Thanks it was fun

by scarleteyes21

Gambit leaves the xmansion and returns thirteen years later to find Rogue gone, a boy with white on brown hair and a girl with familiar green eyes.

6. Chapter 6

"I don't know." He untied his blind fold to reveal his own red on black eyes. They glowed bright in the dim lit hallway. "Just know that someone is not telling us something."

"Yah think!" Bekka snapped, her whole face scrunched in anger, her fists balled up to her sides "Keep yoah voice down." He hushed, the rooms for the adults were now sound proof, but not for the kids. Oliver took his sister's hands in his, "We-we have t'talk about this-"

"Yah do realize that we just ate a midnight snack with our father? A father that she -"

Rebecca stopped mid-sentence as she felt a familiar stir of curiosity coming from one the rooms. "Oh, crud."

Sam's Room….

Rogue could feel something wasn't right. Worried filled her heart and mind, she opened her weary and tired green eyes finding her self being wrapped in Sam's arms, her head resting on his chest. Slowly she got out from his grasp, slipped on her robe, and made sure he was still asleep as she slipped through the door.

She opened the room were the kids usually stayed in when they would spend the night at the mansion and quietly walked in, making her way to her daughter's bed. Rebecca was sound sleep; she stroked her daughter's cheek softly, pushing back a curl of red-brown out of her face. She stayed there for a few seconds, watching her daughter breathe in and out peacefully, before kissing her softly on her forehead. "Good night, babah girl."

Next she went to Oliver's bed; she smiled a little as she removed Oliver's earphones out of his ears. She kneeled down next to him, smoothing down his white bangs. She looked at him for awhile, it made her slightly guilty that their father was downstairs and yet they had no clue that they were related. For a moment she wondered about telling them, only for a moment.

"Yah sure know when tah get up." Groaned a deep southern voice. Rogue looked at the door way, standing with bloodshot eyes, wearing a blue t-shit and boxer shorts was Sam. "Sorrah, did Ah wake yah?" She asked quietly, giving her son a kiss on the cheek. Sam smiled, "Yah know Ah can't sleep without yah next tah meh."

She gave him a wink, leaning against the door frame the question still fluttered through her mind.

"Penny foah 'em?" asked Sam after standing there watching Rogue look at her kids. "What?"

"Yoah thoughts. Usual market price." He joked half seriously.

"Sam, do yah think that Ah'm doin' the right thing?" She asked, closing the door with a soft click. Sam didn't think about it for a second, "Yoah tryin' tah protect yoah kids. Yoah doin what anah mama would do."

"It's just-Ah don't know. Ah promised them that Ah would tell them everythang. And after everything that happened with Mystique Ah should be able tah tell them. Ah don't want-" She huffed, and ran her hand through her hair. "Ah'm a horrible mom, aint I?" She could feel Sam's eyes on her, he was frowning "Yah want me tah be honest?"

Rogue nodded.

He shrugged and stepped closer to her, giving her a soft kiss on her nose. She wrinkled her face in delight, "What was that foah?"

"That was foah bein' a great mama. Rogue, yah have been there foah those kids through everything. That makes yah a great mom. Yah just doing what yah know is right."

He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissed her on the lips. Parting her lips with his tongue, deepening the kiss.

He pulled back, though still not letting go of her, and stared at her lovely flushed face, "What was that foah?" Rogue asked, blushing madly from the kiss.

"That was foah bein' the woman Ah love." He picked her up, bridal style. "Sam!" she squealed, but he hushed her. Taking her back to his room for some southern comfort.

A pair of glowing red eyes watched them in anger as they made their way back the room.

Kitchen…

It was five in the morning. Usually the best time for Logan to get his cup of coffee with out listening to the other teachers moan about their classes or the kids complaining about the food. Stepping into the kitchen he could smell the coffee dripping out slowly from the coffee machine; he could smell something else too.

Something that smelled like bourbon and musk, mixed with a light fruit scent and ash. Logan let out a growl, he recognized those smell. It was his own god-children and Gambit. They were in the kitchen. The children together with Gambit? He sniffed again, but he couldn't be certain. He hoped not, otherwise Rogue would have a field day.

"It's always the old ones, huh?" Logan looked up and grunted as Punisher walked into the lighten kitchen. "Castle."

The machine clicked, letting Logan know it was finished. He poured two cups of coffee, "When you guys leavin'?" he asked bluntly. Frankly, he liked Punisher. They had worked together often, but the guy had enemies and had a short temper. He didn't want the students at the mansion at risk any more than they already were.

Frank chuckled, pouring in a flask of whiskey into his cup of coffee. "It's our third day here, and we already worn out our welcome?" he asked sarcastically.

Logan snorted, "You worn out your welcome as soon as your guys stepped foot into this mansion."

Frank shrugged, "Wasn't my idea. Told the boys to go some where else, it was the Cajun's idea to come here. And that kid with the glasses told us to stay."

Logan shook his head; he rested down the mug and smirked. "You're saying you couldn't over rule the Cajun?"

"Asked the man who is working for a kid more than five decades younger than him." Frank sneered; nobody had the right to put him or his boys down.

It was quiet for a moment between the two men. But Punisher broke the silence. "What you got against my boys, Howlett? They each helped you out when you got stuck, didn't think you would pay them back like that." Frank remembered coming to the mansion the first night, finding out what had happened between Blade and Wolverine. Blade was alright, but it was principle of the matter. You don't bite the hand that feeds you;

Logan shrugged nonchalantly, "They brought up things that I didn't want the others to know."

"Like what? Like Gambit saving your butt back in England a few years back?" Logan growled and grabbed Castle by his shirt. "You never bring that up again!" Logan yelled in his face. Castle pulled away from him and smoothed down his shirt, "If wasn't for him being there then you would be in prison. You would have never seen your wife or kids again. He saved your life Logan."

Logan shook his head in disappointment, "How did you do it Castle? Get mixed up with them?" Logan had always wanted to know how Castle and the rest met. They were a weird bunch.

Castle drained the last bit of his coffee, the alcohol sweetening the bitter taste. Making his throat burn. "Met them in DC years ago. We help each other, when one of us has issues we let them go to solve it own their own if they want. I trust my boys Howlett. I know what happened here between him and you guys. But hell if you are gonna treat him, or any of my boys for that matter, like that while we're still here."

Logan understood, he nodded gravely. "You trust the Cajun that much?"

"Have to. You surprise me though."

"How so?" Logan peered at him, "With all the crap that happened with Daken, I just thought if Remy was their father, that of all people you would be the first one to tell him."

Logan growled, "Damn Avengers can't keep their damn mouths shut for a half a minute." Castle chuckled and looked down at his empty cup, "So, are they really his kids?" Castle asked, he knew by the way Rogue was acting around Gambit that she was hiding something.

"They're not."

"You sure?"

Logan didn't break for a second, "Yep." Castle though didn't believe him one bit. He knew Logan too well.

It became quiet between them again. But Logan broke the silence. "You going to Rogers's funeral?" he asked with out looking up. Remembering their old friend brought back bitter sweet memories.

"Yeah. How about Ororo? Is she going too?"

"She and Panther are helping out the Fantastic Four. Reed and Susan are taking a break." Logan shrugged finishing his coffee; he stood up and refilled his cup.

Castle turned to look at him; he didn't believe what he just heard. "She's working with the Black Panther? Aint that her ex?"

Logan gave him a brusque nod.

"Even after all that crap that happened between you and her over Daken, you trust her to work with her ex?"

Logan took a sip of his coffee. "Have to."

Mean while…

Rogue opened her eyes yet again; the cold air hit her bare chest. The sheets were tangled between her legs. She snatched a handful, trying to protect herself from the cold air... Looking at the alarm clock, they had ten minutes until they had to get up.

'Dandy.'

Rogue thoughts were haunting her. The memories of her and gambit wouldn't go away. They never would. Even after she and Joseph met, their relationship at the beginning was tainted by her relationship with Gambit. He had broken her heart and trust. Did he even lover her?

----Reasons---

It was the couple's second date; their first was ruined by the appearance of some new enemy

Remy wanted to take her out to a restaurant, a romantic one were they could dance all night. But Rogue didn't want that. Instead she surprised him with a picnic.

Remy scoffed as he laid down on the checkered cloth on the grass. "So it's not the champagne and candlelight dinner I imagined when I asked you out. I supposed it'll have to do in a pinch." he looked at her. Rogue had on a tank top, gloves, and jeans.

Rogue smiled as she started taking out the food from the picnic basket, it wasn't exactly what she had in mind too. But this way was easier, casual and besides…

"I thought you'd appreciate me makin you an ol'fashioned Cajun meal with mah own two hands."

Remy smirked, with glowing eyes, "If I made a list of things to do 'with your own two hands' stirrin' gumbo wouldn't be on it."

Rogue dropped the plate of food she was holding. She could feel her whole body flush with want. She looked at him as his gloved fingers caress her bare arm. God, he looked so good in just a t-shirt and jean. How could he possibly make her feel like that? "Yah certainly know how to get under a girl's skin."

"I'm trying."

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'No, he didn't' she decided. He had gotten under skin, into her mind, and even bled in her heart. She was trying to control her powers for him, because she thought he deserved it.

He had loved her when he couldn't even touch her. He had the chance to touch her, to have her. And what did that get her?

Heart break and two kids who she loved more than anything.

To Gambit, she finally realized after he left, that it was all a game.

She rolled over to her side on the bed to see Sam facing her, his chest shining with sweat still from their recent activities. He was still asleep as she studied his face. His skin was smooth and clear, except for the stubble covering his chin and jaw. His blond hair was a bit damp and slightly wavy looking. His arms were buff, not body builder buff, he was really strong. And brave, smart, funny, and sweet.

She smiled; their relationship was based on friendship. He was with her when Gambit left, when she got pregnant and had the twins; he was the one that stood by her when she had to tell the kids about Joe's death. He was there for everything that she went through, and she was there through everything he went through (his mother getting sick with cancer, his break ups, and his fall out with his sister). They had each other backs.

"Ah love you." Rogue for a second thought he was talking in his sleep, until she saw his blue eyes look straight at her. He found her hands and held them close to his heart.

Rogue smiled, "Ah love you too."

