A/N: It's me with another Evo fic. This one's another post Apocalypse fic (gasp What a shocker, I know.) This one's set about 6 months after Ascension. It's kind of my take on the Acolytes joining the X-Men.
Ages:
Gambit-21
Colossus, Pyro, Jean, Scott, Lance-19
Rogue, Wanda, Pietro, Blob-18
Kitty, Kurt, Toad-17
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution or any of the characters from it.
Rogue was dreading school when she woke up on Monday. She hated going to school on crutches and this would be her second time this year. She only hoped that Kitty would help her some.
Rogue carefully dressed, not wanting to jar her ankle. She put on a pair of faded jeans that were starting to rip at the knee with a black long sleeved shirt. She pulled the black Mardi Gras hoodie that she had 'borrowed' from Remy over her head. He had left it in the rec room when they were hanging out the week before and she hadn't given it back yet.
Rogue skipped her makeup, save for black eyeliner. She didn't feel like trying to apply it while on crutches. She grabbed her bag and gloves and made her way down the Institute steps to the hall.
"Hey, Rogue, have you seen my…Never mind," Remy's voice trailed off as he spotted the item he had been looking for. His Mardi Gras hoodie. He decided to grab his trench instead, not wanting to go out into the late October air in upstate New York without something warm.
"Load up!" Logan's voice echoed through the entrance. All the school kids headed outside to get in the van. "Stripes, Gumbo is gonna drive you so you don't have to deal with the X-Van."
"Thanks." Rogue followed Remy out to the garage.
"I'm guessin that you've been on crutches before?"
"Yeah. I broke my foot last year, courtesy of Bobby and Kurt."
"You wanna take my car or Jeannie's SUV? The front seat fold down in my car, so that won't be in the way. Or you can just slide the seat all the way back."
"The car. Ah'm not big on climbin in and out of Jean's SUV like this."
"Okay." Remy opened the door and helped Rogue get in the car. Sliding the seat back gave her enough room, so she didn't have to worry about climbing in the back. Remy climbed in and took off.
Rogue managed to get out of the car with the minimum amount of help. She slung her backpack over a shoulder and waved to Remy before heading toward the school.
"Rogue," his voice called. She stopped and looked at him. "If ya need anything, call me. I'll be around the Institute all day."
"Thanks, Rem, but Ah think Ah'll be okay."
"Have a good day, chére. And I want my sweatshirt back sometime."
"Keep dreamin, Cajun." Rogue made her way into the school and to first period with no problem. She took her usual seat next to Kitty.
Kitty sniffed the air as Rogue sat down. "Rogue, you smell like cologne."
"It's just Remy's. He gave me a ride here." Kitty had gotten a ride from Lance, unable to take another day of riding in the X-Van.
"Remy? How can you ride a motorcycle?"
"He's got a car."
"Really?"
"Yeah. A '68 Camaro."
"Still doesn't explain why you smell like him." Kitty looked at the hoodie that Rogue had on. "When did you get a Mardi Gras hoodie?"
"Last week."
"But Mardi Gras is in the spring."
Rogue shrugged. "Ah never said Ah got it at Mardi Gras."
Kitty was about to press her for information when the teacher came in. The class quieted down as she took role. They were split into groups, so Kitty didn't get another chance to question Rogue.
When the bell rang, Rogue waited for the room to clear out. She didn't want to risk someone running into her. Testing the strength of the pain meds Hank had her on really didn't seem like a fun idea.
She made it upstairs to French with no problem. She was the last one in the room, leaving her to sit in the front. The teacher looked at her ankle as she sat down.
"Ms. Darkholme, what have you done to yourself?"
"Sprained ankle."
"How did you do that?"
"One of my friends surprised me on Saturday and Ah guess Ah rolled it when Ah turned around."
"I noticed that you were wearing a sweatshirt that advertises a main attraction of your chosen city."
"Yeah."
"Have you been to New Orleans?"
"Ah was there last year during Mardi Gras."
"I can tell. I hope that Mardi Gras wasn't the reason you chose New Orleans."
"Not at all, ma'am. Ah've got a Cajun friend and Ah loved what Ah saw of the city."
"Good. It really is a quite extraordinary place. How have the reports coming?"
The class groaned and Rogue sank down in her seat. The teacher went on about the reports for a while before changing her focus to different French speaking countries and their unique dialects. Rogue easily translated as she lectured in French.
Study hall was a much appreciated break. Nobody asked her what happened to her ankle, a question that she was quickly getting tired of answering. Kitty asked her about the hoodie again, but Rogue refused to answer. She kept putting off the question until the bell rang.
