Pairing:Nathaniel Essex/ Remy Lebeau
Summary: AU post Antartica. Remy is found by Sinister and taken to his home to recover.
Warnings: Mpreg. SLASH SLASH SLASH and a chance of SLASH. Don't like, get umbrella and shove.
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men or anyone in the Marvel Universe.
They all belong to Marvel except for those that I create in my own little fantasy world
Notes: I don't have a beta, but if you want to be the beta for this story then please contact me.
Prologue
He was so cold. He was quickly loosing all feeling within his limbs, but he kept pushing himself
to walk forward. He knew that the moment he stopped he would be the moment that he
would finally give in to death. He didn't know why he wanted to continue on living,
the X-Men hated him, Rogue dispised him, and his pare had banned him from New Orleans
so he had no place to go. Remy wasn't sure why he didn't just lie in the snow and allow it to
bury him in what was sure to be his final resting place. He wasn't sure of anything anymore, even
whether he was still alive or in his own personnal hell for all his sins in the past.
He stumbled on a steep slope beginning his descent into the snow below him.
So cold.
And suddenly warmth. Hands, arms holding him close to a warm living body. Remy tried to say
something, but found that he couldn't. He then became vaguely aware of a gentle, warm,
familiar voice. Before Remy could identify the owner of the voice, his body finally gave out
as he slipped into comforting darkness.
TBC...