-------Morning-------

"Holy S-" Johnny Blaze jumped as the morning sun stung his eyes. For the past two nights he had to spend the night in the boat house behind the mansion, apparently nobody mentioned to him that the x-men liked to keep serial killers in their place. He just about almost killed Sabretooth and Juggernaut when he first saw him. Iceman had to practically shove him off when he was about to kill Mystique. The only thing that was keeping him calm was inhaling the mass load nicotine in his cigarettes.

"You doing any better?" Blade asked as he spotted Johnny sitting outside smoking like crazy. Johnny eyes were blood shot and his hands were shaking a bit, the guy was having it rough. He had already smoked through two cartons by the look of cigarette stubs on the grass.

"Went off again on some of Rogue's team mates."

"Who?"

"Some chick named Wynagrade, and that robot looking chick…Karima." Blade crossed his arms over his chest, squinting at his demon possessed friend. "You sure about that?"

"Hey, Kev. Pretty sure when I go all skull and flames on someone, they're evil!" Johnny snapped as he fumbled with trying to twist the cap of his flask.

"Wynagrade hasn't done that much to the x-men in the past, she's clean." Blade explained after getting info from Cyclops and Rogue.

"Well the woman reeks of death."

Blade shrugged, "Don't know about that, though Karima is more than half machine. Don't know how you count her."

Johnny stood up, "Well what ever she is, she's gonna cause freaking trouble."

"Maybe her program expired." Kevin joked getting a good view of the mass cemetery plot a few yards from the boat house.

"Very funny, man."

Mean while in the Dining hall….

Remy watched as Rogue, Sam, and Bobby sit together across the room.

"Gambit?"

Remy looked at Bishop sitting across from him looking at his right hand. Remy noticed why, he was charging his fork. He absorbed back the energy.

"Desole." He muttered angrily as he tossed the fork to the side. Bishop looked toward the direction Remy was looking at. He saw Rogue and a blond guy sitting together, it was the first time Bishop noticed that she wasn't wearing the bracelet. "What's up with her?" Remy didn't take his eyes off the two when he answered, "She messin' wit' him."

"I don't get, you left her. Years ago might I add. Why are you pissed?" Remy, since morning, had gotten information on the "couple". "He don't deserve her, homme."

Bishop arched an eyebrow at Remy and then looked at the couple. They looked happy and in love.

"Looks like he does. Picture perfect couple to me." It wasn't the best thing to say to the Cajun, but the man seriously needed a dose of reality.

"Too many holes."

"What?"

Remy never answered him; Bishop took one last bite of his food and stood up. "I gotta go check on something, just don't do anything stupid Cajun. You got that?"

Remy still didn't answer him; he kept on watching the two. He saw Sam get up wave goodbye to Rogue and Bobby and walk out.

'Time to play.'

He followed Sam outside to the courtyard, setting up an obstacle course or something for class.

"Never t'ought y'do it Guthrie."

Sam turned around; Remy was standing only eight feet away from him. He wished it was a continent between them.He tossed his wrench to the side, "Do what?"

"Play Rogue like that. Kinda beneath you, don't y'think?"

Sam snorted and went back to work, "Yoah the one tah talk."

Remy walked closer to the Southerner. Sam watched him cautiously, making sure the guy didn't pull a fast one. "How would Rogue feel if she found out y'weren't completely honest t'her?"

"'Honest'? Yah sure yah want tah play that card?"

Remy eyes glowed, he put up his hands up in mock surrender; "Don't got any cards up mon sleeves, just de dead truth. Y'got a couple of holes in dat heart of yours. How would Rogue feel if she knew y'were just using her to fill dem up?"

Sam shook his head in disgust, "Ah wouldn't do that tah Rogue. Unlike yah, Ah'm actually honest tah her." He stepped closer to Remy. "Y'see that's what a real man does, he's honest; he doesn't run when the going gets tough."

The two men were basically three inches from each other, "Y' t'ink y'sleek Guthrie?" Remy gave the blond man a slight push away from him. "Huh?" he shoved him again. Sam bit his tongue, while trying not to smirk at the situation going on; he really did want to knock out the Cajun. But he knew that wasn't the best thing to do.

"Wonder how de Rogue will feel if she found out y'still feel a t'ing for Sara." Remy tapped into Sam's emotion. And sure enough he felt something, a slight jump in the other man's heart.

"She doesn't mean a thing tah me."

Remy smirked; he crossed his arms over his chest, content with how things were going panning out. "Who doesn't? Sara or Rogue?"

Sam laughed bitterly, Remy had no clue what had really happened. To him this was all a game. "Nice one Gambit. But if yah tryin' tah make me break Rogue's heart. It's too late, yah did that tah her." He turned around to continue his work.

"Hey, Guthrie." Sam turned around to see three glowing object coming right at him. He hit the ground, as the three small knives exploded when they hit the tree behind him.

Remy started to walk away when he heard Sam's voice. He turned around to see the blond man with a busted lip, and a long bloody gash on his cheek. His blue and black uniform was now torn.

"Up or down?" he asked Remy.

"What?"

Sam put on his goggles, "Me? Ah usually don't care." Before Remy could move Sam rocketed towards him and flew them both in the air at warp speed. Sam held onto Remy as the two went sailing back down and started to bounce around the ground, trees, and the walls of the mansion before Sam body slammed Remy into the ground.

Thanks to Sam's shield, Remy wasn't seriously hurt. Sam pulled on Remy's collar so that the two men's faces were a mere inch apart. "Ah don't have tah defend mah relationship with Rogue, especially tah yah. And damn you if yah think that yoah 'charm' is gonna get between me and her. Play yoah games on someone else. Ah'm through." He dropped Remy with out a care and walked back inside the mansion.

Remy though laid perfectly still, smiling despite his current stance. If Sam was so sure about his relationship to Rogue, he wouldn't have reacted that badly.

Mean while…

Oliver groaned and swore in French, he hated the morning school rush. Being pushed and shoved by students rushing to use the bathroom, get to breakfast or getting ready was the one thing he really hated about staying at the mansion over night.

"Watch it." Pixie and Rockslide flew past him, making him trip. "Hey!" the girls stopped to turn around, getting bumped by the others who were trying to get by. "We said 'watch it', flame-boy!" they went on their way.

He flipped them off. After using the bathroom, he went back to his room, sitting crossed legged on her bed, a sour look on her face was Rebecca.

"Well, yah look happy." He commented sarcastically. Rebecca ignored him; she got up and shut the door, locking it. She walked over to his sound system, turning up the volume. She winced as loud rap music filled the room.

"What the hell are yah doin'?" Oliver yelled over the music. Rebecca closed her eyes, focusing her energy on her powers to form a shield around them, silencing them from music.

"Again. What the hell are yah doin'?" he repeated. His sister seemed only slight less livid then before, which was a good thing. Sort of.

"The house is filled with psychics and mutants with super sonic hearing. We needed someway to talk."

Oliver looked at his sister; the two had a mental link. Anything one was feeling or thinking, the other one knew. And what she was thinking was insane.

"No! Hell No! We are not tellin' mom." He snapped. Rebecca rolled her eyes, "She lied to us, Oli! She told us he was dead!"

Oliver bit his lip; their mother had told them that. When they were younger they would see Kendall, Nate, and Rachel with their dads.

--------Reasons (Eight years ago) --------

Oliver and Rebecca laughed liked crazy as Joe spun them around again in the backyard. "Again daddy." Rebecca begged with a smile still on her face. Joe laughed; he loved the two kids, he loved being a dad.

"Alright, but last one. Ready?"

"YES!"

"Are you sure?"

"YEAH!" He spun them again. Rogue watched the three from the back porch; she loved the site of them playing. Of them having a father in their life.

"Hello?" Rogue turned her head towards the gate, "Hey y'all, come on in." She opened the latch to the gate to let Jean, Scott, Nate and Rachel into the backyard.

"Hey we brought the chips, dips and wine. But that's for later." Jean smiled as she pulled out the bottle of red wine.

Rogue had invited the family to her house for a barbeque; it had been awhile since they could get together without work getting in the way. "Great. We got things all set here." She took the bottle inside to chill until the kids had gone to bed. After eating, chatting, and playing with the kids. It was time to tuck them in. Nate and Rachel were already asleep in another room.

"Good night babies." Rogue cooed as she tucked in her children in their bed. "Mama?" Oliver asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes the best he could. "Where's our dad?"

Rogue felt the blood whoosh into her ears. "What made yah ask that?" She sat on his bed. It was Rebecca that answered her, "Kendall has a daddy; Nate and Rachel have a daddy. We… don't."

"Y'all have Joe."

"But he's not our real dad, is he?" Rogue looked into her son's red on black eyes. Guilt filled her heart every time she looked into his eyes.

"Hopin' tah talk about this when y'all got a bit oldah." She sat crossed legged on her son's bed. Sighing she asked "What do yah want tah know about him?"

Rebecca got out of her bed and crawled into her mother's lap. "Was he nice?"

That question was a little too hard to answer, but Rogue answered it anyway. "Sorta."

"Did he have any powers?"

Rogue laughed, "He could blow things up."

"Really!?" the sparkle in her children's eyes made her laugh again. The two were so excited about one day getting their own powers.

"What did he look like?" Oliver asked as he pulled himself to his mother's side. Rogue held back the tears that threatened to fall. The image of Remy had faded in her mind, she forbid herself from looking at any of his pictures still at the mansion, the ones that the team had stopped her from burning.

"Ah don't remembah." She lied. Oliver's face fell, he wanted to know if he's dad had the same eyes as he did.

"What happened to him?" Rebecca asked again, she looked like she was going to cry. Before Rogue could think of answer, her mouth answered for her. "He died, a while before y'all two were born." The lie was truer than anything else she could think off. He did die when he made the choice to leave her. He had stopped living in her life.

The twins lowered their heads. They knew the meaning of death from being with the x-men. They had so wished to hear that their father was still alive, just waiting for them to find him. "Do you miss him, mama?"

Rogue honestly thought about it, "No, Ah have yah two. That's all Ah need." She pulled them into a big hug.

After she left their room, Rebecca looked up at the ceiling; the glow of night light bounced odd shapes on the ceiling and wall.

"I wanted to meet him." She whispered.

"Me too."

----------Present---------

"Do yah think she was trying to protect us from him?" Oliver asked, running his fingers through his hair. Rebecca gave her brother a sarcastic look "Yeah, because a guy who can cook chocolate chip pancakes is really dangerous. But hey, maybe they were poisoned pancakes."

Oliver folded his arms against his chest, "Very funny."

"I want t'tell mama. I want to know why she never told us about him."

