Chapter 3
Hank approached. "I'm sorry to ask this but since he is unconscious at the moment…and you mentioned that he is afraid of doctors would it be alright if I examined him…"
Jean-Luc sighed knowing this question was coming, "Remy's very healthy M'sieu…he had a check up not more den a month ago…"
"I quite understand the annoyance but he is a mutant and sometimes after using his powers the body can hint on various clues into helping the student into controlling their powers…" Hank pressed.
"Alright but ya do anything I don like ya gonna be sorry homme…" Jean-Luc warned. "And ya will stop da moment he wakes up…"
"Yes of course…and I'm only doing a routine physical…blood test…checking his joints, lungs and heart…" Hank specified to try an ease the father's mind a bit. Jean-Luc sighed as the three x-men led the LeBeau's to the med-lab, Jean-Luc gently laid his son on one of the beds and sat beside him watching everything the blue furry doctor was doing. "Now Charles said that his eyes were red on black I believe…"
"That they are…he can easily see in da dark…bright light hurts him though…"
"Amazing…" Hank smiled then slowly lifted the boy's sleeve and froze when he turned the arm in his hand, the small miniscule scars bothered him as he gently ran his fingers on them he quickly lifted the boy's shirt and glared at Jean-Luc, "Could you please explain these." He frowned.
"Not really…Remy still refuses ta talk about dem…" Jean-Luc answered with a small hint of sadness in his voice.
"Do you have an idea on how he received them?" Hank asked in an angry voice not seeming to believe the man.
Jean-Luc narrowed his eyes at the sound of the doctor's tone of voice, "Yea…five years ago my boy was taken from me by da same man dat killed my wife…fo two years he be living off da street…stealing whatever he could and rummaging through garbage cans ta look for food…now get rid of that little glare in ya eyes and don even think about pointing that little claw at me in blame…I love my son very much an if anyone tries ta hurt him they'll get a brief visit from me befo da cops find em dead da next morning…" Jean-Luc barked, "He don trust no one…he don' like doctors cause dey have ta touch im ta examine im…ya goin along wit what I'm saying here homme…" Jean-Luc yelled his eyes blazing daring the doctor to say something else.
"Mr.LeBeau please calm down…" Charles spoke softly.
Hank seeing the love and determination to protect the boy in the man's eyes, took a deep breath, "I'm sorry I must apologize…it's just that he's very young and…" Hank shook his head to try and clear his mind, Jean-Luc cut him off.
"Ya can't stand da thought of anyone doing dat to da petite, my thoughts exactly which is why I be very protective of my boy."
Hank sighed as he gave a small smile, "Yes…again I must apologize for my rudeness…" Jean-Luc waved him off as he sat back beside Remy and watched the doctor as he continued to examine the nine-year old, and took out a syringe to collect a little blood.
XxXxX
An hour and a half later Remy slowly woke up finding that he was sleeping on a couch in the rec room, his head pillowed on his father's leg. "Well dat was a long nap…ya feel any better?" Jean-Luc asked with a small smile as he ran his fingers through the boy's hair. Remy yawned and rubbed at his eyes, "Ey I asked ya a question…" Jean-Luc smirked wickedly, Remy grinned as he kept his mouth shut. "Ya not gonna answer me?" Jean-Luc looked as if he were in shock. "Ya know I got ways in making ya talk…" he waggled his eyebrows, Remy laughed softly then clamped his hands on his mouth, "Still not gonna talk hun…Alright ya leave me no choice…" Jean-Luc lunged forward and began to tickle his son mercilessly. Making him laugh until tears streamed down his cheeks and he was grasping his stomach.
Jean-Luc laughed as he held him close, the boy's back to his chest, Jean-Luc chuckled softly, "Oh you a good boy…" he grinned kissing his cheek. Remy smiled then turned towards the door where Logan stood leaning against the door frame with a small smile gracing his lips.
