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This isn't who ah am
Chapter Five - I know that you feel me somehow
When she thought of going to his hotel, she thought of a median sized, normal standard hotel where he just had a room with a bed. She was pleasantly surprised when he pulled up to a massive glass building, the tall, big and fancy. She looked at the weird design of the structure and her mouth fell open. Calvin helped her get out, he handed the keys to a man standing by the door and he opened the door for Rogue.
She blushed as she walked in, she fit in, wearing her work clothes it was easy to think she was a business woman with a partner. He pointed to the elevator in the middle of the entrance hall. It was see through and she could see three people in it as it descended to where they were.
As they walked toward the lift, she looked up to follow where it went, only to meet nothing at all. She could see every floor and every door, she loved it instantly, being able to see everything was something the mansion never provided, all the doors, walls and secret passageways and rooms make it impossible. She turned and looked at Calvin, who was currently pushing the button to make the lift know there are people waiting. He was watching as the lift got closer, he seemed a bit impatient.
When the elevator doors opened, Rogue stood back to make room for the people to get off and when the lift was empty and waiting, she stepped in and waited for Calvin to get in, only he didn't. He was standing just a step away only not in the lift itself. She put a hand on the doors so they wouldn't close, and leaned out to him.
"Come on, Calvin, ya not 'fraid of lifts are ya?" Her voice held a lot of teasing and humour in it, but Calvin just looked up and glared at her, a glare that reminded her of Warren so much she stood back and gasped.
He slowly got into the elevator and pressed a button, which Rogue noticed was quite high up on the panel, and continued to look at the panel. "Shut up." Was his only response.
Rogue grinned and when the elevator started moving, she felt Calvin grip onto her arm for support. She turned to him and saw he had his eyes closed and was breathing in gasps. She took his head in her hands and moved his face gently to look at her. She took her time to look at his strong features and slowly started speaking to him, but not before looking and seeing they were heading for the forty-seventh floor and that they were only on the sixteenth now.
"Open your eyes." His eyes squinted shut tightly and Rogue rolled her own in response. "Come on, open them. Ah can't believe a powerful mutant lahke ya is scared of a glass moving box."
His voice sounded slightly strangled as he spoke back to her. "That's the point. It's a moving glass box."
Her hands still on his face, she began to absent minded to stroke it lightly. She glanced over to the little sign that showed what floor they were on, now nearer their floor, it was the twenty-ninth. She didn't realise she was caressing his face til she turned her head to look at him again and saw him looking straight at her, with piercing blue eyes and no sign of fear anymore.
"Sorry."
She quickly let go of his face and moved so she was standing, facing directly at the glass doors. Quickly she heard him gasp and she knew he had just seen outside the windows and seen how high they were. Who's stupid idea was it to make it glass? Just add more fear for people scared of heights by showing them just how high they actually are.
"That's okay." He managed to say.
"Ah'm 'fraid of planes ya know. It's nothin' stupid." She tried to distract him by talking, it seemed to be working because he began to speak.
"You always been afraid of planes? I only hate" he emphasized the word hate, "lifts 'cause I got stuck in one when I was a kid, at my dad's work." Rogue could tell he was struggling to made conversation, he was speaking through clenched teeth and had his eyes still shut tightly, all scrunched up.
"Kind of the same for meh ah guess, ah used ta love flying on planes. Ah used ta want ta go travelin' ya know. But ah kind of.. .." how could she put this with out having to explain it further then needed. "Fell out of a plane once. My friend saved meh in time, but it.. .. was scaring. Freeing, but scary, ah wasn't in control. Ah love flying, when ah know someone or ah'm in control. Just as long as it's not gravity." She heard him chuckle a bit and she turned to him with a grin. "Only ten more floors bah the way." She saw him smile and she turned back to the glass doors, looking out of them, over the whole way down to the bottom floor, which she could hardly see anymore. "So what kahnd of person who is 'fraid of elevators picks one of the highest floors to have his room on?"
"What kind of person falls out of a plane?" she smirked at his comment and looked up at the floor counter and watched as the last couple of floors slowly ticked off.
