's and the six thieves were flown back to New Orleans.
XxXxX
When they arrived back to their home, Remy was the first through the door, "Tante…" he called out looking for the old woman, "Tante…" he called out again then turned to the door as his father and brother entered the house, "Tante's not here papa…" he sighed, Jean-Luc smirked as he saw the old woman slowly make her way downstairs.
"Ya sure ya checked everywhere petite?"
"I called out her name and she didn't answ…" Remy's eyes grew ten times their size when he heard that sweet voice.
"My lord in heaven my angel's back home…" she smiled kneeling down.
"TANTE…" Remy screeched running into her arms giving her a big hug.
"Oh my sweet chile's home…" she repeated closing her eyes and kissing the top of his head.
Remy leaned back looking her in the eye, "M'sorry Tante wanted ta get you something in Egypt but didn't get ya anyting."
"Oh chile you're all I need…you be my present you just what ol Tante wanted…" she whispered kissing his cheek and holding him tightly. "Don' ya evah scare ya ol Tante like dat 'gain…" she released a shuddering breath. She then leaned back eyeing him over, "Ya okay?"
"Ahun…" he whispered.
Henri chuckled as he leaned close to his father, "I take it ya not gonna go an anymore trips any time soon?"
"No way in hell…" he chuckled as he sneaked up behind his youngest and gently lifted him in his arms, "Come 'ere petite, you an me need ta have a little talk…"
"I not in any trouble am I?" he asked with a pout.
"Non…" Jean-Luc whispered entering the living room and sitting in the recliner with Remy in his lap, "Now…ya listen very carefully petite, ya listenin?"
"Oui…"
"I got ya attention?"
"Oui…"
"Good…first of all ya evah get lost again ya call home alright?"
"Oui…"
"And second…now I want ya ta get dis through dat little head of yours alright…We…love you very much an would never…I repeat nevah…abandon ya…ya understand me?"
"Nevah?" Remy looked up.
"Not for all da money or jewels in da world…anyone tries ta hurt ya you tell me…alright?"
Remy slowly nodded, Jean-Luc took a deep breath and leaned his son against his chest resting his chin on top of the boy's head, "Papa?"
"Mmmm?"
"Ya mad at me?"
"Non…but I got really scared when I couldn't find ya…"
"You were scared?" Remy asked amazed.
"Oui…tought ya might be hurt…or taken don't want ya running da streets like ya did befo…nevah again my little tief…" he chuckled kissing the side of his head when he heard Remy laugh softly at the little thief comment.
Rocking his son in the chair Jean-Luc sighed a small smile on his lips as he held Remy tightly trying to forget the thought of almost losing him not even noticing that they were being watched.
Knowing very well if the boy was ever taken away from this family it would quickly fall apart, "Dat boy be a blessin'…" she smirked, "Praise be for sendin dat angel to dis home…" Mattie whispered and began humming away to an old song her mother used to sing to her when she was little. She smiled as she turned to the kitchen to start on dinner, happy that her family was home safe yet again.
The End…
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