"If you two are ready, Chuck's waitin for ya…"
"Come on…" Jean-Luc stood holding out his hand, Remy grasped it and hopped off the couch.
Logan chuckled as he saw that the boy seemed to not have a care in the world especially after freaking out a few hours ago.
Remy hopped up each step of the long stairway then looked around as they walked down the hall, Logan opened the door for them and Remy shyly peeked inside, Charles smiled at the little auburn haired boy, "Well hello Remy…"
"M'sieu…"
"Please have a seat…" Charles gestured to the couch. "Are you still tired?"
"Non…"
"Well now I suppose we should have a little talk…"
Remy looked up at the telepath, "Bout what?"
"Your powers…now they don't seem to be fully evolved yet, do you remember what it felt like when you charged that swing set?"
Remy frowned a bit as he sat beside his father, "Oui…my hands tingled and began ta hurt…" Remy answered simply.
Charles thought for a moment then looked to Jean-Luc, "I don't think you have much to worry about for the moment, at least not for the next few years, he should get more control over it as he ages. As a precaution he might need to keep something small with him, so whenever he feels that pain in his hands he would just have to touch that object and throw it away…but he'd have to make sure that no one is nearby when throwing it away…" Charles spoke.
Jean-Luc slowly nodded as Remy looked up at his father a bit confused, Jean-Luc smirked as a thought hit his head he then looked to his son and reached in his coat pocket, "No problem…" he smirked as he looked to Remy, "Here…whenever ya feel dat pain in ya hands ya take one of dese cards…" he answered giving him the small pack. Remy grinned as he took the cards out of the pack and began shuffling them.
Remy looked up, "Dat mean we going home now?"
Jean-Luc looked to Charles who nodded his head, "If there ever is anything that he can't handle just give me a call and I'll send someone."
"Merci M'sieu…ya have no idea how much of a relief dis is…" Jean-Luc chuckled as he put his son on his feet.
Remy quickly turned to him, "We goin' home?" he asked his father.
"Looks like it…ya miss playin' ya little tricks on Henri?" he asked running his hand through the boy's hair.
"Un pti peu…" Remy chuckled.
After thanking Xavier and the others again Jean-Luc led his nine-year-old son back to the hotel. Holding the front door open for his son, Jean-Luc chuckled as Remy ran to the elevator to push the buttons. Hurrying to catch up to him Jean-Luc laid a hand on top of Remy's head and nudged him forward when the doors opened, "Now ya feel a bit bettah…don't have ta be scared no more right?"
Remy grinned as he nodded his head and looked up at his father, "So what ya feel like eatin' tonight?" he asked with a chuckle as the doors opened and they walked to their room, Remy was deep in thought in trying to decide while his father searched his coat for the card key that would open the door to their room.
Suddenly Jean-Luc was pushed forward slammed into the wall he quickly turned his head to look at his attacker whom had a gun and wore a mask, Jean-Luc narrowed his eyes and pushed the man back ramming his fist in the man's throat, gasping for breath the man grabbed at his throat and stumbled out of the hall trying his best to run but failing miserably, Jean-Luc watched him then turned to Remy who had his back to the wall kneeling down he pulled his son to him in a hug, "Ya alright?" he asked.
"Oui…who's dat?" Remy asked as he looked around.
"I don't know…come on let's get inside alright…" he quickly opened the door and pulled his son inside, making sure the door was locked Jean-Luc went to the phone and called security telling them that he'd seen a suspicious man waving a gun and described how the man was built and what he wore.
Jean-Luc glanced over at Remy who was sitting quietly on the bed after hanging up the phone he kneeled down and cupped Remy's cheeks, "Ya sure ya alright?" he asked.
"Oui…" Remy whispered.
"Tante, Lapin and uncle Jacques should be here soon…" he smirked, "Why don' ya go pack we be leavin in da morning okay?" he suggested to try and keep his son occupied so he wouldn't worry about what had just happened in the hall, watching as the nine-year-old stood and went in the other room, Jean-Luc took out his cell and dialed home.
