A/N: here you go all of you true believers

Chapter 9: Water n' Ice

The night passed slowly. It was now close to midnight and kitty and I had not left the couch in the student rec. room. Bobby must have fled the school after their fight because I had not heard nor seen him the entire evening. Shortly after midnight I could hear cars pulling up the drive. Kitty seemed so distraught that she did not even budge as Henry's voice came echoing through the kitchen. His voice became louder as he called my name.

"Rose where are you?" he sounded worried he must have just then found the mess left by Bobby and Kitty's fight.

"I'm in here Hank." lifting my head up from Kitty's shoulder I watched as he came in.

"What happened to the kitchen?" Henry said only just realizing that Kitty was on the couch with me.

"Robert Drake is what happened Henry." I tried to keep from fuming but the emotion was burning me up inside.

He stood in disbelief as Jean Gray walked in behind him. Jean had been confined to the lower levels during the duration of the school year but know that the students had gone the professor felt it safe and necessary to let her integrate with the team. A sense of dawning came over her face as she watched us sitting together. I knew that there were some things that even the most controlled telepath could help but pick up. My hate and malice toward Bobby Drake was one of them. Getting up from the couch I kissed Kitty on the forehead and walked passed them headed toward the garage.

"I need to find out where he went." Hanks eyes went wide and he attempted to place a hand on my arm to stop me. Before he could reach me jean placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't Hank. She needs to do this." I looked back at her and saw a passion in her eyes like fire. She knew what I was going through and for just a second we shared a bond. We would both do anything for the ones we loved. Henry might not have understood but he didn't need to.

When I reached the garage Logan and Marie were just returning from there night out. Smiling at the two of them I grab one of the bikes left after Scoot died and began checking it for fuel. The pair walked up to me and gave me strange looks at my have soaked robe. Logan raised an eyebrow.

"You're not going out have dressed like that are you?" Logan's voice snapped me out of a trance and I realized that I wasn't really wearing anything.

"No I suppose your right. Meet me here in ten minutes." I turned and ran back into the house before he could say anything.

Ten minutes later I emerged from the garage door wearing my full field gear. The leather was a poor idea for tactical purposes but I would have to argue with Xavier about that later. Mounting my bike I waited for Logan to join me.

"So what are we doing exactly/" Logan said cocking one eyebrow.

"Bobby ran out earlier this evening and I need your help tracking him." I turned over the engine and revved it before changing gear and speeding off down the drive. Before following me Logan received a metal message from jean explaining what had happened without any more thought Logan roared his engine and speed after me.

Nearly an hour later Logan and I veered off the road and stopped next to a long stretch of wood. Getting off my bike I looked at Logan quizzically.

"So why are we here?" I said

"This is where his sent is going." Logan turned off his bike and began walking toward the woods.

"Why on earth would he go in here." it didn't make any sense, why would he wander into the wilderness. Walking through the brush I started to notice patches of ice on the ground. "He must have been in a panic to activate his powers so randomly."

"Yeah kid was probably afraid I would be the one coming after him." Logan said take a long drag on hid cigar.

"To bad I'm going to get to him first." I sad looking over my shoulder to Logan. "He'll wish you would have."

Logan smiled and trudged along ahead of me. We had travelled nearly two miles on foot before the trail started to fade. Bobby must have run out of steam as the patches of ice became more of a scattering of water puddles. The trail became erratic. Paths crossed together and swerved from side to side. After another five minutes we reached an impasse. The trail ended at the shore of a large lake.

"You don't think he went in do you?" looking up and down the bank we couldn't find any signs of tracks. "He would do something that dumb would he?"

Logan simply shrugged his shoulders. I knew I was going to regret the decision but I wasn't about to let Bobby cop out on his responsibility buy killing himself. Tightening the collar on my uniform I dove into the water. As soon as I hit the lake my body tensed. I felt like I was being stabbed bye hundreds of sharp knives. I swam as fast as I could for the bottom of the lake. Sure enough I had no sooner reached the lake floor than I started to see trails of ice leading down several meters. Almost at the centre of the lake was a giant ice sculpture of Bobby Drake. Swimming up to him I hold to god that my gloves would protect me from the cold and grasped onto his waist. Hauling him up to the surface of the water. I started to get winded. Several air bubbles escaped my mouth making me panic. I fought to overcome my hysteria just long enough to reach the shore. Half way there I started to tier and my arms wouldn't pump as hard as they were. I cursed my self for never copying an aquatic mutant. Just when I needed my powers most they weren't any good. By the time I had reached shore I could hardly pull my self out of the water before passing out.