Title: A Spark Of Good From The Burn Of Evil

Rating: FRT
Disclaimer: I own Ashley, nothing more. Just the idea.
Spoilers: X1, X2, X3

Summary: Your past is the blueprint for your future. Rogue knew this better than anyone. Future fic. Ryro, slight RoLo, Bobby/Rogue vibes.

Most characters will have a slight bit of OOC, but given the storyline, I don't know how they'd react to this situation.

I changed a few things from the movie, so it's possible AU.

1 more chapter! Man, this is sad...


Marie stood in silence. What was she supposed to say after a confession like that?

When Rogue didn't respond, he continued.

"You know, that night, I though we had something. I thought we were passed that whole awkward tension. I thought you actually liked me."

"I did, John. I still do." Marie assumed.

"They why did I wake up alone with my only reminder of you, the smell of you in my sheets?" He said rather calmly.

Rogue instantly felt guilty. She didn't figure he would have been upset about her leaving that morning. Obviously, she was wrong.

"I…it wouldn't have worked." She insisted. "You were Brotherhood, I was X-Men! You wouldn't come back to the mansion and I certainly wasn't going to raise a child with the Brotherhood."

"We could've broken away."

Rogue scoffed "Would you've actually left Magneto for me, or a child?"

Pyro couldn't answer. He truly didn't now about then, but he certainly knew now.

"I just did, didn't I?"

"We're not talking about now. We're talking about then."

"Well than, let's talk about now."

"What about now?"

"You, me and Ashley."

Marie just looked at him.

"I want to be a part of her life, Rogue."

"How?" Marie sighed. She just didn't see how things could work.

"We'll think of something."

Marie didn't say anything.

After moments of silence, she finally spoke, changing the topic.

"I never told her anything about you. I guess she just figured it out that you were her father."

"She's a smart girl…Just like her mother."

"She's seems quite smitten with you." Rogue said remembering that before he even spoke with her, Ashley had gotten a hug out of him. "She's never taken someone like that before."

Pyro looked at her thoughtfully.

"Is she the only one?" referring to being smitten.

Even in the moon lit darkness, John could see her blush as she turned her head away.

Pyro moved to her side, and turned her to him with slight pressure on her arm.

Rogue turned and was backed up against the sill.

Her breath caught when it registered how close they were.

Pyro had his hands placed on either side of her resting on the sill.

Moving one hand to her chin, John titled her head to face him. Again, the heat radiating from his hand burnt throughout her. He really did have a magic touch.

He pulled away as soon as his fingers began to tingle.

Marie turned back to see the most indescribable expression on his face.

His eyes drilled right through hers while a ghost of a smile played on his lips.

Marie didn't have time to think about it when he reached up to thread is fingers through her hair and pull her lips to his.

Marie shocked herself by reacting. It had been so long since she received a kiss like this. Pyro's hands in her hair protected him from her power, but the contact between their lips did not.

As soon as pins and needle ran through his system, he pulled away. Seconds for recuperating later, he leaned in again.

Marie was slightly surprised that he would tempt death again, but she realized she should have been expecting it.

He wasn't afraid.

For the second time he pulled back just as his veins began to tighten. And again, he took a few seconds for a breather, then leaned in.

Without realizing what was happening, both found themselves falling…again. Neither had forgotten the other but both had accepted the fact that they would never see each other again. Now, they weren't sure if that was possible.

Every kiss was a reminder of the night they shared those years ago. The night that accidentally happened, yet was the best thing that happened to the pair.

Pyro was never the cautious type. He liked to live life on the edge, and kissing her lips wasn't enough, just like simple touches weren't enough back then.

Removing his hands from her hair, he ran them underneath the back of her shirt.

Marie gasped. The physical contact she'd been craving since the cure failed.

Her gasp gave Pyro the access he needed to deepen the kiss.

But this time when the first signs of pain coursed threw his body, he didn't pull away.

Marie knew he lived for danger, so when she felt the hands that were crawling up her back start to shake, she pulled away.

"What are you trying to do?" she slugged him in the shoulder once his breathing had regulated. "Kill yourself?"

Pyro just shrugged.

"I'd like to go now other way."

Reaching out, being careful of the shards of glass, he lifted her up to sit on the sill and stepped into the open space between her legs. When he got close enough, he wrapped his arms around her waist, covered by her green pjs. Marie in turn, placed her hands against his chest.

Through his shirt, she could feel his heart beat loud and clear.

"Um…you know… I'm not good at this stuff…" Pyro bowed his head. "…but umm…" He exhaled and lifted his head. This he had to say face-to-face. He surprised himself by instinctively nudging her nose with his. It felt so natural.

Marie looked at him expectantly.

"...take a chance on me." He said quietly.

Even though she had her doubts, Marie smiled. She was hoping he'd decide to stick around. Ashley seemed quite taken with him…though she wasn't the only one, Rogue had to admit. It'd break Ashley's heart if she never saw him again; after all, he was her father.

"On one condition." Marie said.

"Name it."

"If whatever it is that we have, doesn't work, please be around for Ashley."


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Author's Note: Mushy Pyro! Finally that's done with! lol. One chapter left ya'll…sniff