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John eyes closed tightly for a moment and Bobby could tell that he was angry, but trying not to show it. He looked to the speaker and saw it was the same boy from earlier looking between him and Bobby.

"Joshua you were supposed to stay in your room." John told him tiredly. The word Joshua had used earlier sunk into his head. Daddy...John was the kid's father. John had never been the kind of guy he thought would ever have children. He was loud, boisterous, and not incredibly responsible.

John closed his eyes for a long moment and then opened them.

"Daddy?" Joshua asked again. John turned to Bobby and his could the anger in his eyes.

"Get out." he told him sharply. But Bobby brain still hadn't quite finishing processing the thought yet.

"He's your son...the mutant group is your family?" he asked shocked.

"John." Everyone in the room turned to the source of the voice which happened to be a very pretty women with her long blond hair tied up in a pony tail and completely unfamiliar to him. "We should tell them, they all deserve to know." John looked at him angrily then at her and then nodded.

"Gather all the children up, I have to take care of him first." Take care of him? What did that mean he thought a little apprehensively? He had beaten him the last time they had fought but he was surrounded by...John's family. John gestured him to go outside again and this time Bobby went, knowing that if he didn't John was pretty going to get angrier. John closed the door and turned to him.

"Get in the car." Bobby turned his eyes to the drive where a blue beat up old junker was sitting.

"You're not going to drive off into the middle of nowhere and shoot me are you?" he asked half as a joke and half because he was worried that John would actually do that.

"We have to talk and I have to get somewhere where they can pick you up; I figure that we can kill 2 birds with one stone." Bobby nodded, he would go with him but wasn't going to let his guard down, he made his way to other side of the car and sat down. John sat down a moment later and turned the key, it didn't exactly start smoothly but John pulled out and started driving anyways. Bobby caught the For Sale sign in the Lawn before they pulled out, that put some more credence to the fact that they had been squatting. Bobby watched over John's face very intensely trying to see if he was going to talk or if he was going to try to kill him. He much rather talk at the moment. John kept his focus on the road though and didn't really seem intent on talking, eventually Bobby lost his patience.

"John!" he said, and John flicked his eyes to him then back on the road.

"Just let me get there first." he said instead and kept driving until he pulled into a large mostly empty parking lot.

"This wide enough for the jet?" he asked. Bobby looked around and nodded.

"Now can we talk?" he asked, John looked around at the parking lot for another long minute then nodded.

"What do you want to know first?" John asked not looking at him. Bobby swallowed, wondering if John didn't like his question if he would get violent.

"Are they your family?" John nodded still not looking at him.

"Biologically only one of them is, but I consider them all my children." Bobby nodded.

"How do you survive Alcatraz?" he asked, it wasn't the question he planned on asking but it was still one he wanted to know the answer of.

"You mean after you knocked me out?" showing a hint of fire again.

"I mean after you tried to kill me." Bobby shot back, John nodded the fire going out again.

"Someone...someone decided to carry me out of there." there sounded like more of a story there but he decided to ask another question first.

"How did you end up like this?"

"I thought you would like this; I mean I'm not hurting anyone anymore."

"Don't get me wrong I'm glad you're not hurting anyone, I just never thought of you as the family man type." John surprised him by laughing.

"Yeah I never thought I would be the family type either." He wasn't sure how to ask the question so he just spit it out.

"Why didn't you go back to the brotherhood?" John stared at the ground for a long time.

"Remember how I said someone carried me out?" Bobby nodded but John hadn't waited for a response before going on. "They carried me out because at the time Magneto and Mystique were both cured at the time and I was the highest class mutant there was. They saved me so I could lead the brotherhood."

"Did you?" Bobby asked, John slowly shook his head, then laughed bitterly "I didn't like responsibility." he said with a shake of his head. Bobby gave him an incredulous look he was a father. John laughed again.

"Yeah I know." he sobered up and looked at him.

"Bobby I have to ask you a favor." he said seriously. Bobby brows furrowed.

"What?"