Oliver pinched the bridge of his noise; he looked at the clock planted to the wall. Breakfast for the students was about to end. "Are yah crazy!? What the hell are we supposed to say? 'Hey mama, we talked to Gambit, yah know the guy yah told us not t'talk to. Did yah know that was our biological dad'?!"

"No." Rebecca answered softly, "I-I just want to know. Yoah not curious one bit about our real dad?"

Oliver was starting to get impatient with her, "We had a dad, remember? Name was Joe? Took cared us, loved us. He was our real dad."

"Oli, he-"

His eyes flashed dangerously, he held up his hands to stop her from talking. "Just let it go Bekka. I did."

Rebecca let her head drop as the tears started to fall. She lowered down the shield, and watched as Oliver cut of the sound system. He opened the door to see Nate standing there, with a confused look on his face. "I've been knocking for five minutes, you ready to go?"

Oliver nodded as he grabbed his sunglasses from the nightstand and put them on his face. "Oli, we have t'talk about this." Rebecca pleaded with him; they had to know more about Gambit. Why was Oliver being so stubborn over this?

"Let it go, Bekka." He threatened her, slamming the door behind him.

"I can't." she said softly to the empty room.

"Something wrong?" Nate asked his cousin; Oliver bit the inside of his cheek. "Nope, j'st Bekka being her usual annoying self."

Nate looked at him, not believing a word he was saying. He was about to say something when they and the rest of the students saw a beat up Sam walk past them.

Oliver and Nate ran to follow him, "Whoa, what happened to yah?"

Sam gave them a blunt answer "Had tah take out the garbage."

He slammed his bedroom door to change, leaving the boys confused and worried about their favorite teacher.

Later…

As Rogue sat in her office she began to fiddle with her engagement and wedding ring that were hanging from a silver chain around her neck. Sam never minded them; he knew how much Joe meant to her. Rogue looked at the pearl and diamond ring as memories of Joe started resurface in her mind.

A loud knock broke Rogue out of her thoughts, she snapped her head up. "It's open."

"Hey, y'alright?" Oliver asked as he walked in. Rogue looked up with a tired smile, "Yeah, just made the mistake of tellin' yah gradma about what happened with Mystique."

"Is she pissed?" Oliver asked with a smile.

"Sugah, that ladah is more scared than a long tailed cat in a room full of rockin' chairs. They miss yah two lahke mad. "

'They' were Pricilla and Owen Black, Rogue's biological parents. The team had found them before the twins were born. They wanted to find them as a surprise to Rogue. The three had gotten very close over the years, talking over the phone and visiting each other. After Joe's death Rogue felt that she couldn't protect her kids from the threats they were receiving in the mansion, so she moved them in with her parents. Everything was going alright until her kids started to develop their powers.

Oliver took a seat on her desk, "Really?" Rogue nodded while smiling, "Yeah, they want yah two tah move back, but Ah don't think Ah can handle paying the school foah damages again."

Oliver seethed, did his mother had to mention that? A couple of days after their twelfth birthday Oliver had burned down the schools gym to ashes. On the other side of the school Rebecca was taking out her anger out on the wall and with that she had managed to bring down the whole west wing of the Caldecott County Jr. High school.

"Ain't yah suppose to be in class?" Rogue asked when she took a look at her watch on her wrist, it was after ten, Oliver took off his sunglasses, the only time he felt comfortable doing so was when he was with his mother and or sister. Other wise he wouldn't dare show his eyes.

"I wanted t'talk to yah."

Rogue frowned, his voice sounded slightly off. "What wrong?" Oliver slid off the desk, "Nothing. I was just kind of curious about something."

"What about?"

"About why yah don't want us to talk to that Gambit guy." Oliver didn't miss the look of alarm on his mother face. He eyed the pen that was melting in her hand. "Um…Mom?" he cocked his chin towards her hand.

Rogue flung the pen away, "Ah just don't want yah two tah be talking tah him."

"Why not? He's Sarah's dad, Cyclops is letting him stay here, and not to mention Kendall loves him." He said the last part through gritted teeth. Rogue began to massage her head, "Look Oli, the guy, despite what Slim or the others say, is not the kind of guy Ah want yah or yoah sister tah hang around with."

"Why not?" He repeated again, Oliver didn't get it; usually he didn't care about the people Rogue held grudges against. But Bekka had threatened to tell her about what had happened so Oliver made a deal with her: as long as she kept her mouth shut, he would find out why their mother never told them about their father.

"Why do yah want tah know about that SOB anyway?" Rogue asked harshly. Oliver winced at his mother tone and at her calling his dad a SOB.

"I just want to know. What did he do to yah that got yah so pissed at him?"

Rogue didn't budge, so Oliver decided to go in for the kill. "Y' said that we weren't supposed to hold secrets from each other and that you would tell us everything." He pointed a finger at her.

Sighing, Rogue crossed her arms, she owed them this much. "There are a couple of things you should know Gambit, Sugah." She laughed bitterly watching Oliver take a seat across from her, "Wonder what Sarah would think she knew about her loving 'daddy's' little secrets."

------------Teacher's Room------

Bliss was usually upbeat, despite living with a bunch of annoying teenagers. But after last night, she was in no mood to be pleasant.

"Excuse me, Cyke? Can I talk to Emma and Betsy for a moment please?" Scott looked up at the blue haired woman with a smile. "Yeah, sure."

The two psychics followed her out to the hall. "Well, Bliss. Do what do we owe this pleasure?" Betsy asked oozing faux sincerity.

Bliss crossed her arms, "Care to explain to me why I was holding up my sister's hair while she barfed in the toilet all night?"

Emma smiled, removing any strays of blond hair of her white tube top dress. "Maybe she ate Kitty's dinner. I always said never let that girl anywhere near a kitchen."

"Bull Crap. You know how vulnerable she is against psychic attacks!" She pushed the two ladies against the wall using her powers, "Why the hell did you do that for?"

Emma broke the shield that Bliss was using on her. "She went against her orders."

"She did the right thing, she has morals. Nothing you two ladies would know anything about!" Bliss yelled in their face. Betsy pulled out one of her daggers and pointed it at Bliss's throat, "You want to rephrase that, luv?"

Bliss looked at the weapon with out a care, "Swift didn't tell the guy that he was their father. She just told him how to get along with Rogue. As far as I see it she didn't break any orders."

"She might as well have, if Gambit gets anywhere near those kids then the truth is bound to come out." Emma pointed out.

Bliss wasn't listening, "What is it with you destroying families Em?" She smirked, "I know you had a crappy little family, but do you have to destroy everyone else's chance of having a family?"

Emma eyes flared in anger, "You should be careful to what you say Bliss, other wise you might get one of Betsy little psychic knives in your head like your dear sister did." Emma and Betsy watched in joy at the dark shade of red over taking Bliss's face "Besides, I'm just doing our dear Rogue a favor, sweetie. That Gambit is someone that shouldn't be taken too lightly; from what I heard he's a regular Cajun snake."

Bliss bit the inside of her cheeks, she took a step closer towards the two "You know my sister and I watched while you took Scott away from Nate and Rachel. From Jean. I'm not going to let that happen again."

Betsy for just a few seconds felt a bit guilty at the mention of her friend's name. It was true; she and Emma were doing somewhat the same thing Emma did to Jean. But, she kept reminding herself, that Gambit had no right to step in and swoop down on Rogue's life. He made the decision to leave her all those years ago; he didn't deserve a second chance.

"You're not honestly comparing me to Gambit, are you?" Emma asked with a hand on her chest, clearly insulted. Bliss shook her head, "Nope, I'm comparing Gambit to Jean."

"It always has to comeback to her, doesn't it?" Emma scoffed, "Yeah, it does." She turned her back on the two and walked away.

Betsy hung back in the hall by herself. It was something that Emma had just said that made her wonder.

If Gambit gets anywhere near those kids then the truth is bound to come out

She bit her lower lip, living in the x-men mansion she had seen the truth come out in various occasions. With the same results every time.

Causalities.

------ Later that afternoon -----

"Oliver?"

'Terrific.' He turned around, "Hey…um Gambit." He gave the older man a two finger salute and looked around the room to see if his mom or any teachers were watching him. Fortunately, his mom was at a meeting and none of the other teachers seemed to notice him.

"Bonjour. Thought y'and I could get a bite t'eat or somet'ing." Gambit told him nicely. He had spent some time with Rebecca and truly had taken a liking to the girl. Just talking and hanging out, even showing her a couple of card tricks to use on her friends. Even though Swift said that she was the best way to get to Rogue. Gambit had his own agenda.

Oliver felt his glasses start to slip and hastily pushed them back into place. "No thanks." He started to walk out to the courtyard where Cyclops and some other students were doing track and field.

Gambit followed him, not wanting to give up on his little plan. "About what happened last night, sorry if I scared y'. Just thought I could help y' with your eye problem."

Oliver pushed his glasses back again.

"Yah didn't scare me."

Gambit rubbed the stubble on his chin; he couldn't sense the fear Oliver was feeling. But he could see it. "So is dat why y'ran out of de kitchen like I was de devil?"

Oliver ignored him and went back to looking for his sister. After hearing the things his mother told him. He didn't think the guy should be allowed on the campus.

He froze when he felt Gambit's hand on his shoulder. "Look I already know dat y'mere warned y'about moi. Mais, I t'ought I could help y'out with your eyes."

Oliver shrugged his hand off, "No thanks."

Much to his dismay Gambit continued to follow him; can the guy not get the hint?

"Mon ami, I am j-"

Oliver shoved him, "I'm not your friend!" he pushed back his glasses again.

Gambit looked at the boy, dusting himself off. "Y're right, I'm not your friend. I'm j'st tryin' t'be t'ough."

Their little spat was starting to gain attention from the students and teachers in the field. They were wondering what the two could be arguing about. Cyclops started to notice his students declining attention. "Hey, listen up!" but none of them turned their heads towards him. "What is it that you all are looking at?" he looked over at what they were watching. "Damn it."

"Why do you care so much if I got a problem with my eyes?" Oliver growled getting annoyed at the man and his glasses. Was it just him or were they slipping more that usual?

"Well…y'step-dad didn't seem t'help –"

"Hedid help!" he snapped. He could hear Cyclops and Iceman shout his name but he didn't pay any attention to them.

"Really?" Gambit lowered his sunglasses and could see the lump in Oliver's throat rise. "Den why can't y'take off your glasses if he helped you so much?"