With a ping the doors slid open and Calvin basically jumped out of the lift onto the floor. She smiled and followed him onto the level. She looked around to and saw it was just a door, she couldn't see another and she looked back at Calvin, who had just unlocked the door with a credit card object, and watched as he opened the door and she felt like she had just walked into the most expensive and luxury place in the world. It was the kind of place she guessed a really famous celebrity would stay in, or maybe even a king or queen. She gapped and Calvin smirked as he took her by the hand and walked her into the living room.
"This is the first living room."
"First! There's more then one?" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, all rooms have two floors to them, that's why the elevator is so damn slow." He said simply, yet Rogue could help shake the feeling she was in way over her head. Rogue looked around the room and was fascinated by what she saw, it was a simple, yet such an elegant, rich and yet lavish at the same time. It had one massive sofa and two chairs of the same style, a massive TV on the wall, nearly half the size of the wall, she thought back to Bobby, Peter and Logan, they would have loved to have a TV like this to themselves.
In the middle of the room, by the sofa, was a small yet stretched table, which Calvin had dropped his keys, wallet, phone and a little computer looking thing on to it. Rogue couldn't believe how unquestioning this man was, just leaving expensive things just lying around and inviting someone who is as good as a stranger into his hotel room, well house, she thought.
"Wow." Rogue spun around, looking at everything again, when she reached Calvin, he was now sitting on the sofa, feet up on the table. She smirked and walked over and sat down on the other side of it, she kicked off her shoes and dropped her bag on the floor next to them.
"Ah still don't know why they asked meh to come in for the meetin', it's mah day off, but at least ah got double pay for it." She said, as she tucked her feet under her.
"I can answer that, I requested you be there."
"What? Ya asked meh ta be there?" she was shocked at this, but she felt strangely comfortable at the fact he made sure it was her there.
"Yeah, good to see a friendly face, you know." He said casually, for lifting his feet off of the table and turned to face Rogue. "So.. .. you used to go to Xavier's?"
She smiled gently at him, she made it kind of obvious by running and making excuses when he mentioned the mansion, and the fact she was a mutant.
"Yeah, used to. So who wants ya ta go see their little sister?" she said, trying not to get sucked into a conversation about why she left and stuff like that. She tucked her loose white hair behind on of her ears and thought back to Bobby for a second. She loved him, she still did kind of, but not like he loved Kitty or how she loved him, it was more of a respected love, like a brother. She guessed enough time had past and she was just glad she had done what she had done, rather then still be there at the mansion with him, ignoring the signs and acting like everything was perfect.
"A guy called Sam Guthrie, you'll most likely know him as Cannonball, he used to go there I think. His sister stayed after he left, something bout not being able to control her skin."
Rogue smiled, she know Paige and about her skin, she always found it a bit weird that she could shed it, but got used to it after a bit. She loved the little girl, one time she shed her skin so she was all rubber, then came up to Rogue and hugged her, it was before she took the cure, and she didn't absorb her. Later Xavier said it was something about her powers and you can't absorb materials and seeing as her skin was technically a material and not skin, her powers didn't work when they made contact. But only when she was in a different form, not when she had a normal layer of skin on.
"Yeah, ah remember her, an' Sam. He left though, somethin' bout a computer college."
"He and I met a couple weeks back, good lad. He is doing an internship in my company."
"Cool." It was good to know that Sam was doing something he really wanted, and that he was in a successful company, working with them and doing, not just learning.
He stood up and walked over to another room, she wondered if she should follow him, but she didn't. A second later he walked out with a bottle of beer in his hand. "Would you like anything?"
"Yeah, that would be great, what ya got?" She watched as he glanced back into the room and blew some air through his teeth out into it.
"Er.. .. Anything, seriously, it's like a food store in here."
Rogue laughed at his sheepish expression, "Ah'll have a coke then."
"Got it." He said and walked back into the room, before coming out with two different cans and a now half empty bottle of beer in his other hand. He stood in front of Rogue and moved his hand so the cans were in front of her, "Didn't know if you wanted diet or not."
She smiled and took both of them. She placed the normal coke on the table and popped open the other. Taking a massive gulp of it she wiped her mouth and held it in her hands in her lap.
