X-Men TRS - Chapter 23.
Authors Note: Sorry for the delay again, haven't been home all week, but i'll make up for it with a couple of chapters tomorrow...
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Back at the Brotherhood castle Amara sat on the sofa watching John pace a hole in the carpet, he had been doing it for the last hour and she was bored now
Back at the Brotherhood castle Amara sat on the sofa watching John pace a hole in the carpet, he had been doing it for the last hour and she was bored now.
Magneto and Mystique were holed away in his office discussing some random bullshit and Sabretooth had gone off to 'hunt' somewhere.
Amara sighed and watched John pace.
"Baby what's the matter?" She asked again for the fifth time.
"I'm fucking bored!" John snapped loudly, stopping his incessant pacing to stare at Amara angrily.
"Well, there's no need to bite my head off!" Amara snapped back.
"Well, shut up going on!" John snarled.
"If you'd answered me the first time I asked you, I wouldn't keep going on!" Amara yelled angrily.
"Amara, I wish you knew when to shut up." John said menacingly.
"Is that a threat Saint John?" Amara asked not backing down in the slightest.
John's hand shot out & he grabbed Amara by the throat.
"Don't start!" John snarled squeezing her neck and cutting off her air supply.
Amara didn't fight him, she didn't even flinch, she wasn't scared of him, not at all, she loved him and she knew that he loved her. The trouble with John is that growing up on the streets as he had, had made him try to solve all his problems with his fists, but he'd never been properly violent towards her, never even slapped her, this was all posturing, and she was used to that.
Amara just glared into his eyes.
"Sometimes I wish I'd just walked away when that prick was trying to kill you." John snarled.
Amara's glare was replaced with hurt and tears filled her gorgeous jade eyes.
Amara flinched, his violent actions didn't phase her but his vicious words cut her heart.
She slapped at his arms and he immediately let her go, she slumped to the ground, sobbing.
John felt his anger drain away at the sight of her tears, he had never meant to hurt her, and seeing her cry, something she never did, finally made him realize that he had hurt her badly.
"'Mara, I'm sor-" John reached down, to help her to her feet but she immediately shoved him away from her and rushed from the room.
John let out a roar of fury and punched a hole into the wall, he had always had issues with his anger & he knew that he didn't scare Amara because he would never ever hurt her, but his unthinking and untrue words had hurt her – badly.
Amara fled the castle sobbing, she never cried, she was stronger than that but hearing John say that he wished he had never saved her life had hurt her badly.
She loved him so much but it was obvious that she was just a pain in his ass.
He was the only person that she had, and if he didn't want her, then she was all alone.
Amara was so caught up in her grief she didn't hear the soldiers creeping up on her.
She wasn't even aware of their presence until she was hit by a tranquilizer dart.
Remy and Rogue came into the mansion, arms filled with bags and laughing.
Jean sat on the patio and watched the pair approach, she smiled when she saw how happy the pair looked, and she thought that there was a definite spark between the two.
The pair carried on up the stairs; there attention was so focused on each other that they walked into the mansion without stopping to talk to the others.
"Remy, thank y' so much for everything" Rogue said softly, she'd had such a wonderful day with him; they'd had so much fun.
"Hey none o' that, Remy like's buyin' y' things." Remy said with his usual charming smile.
"I didn't mean jus' the stuff. I meant for bein' nice t' me." Rogue said softly, a slight blush tingeing her cheeks.
"Y' know what?" Remy asked.
"What?" Rogue asked sweetly.
"I wish I could kiss you." Remy said staring deeply into her eyes.
"I wish that too." Rogue whispered.
"Remy willing." Remy said huskily and leaned in closely, there lips were about to touch when the security alarms screeched.
The alarms had been tripped by the Brotherhood.
"Erik what is it, what can I do for you?" Charles asked as he, followed by his team, went into the front grounds.
"Where's Amara?" John yelled aggressively, making his way forward aggressively, he had to be restrained by Sabretooth.
"I can assure you that she is not here." Charles said earnestly.
John sagged deflated.
"Then where is she?" He said brokenly.
Jean looked at the young man, horrified. She remembered the battle that they had helped to fight, the love that the two had obviously shared.
"We'll find her." Jean said looking to the professor for moral support.
"Yes, we shall do all we can." Charles said seriously and the entire group entered the mansion.
"Wow, that boy sure seemed sad." Rogue said softly as she and Remy entered last.
"Yeah, Amara, she's his girl." Remy said, John was a cocky SOB but he genuinely loved the equally cocky Amara.
The next day dawned bright and clear but Remy found his energy lacking, which was almost unheard of due to his mutant powers. He just felt drained, and he wasn't the only one.
"Scott. I don't mean to be harsh, but you don't look so good." Jean said softly, sitting next to Scott at the dining room table.
"Yeah, I don't feel so good red, I feel drained, and I so don't need to get sick at the moment." Scott said with a tired sigh.
"Well honey, if you stay in bed, I'll bring you up some breakfast." Jean said with a gentle smile.
Scott sniffed and sighed feeling pathetic, then dragged himself up to his room.
Jean enjoyed taking care of people and she loved looking after her Scott.
Jean bustled around the kitchen but stopped short. Remy, Hank and Bobby all sat down looking ill.
"Do you all feel unwell too?" Jean asked shocked.
"Urgh!" Bobby said eloquently.
"How about you Ororo?" Jean asked.
"I feel fine, as does Carol, but the men, with the exception of Charles, Logan & the Brotherhood – Although Rogue won't leave her room either." Storm said.
Both women were worried – how come so many of them had fallen ill at the same time?
Jean knew that she had to speak to the Professor.
John sat in his room at the mansion scowling at the wall and flicking his lighter open and closed.
He hated sitting and doing nothing while his Amara could be in trouble.
Amara awoke feeling freezing cold & confused, she tried to flame up but nothing happened. It was then that she felt the cold thick cuff on her neck.
"Oh hell no." Amara stated. She was in an experimentation lab.
"Oh look, sleeping beauties awake!" A mocking cockney accented voice called out.
"Wow, sharp wit there Limey!" Amara taunted and got to her feet stretching carelessly, as though she had just awoken from a nap at home.
"You're a smart arsed bint ain't ya?" The guard sneered.
"Why are you still here? You're boring me." Amara dismissed the guard, after living with Sabretooth, nothing could intimidate her. Amara was purposely antagonizing the guard, John had taught her a lot, and even though she was mad at him she knew that he had given her good advice, and she would be taking it.
"You little bitch!" The guard snarled angrily and stalked into her cell.
Amara grinned, she may not have her mutant powers, but she knew how to fight, her Johnny had taught her.
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