Chapter 5

Remy had left the house in a huff, wanting to be alone for a little while, he made his way to the small park not far from the house and sat on one of the swings, he'd known this woman what a few days and she wanted to know how he ended up being with the LeBeau family, what was her problem. He grumbled as he kicked his feet making him swing back and forth.

After being gone for a little over an hour, Remy's head snapped up when he heard a few assholes from school the ones he had hit call out his name, looking around he spotted several twelve year olds approaching the little thief with a grin plastered on their faces. "Whatcha doin' LeBeau?" one of them asked.

Remy rolled his eyes, how stupid could this guy be. "Sittin on a swing what's it look like…" he drawled.

"Ya know dis be our park how much money ya got on ya?"

"What?"

"Ya money I-want-it…" the kid drawled looking at Remy as if he was an idiot.

Remy sighed as he rested his chin on his palm, 'Amateurs…' he thought, "I be sittin in da park in da middle of da night, what makes ya tink I got money on me?"

"Well if ya don got any den dat won't stop us from beatin ya to a bloody pulp…" the teen grinned.

"Ya dat's fair seven, twelve year olds beatin on a little kid like me…" Remy chuckled, "Ya forget I da one dat gave ya dat black eye?" he asked with a tiny chuckle, his eyes went wide when a figure suddenly emerged from the shadows.

"Well thank you kids…you have no idea how long I've been looking for this little one…" the man chuckled as he gave the kids each ten bucks and watched them run off. The man turned to Remy, "You know my little pickpocket I've lost a lot of money since you disappeared a few years ago, you have any idea how long I've searched for you?"

"Non…I ain't goin back wit you…" Remy quickly turned and started running, trying to get away from the drug dealer as fast as he could, Allain three years ago had found the little mutant sleeping near his little brothel house and told the kid that if he stole for him he wouldn't call the cops on him, not that he would've in the first place but he enjoyed using the little mutant to do whatever he wanted. Every time Remy would refuse he'd get beaten or worse locked in a room for days on end with no food and sometimes a visit from a stranger.

XxXxX

Henri and Jean-Luc searched the streets for the youngest LeBeau for well over an hour, "Damnit he promised me he wouldn't run…" Jean-Luc sighed.

"REMY…" Henry yelled out, "Well he seemed pretty upset…maybe he went to the playground ta cool off…"

"Oui peut-être…come on…" Jean-Luc picked up the pace.

Twelve minutes later, the LeBeau's frowned when they spotted Remy backing away from a man that slowly approached the boy, "Non…I ain't goin back wit you…" Remy cried as he ran off, the man in hot pursuit.

"Nuh-uh dis ain't happenin…" Henri growled as he sprinted towards the man, trampling him to the ground, while Jean-Luc ran towards Remy. "Ya touch mon frère and I'll kill you…" Henri growled as he punched him.

"REMY…NON…" Jean-Luc ran yelling for his son to stop but Remy was so frightened at Allain dat he wasn't listening as he rushed to cross the street to get away from the man.

Running across the street Remy didn't see or hear the car as the driver hit the brakes, the driver tried to stop in time but unfortunately it was too late as Remy landed hard on the pavement.

"NON,NON,NON…" Jean-Luc cried as he kneeled down beside his unconscious son.

Henri seeing his brother was lying on the ground, punched the man again then stood and kicked him in the ribs, and took out his cell phone to call an ambulance as well as a few guild members to come pick up the unconscious Allain, to be dealt with later. Henri then rushed over to his father.

The man driving the car stumbled out, "He just rushed out in front of me…Oh mon dieu…"

Wanting the man to get the hell away from him, Jean-Luc screamed for Henri as he looked over Remy, without touching the youngest LeBeau, ignoring the driver's rants.

"M'SIEU…BACK OFF…" Henri growled a few tears rolling down his cheeks and slowly kneeled down resting two fingers on Remy's neck, breathing a small sigh of relief, "He's still alive père…I just called an ambulance dey on their way…dat bastard's out cold, a few of da boys are comin' ta pick him up…"

Jean-Luc was going out of his mind as the minutes quickly passed by, hearing sirens he leaned down and whispered something in Remy's ear, Henri helped his father to his feet to let the paramedics tend to his brother, a policemen arrived and asked them a few questions Jean-Luc went into a panic as the ambulance quickly left with Remy, "M'sieu please I need ta get my father to the hospital…I'll answer any questions ya have there, please…here's my card…" Henri grabbed his father and walked him to a car waiting for them at the side of the road, Henri looked at the thief behind the wheel, "Hospital now…" he ordered then watched as his father rested his head in his hands and tried to calm down.