"So.. .."
"So."
There was a long pause, one which felt slightly uncomfortable and she just looked around the massive room again.
"How'd the conference go?"
"Great, everyone seemed really interested. They one company I was aiming for didn't show though. Which is understandable cause it's going though a tough time." She could tell the disappointment in his voice, and even though he said it was fine, she still knew that he really was let down.
"What company is it? Is would I never have heard of it before?" She said, expecting it to be some one that she'd never know or care about.
"Worthington Industries."
Rogue gasped, she had a sudden feel of dread that Warren's company was doing bad but realised the "tough time" was just the transition of Warren's father to Warren himself.
Calvin took gulp of his beer and turned him body towards Rogue, bring one of his legs up and putting it up next to the back of the sofa. "Yeah, his son has just taken over."
"Yeah, ah know, actually ah know Warren."
Calvin was about to take another swig, but when he heard what Rogue said he stopped, hand still in mid air. "Wait, you know the Warren Worthington III?"
Rogue nodded and took another sip of her coke. She felt slightly embarrassed by the way he was reacting, "Yeah, him an' ah know each other from the mansion."
"He's a mutant?" he didn't know whether to be more shocked at the fact she knew him or that he was a mutant. "Wow.. .. Growing up in the public's eyes, that must have been hard to keep secret. What powers he got?"
Rogue leaned over and pulled the photo from earlier out of her bag. "See for ya self." She flipped it open using one hand and past it to him.
He took the picture, a confused look on his face at first, then when he scanned the picture and saw Warren his eyes widened. "Wings?" He breathed out slowly and whistled.
"Yeah, ah only ever looked at them, ah wish ah knew what they felt lahke now." She brushed her hair behind her ear again as it had come loose and she moved closer to him. She pointed down at the picture and began explaining who everyone was, and occasionally telling little stories and jokes about him. "That's Logan, ah found him-"
Calvin scoffed, "Found him? He's massive."
"Well ah always called him mah teddy bear wolfie." She laughed and smiled to herself, Calvin looked up and smiled back at her, even though she was lost in her own memories, he felt himself moving forward slightly, before scalding himself and sitting back, rearranging himself on the sofa to not arouse suspicion. "Ah don't think he lahked that very much. So he punched holes in mah chest." She laughed again at his completely shocked and flabbergasted look on his face, "He had claws, metal claws that come out right here," she took his hand lightly in hers and ran her fingers over his knuckles. "An' he can heal himself. So he was havin' a nightmare. An' ah tried to wake him up, mah mistake, he woke up, yeah, but stabbing me in the process." She looked down at the picture and tried not to think back to what it was like to feel blood ooze into her lungs and not being able to breathe. She know it was impossible, but if she closed her eyes and thought back to that night, she could still feel the cool hard metal in her skin, in her chest. It was a strange feeling, it didn't hurt anymore, but it was still extremely eerie and abnormal sensation.
"So ah touched him, then ah got healed. So it all worked out fine.. .. More or less." She smiled and spotted someone else on the picture, hoping to leave that story untouched and move onto a more happy one. "That's undeetect, basically her name is Dee, she has no bodily smell." Calvin laughed at that and shifted again.
"Wow, see that's a cool power." Rogue laughed and moved closer to him. She didn't know she was doing it when she was doing it, but a couple stories later and a couple more sips of her coke she realised just how close they were. She was about to move back, but was struck with the thought that if he didn't want her to be there, he would have pushed her away. She looked up and over to him and took a sharp breath in when she met his eyes and she slowly tilted her head.
His eyes flickered down to her lips and moved his head down to where his gaze was. Her grip on her coke can loosened and she heard the photo fall to the ground, her can close behind it. She gasped and looked down to where it had fallen. She was glad she had nearly drunk all of the drink, but she as a couple drops fell from the thin metal onto the photo she sighed a word that she didn't even know.
"Warren.. .." she reached down and picked up the photo and put it on the table. She turned to Calvin and smiled lightly.
