Audrey lay- sprawled out across her hospital bed, looking as absolutely bored as she felt.
Jean and Beast had finished the examination and had been silently and grimly reviewing a chart in silence for a few minutes now and Audrey was beginning to get annoyed.
"So- Am I going to live?" She asked dully and Beast and Jean nodded absentmindedly. Audrey rolled her eyes and sat up lazily. "Am I…" She paused and crossed her arms. "Going to become king of Peru?"
Jean and Beast nodded again, absently.
"Will there be any anal probing today?" Audrey asked in a casual manner.
Jean and Beast began to nod but stopped and looked at Audrey, confused.
"Excuse me?" Jean asked- wide eyed and Audrey just smirked.
"Are we done- can I go?"
"Actually we have some things to review-" Beast began
"Has anyone told Amelia I'm up yet?" Audrey interrupted.
Beast and Jean looked like they were guilty of something.
Audrey grinned "Oh- you gotta let me tell her- ."
Some people in the crowded hallway stopped and stared at the girl in her pajama's creeping along the wall humming the mission impossible theme to herself. Rogue was one of them.
Everyone who did stop and look could have realized- if they tried real hard that that weird girl was the one all the rumors were about. The Grim Reapers daughter, or cousin, or sister- depending on who told you the story- that was kidnapped and nearly killed by magneto himself.
Rogue watched as the strange girl snuck up behind Grim. Her breath in her throat. What if Grim dusted the girl?
"BAH!" Audrey bellowed from behind Amelia.
Amelia screeched and turned- ready to dust whatever had made that noise. However ,upon seeing her little sister Amelia's hands dropped from their raised position and immediately pulled the spastic teen into a tight hug.
Audrey hopped up and hugged her sister back, grinning as she was released.
"Your-"
"Awake!" Audrey said happily. "And back to normal."
"You've never been normal." Amelia said, a smile on her lips.
"Good point." Audrey grumbled as they hugged again.
"Spaz."
Audrey grinned and then- sniffed the air lightly. Ignoring the crowd forming around them, Audrey sniffed her own armpit and mad a face. "Gah! I need a shower." She said, ashamed.
Audrey spent about an hour in the shower alone, and when she stepped out of it the entire bathroom was like a sauna. Humming to herself, she waved a heavy cloud of steam away and stepped in front of the bathroom mirror- using her hand to wipe the fog away.
Then she screamed- really loudly.
Her- Her-.
"MY HAIR!" She cried and stumbled back, tripping on her pile of cloths and tumbling backwards onto the floor. Her left arm landing in the cold toilet bowl as she fell.
She made a face and pulled her arm out of the toilet water. And stood back up- hesitantly peeking at her reflection- at her hair.
On the right side- most of it had been burnt off. Not to the scalp- thank god, but to just below her ear. How the hell did it happen!
"Oh." She said as she remembered a big ball of fire- and john. Somebody didn't screw with her hair when she was in a coma- it had happened when she was awake and well, it still sucked- but it was okay. It was fixable.
There was a loud bang on the door.
"Audrey?" Amelia called from the other side of the door- sounding stressed.
"Fell in the toilet." Audrey called back.
There was a beat of silence.
"..Okay" Amelia said .
Amelia must have walked away from the door because nothing else was said as Audrey rummaged through the bathroom looking for some scissors. She slid open the bottom drawer and pulled out a large pair- snipped them twice and smiled brightly.
She looked at her reflection.
"Alright- time to go a little 'Edward scissor hands.'" She said and snipped the air in front of her.
Jean stood at the window, staring out into nothingness.
She was feeling that familiar drag again. The pull into sweet nothingness. She was almost there- to that place where she felt everything and nothing at the same time. She'd almost succumb to the power of it all once again when she felt the voice in the back of her head.
Don't do it Jean.
She never knew- who that voice belonged to. Her conscious, the professor, her imagination.
Her eye's flickered shut and Jean locked her jaw as she responded to it. I don't know if I can stay… If I can be like this anymore.
Jeans eyes opened and a familiar red burn flowed through them.
"Jean?" Xavier said from behind her and she clamped her eyes shut.
"I'll be in my room." She said walking away from the window.
John stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around himself. And began to pace again. She was awake- and of coarse one of the first things she had to see was him, looking strung out and sleep deprived. He ran a hand through his hair. Why was he still here? He'd told himself that once she was awake, he'd be gone. He should go now, get dressed and hit the road.
And what? Go where? Back to Magneto with his tail between his legs.
But Magneto had technically left him there. John clenched a fist and leaned against the wall. Bullshit.
"I should leave." He said, his tone defeating his statement.
"Damn." Audrey said, admiring her choppy hair. She had imagined something sleek and styled not, ya know- a piecey hack job. But- If she were going for that kind of hardcore look it was actually a really good haircut.
Audrey stepped out of the bathroom and into her sisters room. It was big and antique feeling. She walked over to the bed where Amelia had left a pair of jeans and a shirt. She picked up the shirt and looked at it- it was small, and obnoxiously pink with a cartoon rabbit on it that said 'you smell'.