XxXxX

Three hours later

Jean-Luc held his head in his hand, taking slow deep breaths and trying to hold back his tears, glancing up at Remy who wore a neck brace, and had a breathing tube down his throat a cast on his right arm, his face and body were covered in bruises, Jean-Luc stared at his son's chest as it slowly rose, suddenly he couldn't hold it in anymore and began to cry softly.

Jascinte froze at the door as she heard the man, she couldn't help but think this was all her fault, slowly peeking in the room her eyes began to tear up as she saw Jean-Luc's back and shoulders shake violently in trying to stop himself from crying.

Jascinte jumped when she heard someone speak to her it was Henri, he gently pushed her aside and glanced in the room, then closed the door and looked to her, "What ya doing here?" he asked softly.

Jascinte shook her head a little, she could tell that Henri had been crying as well his eyes were red and she could see a few tear streaks on his cheeks. "Oh I don' know…he's just a boy…" She frowned "I'm sorry I'm rambling is dere anyting I can do?"

"Not really père's gonna stay wit Remy for awhile, at least until he's stable…"

"How's Mattie handlin' it?"

"Oh she's crying in Mercy's arms right now…don know why everyting has ta happen to dat chile…"

Jascinte looked at him a bit confused, "What do ya mean?"

"Ah it's nothing ya wanna hear…" Henri whispered as he looked to the door, then glanced back at the woman beside him, "Ya look beat maybe ya need un café non?"

Jascinte smiled as she bowed her head, "I can't help thinking this be my fault…"

She whispered.

"How can dis be your fault?"

"The boy saw your father kiss me…maybe he thought that I was gonna take his père away from him…we had a small talk after and he was awfully angry when he rushed out of the house…Ah nevah mind I'm just talking crazy…" she breathed and took a few steps back and watched as Henri was about to enter Remy's room. "Ey what happened to da man ya had brought in?"

Henri turned to her, "Nothin happened yet he still unconscious…" he answered and entered the room, walking over to his father he leaned down resting his chin on his shoulder and wrapped his right arm around Jean-Luc's chest, his left grasping his father's left shoulder, "He be alright papa…he a tough one non?"

Jean-Luc snorted as he laid a hand on Henri's, "Can't take dis waiting…just want him ta open his eyes…" he breathed.

XxXxX

Two days had passed and Remy was deemed stable, although now he had slipped into a coma, Mattie was by his side at the moment caressing his left hand and humming him a lullaby, while Henri was driving his father home to get a few hours sleep, "What ya find out?" Jean-Luc drawled as he leaned his head against the window.

"Bout what?" Henri knew what he was talking about but didn't want his father in a vengeful mood, he wanted him to go to bed, to rest for awhile, to clear his head.

Jean-Luc frowned as he turned to his son, "Da man chasin aftah ya brother, what ya find out?" he asked in a warning tone.

Henri sighed as he pulled over, parked the car, turned off the engine and looked to his father.

XxX Flashback XxX

Allain looked around he was in a sealed round room, eight people with hoods surrounded him. Henri approached the man, "Why ya chasin da boy?"

"Who are ya?" Allain growled.

Henri backhanded the man, "Answer my question, why'd ya chase him?"

"Because he belongs ta me…" Allain spit on the floor, "Dat little kid can make me a lot of money on one of his good days an…"

Henri had heard enough as he kneed the man and punched him in the face. "Ya touch him?"

Allain smirked, "What do ya care, he's just a bastard mutant dat no one wants…"

"He's a bébé…how could ya…" Henri was now seething with rage as he hit him again, took off his hood and spit on the man, then kicked him, Henri looked to one of the men surrounding the room, "Get rid of im…don't care how ya do it get im out of my sight…" he then turned to Allain who had a horrified look on his face as he looked around seeing the men take off their hoods evil grins on their lips, "Ya not gonna hurt anyone evah again…" he hissed as he left the room.

One of the men approached Henri, "We square now ya hear…"

"I hear…" Henri answered watching as the Assassins took hold of Allain and dragged him off screaming. Several years ago Henri was out on a mission when he came across one of Marius Boudreaux's Assassins and had apparently saved his life.