"Ah think ah better go." She spoke softly, but didn't move, she just stared at the photo on the table, where the liquid had smuggled the ink which made up a tiny person, that she knew was Warren, but now it was just a small pool of dark ink which you couldn't make anything out of.
Calvin watched her as she looked down sadly at the photo, she looked kind of like she was mourning it. He had heard her whisper a guys name, Warren, it didn't take a genius to figure out that she meant Warren Worthington. He wondered if they had a relationship, she did know him and used to live with him after all. He wondered if she knew she had said his name, by the looks of it she didn't. He cursed himself, and Warren, he guessed he cursed Warren because it was his name she was saying, not his. She looked so elegant and so gorgeous that he wished he had kissed her, that he could take her in his arms and proclaim that she was his. But he couldn't. He wondered if she was in love with Warren. It was a crazy idea, but he wasn't think rationally at the moment, to busy thinking about how stupid he was for making a move on a girl who was seven years younger then him.
Rogue moved to get her bag and stood up, Calvin stood up with her, out of manners, and walked a couple steps behind her as she went to the door. He was about to open it when Rogue put her hand on his lower arm.
"Ah.. ..Ah'll try an' get Warren on the phone, if ya want. Ah'm sure he'll love ta see ya.. ..Ah think he owes meh a favour anyway." She smiled warmly up to him and gave him a small nod.
"That.. ..that would be nice." He said, that was the last thing he excepted her to say, he was thinking more along the lines of "Leave me alone, I never want to see you again." Only cuter then that, cause of her accent.
Her smile widened and she stood on tip toes and kissed him on his cheek before opening the door herself and leaving. As the door shut she pulled out her mobile, it was going to be long trip going down, may as well call Warren now before she forgot, she had the time anyway.
She felt a bit uneasy as she flipped through her phone book, her stomach fluttered as she spotted his name. She wondered if he would be okay with her calling him, or if he was in a meeting, she hoped he wasn't and pressed on the call button lightly and she pressed the button to call the elevator. The more the phone rang, the more nervous she got, just because he had come to her the other day didn't mean he liked her, she still guessed that he hated her and what she did to herself but after a couple more rings she heard the sound of someone connecting you through.
"Hello?"
It was him, which she was thankful for, she didn't think that she could explain herself to an assistant or secretary.
"Hey, it's Rogue. Can ya talk?" Her voice was a bit stiff at first, but by the end of her sentence her voice had grown stronger and sounded normal. She could see the elevator getting close.
"Rogue? Yeah I can talk, what's the matter?" As to doors to the lift opened she wondered why his voice sounded so concerned and shocked, maybe she had underestimated the way he felt about her, maybe he actually liked her and was worried about her. She pressed the lowest button, the ground floor and the door shut slowly.
"Nah, ah'm fahne, it's just a mate. He had a conference this morning an' he was really excited 'bout someone from your company going, but they never showed. So ah was wonderin' if ya could see him. He's really good, ah swear, ya won't be wasting ya tahme." Rogue wondered how silly she most probably sounded like.
"Er.. .. What was the conference? I got my computer with me, I can check it out." She heard him double click and guessed it was him on his laptop.
She thought back to the sheet of papers she was giving everyone before she replied. "Yeah, it was the beRage conference by Calvin Rankin. Does that help?"
There was a slight pause as she heard him type in what she had just said and hit the last button slightly harder and then he started speaking again. "Yeah, I'll call him, we couldn't get anyone over there today. It's such a mess over here. I was interested in this company, thanks, I'll see what I can do."
"Cool, thanks Warren. Ah owe ya one."
"Nah, I think we're even, you know from the other day. Thanks again Rogue."
"That's fine, ah was glad to help. How ya doing now? Ah read a story on the internet, so ya going back to San Francisco?" She glanced up at the floor counter and saw she was only on the thirty fifth.
"Yeah, I'm on the plane now actually."
Rogue made a disgusted noise into the phone. "Ah hate planes."
"Me two, I prefer flying the.. ..er.. .. natural way."
"Same, ah felt free when ya flew meh round the other day, but ah just feel trapped in that tin cigar."
"I know the feeling. I though about doing that now, but I have a feeling I would be driving air traffic control nuts." Both laughed and Rogue smiled down into the phone, she could almost see Warren smiling herself.