Oliver looked at Gambit's red on black eyes; he looked so much like his dad. At that moment he could remember himself being little and looking at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. Wondering where he could have gotten his eyes from, everyone he would ask in the mansion kept their mouth zipped about the truth. Everyone was hiding from him.

"Because I don't feel like it, okay?" he snapped, he could Rogue running towards them. "I never asked to have my dad's freak eyes!"

Gambit smirked; he nonchalantly took out a cigarette from his coat and lit the end. He inhaled deeply and blew out the puff of smoke. "Thought y'never met your pere."

Oliver noticed his slip up, 'Damn it!' he pushed back his sunglasses up. Again. "Get the hell away from me." He growled menacingly at him. Screw the fact that he was his biological father, the man never was a real dad to him. And he never wanted him to be.

"Don't t'ink so."

Oliver gave him one last look before he started to walk towards his mother and the rest. But Gambit pulled on the back of his shirt forcefully to the ground, that's when it happened: Oliver's glasses flew off.

"Crap." He shut his eyes tightly and looked blindly for his glasses, but it was too late Gambit had already seen his eyes.

"I t'ought so." He watched his son continue looking; he bent down and gave his son his own sunglasses to wear. "After last night, I figured it out. Y n' Bekka looked too shocked about mon eyes."

"So?"

"Y'live in a mansion full of mutants, red on black eyes ain't de weirdest t'ing here."

"OLIVER!" he heard Cyclops, Rogue, and the rest shout when they got to the two. Gambit looked down at his son, "Gentil fils d'essai, mais your playin' wid an old timer." He looked at the crowd and spotted out Rogue. (Nice try son, but)

"Chere?" he indicated to her to follow him back into the mansion. Rogue took one last look at her son before wordlessly following the Cajun back inside.

As Oliver watched his mom and Gambit leave the others helped him of the ground, "You okay?" Bobby asked him.

"No, I'm not." He went back inside to look for Bekka.

---------Class room-----

"Hey Rogue." Sam stopped short to hug her when he saw Gambit in tow. He gazed at the man who earlier had tried to kill him.

"What does he want?" he didn't take his eyes of Gambit as he stood in front of Rogue protectively.

"Mon chere and I need t'have a little chat." He took a seat on the teacher's desk. "So get out." He spat out angrily.

Sam was about to lunge at him, but Rogue pulled him back. "Sugah, just leave, please. We do reallah have tah talk." Sam looked at Gambit then back at Rogue, he titled her chin up with his gloved hand (she didn't have the bracelet on) to make her look at him. "He hurts yah in anyway-."

"He won't Sugah." Gambit looked away when Sam took Rogue's gloved hands and kiss them. Rogue watched him leave, leaving her yet again with Gambit.

Gambit slid off the desk, "Now dat he's gone-"

SLAP

"Merde!" Rogue had slapped him hard on the face. Gambit held a hand to his sore red cheek, the hit stung. "What de hell was dat for?"

"That was foah touching mah son!"

He laughed bitterly, "Y'mean our son. He's my son, not t'mention Bekka is my daughter!"

Rogue sulked quietly, laying her back against the wall. "By blood onlah Cajun."

"What does dat mean?"

"It means that yah have no right calling them your kids when yah were never there!" Rogue yelled.

"Because y'never tol' me about dem!" Gambit yelled back. He backed away from her and rested his hands on the back of his head and started to laugh again. "Y'piece of work, y'know dat?"

Rogue didn't respond to him.

"Y'know how many times I wrote letters and called you? Do y'know how many times I came up here t'try t'talk to you n' t'tell you I was sorry? After all dis time I kept t'inking I was de bad guy. But you…what did y'tell our kids about moi?"

Rogue looked up at the ceiling, praying for energy to get through this. She pushed herself from the wall, "Ah told them you were dead."

"You piece of –"

"It's the truth!" she screamed, "As soon as yah left that damn note on my bed yah basically wrote your self out of mah life."

"I got scared! Y'were always talking about having a family and stuff. I wasn't ready for all of dat."

"Yeah, when I got older. Not when Ah was nineteen!" she paused, it then hit her. He didn't leave because he got tired of her. "Is that you ran away? Because yah thought Ah wanted tah start a family with yah?"

Gambit looked down on the ground, sensing the hysteria in her voice. "Maybe." It was Rogue's turn to laugh. "Rogue?" he rolled his eyes as she continued to laugh. It wasn't that funny, it wasn't funny at all.

Laughing was the only way to let her anger out, Gambit was her first boyfriend. All she ever wanted from him at that time was just him. Besides what they had was just teen romance, to her looking back it was never the real deal. "Who told yah that Ah wanted a family with yah? Of all the men in the world why would have Ah chosen yah?"

Gambit froze, thinking the question over in his head. Rogue stopped laughing; her green eyes were burning with anger, he could practically see the flames dancing in her eyes. She so badly wanted to hurt him like he did to her all those years ago.

"De guys, dey said dat y'wanted a fam-"

Rogue held up a gloved finger, "The guys? Didn't know they were inside mah head."

Gambit gave her a look.

"Yah know what Ah mean!" She turned her back on him, looking down at the floor while she spoke. "We-Ah…Who knows what would have happened Remy. We were just kids at the time" She covered her mouth with her hand when she noticed what she had just said. But it was too late to take it back.

Gambit walked towards her, putting a gloved hand on her covered shoulder. "Dat's de first time y'called me by my name." He started to remember the day when he and Rogue were younger, when all they could do was hold each other and talk. Those were the days he remembered when he missed her.

He turned her around and made her look at him. Gambit could feel Rogue tense up at his touch, but he didn't care. Rogue could feel his hands on her waist, her head felt fuzzy. She wanted to cuss him out but her tongue felt heavy and thick. She wanted to shove him off, to slap him again but her arms felt like lead. Hell, she had to at least warn him about the damn death touch now. Then she realized it. That damn snake had her glued to his eyes; she was deep in red and black that she never felt her back pressed against the wall. He had her cornered.

Gambit lowered his mouth near her ear, "Mon belle, I'm sorry dat I left. I wanted t'come back. I did come back. Y'want t'know why?"

She didn't answer him, so he continued anyway.

"I still loved y'. I came back t'you because I wanted you again. I wanted y' love, y' heart." He slid his hands up and down on her waist then brought one hand to her heart; he could feel it pounding in her chest. "I wanted everyt'ing."

Rogue licked her lips, she knew it was wrong, hell she had a boyfriend. But she was deep that everything he was whispering in her ears was sending delightful shivers down her spine.

"But dat was den. Now…I j'st want my kids."

His cold voice snapped her out of it.

"What?"

"I. Want. My. Kids." He bit off his words angrily.

Rogue shook of that pleasant feeling building in her, his words took her back into reality. "Lahke hell!" She pushed him off her, disgusted that she almost fell for his charms.

"Thirteen years, Rogue. For thirteen years, I never got t'see my kids. I never met mon pere, I made a promise t'myself dat when I had kids dat I was gonna be dere for dem. I was going t'be wid dem." He paused to see her head lowered in shame, she knew about his history with is dad. "Y'made me break dat promise." he started to pace around the room, his heart felt like someone was squeezing. He could feel the tears start to sting his eyes, but he forbid himself to cry for something that had already been done with. He was never going to get back the time he missed with his kids. And he had Rogue to thank for that.

The tension in the room was thick that not even a chain saw could cut through. The one time lovers couldn't bear to look at each other without resentment showing in their eyes.

"I want custody of dem."

Rogue chuckled, "Cajun, yah can keep asking. But the answer will be the same. No."

"Y'owe me dat much Rogue. Yah lucky I'm not askin' for full custody for all de BS y'pulled." He watched as anger consumed her body, her fingers where itching to whip off her gloves. Damn the consequences. "Yah wouldn't dare!" Her fists were consumed in flames. Gambit could feel her wanting to strike him again.

"I'm a man of many t'ing, chere. One of dem being fair. I j'st want what I ask for: joint custody."

Rogue pretended to think it over, tapping a finger against her chin "Lordy, let me think about it…No!"

She started to walk out but Gambit pulled her back. "Chere, I am givin' y' a chance here." She snatched her arm away from him.

"Yah don't get it do you?" she pulled out the chain holding her rings. "Mah children already have a dad. A damn good one at that too. He loved them and stuck by them."

She stared him down, poking him in the chest rather hard, "Joseph was never scared of a commitment. You, though, were just scared at the thought of one. Tell me, Remy, all those times when yah said that yah loved me, that Ah was yoah heart and all the shit. Were you telling me the truth?"

Gambit didn't blink; he got real close to her face. "I loved you, I was crazy for you. Now I m wondering why t'ough."

The hurt look on his face was obvious. He knew that he was the first one to wreck the relationship, but he did come back to try to fix it many times but she was never there. What Gambit had done to Rogue was nothing compared to what she did to him.

Rogue sighed shaking her head in disappointment, "Yoah honest with the people you love, Gambit. Otherwise, it's a gamble."

Gambit let out a low whistle. She was being a hypocrite.

"Dat's a bit redundant coming from y'. Aint y'de one who told our children dat I was dead?"

Rogue had it with him, she raised her hand to slap him again but something caught her wrist. She turned around

Make that someone.

"Can't let you hit him. I got dibs on this fool first. So that means you'll have to wait your turn." Bishop released her wrist; he had heard them bickering rather loudly from the hall.

Gambit watched her ready to leave, but he wanted to have the last word.

"So dat's it, chere? All I ever was to y'was a good fuck, huh?"

Rogue licked her lips; she leaned against the door frame wanting to make the last hit as low as possible. With a hand on her hip she answered him "Actually, sugah, yah weren't that good at all." She slammed the door hard behind her.

Bishop watched Gambit throw two knives where she had just stood a minute ago. He let the Cajun breath a little before he slapped him,

"Ow!" Gambit rubbed the back of his head, "Dieu, what de hell was dat for?" He thought his friend was on his side.

"What did I say about not doing anything stupid?"

Mean while in the dorm hall…

Oliver was angry.

Actually that was an understatement. He was pissed.

"REBECCA!" he yelled through the hall way. All of the doors open, some students who were taking a study a break poked their heads out to see who yelling.

"Yah know frere this is a school. First thing they usually teach yah is to use your inside voice." She smirked.

