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CHAPTER SIX
"So this is where the X-men live."
Beth raised a hand to shade her eyes, then smiled. "It looks like a comfortable place."
Remy parked out front and they both got out, stretching their legs.
"I 'avent seen it in five years…dat's a long time, chere."
"I can imagine," answered Beth, her hazel eyes looking up at the hulking building and at the woods that surrounded it.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Go get her."
Remy frowned. "You sound very eager. I don' tink it's gonna be dat easy."
"Ugh. Fine, let me help you." She reached forward and before she could stop him she had pressed the buzzer on the gate.
"Xavier's, what is it!" bellowed a voice on the other end. Laughing, Beth recognized, from Remy's descriptions, that it was Logan.
"Hey, Wolvie, don't try anything nasty, but Gambit's back."
There was a choke on the other end.
"Who!"
"Remy Etienne LeBeau, now open up."
There was a slight buzzing noise and the gate swung open.
"See, simple," said Beth. "Now go in there and greet her."
"It's not that simple, p'tite."
"Sure it is. You haven't seen each other in five years. So go in there and say hello to her. It's the least you can do. That, or I go in there and drag her out to you."
"Well, Bethie, you sound a bi' more forceful dan usual…but okay, whatever you say." Cautiously, he walked forward, back through the gates that lead to his old life.
If he wasn't killed on sight by those who hated him, he might get the chance to talk to Rogue. Might was the keyword here.
Beth seemed eager to get them together. He had almost believed, before, that she would have been jealous of Rogue, but it seemed the exact opposite.
Although they had been living together for a year she had shown him nothing but a sisterly friendliness and loyalty. Perhaps she hadn't fallen for him, like many another girl, or else she just wanted him to be happy and go find his one true love. His Rogue.
They had reached the door, and Beth leaned forward and was about to knock when the door flew open.
Beth's eyes went wide when she saw a young man with a pair of angel wings protruding from his back, shirtless, wearing only a pair of worn jeans, who glared at Remy before flinging the door open.
"Who's your new friend?" he said in a nasty voice. Beth raised an eyebrow as she caught on to what he was implying.
"Ello to you too. Where's Rogue? I jus' want to see her and I'm leavin'."
"Oh, so you didn't know?" the angel-man smirked. "She's in New Orleans. You know, for a minute there I thought you were coming back, looking to join the X-men again. Too bad, we could have used a murderer."
Remy's eyes went cold, but he didn't say anything.
Beth didn't say anything either, she just reached up and socked the angel-man in the nose.
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TWO DAYS BEFORE
Justin had said he had to work with a patient for a few hours, then they could have their session.
Of course, these days, Rogue thought rather guilty, they did other things on the couch except for emotional examination.
She smiled slightly at the package of donuts, warm, freshly baked Danish and coffee in the paper bag she was holding. He would certainly like something nice to eat before their session.
The receptionist was on the phone, so she took a seat and waited.
The session was supposed to end at ten, but it was ten thirty and no one had come out of the office.
She sighed and put the paper bag next to her, lifting a magazine from a rack, she began to look at the latest fashions in summer dresses. A light green one with a darker green sash caught her attention. It had long sleeves, a V-neckline and two layers of gauze-type material.
The clock said eleven. Nobody had come out of the office yet.
Finally, at eleven thirty, she got up and lifted the bag of cold pasty and coffee and opened up the door, peeking in.
What she saw inside made her let go of the door, letting it fly open, and the bag fell from her hands, clattering to the carpeted floor. Cold coffee leaked out onto the fuzzy material, staining it.
The man and woman who had been getting dressed between passionate kisses stopped to look at the intruder.
"Anna!" exclaimed Justin, guiltily letting go of the woman.
Rogue gave him her bittersweet smile, as tears blurred her vision.
"No more secrets, no more fear," she whispered. Then she turned and fled.
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"Ahh, my nose!" screeched the angel-man. Beth lowered her fist and looked at Remy guiltily. He was frowning at her.
"What? It was you who taught me how to do that, you know," she stated.
"By the goddess, what has happened here!" exclaimed a white-haired woman as she rushed in to see Warren rolling on the floor with a bloodied face, a young woman with shoulder-length curly dark brown hair and…a certain Cajun with red-on-black eyes.
A.N: That's all I'm saying for now. More to come later. Again, lots and lots of thanks to my reviewers. Much appreciated, guys!