Okay, don't know if anyone out there is even still interested but after a fairly horrible few months I'm finally back to writing, bear with me as it may be shaky, I'm sorry its been so long, hope ya'll are still a little interested….

Disclaimer:  Not mine cause if they were, this is what would have happened.

BLINK

Breathing heavily, Clair leans against the wall of the room she has just jumped to. What have I done? Father said no metion of her to him, I didn't think he would recognize her…not from that…but it is her isn't it?  The pull is so much stronger now,  she feels vague memories taking shape, of a different Rogue in a different time, in a different world, where they were best friends….and her brother, what was he there?  A thief, a former friend…a danger.  Danger, he looked dangerous just now.  Should I tell father…Not knowing, which path to choose, the girl curls into a ball on the floor and tries to block the memories that are getting stronger.

"Gambit my boy, how are we feeling today?" Sinister sneers as he walks in the door of Remy's cell.

"Where is she?"  Remy's voice is low, almost a growl. Even chained and strapped down he would strike a chord of fear is most mortal's hearts by the flashing deadliness in his crimson eyes.

"Who, Gambit, your mother or your sister?"

"I not be 'avin pat'ence with 'dis game Sinister. You know who I mean. Where is she?"

"It is no game, but reality at its best, you have a darling sweet sister, Clair. In fact I thought I would find her here, getting to know her lost brother."

"'De petit' was 'ere she drew moi a picture." In saying this he nods to the paper lying on the ground. Then he stares back at Sinister with the same deadly intent. "Now where is she?"

Sighing Sinister picks up the paper. Stupid girl, she is way to naïve I forget that at time the most innocent pose the largest threat to the future.   "Actually soon you shall see your precious Rogue again, I was just on the way to check this sample of her blood, as I was telling her, you should be honored of course, it is only your birthright to be here for this grand beginning.  Though your mother's tainted blood runs through your veins, she will help atone for that.  I will make sure that my offspring inherit the glorious future that awaits our kind."

"What 'de 'ell is 'dat supposed to mean Essex?"

"You shall know in time, now I must go to the lab, very important tests to be run on this precious vial, it will determine when you get to see the girl."  Quickly exiting, to ignore whatever protests Gambit may have, Sinister rushes the vial to his lab.  Ignoring his thoughts of finding Clair for the moment. The timing and test are more important than punishing his daughter. Soon Rogue must be ready…holding Gambit under control is always risky, especially with Clair around, I fear even without his powers she may be susceptible to his charm. But I suppose I cannot blame him for his resourcefulness, its an excellent survival technique inherited from his father. 

  Flying a small jet back towards New York, Storm thinks about her friends, so many times in the past few days she has prayed on behalf of someone she has always loved as brother. Goddess, please watch over my brother Remy, and my friend Rogue, I beg you to keep them safe until I can keep them safe again.  In earlier days she had prayed for forgiveness both from the powers that be and from herself for her friend.  Storm is wise enough to understand that not all actions are made from choice, and yet it is difficult to forget that someone so close to her, played a part in the most heartbreaking event in her life. Suddenly her prayers are interrupted by a shout.

"Storm!! I figured it out; I like, know why the drawings are so familiar.  When we fought the Phalanx the girl who saved us, Clarice Ferguson, or Blink…she…died for us, but she drew like this these are hers.  There even signed Clair.."  Jubilee, was nearing tears and laughter all at once, since they first found the drawings a few hours ago she had been staring at them relentlessly determined that somehow they would hold the key, to finding Gambit and Rogue. However the realization of who must have drawn them, brought back much heartache as well as disbelief in her heart.

"Are you sure child?  How could her drawings be with Sinister?"

"I don't know Storm, but I'm sure of it, Paige and I found a lot of her drawings in her stuff, and I'll never forget her style."

"By the goddess I believe you dear, I'll try and contact Scott and Jean."  I hope you are right my dear, for we must find our friends.   

Okay there we go, not much but a start, so now ya'll know who Clair is (told ya she wasn't an OC) but how did she get there with Sinister?…some answers in the next chapy.