Oliver had smoke coming out of his ears, literally. "Yah got two seconds to explain before that smirk gets burned off your face." he held up his fired fist in front of her face. "Geez, Oli. Chill why don't you?" she pushed away his fist from her face. Rebecca smiled innocently, flipping a piece of red-brown hair over her shoulder. Oliver bit his tongue to keep from cussing her out. "Bull shit! I know what yah did! That was f-ing' low." She rolled her eyes at him, "So I made the truth slip a bit-"

"A lot, actually. Merde, what the hell were yah thinking?"

"I was thinking that our dad had the right to know about us!" she could see his mouth open, but cut him off.

"And before yah start on that 'he's not our dad', get this: he is our dad, whether yah like it or not."

Oliver was starting to taste the blood in his mouth. "The man was never here!"

"Because she never told him about us! Face it Oli, all that 'honesty' mom was preaching was a bunch of crap!"

Oliver massaged the back of his neck, "You're actually taking his side in all this? You don't even know him!"

"I talked to him this morning, he's nice." Oliver rolled his eyes at his sister's stupidity. "Really? You talked to him this morning? Wow then you must really know the guy!" he snapped sarcastically. His sister was about to walk back to their room, but he stopped her. "Right now because of that BS you pulled mom is fighting with that guy."

"You mean she's fighting with dad." She loved the look of pure detest on her twin brother's face.

"Do you even know anything about the guy? Besides the crap he told you." He hissed at her.

Rebecca pressed her lips together, tapping her foot impatiently. "I don't care." She started to walk away again, but he wouldn't let her.

A couple of students were starting to watch them with interest. The twins hardly fought while at their stay at the mansion. This was an interesting show down.

"Did you know that the guy fought with Magneto?" He could tell by her expression that her opinion of him slipped a little, working for the man that killed their step-dad was a minus point.

"He worked with Sinister, Bekka!"

"But that's all in the past now!"

Oliver started to notice the crowd watching them was growing, he saw Sarah watching them with confusion.

"Bekka," he walked closer to his sister so that he wouldn't be over head "He helped kill Sarah's family. The only reason he cares for her is because he feels guilty."

Rebecca held back the tears wanting to fall, "That's not true." She whispered.

"That's how Gambit works; he makes yah want to trust him. He's not nice. He's j'st another cheating lying snake."

Rebecca started smile cruelly "Like mom? Didn't she cheat us out of knowing our real dad? She lied just as much as he did."

Oliver growled angrily, she was really being selfish. "Vous êtes une chienne." Rebecca flipped him off, ignoring the gasp coming from the crowd.

Nate and Kendall started to shove through. "What is going on here?" Kendall asked Anole, the green mutant didn't take his eyes off the fighting twins. "Don't know, but what ever it is. It's not gonna end pretty."

"Sarah?" Nate looked over at his pink haired teammate. "They found out about Gambit."

Kendall and Nate could feel their heart sink to their stomach. Both were thinking the same thing. 'Crap!'

"Yah know I can handle a lot crap from you, but this…you're basically turning your back on mom." Oliver shouted at her. "When yah stop having your little daddy complex, come back to your senses."

Rebecca was resolute, "Mom turned her back on us, Oli. Face it, she's a liar."

She could see the muscle in her brother's jaw tick, a sign of him getting impatient. "Yah want to take that back?"

"No."

He nodded his head, rubbing the back of his neck in agitation. "Yah don't mean that."

"Yeah, I do."

That was the last straw for him; he lunged at his sister, who was ready to punch him in the face. But something was holding him back.

"Are you insane?" Kendall and Nate were trying to pull him back,

Rebecca was still yelling while Sarah and Frank were trying to hold her back, but she was too strong for them.

Sarah looked at the spectators, "Hey, you all want to help us a bit?"

Laura, Pixie and Surge struggled to help pull Sarah into their room, David and Daken pulled Oliver to another corner of the hall.

"You might want to handle your teammates better, Kendall." Daken sneered before walking away with David.

Kendall stuck out her tongue at her half-brother retreating back. "Jerk!"

Nate took a deep breath in, "What the hell is wrong-"

POW

Oliver punched Nate right in the face with his fired up fist, leaving a beauty of a burn mark across his face.

"Oliver!" Kendall was shocked, she knew that he had a temper but he never once hit his friends.

Oliver pushed Nate against the wall, grabbing him by his shirt. "Yah knew didn't you? Yah knew that he was my dad and you never told me!"

Kendall tried to pull him off but Nate stopped her.

"Yes, I knew." Oliver let him go as if Nate physically burned him.

"I don't believe yah, I told yah everything I knew about Emma and Cable! And you still couldn't tell me about this?!"

"Cyclops made us promise not to tell you."

Oliver knitted his eyebrows in confusion, "'Us'?"

Nate decided if he was going to tell the truth, he might as well tell everything. "We all knew, we just didn't want you guys to get hurt."

"A little too late for that." He chuckled, "Anything else yah wanna t'tell me? Do I got a half brother out there or somethin'?"

"No, look-"

Kendall cut him off, she put a supporting hand on Oli's forearm, but he shrugged her off. She didn't hide her hurt look. Oliver was always willing to trust her, now that trust was broken, along with friendship. "Oli, we're sorry. We know we should have told you. But-"

Oliver held up his hands to stop her, "Stop, j'st stop." He sighed, today was leaving him tired and depressed. "All those times we promised that we would tell each other everything, that we would be better than our parents are basically bull, aren't they?"

"Oli."

He didn't hear them; he didn't want to hear them. He fired up and flew out of the nearest open window. In the sky he looked around the campus for a place of solitude, he decided on the school roof.

Once he landed he was surprised to see Aliyah already there, her arms holding her legs close to chest. She looked liked she had been crying.

All of his frustration left him seeing her like that; she was usually the strong one of the team.

"Yah alright?'

Aliyah let out a breath, it helped her a bit. The feeling of weight against her chest disappeared.

"I just found my dad."

Oliver was sure his jaw was on the floor. What the hell was going on today?

--------Class room------

"So what did he do?" Bishop asked Remy after they got through telling each other about talking to their children.

"Yelled, what did your kid do?"

Bishop shrugged, "She pulled a gun on me." Remy looked at his friend; he was so calm when he said it. "Y'win."

"Not the kind of thing that I want to beat you at Gambit."

Remy smiled taking out another cigarette from his coat pockets. He needed something to cool his nerves after his little chat with Rogue.

"Well, y'always said dat I was gonna be a moche pere. Y'win dat bet." (lousy dad) Remy exhaled.Bishop waved the filthy air away from him "Never really meant it, I didn't think any woman was crazy enough to actually breed with you."

"Could say de same t'ing about you. What woman was crazy enough t'sleep wid you?"

"Cal'syee."

Remy froze; he could see Bishop look at the ground sadly. Deathbird (Cal'syee) was Bishop's first love. He remembered those times when Bishop and he would get drunk in the clubs; Bishop would start telling him about her. Their relationship ended on a bad note.

"I didn't mean it homme."

Bishop waved him off, "Not your fault."

The two sat there for a while silently, not knowing what else to say or do.

"Hey, at least we got each ot'ers back?"

"Brothers till the end, when ever that may come." He bumped fist with the Cajun. Remy was feeling bit better again till it hit him. Brothers?

He was so involved about finding out whether the kids were really his that he completely forgot about what Bekka had said to him earlier.

Nope, we just know that he's Scott's brother

"MERDE!" Remy slid of the desk, "Where the hell are you going?" Bishop yelled after Remy but he never heard him, he ran straight to Scott's office.

"Gambit?" The man had burst right through Scott's office unannounced. "Can I help with something?" Scott looked at him; the man looked like he was going through hell,

"Gambit, huh? Y'can't call me what I really am?"

Scott dropped what he was doing, and sat up straight. "I would, but it wouldn't be polite." Scott didn't feel like dealing with Remy at the moment, or any moment for that matter.

"Now is dat anyway t'talk to your big brother?" Remy asked.

Scott could feel his blood freeze after hearing those words. He could see Remy's red eyes were flashing with anger; his hands were glowing bright pink. But what Scott couldn't see though were the tiny knives hidden in Remy's hands

Mean while on the roof….

"My dad didn't actually ran out on my mom and me like I thought, apparently he got stuck here after going on a mission for Shi'ar."

Oliver sat down next to her. "I found out my biological dad was alive all this time, and every one in the mansion already knew."

"You win." She sighed, she clapped her hands on her knees "So, who is he?"

"Sarah's dad."

"You mean that Gambit guy?"

Oliver nodded his head.

Aliyah let out a low whistle; she stretched out her legs, feeling the tension leave her body. At least some one was in the same situation she was in.

"If it makes you feel any better, I didn't know." Oliver threw Gambit's sunglasses to the side. He didn't care anymore about his eyes, it seemed so frivolous now.

"Helps a bit." She scooted closer to him, letting him rest his head on her shoulder. "What did you do when yah found out about your dad?"

"Pulled out a gun."

Oliver laughed for real this time, Aliyah was always able to cheer him up; she was like a big sister to him. "And we thought our family was screwed before."

"Oliver." Oliver looked to see the Stepford Cukoos talking to him, they had flew up from the mansion to find him He groaned under his breath at the sight of the blond triplets. One more comment about his hair and Emma was gonna be missing three clones.

"What's your damage Heathers?" Aliyah covered her mouth to keep from laughing at Oliver's zing.

The cuckoos rolled their eyes in unison. "Doofus. Your sister and your mother had a fight."

"So?"

"She said she was going to leave with Gambit."

Oliver swore and started to fly back into the mansion, 'That girl is gonna be the death of me.'

-------Cyclops's office--------

Rogue stepped into Scott's office to see his glass and metal desk gone. Glass and metal fragments covered the entire rug, or what ever was left of the rug.

The whole room looked like a war had erupted.

"Scott?" she saw him stand by his far window (all of the windows were destroyed as well), his hair was a mess not to mention that he had cuts all over his face and the rips on his uniform were caked with blood. "What the hell happened?"

Scott threw his broken ruby glasses to the floor, replacing them with his optic visors that he always kept on him.

"What do you think?" Remy had managed to blow up his desk, chairs, and everything else. He stepped through the mess on the floor to get to her. "What are you doing here anyway?"

Rogue smoothed down her silver and green uniform, she didn't appreciate Scott's sarcasm, but she decided to ignore it. No matter how the idea of fighting with him made her feel better. "We have a meeting with Jamie today, remember?"

