Sovereign-Chapter 8

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"Shift?" I asked the boy. He looked up at me, into my eyes, and then suddenly launched himself at me, hugging me tightly.

"Sovereign!" he exclaimed. I smiled and hugged him back before pulling away to look at him. He was about 5'7'' now, only a couple of inches taller than myself. Perry came behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Wanderer!" The boy was only emanating pure joy that we were both here. I gathered him close to me as we walked slowly out of the grove. Perry had his arm around my shoulder. We looked like a family, a big brother, middle sister, and a little brother out for a walk together. I checked my pockets for money.

"Oh crap," I said, directed at Perry.

"What?" he asked me.

"I don't have enough money to go from here back to the hotel," I said softly, hoping Shift wouldn't hear.

"That's ok. We'll just walk a bit then call a cab," he said, pulling me closer. We continued to walk 15 blocks, until Shift was complaining that he needed a ride. We called a cab and rode up to 2 blocks from the Michelangelo, where my money completely expired. We walked the last two blocks and up to our room. As soon as we got inside I proceeded to bang on the adjoining door between our room and Rogue and Remy's. Rogue opened it a few moments later, too tired to give me a death glare.

"What the hell is it, Ada?" she yawned, opening her eyes and seeing Shift for the first time.

"Um…Rogue? Meet my surrogate brother Shift," her eyes widened. She retracted into the room and came out dragging a half-asleep Remy with her.

"Wha' is it, mignonne?" he asked slowly, his eyes barely noticing any presence.

"So let meh get this straight. Ya an' Perry were talkin', an he told ya that Shift here had to make his decision still, an' ya figured in yer head that he'd arrive any minute, an' ya an' Perry went back to the park, an' found him there?" Rogue clarified after we told our story.

"Yes. Exactly," I said. There was a rollaway bed in the room now, made up for Shift that that had been brought up by a very grumpy hotel worker. Shift had already fallen asleep; Rogue and Remy were now getting up to leave and go back to sleep. Perry and I just looked at each other laughing. It had been one crazy day of people coming back from the dead, people meeting and finding out things about people they had known for years.

"Well. Now that this crazy day has ended, you think it may be a good time to go to sleep?" he asked me, and I laughed. We both lay down in the queen bed, and he pulled me against him.

"It's been so long since I've fell asleep in your arms," I breathed quietly. I felt his lips on the top of my head in response, and I fell asleep more peaceful than I had ever been in the last year.

When I woke the next morning, the first thing I noticed was warmth. A warm body pressed against me. I turned, just to see Perry smiling down at me.

"Good morning my love," he breathed, his lips coming down on mine. I gratefully responded to the gentle attack, his lips and tongue stopping my senses.

"Ummm…I know you guys are in love, but tone it down for the thirteen year old kid, please?" we heard Shift's voice come. We both blushed lightly and pulled apart. I reluctantly got out of bed, pulling away from the warmth of both my love and the bed. I took a pair of jeans and a tight black wrap top with a deep v-neck out of my suitcase and went into the bathroom to change whilst yawning. I felt the mischief Perry was emitting.

"Don't go making plots to peek in on me, Per," I felt the slight disappointment that he had been caught. I emerged from the bathroom with my hairbrush in hand, slowly brushing through the auburn hair that fell to my waist. The only thing I absolutely hated about my hair was that it took so darn long to brush though. Shift, Perry and I talked about everything and nothing whilst I brushed through my hair. When I finally finished, I looked at the cock. 11:30. I knocked on the door to Rogue and Remy's room before barging in. They were both still asleep, cuddling in a similar fashion that I had woken up with Wanderer in. I crouched down next to Remy's ear.

"WAKE UP DIABLE!" came my scream. He jumped out of his skin and about four cards came out of nowhere, all of them glowing pink, ready to explode. Remy looked around, saw me and glared at me.

"Y'r de diable, petite sœur," he grumbled, and the cards stopped glowing. Rogue just glared at me as the two of them got out of bed. I went back into the room I was sharing with Mikey and Perry. They proceeded to crack up at the scene that had just occurred.

"What's a diable?" Shift asked me after the laughter had died down.

"Oh. It's French for devil. You know, the eyes," I told him and he nodded lightly.

It took the couple 20 minutes altogether to get ready. Now the only thing we needed to arrange was food. The five of us wandered out of the streets of Manhattan looking for some place to eat.