XxX End Flashback XxX

Jean-Luc frowned as he looked in front of him he suddenly felt sick to his stomach at the thought of that man touching his son. He took a deep breath, and nodded his head, "Take us home Henri…" he whispered leaning his head back.

XxXxX

Two weeks had passed and Remy was still unconscious, Jean-Luc walked down the hall an old book in hand he grinned as he entered Remy's room a nurse was changing the IV bags, "Ah ya look bettah today petite…" he whispered as he approached the bed leaned down kissed his forehead and running his fingers through his boy's hair. Looking up to the nurse, "Any change today?" he asked the nurse slowly shook her head no as she checked the monitors. Jean-Luc sighed as he sat on one of the stools and rested his chin on the bed beside Remy's head, "Please open ya eyes…" he whispered and kissed his cheek. "I'll let ya stay up as late as ya want…" he smirked in trying to coax the little red head to wake up.

An hour later, a woman walked down the same hallway a hot cup of coffee in hand,

Spotting the open door she peeked in the room as she heard a voice, Jean-Luc was sitting in a chair his thumb caressing his son's right hand, a book lay before him Jean-Luc was reading aloud and stopped when he noticed Jascinte at the door. "How is he?" she asked with a small smile.

Jean-Luc sighed as he ran his left hand through his hair, "Hasn't woken up yet…an it's drivin me crazy…" he groaned.

Jascinte gave a small smile as she approached and handed him the coffee, "Here…tink you need this more dan I do."

Jean-Luc chuckled softly, as he took the handed cup. "Merci Jascinte…" he whispered sipping at the coffee.

"You seem very tired Jean…When was da last time ya had a decent night's sleep?"

"Oh three days ago, when Tante drugged mon café…" he sighed looking at the cup, "Ya didn't drug dis did ya?"

"Well that was awfully nice of her…" Jascinte chuckled softly as she shook her head no to his last question. Jean-Luc sighed as he leaned his head back, "Are ya alright?" she asked.

Jean-Luc looked at her, "My boy got hit by a car, and has been in a coma for da last few weeks…Course I not alright…" he groaned, "I be a wreck…" he whispered, "Don know what I'd do if I lost my Remy…" he breathed.

"Hey…last I heard he was a LeBeau…biggest pain in the ass that ain't afraid of nothing…he a strong one…" she smiled laying a hand on his shoulder.

Jean-Luc chuckled this was the first time he had laughed since the incident, now feeling a bit better he and Jascinte talked for over an hour, when a few nurses entered wanting to talk to the eldest LeBeau, Jascinte excused herself placing a small kiss on Jean-Luc's cheek she then left the hospital.

XxXxX

The next day

Slowly opening his eyes, Remy moaned out as he tried to move his head, not being able to he began to panic and tried to scream but found that he couldn't since he had something stuck in his throat, recognizing where he was he struggled but found that every time he moved he felt pain, tears streamed down his cheeks as he was so scared.

Jean-Luc and Mattie walked into the pediatrics wing of the hospital where Remy was kept, hearing monitors beeping at the nurse's station and seeing three nurses running into his son's room Jean-Luc looked to Mattie and rushed in, his eyes widened as he saw Remy try to fight his way free. "Mon dieu…" he whispered as he gently pushed his way through the nurses, "Non, non, stop…" he hissed glaring at the nurses telling them to back off.

"Sir you shouldn't be in here…" a nurse warned, as she filled a syringe with something to try and calm the patient.

"I SAID STOP…" he yelled getting their attention, then looked to Remy who was crying and had an arm stretched out wanting his father near him. Jean-Luc hurried beside the bed and leaned over his son gently hugging him close as the boy whimpered and slowly calmed down. "Shhh…bout time ya woke up…" Jean-Luc whispered running his thumb on Remy's cheeks wiping at the tears, "Calm down petite ya alright…" he whispered.

Remy clutched at his father and tried to pull the tube out of his mouth, "Non non don' touch dat it has ta stay dere for a little while…" he whispered feeling tears stream down his cheeks as he looked at his son's eyes.

Tante entered the room and began yelling at the nurses, "What's wrong wit you scaring da chile like dat…back away…" she growled shooing them away from the bed. The nurses all glared at the old woman and began protesting, Tante quickly shushed them. The nurses all looked at the boy as he now seemed calm, the nurses all rolled their eyes and continued checking the monitors, one of the nurses left the room to get the doctor.

