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Grey Lines of Evil.
"I heard what it is he wants!" Scott Summers' voice booms through the freshly painted halls of his ex-wife's new home. "He can't have it, or her!"
"Scott," Jean softly says as she holds her infant daughter, stroking the child's soft, red curls as she coos contently in her mother's arms. "Rogue gave another option, I think we should take it."
"Don't you remember what that monster did to us?" Scott gets quieter suddenly as he runs his hands through his chestnut colored hair in exasperation. He remembers those nights all too well, the cold table, the machines, the poking and prodding and then the one thing his soon to be wife, Emma hasn't yet, nor may she ever get over; Jean getting pregnant with Scott's child.
"Do you mean Rachel?" She looks at him coldly as she moves the child away from him. "I know you resent her, Scott, but the fact of the matter is what happened between us happened and we have her now. I wouldn't have it any other way."
"You know that's not it! And just what do you expect is going to happen when he does the same thing to Gambit and you?" He bites the insides of his lips, giving him his characteristic prune face expression. His face turns red at the implications his outburst has led to, she knows it too, but at this point, he doesn't think it matters, so he tries a different tact. "Rachel's only four months old, Jean, do you want her missing out on a mother?"
"Scott, don't even try that with me. You know what we've hidden from everybody, you know what Sinister told Rogue is the truth. I'm doing this so that she will have her mother and Gambit is doing this so that Rogue can have him." She looks at him with her stern, green eyes flashing. He remembers why he fell in love with her in the study so many years ago. They were teenagers, but back then, even being teenagers, they felt and thought older than their innocent years. She was fifteen going on forty and he was a shy eighteen years old. She was headstrong, cultured and above all else, her own person. He was always searching for himself, insecure, needy. He was thrust into one situation after another where he was at another person's mercy, until she came along, he never knew who Scott Summer's was.
"Don't look at me that way!" She threatens him, pulling him out of his thoughts. "You lost that right when you left me for Emma." Almost as though it was summoned to do so, the doorbell rings. It, for Scott is a welcome distraction as he takes his small daughter from Jean's arms as she goes to answer the door.
Again, almost as though summoned by his very guilty thoughts, Emma breezes through the open door. "You've got to check your phones. Beast has been trying to contact you, it appears Gambit needs to see you."
"You could have telepathically contacted me, Emma." Scott stares at her before realizing that due to the power inhibiters that Hank put in to combat Jean's wildly fluctuating powers. Instead of telling the truth, Beast led people to believe this was a mutant postpartum problem. "Oh, sorry, sweetie."
"I though that we were going to look at china patterns today." She looks at him before turning to Jean. "I saw your latest line at work. Cute."
Scott knows that Emma is only appearing to try to play nice. He knows that she doesn't care for Jean, nor Jean's work. He knows she's up to something.
"I'm not here to be mean, or snippety." She smiles. "But you need to get over there. Gambit refuses to calm down until you do and Rogue is in near hysterics." She looks at Scott holding his child and he knows she's seething inwards. Her blue eyes almost freezing in their gaze as she starts to speak. "You know, he's genetically your brother, you could be a little better to him."
"Sinister is not getting Rachel, Emma." He growls at her as Jean takes the child to go with her.
"I meant that you could visit him." She snaps back. "He's only asked for you a dozen or so times."
"Just lock up when you're done." Jean says as she quietly shuts the door, neither party seeing the suitcase she totes with her.
"Maybe I can't stand to watch him die, Emma." Scott turns away. Death has never been a subject he had done well at facing.
"Get over it. Sinister is playing chicken with us." She barks at him. "If he wanted Gambit dead, he would have done it by now. This is just his way of getting what he wants from us."
"Emma, you know it's not anything of yours he wants." Scott tries to calm her down as he places his hands on her tight shoulders, rubbing them gently.
"So what's wrong with Jean?" She demands of him. "Why does he want Miss. Perfect so badly?"
"It's complicated, she was infected with something some time ago, but her telekinesis kept it down, like Wolverine's healing factor." He explains as they head for the door.
"Like Nathan, you mean." She looks at him, giving him the chance to drive.
"Exactly like Nathan." He tries not to look at her. Cable's death was a blow to the whole mutant community. He was just so physically weak as he went into his last battle, someone, more than likely got the drop on him as his pain became too much, and gut him shamefully. Domino was too late to save him, too late to keep the oozing mass of infected entrails from sloshing to the ground as he gurgled his last breath. But not too late to avenge his killer, some anti-mutant scum spitting on Cable as he bled out, only to share his fate.
"What about Gambit? Is this the same?" She asks. Concern is an unnatural thing for her.
"At first, we thought it was because of his smoking, but Hank thinks now this was genetically engineered." He says as he starts up the car. "Sinister did this to get whatever it is he wants."
The peace does not last as they roll off the property and Emma is flooded with painful psychic backlash. Her eyes roll back into her head as spit foams at the corners of her mouth, an eerie pink tinge takes form as small amounts of blood finds vehicle in it. Scott knows to get to the mansion, something must be terribly wrong.
And he's right. Rogue rushes to him, her forehead bleeding, and for somebody almost completely invulnerable, this isn't an easy task.
"He got them all Scott!" She screams as blood smudges her white bangs and starts to blind her. "We couldn't stop it!"
"Calm down and help me get Emma to the med-lab!" Scott barks as he pulls Emma from the car.
"Scott! There is no med-lab left! Jean and Remy melted it when Sinister tried to take Rachel!" She's so frightened; her breath only comes in gasps. "Jean had something in a suitcase that neutralized all our powers, something that Beast gave her for when she had to travel to keep her stable. I don't know why it didn't work on them…it was just so fast!"
"Where is Rachel?" Scott demands as he puts Emma down on the ground to check for pulse. Hers is good, her breathing is fine, and she's just out.
"I told you, Sinister took them all! The only thing left was that suitcase!" She looks at Scott like he's stupid. "Jean and Remy told him to leave the child be, they gave her to me to get her out of there, then, when he sent those… things after me, Jean killed off the cell, Remy melted it and Ah ran. Sinister caught up with me and took the baby, then he did this!" She sobbed. "Ah'm sorry, Scott! Ah did everything Ah could! If you don't believe me, take your glassed off."
"Where is Beast?" He asks ignoring her as he wipes the foam from Emma's lips as she wakes up.
"He had to find some clothes until he could disarm the neutralizer." She says as she calms down, there's only so much panic your system will endure before creating it's own sudden calm. Much like how you feel after a good cry.
"Scott?" Emma slurs as she wakes up.
"I'm here." He tells her as she tries to think as to how Jean and Remy's powers remained unaffected. It hits him. Her powers weren't ever neutralized, whatever she had, she needed her telekinesis to battle it, Beast gave that pack to her to protect her from other super beings, perhaps in specific, Sinister. She put it outside the door of the room to keep him from using his abilities, to give Rachel a chance of getting out of there, and to keep everybody else safe. Without powers, they wouldn't be able to fight in a way to cause them harm, just Remy and just Jean. They must have planned it this way, hoping for the best outcome for all involved, just one complication, Scott didn't keep the baby with him.
"They did it to save all of us." Emma tells him as she places her head against his chest.