"Sovereign," I turned my head to look at Shift who was addressing me.

"Yeah Mikey? And you can call me Ada or Adalyn, ya know," I smiled at the small boy.

"Yeah. Force of habit," he said. "Anyway, remember the time you and Wanderer snuck off to that hotel?" came his challenge. I felt a flush come over my cheeks. My brother didn't know about said incident…

"Y' snuck off to de very hotel we are stayin' in mignonne?" Remy asked me, half surprised, half interrogatively.

"Ummm…" I looked at Perry.

"Lets just tell them and be thankful they didn't find out some other way," came his telepathic voice.

"Well… we had been celebrating our 8th month together…and we wanted to get away from Foster for one night just to ourselves…so we went to the Michelangelo…we sort URGED our way into the presidential suite…lets just say Foster found us the next day, extremely pissed off beyond anyone's imagination," I said, my face turning into a tomato. Rogue was smiling, probably thinking about my comment after danger room last week. Remy however…wasn't smiling at all. He looked a bit angry. Problem with guys… the thought swam through my head.

"What exactly would be the "problem with guys" Lynnie?" Oh crap. Telepath.

"I heard that too," Dammit.

"And that," Perry was beginning to get on my nerves.

"Okay…Problem with guys you want to know? Okay. Guys can do whatever they want, kiss whomever they want to kiss, do whatever they want with girls, and all the other guys do is pat them on the back and say good job dude. Now lets say some guy's sister kisses any guy, they get all defensive and over protective," Perry opened his mouth to object, but I cut him off. "Don't even go trying that "That ain't true!" crap. You know it is. Shift didn't like that I was dating you or that rebellious streak that Giver had when she was 14 and started dating that guy with an eyebrow piercing, and you didn't like the situation with Giver either," he closed his mouth and began to think. "Heck, you even tracked the guy down and interrogated him!" He finally gave in to my accusation, knowing he shouldn't have fought in the first place. We found this cute luncheonette that we all turned into. We were seated at a U-shaped booth, Perry and I on one end, Rogue and Remy on the other, and Mikey stuck in the middle.

"Damn it!!!" He said, seeing his position truly for the first time. He was stuck in between the couples. We laughed at his delayed reaction.

"Mikey! Language!" came my sharp reply.

"Who are you, my mother?" he demanded, glaring at me around Perry.

"Whoa! Calm down, Mikey…and…don't talk to my girl that way," Perry chastised him. Mikey huffed, but said nothing. A waitress who was faking happiness took our orders, and walked off without a single word besides what she was required to say. 20 minutes later there was a toasted bagel drowning in cream cheese sitting in front of me.

"You'd better finish that, my love," Perry said, eyeing the plate.

"I might, I might not," I didn't eat much; I just had a small appetite.

"You will," he stated firmly as I took a bite. I rolled my eyes as he ate his eggs slowly.

"Mignonne, as much as Remy hates t' say dis, he agrees wid y' boyfriend," he accented the last word, showing his distaste for the fact that I had a boyfriend at all. I just glared at both of them, a feat since they were sitting across from each other, and took a second bite. The conversation became a bit more useless, and ended with Mikey being stared at by the entire restaurant. I actually ate the entire bagel…As we headed towards the theatres to see if we could get cheap tickets, I just thought of what would happen when we got back to the institute.

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Review Responses:

Enigma Nox: You have very amusing ways of prooving a point...ugh you're having evil headaches too? I haven't even been writing for a while because of the evil headaches from whatever world they're from...You screamed too? So did Hayleye. She is getting into this...I don't know why but thats another story that I don't know. You did a Shift character too? Common name I guess. And my friend, math is my least favorite subject. In 9th grade we have my little friend I like to call my calculator...my giant graphing calculator with about 3 uses for each button...thats just about the only way I was able to figure out that math...I just thought Ada should have some math skills where I am somewhat lacking...I don't know, I just put it in there! I knew from the beginning that I'd have "insert some comment in French here my ass" in the story somewhere...just fit there...don't think it's gone either, I tend to re-use comments. Oh yeah...I write for no one's benifit, mainly because I'm bored and ADHD and I need something to focus on...(but do you notice that I only update after one of your comments?) Yes, the killer headache does rule all.

Please, don't hurt yourself. I'm starting to like you in a non-creepy way.