"LeBeau residence…" he heard.
"Henri ya know if dere be anyone aftah da Thieves in New York?"
"What, non why?"
"Cause I was just attacked outside our room…find out if dere be anyone…"
"Okay…tink dey be 'ssassins?"
"Don' tink so dat idiot wasn't trained…besides we still be in a truce if ya hadn't forgotten…but just ta be sure check anyways try not ta sound too rude…" he smirked.
"Remy okay?"
"Yeah he was beside me when that idiot shoved me against da wall an pulled out a gun…"
Silence was then heard on the line, "Ya want me ta send ya a few thieves?"
"Non…we goin' home tomorrow…"
"Oh yeah…" Henri grinned a bit happy to be tormenting his little brother again soon.
"Yeah…" Jean-Luc answered noticing Remy enter the room, the man smiled as he turned on the television, "Talk to ya later…"
"Alright…" Henri hung up and sighed as he leaned back in his chair hoping that little episode wasn't too serious.
XxXxX
A few hours later, Tante entered the room with Lapin and his father, she frowned when she noticed Remy who was still shaken up a little his head resting on Jean-Luc's chest listening to his heart beat as they watched cartoons, Jean-Luc who was on his cell phone caressed his son's arm. Noticing the group had entered he turned to the door and nodded as he spoke a few more words and hung up.
Tante looked at the man, "What happened?" She asked watching as Lapin ran up to the bed to greet his cousin, Jean-Luc smirked as he hugged Remy and stood up.
"Oh Remy's a bit excited cause we be goin' home tomorrow…" he answered mouthing off to the small group to not say another word.
"We are?" Jacques asked eyeing his brother in law.
"Yes we are…" he chuckled, standing and led the man into the other room to tell him what happened.
XxXxX
The next day as they left their rooms, both father's held onto their son's hands firmly eyeing any possible target who would try and take the boy's away from them, walking out of the elevator they made their way to the front desk to settle their bills. The boys stayed beside Tante as they looked around, Jean-Luc glanced behind him noticing a woman who seemed to stare at his son, Jean-Luc narrowed his eyes, "Remy…come 'ere a minute…" he whispered with a smile.
Remy looked up and walked towards his father, Jacques quirked an eye as he looked to his leader, "Jean?" he whispered watching as the man wrapped an arm around his son and pulled him close to his body kissing the top of his head and ruffling his hair, the small gesture seemed as if the father was giving his son a little affection yet to Jacques the small gesture silently told him that something was wrong.
"Da red-head sitting in da waiting area is she still looking dis way…she keeps starring at Remy…" he spoke normally leaning his elbow on the desk looking bored he then reached into his pocket and took out his wallet.
Jacques chuckled as he pretended to drop his credit-card, bending down to get it he spotted the red-head. He quickly placed his credit card in his wallet and grinned "Yeah…tink she's wit da one who attacked ya?" he drawled.
"Maybe…" Jean-Luc sighed.
"Dis would be a whole lot easier without da little ones…" Jacques huffed as he shouldered his and Mattie's bags. Jean-Luc nodded in agreement as he stuck a piece of gum in his mouth while he was waiting for his bill, "Okay so how do we handle dis?" Jacques asked as he waved Lapin to him and held on to his hand.
"Get Tante and da petites in a cab, while I keep an eye on her…I'll meet ya at da airport…"
"Jean-Luc…" Jacques began to protest for his leader's safety.
"Go…" he mumbled as he looked over the bill the clerk at the desk handed, still keeping an eye on the woman. Jacques sighed as Tante called out to the boy's holding onto their hands firmly. "Go wit Tante an ya uncle Jacques…I'll only be a few minutes…" Jean-Luc assured his son.
