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and any original characters/background characters that might pop up from time to time.
The three of them went to the accident site. It smelled of burning car parts and there was wreckage everywhere.
Not a clean wreck by any means.
"I'm not getting their scents. Smells different," Logan said.
"Looks pretty bad," Remy observed. He started looking around.
On the ground he found a gritty, dirty license plate. The numbers could still be made out. He felt hope for a moment. Remy ran back to Logan.
"The license plate number is wrong!"
"Show me," Logan said.
The three of them stared at it.
"Keep searching for anything else," Logan said.
The three of them kept looking, but after ten minutes didn't find much.
Suddenly a car came tearing down the road. It was headed right for Peter.
It was going to hit him head on!
Peter saw it coming and armored up just seconds before impact.
BANG!
The car struck him, but it was worse for the car. The airbag deployed.
Remy ran over since cars usually had drivers. He blew the door off the drivers side and pulled an unconscious woman out. She was thin with long brown hair. A business suit.
Remy carried her to a nearby bench and Peter joined him.
"I do not zink they make cars like zey used to," Peter stared at the new wreckage. "I don't think it's the car big guy, I think it's just you," Remy pat him on the back. "Who's the suit?" Logan came over. "Don't know. I pulled her out before the airbag suffocated her," Remy said.
Suddenly the woman shot up, brandishing a small laser pistol.
"What happened?"
"Easy lady. We just pulled out out of a wreck. You feeling alright?" Logan said.
"I'm fine," The woman said, standing. She was only of average height, but came off as very intimidating, "Anne Rothbourne. I work for William Stryker. He sent me to talk to you. Mr. Logan, could you and your friends talk with me at that diner?"
"First we need to get something straight," Logan said,
"did you run into Peter on purpose?"
Remy expected her to deny it, but she didn't.
"Of course. Everyone knows mutants are dangerous.
It was supposed to go smoother, but since it didn't,
I'm prepared to make a compromise with you. Now can we talk? I'll tell you why I'm here,"
"Besides to try and kill us," Remy said.
"Vous parlerez que quand o parl e, peu enfant," Anne glared at Remy.
Remy was taken aback. Apparently her boss had done his homework very well.
"We'll talk, but we won't agree to anything," Logan said.
They went to the diner across the street. They didn't order anything and sat in a booth in the back.
"I'm willing to make you a deal. My boss runs a new group called the Friends of Humanity. He's willing to give you protection if you work for him since trying to kill you didn't work so well," Anne explained.
"Your boss can shove it," Logan said, "We're not going after other mutants just for some protection."
"I assure you it pays very well," Anne said.
"We're already paid pretty good. Thanks," Remy said. Anne glared at him again. There was something about him she obviously didn't like.
He didn't much care however.
"I'm trying to help you out," Anne said, "If you don't take this deal, you'll be signing your death warrants. You and everyone at your school will become a target for our organization."
"So some guys with guns will be out to kill us. That won't be anything new," Logan said,
"Thanks for your time, but we have to go."
They got up to leave. "My boss may know more about your friends in the car accident then the news lead you to believe," Anne said quietly.
That made them stop, but Logan wasn't taken in so easily.
"If he does then we'll figure it out for ourselves."
They left the rester aunt. "This is going to be lots of fun," Remy said when they got in the car, "Now we've got Magneto and Sinister, plus a bunch of guys with guns and stuff trying to hunt us down. I say we scrap everything,
take the kids and move to Hawaii after we find Scott and the Professor.
It would make life a lot simpler," Remy smiled to himself as he imagined Molly walking the shores of Hawaii in a swimsuit.
"It'd be nice, but we've got more important things to worry about," Logan said.
They went home.
"REMY!" Molly tackled him before he even got through the door. "Well if I'm going to get receptions like that I should leave more often," He smiled down at her. "Don't start. I really missed you. I don't want to be alone right now," Molly said.
Remy frowned. Not the best idea to leave your girlfriend during a crisis. "Sorry. I won't leave again, there was just something important I had to go do."
Molly stepped outside and closed the door, "Uh, listen, I think we'd better go out for a while. Jean isn't exactly up for visitors yet and everyone else is really upset. I feel like I'm in the way or something. Some of the other kids headed out too, so it's really not just me. Can we?"
"Sure. There's this spot I found. It's nice and quiet. You'll like it," Remy said.
They took Remy's car and drove for a while until they reached a patch of woods. They walked a few minutes until they reached a beautiful meadow.
The couple sat down and relaxed. The day had been hard. Here they could take a rest, even though the tragedy was still fresh in their minds.
"...I feel like a smutty tramp," Molly looked frustrated, "We're going through the worst possible things that could happen to the school and all I can think about is kissing you on this soft grass. Does that make me a bad person?"
"You're not a bad person. You're only human. We just started going out. Of course you want to be close to me, that's natural,"
Remy said. He knew he couldn't keep secrets from her. That wasn't any way to start a relationship.
"Logan's gonna kill me for this but I have something to tell you, okay? don't freak out. I was at the accident site with Logan. We think the whole thing might've been staged. Scott and The Professor might still be alive," Remy said.
Mollys eyes widened. "You really think so? That's great, but what happened? How can you be sure?"
Remy explained it. Molly berated him about putting himself in harm's way but hugged him in the end.
"This is amazing news! I just wanna..." Molly suddenly pulled Remy into a very passionate kiss.
Remy looked surprised.
"Uh...sorry," Molly blushed. "Don't be. It's fine," Remy had a dreamy look on his face, then snapped out of it.
"We can't let this get out. We don't want to get everyone's hopes up. There's not much we can do right now but wait anyway." He smirked, pulling her close.
"No. We shouldn't let hormones get in the way of something this important. We should be at home doing something," Molly stood up.
"Okay, you're right," Remy said. They made they're way back to the car and got in.
Remy smiled, "That was some kiss back there."
"...Maybe I'll lay it on you again after this is over with," Molly brushed his arm flirtatiously.
Remy started the car. "Cherie, you're too good to me."