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Remy and Morgan finish their conversation.

I don't own X-men comics, movies or TV shows, only Morgan, Tante Cecil, and Amy.

Remy POV

I carried her to my car which was parked a few blocks away and drove her to her house. She didn't know it but these last few weeks I had been trying to find information about her. I blame that on my thieving instincts. I always found information on the place I was breaking into before I broke into it. I did kind of feel like a stalker though.

I drove to her house, unlocking the front door with the key I found in her pocket. Why she was walking around by herself, I do not know. I had seen her when she walked by Cecil's bar. I hoped she would come in but she turned her heel and left. I slipped out unnoticed and followed her. That's when I found her being stalked by those men. The idea of them trying to hurt her sickened me.

I set her down on the couch and went to the kitchen to get her some water. I set it down on the coffee table and sat down in an overstuffed chair, waiting for her to wake up.

I watched her closely as I thought about my latest discovery. Morgan was a mutant. I would have never guessed. And from what I could tell, it was a strong power. I looked over at her again. She looked so peaceful. I wondered why I felt so protective about her. Maybe it was because she was a friend's daughter. Yea that's it… who am I kidding. I was intrigued by her.

I quickly walked to her side as she started to stir.

Morgan POV

I opened my eyes wearily, wondering where I was. The memories of what had happened earlier that night raced through my head, causing my eyes to shoot open. I tried to sit up but a strong hand held me down.

"Non chere. Don't move too fast. Don't want you passin out on me again."

I looked around me, realizing that I was back home. My eyes settled on Remy, his brow creased. He handed me a glass of water which I took and drank greedily.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You fainted back there, Chere, after you saved my life."

My eyes grew wide as I remembered that I had used my power. "Oh God." I whispered to myself.

"Don't worry petite. I swear to never tell a soul about your powers. Besides, I'm a mutant too."

I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but truth and kindness. No deceit, no lies. That made me once again burst into tears. I felt Remy prop me up and wrap his strong arms around me, trying to comfort me.

"Non, chere, don't cry. I won't let anything hurt you. I promise."

I was angry and embarrassed. Angry at myself because I had been stupid enough to wander around alleys at night and embarrassed that I had fainted. I was finally able to stop my tears and looked up at Remy giving him a weak smile.

"What were ya doin wanderin around at night all alone petite?" he asked.

"I dunno," I replied lamely, feeling like a child. "What were you doin following me?"

Remy shot me a guilty grin. "I saw you when you walked by your Tante's bar. I couldn't help myself. I was worried something would happen to you."

I could tell that he was sincere. I don't know why he would be worried about me, or how he could pick me out in a crowd like that. I would've thought he would've been busy trying to seduce some woman or taking men's money at poker.

"So tell me Remy, what is your mutation?"

At this he grinned and pulled a card out of his pocket. "I can charge things and make 'em blow up." He said.

I watched his eyes go from brown to red and his fingertips started to glow. Just as the card started to shimmer he threw it up and it exploded.

"Wow." I mumbled. That was cool.

"Do you remember what I said about finishing our conversation Chere?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Well let's finish it. I think I remember you saying that you used to be a pickpocket."

At this I ducked my head and flushed. Of course he would bring this back up.

"I swear that anything said right now will never be repeated to anyone else. Sometimes it helps to talk about your past in order ta move on. We've all done things we aren't proud of petite."

How does he come off sounding so… philosophical? A few hours ago he was probably sweet talking some lady and now he sounds like a therapist. I couldn't help the words falling from my mouth.

"Well," I began, "My parents were killed in a car crash almost five years ago. My powers saved me. I was in a few foster homes before I ran away. I started to steal to keep myself alive. I had gotten pretty good at it. I had been so tired when I tried to pickpocket Tante Cecil that I couldn't control my power. She brought me here and the rest is history."

I looked at him but he was looking off into space, thinking deeply.

Finally he said "So you can do other things besides making shields? Show me."

I nodded and held one arm in front of me, focusing on the water glass set on the coffee table. Blue tendrils flowed around my arm before floating to the glass. The wrapped around the glass and with a slight movement of my hand, the glass rose up. It levitated in the air for a few moments before floating to my outstretched hand. I grabbed the glass and the blue energy faded.

"Wow petite. That's pretty amazing."

Before I could answer, I heard the front door being unlocked. Remy quickly made his way to the back door and opened it. Before leaving he took my hand and kissed it. "Stay safe Chere. I will see you sooner than you think."

With that he was swallowed into the night.

I closed the door just as Tante Cecil walked into the living room. I told her I was going to bed and quickly walked to my room. I walked to my window and saw a card wedged between the window and the sill. A Queen of Hearts. Smiling to myself I slipped into bed. It wasn't until later that I wondered how he knew where I lived.

4 chapters in one day! I am good. Sorry if this chapter bored you but it had to happen. But you get to see how Morgan's power works...sort of. Reviews and constructive criticism welcome!