She grinned and loved it immediately.
After she had dressed she tore out of the empty room like her ass was on fire. Running down the hallway and down the stairs- ignoring the looks she got. She slowed down when she smelled what she was looking for.
She sped up a little and rounded the corner and slammed into a person- knocking them both down and sprawling them across the floor. Audrey hopped up immediately with a smile and looked down at the guy she'd slammed into.
"Hey." She said happily. Holding a hand out to him.
He groaned and sat up.
She didn't wait for him to offer her his hand, she reached down and grabbed his arm, pulling him up.
"Sorry- I wouldn't of hit you if I'd known you were there, I'd of ran around." She held out her hand. "Audrey Anne Harris."
"Bobby Drake." He grumbled shaking her hand and rubbing his head.
She sniffed the air much like a rabbit would, and his eyes flickered to her shirt. Suddenly he felt a little self conscious.
"Look- um, I gotta go." She stated. Sniffing again. "Somebody's cooking something somewhere." She walked around him, sniffing and stopped suddenly. "Hey." She turned. "You know where somebody would cook something around here."
"Ugh, the kitchen?" he asked.
"Did you just ask me?" She asked.
"…No, you asked me…"
"And you answered with a question?" She questioned.
"I guess?"
Audrey's eyebrows furrowed.
"Wait, was that a question too?"
"Um," Bobby hesitated. "Let me show you where the kitchen is."
"Okay." She replied chipperly. And followed him as he walked by her. "Hey? Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure." He said over his shoulder.
"Are you a mutant too?" She asked him- genuinely interested.
Bobby stopped and Audrey walked around him and twirled on her toe to face him, smiling expectantly.
He stared at her for a minute and crinkled his eyebrows. "Did you just ask me if I were a mutant?"
"Yea." She said. "Your not def are you?"
"Huh?"
"Oh I'm sorry." She said a little louder. "I didn't really think you were-"
"No, I'm not def."
She relaxed a little. "So?"
"So."
"So are you a mutant." She repeated.
"Aren't you?" He asked
"Nope." She answered.
"Then what are you doing here?" Bobby questioned.
"That's not fair." Audrey told him. He looked confused. "Your trying to ask two questions when you haven't even answered my one. So I cant answer you until you answer me."
"I-"
"You were breaking questioning laws." She said, crossing her arms. "You have to answer my question and a penalty question now."
"Yes, I'm a mutant." He said after a second.
She seemed to consider his answer. "Okay." She tapped her chin. "What color are your underwear?"
"What?" He asked. But she was already laughing loudly.
"You don't have to answer that I just wanted to see what your reaction to that would be." She said, chuckling. "Although, I should be more careful with that question- I asked a guy that once and he tried to show me…" She trailed off. Then shook her head. "Not. Pretty."
Bobby smiled a little despite himself. Then shook his head. "Wait- your not a mutant."
"Nope."
"Then what are you doing here?" He asked, trying to work it out in his head.
"What are any of us doing here?" She answered cryptically, as though the question held some meaning. He tilted his head.
"Seriously." He said after a second.
"Take me to where I can get some food an I'll tell you." She bargained.
Bobby hesitated, then nodded.
Amelia walked into her room, and then up to the bathroom door. She knocked and there was no answer. Confused, she opened the door and saw hair litterally all over the floor, some stuck to the wall and a piece on the ceiling.
She turned and looked to the bedroom- The dirty cloths, the towel strewn across the room. She'd seen this kind of mess before.
She put a hand to her temple and rubbed it, fighting off a headache. She'd told Audrey to stay.
Amelia left her room and walked down the hall, she had a good idea where her sister would be.
Logan stepped out of his room which was only a door down from hers and looked at her quizzically. "Grim?"
"You see a bald seventeen year old girl run through here?" She asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"No." He said. Lifting his eyebrow he added. "Should I have."
Amelia sighed. "Audrey's ran off to find food."
"Audrey- she's" He paused. "She's awake?"
Amelia nodded.
"When?"
"Couple of hours ago." Amelia sighed. "There are kitchens on every floor practically."
Wolverine had picked up on the frustration quickly. "Needle in a haystack setting?"
"Big school, little Audrey."
"Need help?"
"No." She said. "But I'd like some."
Wolverine nodded, walking down the hall alongside Grim.
Audrey sat on the cafeteria table, chewing her pizza happily. Surrounded by a large group of teenage mutants whom she'd just recently met.
"So you were kidnapped by Magneto?" A girl her own age asked.
Audrey nodded .
"Weren't you afraid?" Arthur a boy questioned.
Audrey shrugged.
"What did he want you for?" Bobby asked. Putting his slice of pizza on Audrey's plate.
"Oh- my sister Amelia.-"
"Grim?" Rogue interrupted.
"Yes?" Amelia called from the other side of the cafeteria. He arms folded- her expression wry. Behind her Logan did the exact same thing.
"Hey!" Audrey called happily
Next Chapter Soon! I've finally gotten a solid plot! Whoop!