"Right," he picked up a family photo from the ground. The frame was cracked, but the picture wasn't damaged.

Rogue was biting on her lower lip, something that she did when she was agitated or nervous. "You alright?' Scott asked his friend.

"Just had a fight with Bekka." She swallowed the lump that was threatening to rise. "She told me that she hates me."

Scott could tell Rogue was shaken; she had a healthy relationship with her kids. Now it was all messed up in less than a day.

"Welcome to the club."

"What club?"

"The 'My child hates me' club, you'll be receiving your welcome package in the mail." Scott joked; he barely missed the fire ball she tossed at him.

"Hey!"

Rogue bit her gloved finger in mock innocence, "Sorry, it slipped."

"I'll bet."

"Whoa! What happened here Summers?" Jamie Madrox had just walked in. The youngest member of the original new x-men was now head of X-factor, an investigation group, working along side with Rahne, Siryn, and a couple of other former x-men. He had grown up to be a great leader and boss. No longer was he the little kid who everyone picked on, he was taller now and a lot tougher. He removed his long black trench coat, laying it on what used to be a couch, revealing his signature green and gold t-shirt. Jamie was having a hard time walking through the mansion, remembering what had happened four years ago. Neither he, nor the rest ever got over it; from Scott's office he could see part of the cemetery. That night was something he would never forget.

"Madrox, nice to see you again." Scott replied bitterly as Jamie gave Rogue a bear hug. "Wish I could say the same, Summers. Where's Frostie?" he asked curtly.

"My wife is teaching a class right now."

Jamie could see Scott hands were getting closer to his visor. "Is that what you call her? Me and the rest all call her Miss Bi-"

"Whoa Sugah!" Rogue got between the two men, not wanting them to fight. Jamie had never forgiven Scott for what he did to Jean, especially after what they all went through together. "Can we just get through one meetin' with out y'all tearing each others throat?" Rogue begged.

Jamie backed off, but his eyes were still glued to Scott's "Show of disrespect was unnecessary and uncool, sorry." He jerked his thumb towards the hall, "Saw the Cajun outside, take it he didn't take the news so nicely." He teased, eyeing Scott's office once more

"What do you think?"

"Things have changed," Jamie scratched the back of his neck, getting more uncomfortable by the minute in the mansion. "We're not teenagers anymore. We never liked secrets back then, and we still don't like them today. Can't blame the guy for freaking out."

"Madrox." Scott didn't want him to start going through memory lane "What do you have for us?"

Jamie took out a bunch of papers and files from the bag he set on the ground while walking in. He passed the copies to them.

"Team and I found Sinister's little hide out, it's out in Washington DC. Seem like the guy's ready for one hell of a science project."

Rogue and Cyclops looked at the colorful pictures of Sinister and his crew fixing a rather large machine. There were three tables in the background with legs and arms straps, along with. In another picture a large screen showed an image of what appeared to a CAT scan, the stats next to the image were hard to read.

"Why DC?" Rogue asked, usually Sinister liked to pick a place a little more secluded and hard to find.

Jamie pulled out more photos and documents, "His base is less than a mile from Pentagon. My guess is what he's planning involves some form of breaking into private government programs. Like he did with the damn Legacy Virus or Stryker…" he broke off. The mood in the room shifted to maudlin, Rogue did her best not to look outside at the graveyard.

"Well, anyway. Rogue you got major problems."

"Tell me about Sugah."

Jamie flipped a couple of pages of his files and shoved them towards Rogue. "Sinister somehow found out about Gambit and the kids."

"What? How?" Cyclops and her looked through, sure enough the result of the blood test taken a couple of days ago were in their hands.

"Someone managed to send that from here. We tried to find out who emailed it but the email address doesn't seem to exist anymore."

They're many teachers who used the computers at the mansion, each with their own set of email addresses, passwords and access codes. Who ever did this had access to the medical files. Beast had just returned from his mission and Swift had too much ethics to pull such a stunt.

"Plus," Jamie flipped a few more pages "recognize this?" He asked Rogue.

Rogue squinted at the small print on top, the date on the corner showed that the message was sent the day her and her team were on their mission.

"Lordy." The message was full of sensitive information about her, her children and the rest of the x-men. "These were sent from the black bird. How could they get their hands on these?"

"Cable can hack through anything. Maybe he's working with Sinister?"

Rogue smacked Scott upside his head; he was talking about his own son, not to mention her friend.

"Cable wouldn't do this to us."

"He and Sinister have just as much history as we do with him."

Jamie hated to admit that Scott did have a point; Cable had a way with breaking into computer files with out leaving a trace.

"What about that new girl?" Jamie asked "That cyborg you all saved from that hospital? Cant she talk to computers?"

Rogue shook her head not wanting to believe that someone on her team could betray like this, "Karima? No way, Mystique is probably behind this, she's been-"

Scott cut her off "She's been KO since you all got back from your base in Mississippi." He reminded her, "Rogue, some of this stuff was sent afterwards. And you have to admit Karima had been acting a little weird since then, along with Regina."

Jamie flipped over to the last page, "Before we start to point fingers. Anyone recognize this man?"

Scott and Rogue looked at the picture; it was Sinister having a very deep conversation with…Gambit.

"Oh, Gawd." Rogue felt like she was going to throw up. The date on the bottom of the picture showed it was from four days before Gambit and his buddies came.

"The Rajun' Cajun strikes again." Jamie smiled in triumph, he wanted to see the shocked look on his friend's faces once they found out they were harboring an acquaintance of an enemy.

"What's he there for?" Scott asked him.

"The surveillance footage we got doesn't record voices, besides Sinister can pick up the frequency too easily. What ever he was there for he took a while. He was with Sinister for eight hours. We got more picture of him visiting Sinister before this was taken."

It didn't make any sense why would Remy still have ties to Sinister after everything?

"Do you think he's trying to pull a trick on us or something?"

BOOM!

The explosion shook the office, throwing the three off their feet. "What the hell was that?"

-----Swift's bedroom-------

Swift opened her eyes; looking around the room she felt something was wrong. While Nightcrawler was away on a mission, she was the residential teleporter for the team. Swift's power allowed her to transfer herself and anyone else to any place, time, or dimension. Not only that, but she could sense when other portals were opening up.

And right now, she felt one opening in the mansion. The energy radiating from it was pure evil. 'I got to get to Scott." She threw the sheets and pulled herself out of bed.

--------Cyclops's office-----

A familiar portal appeared before them. Swift, who was supposed to sick, fell out with a loud thump. She didn't try to pick her self up. The impact sent pain through out her side.

"Swift!" they went over to help their friend. But she declined their help "There's a portal opening in the med lab." She groaned

Scott pulled on his skull cap, ready for battle.

"Jamie, get Swift back to her room. Rogue, we'll go check out the med lab."

------Earlier in the med lab-------

"Bobby?" Bliss walked into the pit to see the man sitting next to Mystique, holding her hand. "How's Miss Blue?"

He groaned, "Not any different from yesterday.

"I'm an idiot, aren't I?" Bobby suddenly asked looking at Bliss desperately for advice.

"Do you want my opinion as a friend or a shrink?"

Bobby gave her a sour look, "Which ever won't cost two hundred dollars." He watched her lean back against her seat.

"Dude, you're falling for the woman who tried to kill you and your friends many, MANY times. Just be happy that your little fling didn't go too far." She knew Bobby and Mystique had only been working together for a couple of months. There was no way they could.

"Define 'far'."

Bliss shrugged, "Well like telling her you loved her or sleeping with her." She laughed at the idea. Bobby wasn't that stupid.

But then again, she was talking to Bobby. Hell, this was the same guy who asked Lorna out on a date right after Havok broke up with her. Plus, he wasn't looking at her.

"Bobby? You-You didn't sleep with Mystique, did you?"

"Maybe…" he mumbled into his free hand.

"Ew." Bliss could feel her skin crawl off her body. She rubbed her hands up and down on her arms unconsciously to calm herself. "Okay, just tell me this. You didn't do it on the black bird, did you? Because I don't think I can handle that."

"We didn't do it on the black bird." He snapped, he took a second to breathe before explaining, "It was after Rogue absorbed the Hetacomb. We were in her old house and we got to talking; she and I were getting so close. We just felt so comfortable with each other, you know?"

Bliss was still trying to comprehend his little situation. "No."

Bobby sighed, "You think this weird, don't you?"

"Kind of. I just find it creepy that you and her shacked up in her home though." She scooted a bit away from them, "What did Rogue and Sabretooth say when they found out?"

Bobby shifted uneasily in his seat, "They…um, don't know yet." He stood up to get a cup of water from the bathroom.

"You better hope they never find out, otherwise you're gonna be Sabretooth personal scratching post if he ever found out about you hooking up with his ex."

"I know Bliss." He sat down next to Mystique again, pushing back some red hair off her face. She looked so peaceful for a woman who was ready to kill her daughter. Bobby rubbed a lock of her red hair between his fingers, remembering the night he had the chance to run his fingers through her hair the first night they consummated their relationship.

"You don't love her, do you?" Bliss asked him.

"I'm not sure. I care for her though; even after all she did to us. I still care for her. Scary thing is I don't think I can stop now." He took Mystique's hand with his.

"Look Bobby, I know how your relationship with Jubilee ended, not to mention all that crap that happened between you and Havok over Lorna and Annie. If you think this relationship is worth it. Then you got my support."

Bobby arched his eyebrows in surprise. He believed her, for two second.

"You don't mean it, do you?"

"Nope," she smiled, "but I will have my waste basket ready when Mystique pulls your heart out of your chest."

He threw his empty plastic cup at her. "Thanks."

Something behind Bliss got Bobby's attention. "Isn't your sister sick?"

"Yeah."

"Then whose portal is that?"

The portal was like a black hole. Lady Mastermind stepped through pointing her gun right at them.

Bobby and Bliss stood up, ready to fight.

"Wyngarde, what the hell are you up to?"

Lady Mastermind smiled sinisterly, "Sorry, Drake. But I'm gonna have to take Miss Blue from you. Hope you don't mind."

She fired at him, but Bliss was able to create a shield around the both of them.

"Oh, yeah. Because that's gonna work." Lady Mastermind pulled out a power neutralizer dart gun pointing it at Bliss.

Bliss didn't have time to react; already she could feel the drug work through her system. Making her useless in the fight. "Bobby, get out of here!"