"Hey, when ya get back maybe we could go flying some tahme. Ah mean, if ya want, ah know ah'm not ya favourite person."
There was another pause, one which Rogue didn't know why or what he was doing. Had she said something wrong?
"There would be nice. And Rogue, about how I treated you at the mansion-"
"Nah it was fahne, ya were right, ah didn't belong there."
"I didn't want you to leave."
She was going to agree and tell him that she already knew that and there were no hard feelings, but she didn't know that, she always thought he was having a little party because she left, and that's why he was so fast to give her to money.
"Ya didn't? Then why were ya so mean ta meh?" hers voice held some hostility to it, she didn't intend for it to but it just came out.
"I.. .. I'll tell you some other time. I don't think over the phone is appropriate."
"What are you talking about? Warren, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, we're just going through some turbulence. I got to go, I'll talk to you later." And with that he hung up, leaving Rogue to looked down at her phone with a very perplexed look on her face before feeling the lift stop and watch as the doors opened before stepping out and wondering just how is she going to get home.
She looked around the reception area and went to the desk and asked them to call her a cab, which they did so immediately and politely and told her it would be here in a five minutes. She nodded, smiled and thanked them and walked to the entrance, smiling at the man who took Calvin's car before standing there, waiting for her cab to arrive.
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The room was massive, and all either metal or glass, he guessed his father liked it like that. He looked around and saw the magnificent view outside the window, he breathed in and wished he'd rather be out there then in here.
"Mr Worthington?"
Warren looked around to see a slightly plump man, with no hair, watching him, like everyone else around the long business table.
"Yes?"
"We were just talking about the cure. See the labs are having a problem with the rats."
"Rats?"
"Yes, see, it's all in the folder," Warren looked down at his hand on the desk and the folder in them, he nodded and flicked through it til he reached the page the man was talking about. He looked up at the man, a sign for him to continue. "See, we injected the rats with the mutant gene, then the cure. Well the mutant gene is dominating the cure, making it immune to it."
"Immune? As is the cure isn't working anymore?" Warren sat up a bit straighter, how long had they known this? He felt his hands get sweaty and his immediate thought was if Rogue was okay.
"Yes, unfortunately it means we are liability for many legal complaints and hundreds of people could sue us."
"Has it happened to any mutants yet? Does anyone outside of this room or the scientists know about this?"
The man turned to look at one of his colleagues before looking back to the young man. "One mutant that we have traced, and no, we're not sure whether to go public with this or to keep it hidden and let people find out for themselves."
"What mutant?" Warren said, hoping it wasn't Magneto, praying it wasn't Magneto.
The man pointed to the folder in front of him, Warren looked down and turned the page over. It was Mystique. He didn't know whether to be happy or not, it wasn't Magneto, but it was one of his brotherhood.
"Mr Worthington, should we go public with this?"
Warren knew he had to do the right thing, even if it meant that his fathers company would fall through. "We have to go public. People need to know, what if they have a destructive power they need to be warned that it will be coming back."
Another man from half way down the table spoke up, he was bald and had striking gold eyes, Warren had seen him when he came in, but this was the first time he really took notice of who he was. He was still getting used to meeting and acquainting himself with everyone that now worked for him.
"What about mutants who have taken the cure to hide, or to stop being disowned, what if a girl took the cure so her family would accept her again, if they found out she was going to get her powers back they would surely reject her again." The man spoke the truth, it was a difficult choice to make, he couldn't keep this a secret from the world, but how many people would he be hurting if he did? How many people would he be hurting if he didn't? he had morals on both sides of this option, the one where less people get harmed or the one where people got disowned and had to go back into hiding because their powers have come back and everyone knows they have.
Warren looked down at his hands and slowly, very heavily lifted one up and ran it through his hair. He wondered if he would talk to someone who would know better, Ororo or Hank. He had the sudden thought to fly Rogue over here to get her opinion, but knew he wanted more than that from her, he could get her opinion over the phone, he just wished he could see her, get support by her being there, like she was the other day.
