The next morning Cyndi went right to work on learning to make herself 'fly'. Hank had convinced her it would be easy once she figured it out, so together they went outside and thought up different ways for her to become focused enough to at least levitate herself, if not 'fly'.
"I think Jean's the only one who can do this...I'm on the mutant 'tart cart' when it comes to my powers." She replied with a smirk after a couple minutes of trying.
"No you're not. You just need to visualize it and it will happen." Hank chuckled.
"Ok, here goes..." She said as she closed her eyes. About two minutes later a psychic shield began to form around her...she was actually starting to get it!
"Good, now keep doing what you're doing..." Hank replied encouragingly. All he needed were pom-poms and a nifty cheer. He could skip the skimpy outfit though...there were just some things in life that one should never see...
Another minute later, Cyndi began to hover over the grass and once she felt her feet leave the ground, she opened her eyes and looked down, she was at least a good 4 feet off of the ground.
"Holy shit! I'm doing it!" She squealed happily, ultimately breaking her concentration and suddenly dropping to the grass with a thud and an abrupt 'omph!'.
"Shit..." She groaned as she looked up at Hank from her spot on the grass and he outstretched a hand to her to help her up.
"That was wonderful!" He smiled.
"The falling wasn't wonderful..." She sulked as she got to her feet and dusted off her jeans.
"But you're learning. You'll have this down in no time!" He replied as he put an arm around her shoulders.
"Hank, how do you always stay so positive?" Cyndi smiled.
"I don't know..." He smirked.
"Well, God love ya for it." She smiled as they walked inside to take a break. At this rate she'd be zipping around the sky by the time Remy got back. She couldn't wait to show him!
That night...
As if on schedule, Cyndi's cell phone rang just as she was stepping out of the shower. She hurried to wrap a towel around herself and answer it.
"Hello?" She said softly.
"Bonjour, Amour." Came Remy's cheerful voice.
"Hey, Baby...you have perfect timing." She smiled as she used another towel to dry her hair.
"Oui? Why's dat?" He chuckled.
"I just got finished showering and then you called. You must have read my mind or something. I was just thinking about you." She smiled as she began to comb out her long wet hair.
"Remy t'inkin' bout ya all day, Chere. Have ya made any progress wit ya powers?" He asked thoughtfully.
"Mmhmm. I got a whole 4 feet off of the ground, how cool is that?" She replied as she worked on a knot in her hair.
"Very cool. Ya make dis Cajun so proud. Ya be back on de team in no time, Chere." He replied, no doubt smiling.
"Hopefully. I'm going nuts thinking of things to do while you guys are gone on missions." She sighed as she finally untangled her hair and went to sit on her bed, reaching over to her night table to grab a bottle of lotion. She flipped the cap open and squirted some into the palm of her hand before applying it to freshly shaven legs.
"Aww, don' worry. Everyt'in will be back ta normal soon." He assured her.
"So, what are you doing? I miss you." She said softly as she placed the lotion back on her night table and lay back on the bed, closing her eyes and listening to Remy's soothingly deep voice on the other end.
"Remy misses ya, too, Amour. He jus' watchin a lil t.v...literally, it be tiny, Chere. Ya should see dis." He chuckled. She giggled and shook her head at his joke.
"Dumbass..." She replied light-heartedly.
"Ya love Remy's ass...ain't not'in dumb bout it." He shot back huskily.
"I love how you turn everything into sex..." She chuckled.
"Remy can't help dat he's a sexual beast, Chere. A sexual beast dat needs ta get some lovin' when he comes home." He teased.
"What if I'm too tired?" She replied with a smirk.
"Better start takin' ya vitamins den, Chere." He laughed which made her laugh.
"Well, to be completely honest, I am actually a little tired. Do you mind if I cut us off short tonight, Baby?" She asked softly.
"Non. Ya get some sleep. Ya gon' need it fo' tomorrow afternoon." He replied.
"Keep dreamin'." She laughed.
"Remy can't stop dreamin' bout it, Chere..." He replied coolly.
"Good night, Honey Buns." She said with a grin.
"G'nigh', Sexy. Remember ta stretch...Remy wan's ya nice an' limber fo' him." He laughed. They exchanged a few more laughs and finally hung up a few minutes later.
The next afternoon...
