I stood standing in the dark. I cannot process what's going on. I remember yelling at Emma. Then there was a lard crash and then a thud. I remember hearing my daughter's voice. I saw her fall.
For the first time in months I knew what I was doing. I ran to my fallen daughters side and took her into my arms like I did to her mother many times before. I just let her cry into me like always. I don't know what to say. Normally jean would take care of this. She would say that everything's all right and, "That was wrong," with a big wink added on.
I hear a groan in the far corner. I remember that Emma was knocked unconscious. I start to get up but Rachel wont budge.
"Don't leave me," she whispers still crying.
"I'm just going to go and get Hank Rachel," I tell her trying to get up again. "I'll be right back."
"That's what she told me and she's not," Rachel said.
"Who told you that?" I asked her.
"Before she died she told me that she we be okay and that everything would be fine! She's not here and everything is not fine!" Rachel said yelling.
"Who Rachel? Who told you this? Was it someone from your time who told you this, Storm or Kitty? Did you have a bad dream and your telepathy is off and you don't know if it's your thoughts or someone else's?" I asked her.
"Mom told me," she whispered and she started to cry again. Her mother, her wonderful, gracious, kind and loving mother. I miss her so much. I only want to hold her one more time. To see her face again, I would be so happy. All that does is keep you wishing for more and more that's not the kind of life that can lead. I need to be strong for everyone, the team, and Rachel. Most importantly Rachel. It's so hard to though. I just want to die. I don't want to go on anymore. Knowing what I did and what happened to me. I can't believe what Emma did to our relation ship. I just hate her so much know.
"Rachel I will never leave you alone. I will come back," I tried to say to her. "Wait here. I'll be back in one minute I promise. Will you be okay?" She just nods her head. I leave quickly, down the hall turn left, one, two, third door on the right. I knock hoping that the person answers.
The door opens rather fast. There standing there is the residential blue fuzzy German speaking elf. His eyes are glowing in the dark.
"Was ist los?" he asks me in German. Normally I would be what the hell is that but I've gotten very used to it, hearing Russian and German everyday between him and Colossus.
"I need you to come with me," I tell him. My voice is back to its usual seriousness and commanding.
"Lead the way, mein freund," he tells me. I lead him back to my room. There she was crying in a heap. "Mein Gott."
"I need you to stay with her. She accidentally threw Emma into a wall and then she started crying like something came over her. I'm going to go get Hank. I'll be back ASAP," I instructed him.
"It is good to have you back, mein freund," Kurt said.
"Thanks. Just watch over her," I tell him leaving.
"One more thing. Did she accidentally do it?" he asked me.
"What do you think now I seriously need to go," I told him and I ran out.
I AM SO VERY VERY VERY SORRY FOR NOT DOING THIS CHAPTER SOONER. I WILL DEFENTLY UPDATE SOON. SO PLEASE PUT AWAY THE PITCH FORKS! I HAVE FEELING TO YOU KNOW. AND ONE OF THOSE FEELINGS IS NOT BEING STABED WITH PITCH FORKS! SO SEE YOU NEXT UPDATE. OH AND REVIEW OR I'LL TAKE EVEN LONGER TO UPDATE.