So much was happening, and he wasn't sure if he could take much more. One half of him was telling him to jump out the window and take to the skies, getting away from all his problems, but he knew that they would always be there, and one day he would have to go back and face them.
"Isn't there a government program that can deal with this? The Department of Mutant Affairs?"
"We will organise a meeting with them as soon as possible Mr Worthington." A woman spoke from the other side of him, writing note down vigorously.
"Good, we'll discus what they think after the meeting with them, is there any other business?" He really wanted to get out of there, sure his wings were very flexibly and can be pressed extremely close to his body so it looks like there is nothing abnormal, but it was very uncomfortable and tiring to tense and hold them there for such a long time. He needed to get some fresh air and get out of everyone's sight, everyone looking at him as if he knew the answers, as if he was his father. He hated it, he was too young to be doing this kind of stuff. He just wanted to get out.
Looking over his shoulder he saw a bird fly by the window, he kind of envied that bird, for a second he wished he was just a bird, but that reminded him of the long running joke from Logan that he was just a giant seagull. He had only been away from the mansion a couple hours, but he wished he was back there now, here he didn't know anyone or anything. And he never liked that.
"No, sir, that is all."
Warren stood up quickly and left the room as fast as he could, waiting til he was in the elevator before breathing out and loosening his tie and ran his hand through his hair again, before pulling his phone out of his pocket and flipping it open rather roughly.
He pressed a button and a little green on before holding it to his ear and waiting for some one to pick up on the other side. He didn't know how he was going to tell Ororo or Hank about the cure, but I think it would be better if he told them rather then them hearing it from a mutant or off the television.
"Warren?" He heard Ororo pick up the phone, and silently he cursed caller ID, it always freaked him out a bit.
"Yeah, can you quickly get the X-men together?" He asked her lightly, knowing it would be better to tell everyone all together rather then having to repeat it or get questions from separate people all about the same things.
"I guess I can." Ororo said, her voice slightly worried, holding wonder of why he would want the X-men together to tell them something.
"That would be great." He said simply, but he knew that Ororo had already gone to get everyone. Warren smiled into the phone, he liked the kind of leader Ororo was, one that didn't wait, if there was something to be done, she made sure it was done either then and there or as soon as possible. He guessed that she was taking advantage of having him on the phone. Quickly he heard someone walking back to the phone and lifting it up, he lifted his head up to listen to what they were going to say.
"Hey, it's Kitty, we're just putting you through to the briefing room."
"Okay." He heard her put the phone down and a couple seconds later, he heard the phone being transferred and opened up to a speaker, in what he guessed to be the briefing room.
"Hello Warren, we're just waiting for Kitty to get back."
Warren nodded even though he knew none of them could see him doing it. The elevator doors opened and he stepped out of them, brushing past the people trying to get in at the same time. He quickly walked to his car and got in, shutting the door just as Ororo started to speak again.
"What did you call us about Warren?"
Warren relaxed in his car chair, leaning back against the cool leather, he closed his eyes and began to speak in to the phone.
"Okay, everyone's there right? 'Cause I'm only saying this once." He took a breath in and put on his business voice. "The cure, as you all know, was developed to dominate over the mutant gene making it dormant."
He heard Ororo sign and talk into the speaker, "Yes, we already know that."
"Yeah, well what you don't know is that it doesn't last. The mutant gene fights it and they eventually become immune to it. They already have a mutant who's powers have returned after being infected with the cure."
There was a silence, one he excepted and he was about to speak again when he was cut off.
"The mutant, who was it?" it was Logan, and he could tell he was fearing the worst, like he did when he first heard.
"Mystique."
There was a rather loud growl which Warren knew belonged to one person.
"So all mutants what have taken the cure will get their powers back?"
"Yes, the stronger they are, the quicker their powers will resurface and the quicker they will return to their original strength." He ran his hand though his hair, wondering what everyone looked like on the other end of the phone.
He could imagine Logan leaning up against the wall, cigar in him mouth but it being unlit. Ororo at the head of the table and everyone else in their normal places, Kitty would be sitting there, eyes wide and holding one hand to her mouth and the other in Bobby's hand under the table, like she always did when there was bad news. Bobby would have that icy cold hard expression he put up when he was in X-men conditions. Hank would be pacing back and forth which would usual piss him off but he could understand at the moment.