When Cyndi heard the Black Bird flying over the mansion; she headed outside to greet everyone along with Hank, Marie, Bobby, Jubilee and Kitty. The hatch door opened and their team mates emerged from the jet carrying their duffel bags. Cyndi's eyes lit up when she saw Remy and when Remy saw her, his face broke out into a big smile as the two rushed over to each other. Remy dropped his bag at his feet and caught Cyndi who had leapt into his arms, wrapped her thighs around his waist and ravaged his face with kisses. Remy caught her lips when they came past the vicinity of his mouth and gave her a deep and heated kiss.
It was good to be home.
A few weeks later...
Annoyed that the Professor hadn't put her back on her team yet, Cyndi sought him out in his study and demanded an explanation. She was patient, but it had almost been a month and she had more than mastered her new skills by this point. Xavier was always the one to push the 'good things come to those who wait' mantra at everyone and it was getting on Cyndi's last nerve. She simply couldn't take this anymore. If she wasn't going to be an X-Man...what was she doing there? Why was she wasting precious days of her young life in this house? Besides Remy and her friends...she was beginning to see no other reason to stay there much longer.
"I just don't think that you are truly ready. I know that you have made great strides with your powers as of late and I congratulate you on your persistence but-" The Professor began calmly.
"I can't just sit around everyday! I can only work out, watch TV or go shopping so many times. Tell me the real reason why you're not putting me back on my damn team?" She demanded her hands firmly on her hips and feet planted on the ground in a defensive stance.
"I just feel that right now your head is not focused where it should be. I am more than happy that you and Remy have come together...but maybe you need a little time to get used to being together while you ease back into your duties." He explained.
"But, Remy's in this relationship too. So, why does he get to stay active and I don't? Who made you the judge on what I can handle? If this goes on any longer...I don't know what I'll do..." She sighed in frustration. She wanted to hurl the man across the room in her anger, but she couldn't. He had been good to her. But, right then...she didn't know how much more of his condescendence she could take.
The Professor tried to calm her down but there was no getting through to her. Ultimately, she stormed off and began packing suitcases. She needed to get away.
XXXXXX
Wondering why she hadn't come down for dinner, Remy excused himself from the table and caught Cyndi sneaking out of her room; quietly making her way down the stairs carrying 2 large suitcases. When she looked up and saw him, she frowned. She wished that she could've made a silent getaway. It would've been so much easier than this.
"Chere? Where ya goin'?" Remy asked softly, his voice visibly sad at what he was witnessing. He knew she was upset about what had happened earlier, but this was going too far. She couldn't leave.
"I need to go somewhere and cool off. I need to just get away from this place." She replied gently as she got to the foot of the stairs and placed her suitcases down on the floor of the foyer.
"But, wha' bout us?" He asked with big, sad eyes. The tone of his voice just then melted her heart and made her want to cry. But she couldn't. Not now.
"I'm not leaving you, Baby..." She cooed to him gently as he stepped closer to her and placed his hands on her hips possessively. She reached up and held his face in her hands, her thumbs running along his cheeks.
"Den let Remy come, too. Wherever ya goin'...Remy don' wan' ya ta go alone. He'd worry too much." He said softly.
"I don't really know where I'm going, to be completely honest. I just need to go somewhere...anywhere but here." She replied, looking around and making sure no one was around to witness her leaving but him.
"Remy's comin' too. He needs ya." He insisted. She sighed softly and her face softened at the idea.
"How fast can you pack?" She asked.
"Fast enough. We'll go tonight when everyone's asleep, Chere." He said gently.
"Alright. I'll just put my stuff in the car and I'll help you pack when you're finished eating." She promised as she leaned in to kiss him softly.
"Promise ya won' leave Remy?" He asked quietly. God did his face look forlorn. Crimson and ebony eyes so gloomy. How could she have even imagined leaving without him? Her Cajun.
"I'd never leave you, Baby." She said gently as they hugged one another tightly. After coming to terms with what would be going on later that night, Remy returned to the dinner table while Cyndi put her suitcases in the trunk of her car.
That night...
At around 2am when they were certain everyone was asleep; Cyndi and Remy made their way out of the mansion and loaded her car up with Remy's stuff. The night was quiet...too quiet. They were sure they would be found out but luckily, no one had stirred during their escape.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked softly once they were in the car.
"Oui. Remy never let ya go through dis alone." He said firmly.
"We'll be back...I just need to be on my own a while. I know that you understand." She said gently, glancing over at Remy who nodded.
"Ya doin' wha's righ' fo you, Chere." He confirmed. Once that was said, Cyndi started the car and pulled away from their home and drove into the night. She still had no idea where she was going to go, but hopefully the night would lead her somewhere new and exciting. Somewhere where the people she loved didn't take her for granted or underestimate her.