"Don't" he shook his head "Tell." he shook his head again. "Anyone I'm alive." Bobby opened his mouth to argue.

"Please." John asked his eyes earnest. Bobby opened his mouth again "After I told the guy who saved me that I had no intention of leading the brotherhood they labeled me a traitor, and one thing the brotherhood really doesn't like is traitors. I've been able to hide for awhile but they found me...again."

"So what your plan is to run from the brotherhood for the rest of your life?" Bobby asked. John smiled bitterly.

"It's not exactly ideal but I'm what I got."

"Maybe you could come back?" Bobby blurted out without really event thinking. John kept the bitter smile on his face.

"I tried to kill you Bobby. I helped Magneto throw fiery cars at you and the rest of the X-Men. I'm wanted by both the Government and the Brotherhood. I really doubt the X-Men would be into helping me." Bobby nodded, John was probably right, he wasn't even sure why he had suggested it in the first place except that this John...this John was different. He wasn't full to the brim with the fire that made him want to burn everything around him. He was much more grounded much more...like his friend used to be, only even more calm then that. Part of wanted to help him even though John had tried to kill him, after all it wasn't just him that he would be helping. He got caught up in that train of thought and then asked.

"You said they're not all your children?" John nodded and looked away again.

"Where do the rest of them come from?" Bobby asked, worried about where John was coming up with the children.

"They're kids who were abandoned like me, thrown out, tossed away, or hurt just because of their mutations." the fire simmered in his eyes and he could tell how John felt about that, Bobby didn't like it much either for that matter. "They're the kind that most other humans would call dangerous, some did some bad things in their past, like me and Emma, some even hated humans too." Bobby frowned.

"So your reforming them?" he asked, John sighed.

"Being angry all the time...it's no fun, it consumes you and turns you into...a husk...it's difficult to attach to others in any kind of meaningful way if all you are is anger and aggression. We teach the kids how to deal with their anger in more productive ways. Me and Emma along with some of our kids are wanted by the law for things we've done in the past." so that was a yes then. Who would have ever thought that John the guy who picked the brotherhood and had tried to kill him at Alcatraz would be leading other in reforming themselves. John sighed.

"Look if you have to tell Xavier then tell him. If you have to tell some others tell them as well but try to keep the people who know down to a minimum, because the more people who know the more dangerous it is for me and my family." Bobby shouldn't keep it a secret, John had killed people, no matter how sorry he was now and what he was doing to help others it didn't erase the fact that he had killed people. Still John used to be his friend, and he had trouble putting him in trouble. Especially when he knew that John was over being an overly destructive person and he was helping other to overcome it as well. Bobby nodded, he would keep John secret, he would only tell the professor and let him tell who he deemed necessary. John smiled slightly.

"Thanks Bobby." Bobby smiled slightly back.

"No problem." John smiled a little awkwardly.

"Would you mind giving me 15 minutes before you call them?" Bobby nodded, that wouldn't be a problem, he had a feeling that meant this conversation was wrapping up he had a few more things more to say before they parted ways.

"Thanks for saving my life." John smiled "I mean even though you didn't know it was me, I still would have died if you hadn't saved me." John nodded then bit his lip.

"Thanks for not killing me at Alcatraz." Bobby nodded then grinned.

"I can't believe you're a father." John laughed as well, and for a moment it was like the two of them had gone back in time to when they had been kids; before John had walked away from the X-Men before John had let the anger overtake him.

"Well Iceman I've got to go back, my family's waiting for me, I've got to tell them the truth" the smile faded from his face "..I mean some of them already know but not all of them." Bobby felt like he should say he was sorry, but the kids had a right to know why they were running all the time. He took that as his cue to leave the car, and he did, he shut the car door and leaned on it making sure that John didn't leave quite yet.

"You take care of yourself John." he said, and John smiled.

"You too Iceman." Bobby backed away from the car and watched as it drove off into the distance. He wondered if he was ever going to come across him again, and he a big part of him wanted the answer to be yes.

The End

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