He didn't know what to say, he was kind of hoping they would, but they seemed to be at a miss as well. Finally someone spoke up and he wasn't sure if he was happy or not about what they said. It was Bobby and his voice seemed a normal, yet held a sense of worry and sadness in it, Warren guessed it was from the subject.
"What about Rogue? We have to warn her."
Warren sighed into the phone, maybe they could help him decide whether he should call her or not.
"Don't you think that we should let her have a couple more weeks of freedom and happiness before we tell her?" That was Kitty, Warren knew how close they were, and to be honest he didn't know why, after all, if Kitty wasn't around Bobby and Rogue would still be together. He wasn't sure if that would be a good or a bad thing.
"Yeah, but what if her powers come back when she's.. .. you know, and someone gets really hurt?" Bobby again, he had a good point, on Warren raised less then half an hour ago.
"Yeah, we're getting in touch with the DMA, whether to make it public or not." Warren informed them.
"We have to tell her, it will make her depressed as hell but she can not know." Logan spoke up, Warren nodded into the phone, knowing that it was the right thing to do. But he couldn't help the sinking feeling that Rogue would hate him for this, giving her a taste of the touch she craved then taking it away, it wasn't by choice, but it was his company so she would feel all the hostility against him.
Warren looked up at the little clock on his dash board and swore, he heard Ororo sigh on the other end of the phone, "Sorry, I just remembered I have another meeting I have to get to. I'll put you on speaker phone though, hang on." He spoke as he juggled the phone in his hands and quickly plugged it into the little hand hold set he had set up in his car. He slipped the key in the car and started it up, before listening to what was being said on the other side of the phone.
"We can't keep this from her or anyone else for that matter." Ororo said, he voice strong, and Warren had the feeling she felt extremely for this subject.
"I'll tell her." Warren said quickly before cursing himself mentally. Why did he say that? Well he knew why, but why did he had to say he'd tell her? He continued to curse himself whist he drove out the car park and up the street. He may as well of just said he loved her, how stupid was he? Most of the people in the mansion thought he hated Rogue so why would he want tell her the news, it would just seem odd and absurd.
"No, bub, I know you don't like Rogue but there's no way I'm gunna let you get some sick pleasure out of telling her this." He could almost picture Logan shedding his claws, he shivered at the thought and clicked his neck before slipping a hand between his back and the sit, rubbing the place in his back where his wings joint his spine.
And a voice he didn't expect or even consider being there spoke up, although it was quite and hard to make out, the deep voice was strong and could only belong to one person. Peter. "No, I think it would be better if Warren told her. She doesn't need a friend telling her the news, she'd hold it against them, but if someone she didn't like told her, she couldn't really hate them anymore."
Warren listened intently at people mumbling and agreeing with his statement.
"Plus, does anyone here really want to get on the bad side of Rogue?"
Warren smirked; it was true, without her powers Rogue had to hone other skills to defend herself with, mainly being her strength and agility. She was very athletic and extremely good at fighting, Warren had been put up against her many times, because of his lack of a defensive power, and although he always had the upper hand, she was a very good opponent.
Ororo chuckled out loud a bit before continuing, "Yes, well Warren I'm sure you can find some time during your busy schedule to visit Rogue can't you?"
"Yeah, sure, look I got to go, this meeting is in ten minutes and I just arrived, I'll talk to you guys later."
He heard everyone say good bye to him, most of them yelling it across to the phone, he didn't hear Logan say bye, but he guessed that Logan was still getting used to technology and didn't trust phones, that and he never said bye.
Warren reached over to his phone and pushed the little red button that was across from the little green one and took it out of the hand set as he parked his car. He looked up to the building though his windshield and sighed, it wasn't a big building, but it was fancy, and he knew that meant only one thing, that who every was holding the meeting was going to be an ignorant dense fool who's "million dollar idea" would just be another idea, only in a different color, or with a different name. All of that just from the building they chose to hold their meeting.