The moment they left the hotel, the woman quickly stood up and followed. Jean-Luc waited half a second then followed her, spotting her outside the door she took out a cell phone and waited until whoever she was speaking to answered, "They're in a cab J47K9…heading west…" she whispered then looked up smiling as she spotted her companion on a motorbike giving her a wave, she then laughed softly, "Oh don't worry I can handle him…" she whispered then hung up and turned to Jean-Luc with a smile.
"Who exactly you be aftah chère?" Jean-Luc asked with a small frown on his face.
"Why the mutant of course…" she smiled.
"Really…why is dat?"
"Well my employer thinks he could be a very valuable asset…"
"And who be your employer...what he want wit da mutant?"
"Oh I highly doubt you'd know him, and he's very interested in mutants that can gather up enormous amounts of energy, such as the boy's power…he's seen what he can do in New Orleans…" she chuckled.
Jean-Luc quirked an eye, "Dat a fact…what makes ya tink I'd let ya take da petite?"
"Well the fact is you don't particularly have much of a choice…" she answered lunging forward.
Jean-Luc ducked and grabbed her arm, the woman tried to jerk her arm free but found that she couldn't, "Tell me who's aftah him and why an I let ya go…if not I break ya arm chère…"
The woman took a breath and tried to kick at his legs but Jean-Luc slammed her against the wall pinning her with his body, "I give ya to da count of three…one…" he hissed applying pressure to her arm, ignoring the hotel clerks and people in the hotel, "Two…"
The woman yelled out, "Alright…alright…his names Anders…he sells mutants to some guy named Essex I think…"
"Ya know about da man that tried ta hold me up yesterday?"
"He wanted the boy…"
"Where do I find dis Anders?"
"I can't tell you that he'll kill me…"
"Chère I'll kill ya if ya don't fucken tell me I ain't letting no one take my boy away from me…" he growled the woman couldn't take the strain on her arm and tried pushing LeBeau off with no such luck.
"Tell me…how many little ones d'ya take away from dere families?" The woman didn't answer as she continued to struggle. "How many…Where are dey?" he repeated starting to lose patience.
"Carnegie hall…basement…hidden door leads to a tunnel in the sewers…now let go…"
"How many" he hissed.
"…seven…now let go…" she answered.
"…Alright…" Jean-Luc smirked as he released her then turned and punched her in the head rendering her unconscious, taking out his cell he called Jacques telling him to watch out since someone was after them and apparently following the cab, Jean-Luc then called Xavier, waiting for the man to answer, he checked the woman to make sure she was indeed unconscious.
"School for Gifted Youngsters Hank speaking…"
"M'sieu can ya put Xavier on da line I need a talk wit him right now…"
"Yes of course one moment."
"This is Charles…"
"Yeah ya missin' any of ya kids?"
The line became silent for half a second, "No…why what happened."
"Someone jus tried ta take my Remy…da bitch claims dat her boss by da name of Anders is sellin mutants to some guy named Essex or something…said dat he's very interested in mutants that can gather up enormous amounts of energy…"
"My word are you and Remy alright?"
"Yeah but I sent Remy off wit the others…dey being followed…bitch said that dat Anders could be found at Carnegie hall…basement…hidden door leads to a tunnel in the sewers…can't be sure but she said dey swiped seven kids…could still be there…"
"I'll send Logan right away…and I'll send Storm to you…"
"Non send her to da airport I want my boy protected…"
"Very well…"
"I also got someone here in case ya want ta question her…"
"I'll send Hank to you…"
XxXxX
An hour later after Hank had returned to the mansion with the red haired lady and Logan was at this moment breaking down a door to find the seven mutants the lady spoke of, Jean-Luc walked into the airport terminal. A smile plastered on his lips as he spotted his little one, Remy grinned as he ran up to him, "Ya alright fiston?" he asked ruffling his hair.
Remy narrowed his eyes for a moment, "You said ya were only gonna be a couple minutes…" he protested.