Jean-Luc took a deep breath as he held his son tightly and kissed the top of his head. Remy was so confused as his eyes darted around the room what was he doing in a hospital.

XxXxX

A few days later Henri smirked as he entered Remy's room, the eight year old was fast asleep in his father's arms as he was being rocked in a rocking chair. "How's he doin' today?" Henri whispered sitting beside his father who held his little boy tightly.

Jean-Luc took a breath as he kissed Remy on top of his head, "Bettah…" he whispered in turn.

Henri smirked as he lifted the blanket to cover Remy's shoulders and placed Remy's favorite bear in his arms, he then looked to his father, "How you doin'?"

"Well…" he smirked, "Haven't cried in da last few hours so I should be alright…" he chuckled.

"Told ya he a tough one père…"

"Dat he is…" Jean-Luc whispered closing his eyes for a moment resting his right cheek on top of his son's head.

Remy slowly opened his eyes, "Papa…" he moaned.

"Hey you…" Henri smirked placing his hand on his brother's right cheek.

"What's da matter petite ya in any pain?" Jean-Luc asked brushing Remy's hair away from his eyes.

"Wanna go home…" he croaked.

"We will soon…" he assured, "Ya still a bit sick we wanna make sure ya gon be alright when ya come back home…" he whispered, running his hand on the boy's back to try and calm him.

XxXxX

A month later the LeBeau's were celebrating Remy as he arrived home today, Jean-Luc chuckled as he grasped him by the hand and taking one of his big old coats from the closet he then draped it over Remy, "Come on let's get us some fresh air…" he spoke up buttoning the buttons on the coat, then reached in the closet to put one on himself, taking Remy by the hand he led his son outside on the patio and sat him down beside him on the bench, "Happy ta be home?" he asked.

Remy leaned against him and nodded his head, "Now Remy I'm gonna ask ya a question and I want ya ta give me an honest answer alright?" Remy looked up curiously and slowly nodded, "Alright…" Jean-Luc sighed, "Ya remember da night of da accident?"

Remy looked down, "Oui…un p'tit peu…" he whispered.

Jean-Luc leaned down wrapping an arm around the boy and placed his mouth at his ear, "Good…now I want ya ta tell me why did ya run out of da house…was it cause ya saw me kiss Jascinte?"

Remy frowned a bit as he thought for a moment, "Non…"

"Den why?"

"She askin me stupid questions…"

"She just curious…what kind o questions did she ask?"

"Wanted ta know where I used ta live and how ya find me…wanted ta tell her ta stuff it where da sun don' shine but knew I'd get in trouble if I said dat so I went to da swings…"

Jean-Luc frowned as he hugged him tightly, "I'm so sorry petite…" he whispered resting his cheek on top of his head, "Last ting I ever want is ta hurt ya…" he breathed, apparently he'd have to have a talk with Jascinte next time he'd see her.

Remy looked up a bit worried at the sound of his father's voice, "But I'm alright now…an-an I'm getting better…" he assured.

Jean-Luc gave his son a tiny smile as he held him tighter, "I know ya are…" he whispered, lifting Remy into his arms to sit in his lap, Remy yawned as he leaned his head against his father's shoulder and watched as the cars passed down the street.

Jean-Luc looked down at his little one and ran his hand through the boy's hair, this was the second time he had nearly lost him and he vowed to himself that there wouldn't be a third.

A tiny smile graced his lips as he slowly stood up with Remy in his arms, seeing as he was about to pass out he slowly entered the house and made his way upstairs ignoring the argument in the kitchen as Mercy scolded her husband yet again as he continued to tease her, closing the door to Remy's room behind him Jean-Luc carefully took off the coat and tucked his son in bed, pulling up the covers to his chin he lay down beside him and watched as he slept.

A thought suddenly popped in his head, "Hn we gonna have ta up da training a bit when ya get bettah petite…" he whispered kissing the boy's forehead, "Ya gonna be a master thief remember…" he smirked resting his forehead against his own and closed his eyes as he followed his youngest in dreamland. As father dreamed of his son becoming a master thief, Remy dreamed of fourteen year olds hanging from the trees by their feet while the clever little thief and his red haired cousin threw mud and rotten eggs at them.

The End…thanks for the reviews:)