A/N: Yeah, I know it's been awhile. Had a big case of writers block. This is short but leads up to much bigger things. And Believe it or not but the only character I own is Tristian. Caliban, Emma, all of the others belong to Marvel

JUST SOME NOTES…

Littlejuliesparkles – Thank you for the help, I took it into consideration and thank you for the comments.

Khetela – Keep reading the story and you'll see why Tristian is a good thing for her

Blondness- There's more of Remy aka Gambit to come

Foenixfire- Its only going to get more heavy, lol.

Enjoy

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Chapter 33

"This sucks dude!" Alex muttered, looking down at the street below as the two sat inside an old six-story building to not be seen. The windows were long gone and holes were punched in the walls. Alex was half afraid to move around too much for fear of the floor giving in and the wires and patches in the ceiling didn't look too promising either. This hadn't been in the brochure. Emma said they'd be rewarded and the sound of the task was exciting, but this, sitting in a run down apartment building with no heat at night and no air conditioning at day was unbearable. He'd rather be locked in Hill House then put up with this shit.

"Deal with it," Remy shrugged, eyes on the street. The deck of cards in his hands being shuffled from his right to his left mechanically.

He should have known Remy wouldn't have cared. All he cared about was pleasing Frost and who wouldn't want to. The castigation would give anyone nightmares, he'd seen what happened to Tarot…a shiver ran down his spine, making him numb with cold as it spilled inside him. That was the last thing he wanted to do. He'd rather freeze his balls off at night and sweat like a pig in the morning then go to the basement.

"How do we know they're going to come this way, Rem?" he asked as he zipped up his jacket and leaned carefully against the wall, surveying it for a safe spot so he wouldn't go through the wall instead and die a pathetic death.

"Cuz Em said," the accent on his voice was thick. "She says they'll be this way 'n' they will. You'll see, we'll see 'em comin'."

Alex let out a bored sigh, head against the wall. "What do we do till then?"

A small explosion came from across the room and Alex jumped before realizing Gambit had lit one of his cards. He looked back at his partner. A smile spread across Gambit's face, red eyes glowing. His face looked almost eerie in the light of the glowing Ace he held up. "Let's play cards."

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"Who wants ice cream?" Rogue asked taking the two boys by surprise.

Bobby glanced at her as they walked down the hallway. "There is none. Everyone ate it all already."

"That's why we're goin' out for ice cream," she smiled.

Bobby shook his head. "Rogue you know we can't leave campus without permission."

"We'll only be gone for a couple of minutes. What they don't know won't hurt em," she shrugged, grabbing Bobby's hand. "Come on."

"Rogue," he said warningly.

"Oh come on!" John nudged him. "It's not everyday she wants to break the rules and it's been so long since I have…its so tempting."

"If you don't go with me then I'll just go with John," Rogue said, grabbing John's elbow and pulling him to her side. "So what will it be?" She gave her boyfriend a stern look.

Bobby let out a sigh. He had a bad feeling about this. Xavier didn't want them leaving campus after all the things that happened last time. And John…well he did like to cause trouble and the smile on his face spoke of nothing good. But they'd only be gone five minutes at the most…what could go wrong?

"Alright, but we can't linger," he told them and their grins spread.

Rogue kissed him forcefully. "I knew you'd see things my way…I get to drive." She hurried down the hall, John behind her. Bobby took another minute, glancing around before letting out a sigh and going after them.

Once the elevator door closed Tristian stepped out from behind the pillar. He'd formed there awhile into the conversation but had heard enough to know he should give Jean the heads up. He slipped into shadow and headed to her room because like Bobby, he too had a feeling of dread.