Bobby though wasn't listening; he already changed into his ice form. "You're not getting out here alive Wyngarde." He threatened the blond mutant.

She battered her eyelashes at him, but her smile was demonic "Ooh, is Mister. Popsicle actually threatening me? I'm scared now."

She fired at him, but he was able to dodge. He threw a bunch of ice shards at her, but she deflected each one.

Suddenly to their relief the door opened. "Karima! Help me, she's flipping out!" Bliss begged. With one look at Karima they knew something wasn't right. Her brown eyes were now pure red like she was possessed, but that wasn't right. She was half human/half robot, she couldn't get possessed. Bobby looked at the collar strapped around her neck, the symbol on it looked familiar.

"I don't think that's Karima…"

Bobby felt his stomach churn; he knew that symbol form anywhere. It was the one Lorna had on when she was possessed by

"Malice. How did you-?" he asked not lowering down his defenses. He remembered what he had to go through when the entity had taken control of Lorna. Malice pulled out a grenade; her fingers were right on the pin.

"Malice has gone digital now, my dear Drake."

She pulled the pin.

-------Now in the med lab------

"Oh, God."

Scott and Rogue ran into the room to find Mystique gone from her bed. Bliss was on the floor covered with debris and knocked out cold.

"What's that?" Scott took a better look at what appeared to be glass covering the floor, but he soon realized that it was ice. He saw Bobby's shredded jacket lying not to far from him.

Scott suddenly felt like he was falling through a hole. He put a hand to his mouth not wanting to throw up. His friend was blown up into pieces around him.But to his surprise Rogue didn't seem to care; she stepped over to Bliss, checking the woman's pulse.

To Rogue's relief there was one.

"They-they killed Bobby." His throat felt dry, he couldn't handle another death.

Rogue scooped up Bliss in her arms, "They didn't kill him. Just give him a minute Scott, he has pull himself together."

Scott was about to go off on her about not caring about her teammates, when he started to notice the ice pieces start to move closer together and started to rebuild into Bobby.

'How-when did you learn how to do that?" Scott asked amazed. Bobby ignored his question, "We have to get upstairs." He was ready to leave but Scott pulled him back.

"You just got blown up, give yourself a second."

Bobby pushed Scott away from him, "You two don't get it. Karima and Regan are marauders. This was just a distraction. Sinister planned all of this."

Scott turned in alarm to Rogue, but she was already gone.

------- Earlier in Front yard--------

"Bekka, get away from him!" Rebecca rolled her eyes before she and Remy turned around to see most of the x-men and Oliver walking towards them.

Rebecca stood her ground; she impatiently waited for her brother to approach her first. No doubt in her mind that he was the one that called them

"Why should I?" she asked with hands on her hips. Remy stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders.

"Because Rogue warned you about talking to this wanker!" Betsy yelled. She usually liked Rebecca when she wasn't stealing her clothes or jewelry, but right now she wanted to slap the girl silly for trusting Remy.

"I'm her pere, Bets. I'm not going to hurt my own kid." Remy calmly reasoned.

"First time for anything, luv."

Rebecca put a hand on her father's chest to stop him from attacking Betsy. Sam was cracking his knuckles in annoyance, "What are yah doin' with him Bekka?"

"We're just talkin'."

"Well you can talk inside." Piotr eyes never left Remy's, he was already armored up and ready to take down the Cajun. Sam stepped up next, "Get back inside Bekka, now."

"Yoah not mah dad, Sam." Rebecca snapped, didn't anyone understand that she just wanted to talk to her father without getting dirty looks around the mansion.

Oliver watched as Sam swallowed the hurt, the insult had stung deep. Sam had taken care and watched them grow up. Even after all this, it angered him to know that his sister's loyalty were with a man she barely knew. He was about to respond but stopped when he heard around of applause come from the sky.

Their hovering above them was Sunfire, Vertigo, Riptide, Blockbuster, Harpoon, Prism, and Scalphunter. "That was such a touching scene, really." Vertigo oozed faux sincerity, she dabbed an imaginary tissue under her eye. "When's the climax?" she then lightly smacked her forehead, "Oh, I forgot. It starts now." She faced her teammates "Take them."

Sunfire made a dive for Oliver. He grabbed him, pinning the young boy's arms by his side. "You are the one with my powers? Let us see how much Rogue has taught you." Oliver transformed to his fiery form and flew into the sky with Sunfire still holding on to him.

"I am sorry, but you will have to try better than this." Sunfire let go of him and punched him square in the face since their fire attacks wouldn't work on each other. The punch to the head left Oliver dizzy but he shook it off and charged at the older man. Sunfire dodged him and grabbed him from behind, pulling him into a head lock.

"Let me go y'freakin' traitor!" Oliver struggled to break the hold Sunfire had on him, but the other man had a good leverage on him. "You might want to be nicer to your elders." Sunfire jammed a power neutralizer dart into the young boy's neck. Oliver could feel his powers slipping away, the drug was making him feel weak and tired. Sunfire felt the boy go limp; satisfied he yelled down to teammates "I have one of them!"

"OLIVER!" Sam yelled helplessly as he watched Sunfire take him inside the portal, he was about to rocket towards them but something was pulling him back. "Where you going Corn poke?" Prism asked, he didn't wait for Sam to answer him. He punched him in the face, he glass fist cutting deep into Southerner's face.

"Hello little girl." Rebecca felt someone grab her wrist and pick her up two feet of the ground. She came face to face with Harpoon. "If you come with us quietly, we promise we won't hurt your little friends." He smile was perverted. "I bet." Rebecca kicked him in the chest; the kick was so strong that it flew Harpoon into the fountain in front of the school.

She could see Vertigo coming at her, with a tranquilizer in hand. "Yah do know my skin is invulnerable to that, right?"

Vertigo smiled, "I know, I was just waiting for him." She pointed at someone behind the girl

"Who?"

Riptide snaked his body around Rebecca so that she wouldn't be able to escape, "You may be invulnerable to needles girl, but not to scents." He covered her mouth with a rag soaked with chloroform. Rebecca tried not to inhale, but Riptide was covering her nose and mouth. Soon the smell hit her and she was knocked out.

"Oh, God!" Emma felt someone hit her head from the back; she went down face first into the ground.

"This is really sad; I expected more from the amazing x-men." Vertigo teased, she pulled out a few grenades. The x-men watch in horror as she pulled the pin and threw it.

------Now in the Front yard-------

Scott, Rogue, Jamie, and Bobby ran to their injured friends. "Scott, something's wrong."

"Geez, you think!?" he checked over Emma, her arm was out of its socket and she had a large bump on the back of her head.

Bobby picked up an unconscious X-23 to show Scott, "She's bleeding." Scott could see a couple of gashes on her arms and face with blood dripping out. She should have healed by now.

"Power neutralizer." Scott looked around; no wonder they were beaten up so badly. Rogue pulled Sam into her lap. The cuts on his face were swelling and his lips was busted open.

"R-Rogue…" Sam groaned, Rogue stroked her finger through his hair. "Shh, try to lay still. We'll get yah help, Sugah." Sam gritted his teeth, the pain in his jaw was excruciating. "Marauders took Bekka and Oli. We couldn't save them."

Rogue could feel an imaginary stake piercing her heart; her brain reeled with the image of Sinister now having her children in his custody.

Jamie went over to Betsy who was severely injured as well. Her forehead at a huge cut, covering her face and part of her hair with her own blood, Jamie could see that something was sticking out from her side.

"Don't worry Psy. We'll get you as good as new."

"Jamie…Gambit, he went with them." She whispered before her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Jamie swore underneath his breath as he picked her up. Rogue was going to have a mental break down.

------Sinister's hideout-----------

Rebecca finally gave up on telepathically contacting the x-men. "I can't get through anyone."

Oliver slumped back against glass dome wall; he was sick and tired of feeling like a fish in a bowl. " You s'prised Bekka? If you kidnap someone, you're gonna make sure they can't call for help."

When Oliver and Rebecca finally came too it they didn't know how long they had been held in the cold and damp cramped cell. They tried using their powers but were told by the guards that they were under a power damper.

"Damn mutant freaks." The armored guard cursed when they saw Oliver's eyes. Oliver looked at them in confusion, "Y'all aren't mutants?" Sinister was hiring homo-sapiens now?

One of the guards lifted his visor, revealing cold gray eyes. "Hell no." The guards went out to secure the entrance to the prison ignoring Oliver's calls. Oliver repeatedly banged on the glass, "Then why do y' work for Sinister?" The guards ignored him. "ANSWER ME."

Oliver turned to his sister who was repeatedly banging the back of her head on the wall. 'Well, this is gonna be interesting.'

-------Xavier's Mansion-----

Elixir had been able to heal everyone. But that didn't really fill Cyclops with confidence in Rogue's team.

"Scott, Ah aint tellin' yah again. We're going and that's that!" she shouted in his face. Bobby and Sam were behind her, they too agreed that they were ready to go and fight. Scott and Rogue had been fighting in front of everyone in the foyer for the last half hour.

Scott massaged his forehead, "Rogue, you do realize that you are missing half of your team right?" He pointed over at the two men behind her. "The Marauders were able to beat on seven of our teammates; you think that you can win with just three?"

"She's still got us one-eye." Sabretooth growled with his claws glistening under the light shinning through the windows. Cable nodded in agreement with him.

"Big whoop, two more people." He snapped at the both of them.

"I still don't believe it." Castle mused out loud after Scott and Jamie told him about Remy's meetings with Sinister. "There's no way that he could do this."

Logan eyed the man, "You said it yourself bub. You let the guys go off on their own. The Cajun could have been planning this all along under your nose."

Castle and the rest of Remy's friend stood up in his defense "We know him better then this. No way that he would do this to his own kids."

Laura leaned back against the steps, "You honestly think you know him? The man has helped kill innocent people. I wouldn't put it pass him to hurt his own kids."

Johnny stepped up, he had stayed quiet through out the bickering, but he wasn't going to listen to this. "Believe me, if Remy was evil I would be the first one to ring his neck. Trust me; he wouldn't harm anyone unless they deserved it."

The comment eased Rogue for a bit, though she couldn't help but wonder would Gambit hurt her kids to harm her.

Rogue looked at him through peered eyes, hands on her hips. "What do Ah have tah worrah about?"

Remy walked right up to her, close enough that barely an inch stood between them. "Lots of t'ings."

"We're wasting time here." She turned around to her team "Let's go." Scott quickly grabbed hold on her arm.