"I'm sorry petite didn't mean ta take so long…" he apologized.
"Can we go home now?"
Jean-Luc chuckled "Yeah we can go home now…" he smirked nodding his thanks to Storm who stood beside Mattie, and waved goodbye as they boarded the plane.
XxXxX
Arriving in New Orleans the LeBeaus were met up with a few cars waiting for them, Remy hiding a tiny smile hugged his father's leg when he saw his brother kneel down wanting a hug.
Henri looked at his brother appalled, "He be gone all dis time an he didn't even miss me?" he asked.
Remy grinned and shrugged.
"A shrug is dat all I get…I don' get a hug or a smile…" he pouted, "I'm feelin a bit unappreciated…" he smirked and stood up, "Ey…come ere…"
"Non…" Remy giggled.
"I said come ere…"
"N-on…" Remy repeated.
"Why you…" Henri smirked as he lunged forward, Remy laughed as he ran around his father, Henri quickly doubled back and snatched the nine year old lifting him in his arms. "So are ya all fixed up or are ya still broken?" he asked with a chuckle. As he hoisted Remy onto his back giving the nine year old a piggyback ride.
Jean-Luc chuckled, "Whenever he feels that usual pain all he has ta do is take one of these cards and charge it…den throw it away…but…" Jean-Luc looked to Remy locking eyes with the boy.
"I hafta make sure no one else is around when I throw da cards away…" Remy answered.
"Dat's right…" Jean-Luc smiled tweaking Remy's nose.
"He always have ta keep dose cards wit him?" Henri asked.
"At least until he can control his powers more."
"Hn…" Henri shrugged, "So I win twenty bucks or not…ya drive dose people crazy?" he asked a bit curiously.
"Non…" Remy grinned.
"Non…what ya mean non…ya losin' ya touch petit frère?" Henri asked heading towards the cars.
Jean-Luc chuckled, "Alright, alright enough talk let's go home…" he ordered and opened the door for Mattie while the drivers placed their luggage in the trunks.
"Well dis be an interesting experience…" Jacques chuckled as he hugged his son close, "It ain't gonna happen again anytime soon I hope…"
"Definitely not Jacques…" Jean-Luc chuckled as he waved them goodbye and sat in the passenger seat telling his driver to head for home.
XxXxX
Arriving home Remy rushed through the door as he was being chased by Henri, running up the stairs he paused for a moment, looking at his mother's picture, "'ello maman…" he chirped and ran into his room, locking the door behind him.
Henri chuckled as he stood at the door, "An he locks da door…ya know dere be tieves in dis house?" Henri asked with a chuckle.
Hearing this Remy rushed out of his room, "Henri, Henri…papa taught me ta pick locks ya wanna see?"
"He did…well yeah I wanna see…not fair I didn't learn till I was ten…" Henri grumbled.
Remy grinned as he ran back in his room, Henri chuckled at how excited Remy was and followed him.
Tante smiled as she looked to Jean-Luc while he put their luggage down at the foot of the stairs, "Is our little angel gonna be alright?" she asked.
"Dat he will…" he chuckled, "Something tells me dat our little boy gonna be a crafty little tief one day and a very powerful mutant…" he sighed, 'What's got me irritated is dat he being watched.' He thought to himself then looked to Mattie and gave her a small smile at the worried look on her face, Jean-Luc sighed and laid a hand on her shoulder, "No need ta worry bout dat now…Remy needs ta be Remy at da moment an enjoy being a kid while he still is one…" he smirked.
"Ah lord help us…" she sighed, "Our mischievous, sweet little boy that can't help but cause trouble…is slowly growin' up." she grinned. "Bettah enjoy dese days while dey last…"
"Absolutely…" he chuckled heading upstairs as he heard his sons start to argue then Remy began to squeal and laugh as Henri pinned him down and started tickling him mercilessly.
The End…
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