Rogue found an empty table to sit at. She raised an eyebrow when Wanda joined her at the table.
"Toad found my spot by the tree. He's waiting there."
"Okay." Rogue started eating her lunch.
"So John told me what happened with you and Remy."
"What?"
"The whole ankle thing. Apparently Remy was at our house the other day, hanging out with John. John said that he feels bad about it."
"Ah've told him that it's not his fault."
"If he thinks it is, I doubt that you're going to change his mind."
"Ah know. He's more stubborn than me."
"Nice hoodie by the way. Steal it from a certain someone?" Wanda smirked and Rogue glared at her.
"Maybe."
They talked through lunch hour. Rogue was reluctant to go back to class when the bell rang. Maybe Ah'll just fake that my ankle's botherin me and go home. Rogue decided against this option. She went to get her chemistry book after the bell rang.
Rogue was on her way to chemistry when someone ran into her. Her crutches slipped and she struggled not to fall. She bit back tears as her foot hit the ground, jarring her ankle.
Kitty grabbed her arm to steady her. "You okay?"
Rogue fought the urge to vomit from the pain that was shooting through her ankle. "Ah think Ah'm gonna go home. Ah'll see you later."
"Okay. You want me to put your stuff in your locker?"
"Thanks." Rogue handed Kitty her bag before going to the office to call the institute.
"Hello?"
"Remy?"
"Rogue? You okay?"
"Yeah. Um, could some one come pick me up?"
"Sure. Give me ten minutes."
"Thanks." Rogue hung up the phone and went outside to wait.
"Ms. Darkholme, aren't you supposed to be in class?" Rogue looked over to see the school secretary smoking a cigarette.
"Ah'm waitin for my ride."
"Do you have permission to leave?"
"Ah have a guardian that told me not to push it with my ankle. Does that count?"
"I'll need a doctor's note."
"Ah'll have one for you tomorrow."The secretary looked at Rogue, but didn't respond. Rogue sighed and leaned heavily on her crutches.
"Is this guardian coming to pick you up?"
"No, Professor Xavier doesn't drive. Ah'm not sure who he'll send."
The secretary put out her secretary and motioned to the door. "You're supposed to wait inside the office for someone to pick you up. Come on."
Rogue turned to follow the woman when a now familiar black car pulled into the parking lot. Remy climbed out, his unique eyes hidden by dark sunglasses. He smiled at Rogue.
The secretary stopped and looked at Rogue. "You're skipping school to hang out with your boyfriend?"
"No, she's not. I'm Remy LeBeau. I work at Xavier's." Remy winked at Rogue, telling her to play along.
"Thanks for coming to get me Mr. LeBeau."
The secretary looked skeptical. "You picked her up last week after Xavier called, right?"
"Oui. I was the only one that could come. Everyone else was busy."
"Fine. Ms. Darkholme, don't forget that I will need a note." The secretary disappeared inside.
Rogue looked at Remy and laughed. "'Ah work at Xavier's?' Ah can't believe she bought that."
"Better than my first idea."
"Which was?"
"Tellin her that I'm not your boyfriend."
"That's your other idea?"
Remy smirked. "You didn't let me finish, chére. I was gonna tell her that I'm you husband and that you're late for an appointment to check on the baby."
Rogue's jaw dropped. "Are ya insane? That would've been all over school and Ah would probably get suspended or something."
"Good thing I didn't say it then, non?" Rogue shook her head and followed him to the car. "So what made you decide to call me?"
"Some jackass ran into me. Ah slammed my foot into the ground. Ah thought Ah was gonna throw up from the pain."
"How's it feel now?"
"Better, but it got me out of school, so Ah can't complain."
"You should probably see Hank when we get home."
"Plannin on it. How else am Ah gonna get some strong pain meds?"
Remy laughed as they pulled up to the gates. He parked his car and helped Rogue out. They went into the mansion and don to the med bay.
"Beast? You in here?" Rogue called as she looked around.
"Right here, my dear. What can I do for you?"
"He made me come down here." Rogue jerked her head toward Remy. He smirked, but didn't say anything.
"What are you doing home from school?"
"Ah hit my ankle and it hurt like hell. Ah didn't want to do it again, so Ah called Remy to come get me."
"I see. How does it feel now?"
"Better than earlier, but it still hurts."
"Well, let me look at it. And take these." Beast handed her some pills. Rogue downed them as he unwrapped her ankle. She groaned at the sight of the swollen purple mass that was supposed to be her ankle.