"We're coming too."

Rogue pulled her arm back in disgust, "There's no way Ah'm letting the Astonishing team come on this mission, Scott. This is a Adjectiveless mission only, so butt out." She looked behind him to see Emma, Piotr, Kitty, Beast, and Logan all look at her as if she was crazy to deny their help.

"Rogue, either we're going or you can resign from your post as leader." Scott warned her, his eyes glowing red behind his visors.

Rogue sucked in her cheeks, "Fine, let's just go." Before the team could get out they were stopped once again.

"We're coming too." Blade told them, the other men were getting ready to leave. "This isn't a field trip Blade." Logan growled, unleashing his claws.

Blade paid no attention to the small man, "He's our brother, Howlett. We're coming, like it or not."

Rogue was getting real tired of this, "Just let them come Wolverine."

They were ready to leave again but the new x-men stood in their way to the door. "Oh, no. You all are not coming." Scott warned him.

TJ smiled "Why not? We're just gonna sneak on the jet anyway if you say no." She shrugged. Kendall dropped her arms to her sides, "Oliver and Bekka are on my team, and we're family. If they're in trouble then we're going." Kendall reasoned with him.

Rogue didn't want to argue, she pointed a finger at the young girl, "Fine, y'all can come. But y'all are gonna stay in the jet, if we get into trouble you all call the other's foah backup."

The new x-men ran out the door, followed by the others. Rogue called to the rest of the x-men who were staying back, "See if y'all can get Nightcrawler, Storm and the rest to come. We're gonna need all the help we can get to finish this damn fool once and for all." She slammed the door behind her.

Ten minutes later the four groups were on their way to DC.

-------Sinister's Hideout--------

"In you go freak." The guards gloated as they threw Remy into the prison dome. Oliver dodged just to avoid getting crushed by Remy.

"We're not supposed to hurt them, Hunter." one of the guards warned his teammate. Hunter took out a stun gun from his holster, "Always wondered if they felt any pain." He pressed the button on the gun, watching the electric current buzz with glee. "Hunter, there're security cameras all over, if Sinister see us hurting them. We're dead." Hunter reluctantly turned the gun off and followed the other guards out complaining about having no fun.

Oliver kneeled down next to Remy, "Y'okay?" Remy groaned as he picked himself up, he hit his head rather hard. "I'm fine." He told him, surprised at the caring tone coming from his son. Oliver stood up as well, "Too bad." He sneered before he punched Remy square in the face.

"Oli!" Rebecca pulled her brother away from their dad, "Y're probably spying for Sinister, mom told me about you and him!" Oliver yelled, Rebecca was having a hard time holding him back without her powers.

Remy massaged his jaw; the kid had his mother's left hook, not to mention her temper. "Let him go, Bekka." She did so, but still stood between them just in case. "It's true dat I did help Sinister. But I owe de man."

"For what?"

Remy sunk to the ground; he cradled his head in his hands. He didn't want anyone to know. But when he looked at his children he could see the hope in their eyes, they didn't want him to truly evil.

"Before I joined de x-men or even Mageto." Rebecca and Oliver shook at the name, so their mother wasn't lying about that.

""I went to Sinister t'help me wid my powers. I used to get dese terrible headache dat would make me lose control."

Oliver started to play an imaginary violin "How sad." He stuffed his fists in his pockets "Do we got t'listen to this sob story?" Rebecca shushed him.

"I went t'Sinister to get help. He said dat cash payment wouldn't be enough, I tol' him dat I was willing t'do anyt'ing. We made a deal, he would perform the surgery and I would help him steal some science equipment."

Rebecca shook her head, "I don't get it. That happened so long ago. Why is he still asking yah for things?"

Oliver pulled his sister back when Remy started to get up, his powers might be gone in the dome but Oliver still didn't trust him.

"I kept going back; he was de only one dat would help wid out questioning. Look, y'two probably don't have a reason t'trust moi. Mais, I wouldn't let him hurt you. I'm not like dat."

"Lordy, y'think? Yah yelped kill people. What makes yah think that we'll look past that?"

"I wouldn't let him hurt y'two." Remy replied convincingly, slowly walking towards his son. Oliver dead eyed him while taking a few steps back until his back hit the wall, "Yeah? Yah weren't putting up much of a fight back at the mansion. Yah could of blown them up if y'wanted too."

Remy growled at his son's stupidity, he wasn't getting it yet. "Better than laying dead wid de ot'er, at least y'have someone t'protect you while you're here."

"Protect us? You have no powers in here!" he banged his fists back on the glass to emphasize.

While the two fought Rebecca was watching the power damper, if only they could get to that stupid thing.

"WOULD YOU TWO SHUT UP!?" she screamed, their argument was getting louder by the second.

Fifteen minutes later…

"WE NEED HELP! MY SISTER'S NOT BREATHING!" Oliver yelled banging his fist on the glass to get the guards attention.

"What the hell?" four guards walked in, inside the glass prison was Remy kneeled next to Rebecca. She was bleeding from her nose and mouth.

"Dear God! If Sinister see this we're going to get it." They lowered the domes walls to get her. Oliver was beside himself, "She-she ran between us." Remy stuttered. The guards shoved him aside trying to get her. "Stupid little girl. We have to work on her here."

"We have to secure the containment first." Another guard brought in a portable defribulater. "Before it's too late."

Rebecca opened her eyes and smirked at the shocked guards. "It's too late."

Oliver flipped two of the guards onto their backs; he pulled out their guns from their holsters and fired at the power damper. The bullets fried the machine; Remy could feel his powers return. He threw a bunch of small charged knives at the surveillance cameras while Rebecca took down the guards. She grabbed a guard by his uniform, "Stupid little girl huh?" she punched him in the head, shattering the helmet. The guard yelled in pain as the pieces of the helmet got into his eyes. Remy was able to finish off the last two guards, he crushed their skulls together and let them drop to the floor. "Time to go."

He and the kids made a break for it. "Nice job by de way, Beks. I'm impressed." He complimented his daughter who was wiping the blood from her face with her t-shirt. Olive was impressed as well, "Nice job for taking one for the team." Rebecca flicked her brother's head, "You owe me." She said darkly, her brother had to really punch her in the face to make the emergency look real.

The halls were dark, none of them could see where they were headed. "Hey Oli, a little light S'il Vous Plait?" Oliver flamed up, the halls had no signs and all the doors revealed nothing. "We don't even know how long we've been down here; there're no windows or anything."

"You getting scared dear brother?" She smirked. Oliver was ready to retort when Remy stopped them, "Y'guys can argue later." They continued to walk; Remy didn't recognize any of the hallways. Something was defiantly wrong, he knew the place. Why couldn't he find the exit?

"Bleh! What's that smell?" Oliver and Rebecca covered their mouth and nose with their hands to block out the rotting order. Remy was choking as he pulled his shirt to cover his mouth and nos. It smelled so familiar to him, like…death. "It's coming from there." Rebecca pointed at a door. She pulled the door of its hinges and threw it away. The smell doubled in strength.

Once when they saw what was behind the door they froze. Oliver and Rebecca could feel the wind being knocked out of them. "Oh my God!"

There on the dirty cold floor were the x-men, new x-men and Remy's friends. All dead. Even Wolverine, who had been cut into two, his blood and organs were spilling out of him. The skin on his face was hang off, "How did they-he?" Remy couldn't finish his sentence once he spotted Blade nailed to the wall, three wooden stakes where going through his head, neck, and chest. Remy couldn't hold it in anymore, he threw up, all of his brothers were dead.

"Power neutralizer, they couldn't use their powers at all." Rebecca explained horrified as she stroked Sam's cheek. His skull was crushed in, and his legs were pointing in the wrong direction. Next to him was Sarah, Remy could feel the tears ready to fall, they had pulled all the spikes from her body, leaving her in a bloody state. She also had a bullet wounds in the side of her head. "S-Sarah." He gulped down the anger that was beginning to grow inside his chest. Sinister had killed his daughter, the one person he promised to protect forever.

"MOM!" Oliver and Rebecca ran to their mother once they spotted her. Her uniform was soaked in blood; some one had stabbed her and dragged the knife through her body. They had snapped her neck too; just too make sure she was truly dead.

Remy looked at the others: some had their throat sliced open, other's had their neck snapped, or were stabbed. The new x-men were shot in the head multiple times.

Rebecca couldn't control her tears, "Come on, mama. Please wake up. Please" She begged tapping the side of Rogue's face gently. Oliver couldn't breathe; his mother's green eyes were wide and empty.

Remy kneeled down next to her, he was about to pick up her hand when Oliver stopped him. Something inside the young boy exploded, he flew Remy in the wall. "This is your fault; if y'never came my family wouldn't be dead right now!" yelling while choking Remy with his flame engulfed hands. Remy could feel his skin start to burn and blister. He looked into his son's red on black eyes; there was no mercy, "I-I had nothin' t'do wid dis!" He could feel his clothes melting and sticking onto his skin. "Yeah, right." Oliver was determine to kill him.

Rebecca couldn't hear Remy's cry of pain, nor could she see her brother's doing. All she could see was right in front of her: Her mother dead in cold blood.

"Please, please don't leave me." She begged crying, she hugged her mother close. She could feel Rogue's blood soak into her shirt. "Please, I take it back." She was having a break down; she looked at the other dead x-men. They were all gone; she was never going to hear Bobby's stupid little jokes, smell the scent of Logan's stinky cigars, or see Kitty having a hard time in the kitchen ever again. The people who she loved the most were gone. She took in a deep breath, the cold and rotten air made her lungs tighten. Looking around at the bodies surrounding her; they were covered in so much blood. But the more she looked around the more she noticed something was off. She stood up, wiping the tears away and smearing blood on her face. Something was wrong with this scene. Rebecca focused her telepathic powers, she could sense something, or rather someone with them.

That person was enjoying their pain.

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refers to Gambit and Wolverine-Victims series.

refers to a Romy scene from x-men #8.

x-men supernovas.

Sara or Serefina, a villain in x-men supernovas, who made Sam think that he was married and in love with her.

refers to Charlie from AOA and/or Magnus from Exiles.

So, what did you like about the chapter, what didn't you like, besides the mass murder of our favorite heroes and the length of the chapter? I loved the reviews for ch5, all of your opinions were great, and helped me a lot when I wrote this chapter.

Thank you everyone and happy holidays and New Year. :-)