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Sitting at a small silver table outside a café, Rogue dazed up into the sky. She watched as she could see a small plane fly by slowly, and squinting every time it went behind a cloud so she could still see it.
"Marie?" She quickly snapped her head down at the sound of her name.
She looked at the sweet long haired girl sitting across from her, she was tanned and had gorgeous silky hair that was flowing down her back and over her shoulders. She was looking annoyed and holding a glass out ice tea in her hands.
"Sorry Stace, what did ya say?"
"This Calvin guy, go for it, he's rich, famous and lets nor forgot damn hot."
Rogue sighed and looked down at the cheese cake in front of her, it was untouched and she wondered why she ordered it again.
"The last guy ah went out with-"
"Was over what? Three months ago! Girl, get back out there, and who better to do it with then this guy."
"Ya don't understand."
"What? Rich handsome guy likes girl, girl too shy to do anything, I understand fine, but what I don't get is why your shy, I mean your beautiful and single, what's holding you back?"
She was about to open her mouth and say her powers, but she knew that wasn't an excuse anymore. She sat back in her cool metal chair, silver like the table, and saw the plane fly behind the top of a building.
"Ah dunno, ah'm just kind of waitin' for.. .." She didn't know how to finish, she was just waiting for a guy like Calvin, cute, sweet, kind, gorgeous.
"An angel? Wake up, this guy is the closest thing your ever gunna get to one."
"You have no idea." Rogue muttered to herself before looking down at her phone to see she had a missed call, she must have forgotten to take it off silent after work, she was about to put it on loud when it started to vibrate in her hand. She jumped slightly in shock before glancing up to Stace, who was drinking her tea, and picking it up to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey it's Warren, I'm in the city on Saturday, I was wondering if we could meet up, maybe at your place, I got something.. .. important to talk to you about."
"Oh, kay, er.. .. round one ish?"
"Perfect." And at that she heard him hang up the phone. She held it just from her ear for a second before putting it back in her bag and looking up to Stace, who was smirking and eating a strawberry.
"Was that him?"
Rogue squinted her nose up. "No, that was Warren?"
Stace's mouth dropped, she had a look of pure envy and shock on her face. "What, the other millionaire hot guy who likes you?"
"Well ya got the millionaire bit right, but he doesn't lahke meh, actually he pretty much hates mah guts an' isn't 'fraid of showin' it."
"But he's still hot right?" Rogue smirked at her friend boldness and concern for how attractive a man is before anything else.
"Ah guess so-"
"God, I hate you, you have two hot millionaires and I have Larry the electrician for my building."
Rogue laughed at her defeated mate before taking a sip of her coke and commenting. "Our building, and Larry's.. .. nice."
Stace sat up and pointed at Rogue with a look of dead seriousness on her face, "Would you date him?"
Before Rogue could stop herself she blurted out a loud and offended, "Hell no!" before blushing and both of the girls bursting into laughter.
"Okay, so what did this Warren guy want?"
"To meet up with me on Saturday, I dunno why actually, he didn't say."
Stace pulled her purse out of her bag and began to open it, "Maybe he wants to confess a secret hidden love he has for you."
"Okay first, you said that lahke a little kid doin' a school play, second, ah'll pay, ah got double pay on Friday, third, when ya say secret, ya don't need ta say hidden as well, cause it's unessasary. And lastly, Warren would never had a "secret hidden love for meh" ah'm pretty damn sure he still hates mah guts."
"Whoa, no need to make a speech." Stace laughed and put her bag over her shoulder before standing up and tucking her chair in under the table.
Rogue stood up and took some money from her purse and put it on the table. She looked down at her uneaten cheesecake and couldn't shake off the feeling of hope that came up when she thought of Warren near her. And wondered if maybe his feelings were not just those of hate, after all, he did try and kiss her, even if he was in a lot of grief at the time.
Looking up she saw another plane fly above her in the sky, she took a sharp intake of breath when she had a sudden flash of the time she was falling.
"Marie, you coming or what?" Stace called out to her, she looked up at her friend, and shook off any feelings what so ever, good or bad, and jogged up to her friend who was now a couple feet away.
"Yeah, just wondering how much to tip."
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