"Is it supposed to look like that?" Remy was staring at her ankle.
"Swelling and bruising are normal. Rogue, I want you to lay down somewhere, elevate this, and ice it. Understood?" Rogue nodded and he rewrapped it.
"Thanks." When her ankle was wrapped, Rogue used Beast as a support to climb off the table. She grabbed her crutches and headed upstairs to watch some TV while she kept her ankle up. Remy followed her.
Rogue settled herself on the couch with her leg ankle on one armrest. "Hey, Rem, do you mind getting me some ice?"
"No problem." He came back a minute later with an icepack and carefully put it on her ankle. Rogue flipped on the TV and flipped through the channels. A minute later, she dropped the remote next to her. "What's the point of havin satellite when there's nothing on?"
"Wanna watch a movie?"
"Sure." Remy opened his mouth to ask a question. "Just pick one."
"That's really disturbing, chére."
"Ah know. That's why Ah do it."
Remy scanned the movie titles before pulling out Pirates of the Caribbean. "This okay?"
Rogue nodded. "Ah love that movie." Remy popped the DVD in and settled on the floor in front of the couch. He leaned back, his head even with Rogue's stomach. This is how Jean and Scott found them two hours later.
"Should we wake them up?" Jean asked. Rogue looked pretty comfortable, but Remy's head was lolled back against the couch cushion. "I mean, that has to be hurting his neck."
"I'd say leave them, but the other kids will be home before long and they might misinterpret this."
"So should we just wake Remy up?"
Scott nodded. "Unless you want to wake up Rogue."
"Remy's good." Jean quietly walked across the room to wake Remy up. "Remy?" Remy moaned and shifted in his sleep. This shift caused his head to slide off the couch and he fell over. He sprang up as soon as his head hit the floor. "Jean? That ain't a very nice way to wake someone up."
"Sorry, but we figured that we should wake one of you up before everyone got home and saw you two sleeping in here like that."
"Like what? I was on the floor. It's not like we were both sleeping on the couch."
"You might want to finish this discussion outside the room. That is, unless you want to wake up Rogue." They both looked at the sleeping girl and went down the hall into the kitchen.
"So why couldn't ya let me sleep?"
Jean shrugged. "It was either you or Rogue."
Remy relented. He really didn't want them to wake Rogue up. He figured that she needed the rest. "Fine."
"Plus, Rogue doesn't have a danger room session in half an hour." Remy glared at Scott, but went to change anyway. He met the others down in the danger room.
"Okay. Now we're just waiting for Kitty, Kurt, and the New Recruits. They should be down in a few minutes after they change."
Sure enough, the missing X-Men came down a few minutes later. Rogue had woken up and decided to watch from the control room with the Professor. The session was cut short when an alarm went off.
The X-Men ran off to the front yard. The Brotherhood was making their way up the drive. Each had a bag in hand.
"What are you doing here?" Scott asked, taking his place in the front of the group. Kitty, Kurt, Logan, Piotr, and Ororo were behind him. The New Recruits stood off to the side and Rogue was at the back of the group with Remy.
"Scott, stand down." The Professor wheeled to the front of the group. "How can we help you?"
"We were wondering if we could stay here for a while." Lance looked uncomfortable to be asking for help.
"Of course, but may I ask why?"
"When we got home earlier, our house was up in flames. We don't know what happened. Pietro got some stuff for us, but everything else burned."
"As long as you obey the rules, you may stay. Kitty, please show the Brotherhood to their rooms."
"Okay. Follow me." Kitty led them inside.
"Professor, you're not serious?" Scott asked.
"I am, Scott. They are mutants in need of a place to stay."
"But they're the Brotherhood!"
"Ah was part of the Brotherhood, Scott. It didn't keep ya'll from letting me live here."
Scott turned to look at Rogue. "That's different."
"No, it's not. Ah turned down the chance to join ya'll. They never even got the offer." Rogue turned ad went back into the house.
Gambit looked between Rogue's retreating back and Scott. "She's right, mon ami. Just cause they've done some bad stuff doesn't mean they don't deserve another chance." He followed Rogue into the house.
The rest of the group headed back inside, training forgotten. "Just give them a chance," Jean said as she passed Scott. He was left alone on the front lawn to think while everyone else greeted their new housemates.
So sorry bout the long delay in updating. I moved in to my dorm last Friday and my internet hasn't worked at all. So I've been waiting until I came home so I could post this. Sorry for the shorter chap. too. Hope you enjoy. Thanks reviewers. And remember R&R!
