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Bellwether
By : Nemain
Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > General
Views: 4549 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story. -
Chapter List
- 1-Bellwether
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-35
- 35-36
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-44
- 44-45
- 45-46
- 46-47
- 47-48
- 48-49
- 49-50
- 50-51
- 51-52
- 52-53
- 53-54
- 54-Epilogue
- 55-Epilogue
- Bellwether Chapter Fourteen
Disclaimers ApplyA/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… Hmm. First real day of vacation, first day of a week of storms! InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: *hug * So ner. Morgan: ARGH! I missed you! Again! Readers/Reviewers: Thank you for reading and reviewing as you can! It makes me all sparkley inside. ;)
Kitty rocked back and forth, toe to heel and back again, each time leaning so far back and forward that she gave the appearance of being on the verge of falling over and onto either Jean’s lap or Remy’s coat. Nibbling her lower lip gently, she narrowed her eyes and stared almost angrily at the empty hangar before her. “I think,” she finally said, “that I’m going to kick Kurt’s tail when he gets back.”
“So are you two back on, then?” Jubilee asked dully from her spot on the floor, sprawled along the edge of Remy’s coat, a makeshift blanket over the concrete. “Cause lemme tell ya, I was getting so sick of the shoe gazing emo crap…”
Jean gave an unexpected bark of laughter. “Pot, kettle, black!” She shifted in her seat, the old plastic and metal chair creaking in protest even under her slight weight. “You think it’s irksome for you? Try being telepathic.” She tapped a long, slim finger against her temple, frowning. “And Kitty, when you kick Kurt’s ass, let me know and I’ll bring Scott along for the event. He needs an ass kicking for this, too. He just told me that he was going on a routine recon with Logan.”
“Cher,” Remy opined, folding his arms across his chest in a vain attempt to keep from touching Jubilee’s longer-than-normal hair, “dis sorta stuff IS routine pour Logan.” He winked at Kitty, a flash of a smile darting across his lips. “Dey ain’t gettin’ into trouble.” He was supposed to be with them, he thought with a tinge of bitterness. Logan had approached him earlier, started to say it, to ask him, then changed tacks halfway through the conversation. He had finished with uncharacteristic lameness, what had started off as a request morphing into a vague commentary on security measures around the perimeter of the land.
Kitty rolled her eyes theatrically. “Somehow, I doubt that. Greatly.” In a sudden burst of movement, she headed across the hangar, leaving her three friends just inside the doorway off of the locker room. She paused when she reached the spot where the smaller of the Professor’s two planes had been…she paused, trying to think of the proper verb. “Parked,” she murmured. “It was parked.”
“Kitty,” Remy called, catching her low whisper in the wide open space, “a plane is…”
“Hush,” Jean ordered gently. “Let her think.” She smiled indulgently at Remy, her glance flickering over to Kitty. She felt good—better than she had in weeks. Months, she amended. Better than she had in months. Scott being gone notwithstanding, she was in an excellent mood and had been since leaving Jono’s basement hidey hole. She felt as if energy was buzzing through her, thick and sweet as honey, bubbling in her veins and giving her a new lease on life.
Remy shrugged and returned his attention to not paying attention to Jubilee, sitting on the edge of his coat and nibbling her thumbnail as she stared at Kitty. “Maybe,” the slight girl said slowly, “we could just, you know, buy a plane ticket. No sneaky or nothing. It’s summer break, I’ve never been to Europe...” She shrugged in a gesture mimicking Remy’s earlier one. “Might be nice.”
Kitty stiffened and turned slowly, a look of excitement spreading with alacrity over her features. “You,” she cried, pointing to Jubilee, “are a genius!” She practically bounced instead of walked back towards them, squeaking when she reached down, grabbed Jubilee’s hand and jerked her friend to her feet, planting a big, wet kiss on her cheek, complete with smacking noise. “When the system finally catches up to the lag time built into the tracking devices, we’ll know where they’re going and we can just buy tickets! We’re all legal, no one can, like, gripe at us for going on a trip!” She bounced in earnest this time, unwillingly drawing Remy’s silent admiration and a small grin from the Cajun. “I’m so going to go pack!”
Jean held her silence until Kitty bubbled out of the room, and then she sighed. “She has no concept of reality sometimes. We get there, then what? Ask the taxi to take us to Evil Lair Number Ten?” She shook her head and rose to pop her ankles, adding, “I’ll go after her and see if I can calm her down.”
Jubilee, hyperaware of Remy’s looming presence, hastened to follow Jean. “I’ll go with you—you know how she gets!”
Remy vented his own harsh sigh, left alone in the hangar, the faint ping of cooling metal as the night outside grew longer the only other sound aside from his breathing. With measured steps, he walked towards the middle of the hangar, his coat once again on his back, his hand slipping into one of the many interior pockets. He was not needed here, he thought without the bitterness he expected to feel. He still had a job to do for the Guild. He had a job to do that was long past time to be finished. He stopped where he knew the voice pickups would have difficulty catching his words and fished his cell phone out of his pocket, dialing without looking. Two rings and the man picked up, not giving Remy a chance to second guess his path. “Oui, I been givin’ it thought an’ I’ll meet where you ask.” He paused, listening to the clipped diction of the man’s directions, then nodded to himself, closing the phone. An hour until he had to be downtown—or what passed for a downtown in Bayville. Plenty of time to do what needed to be done, to gather his necessities and go before having to explain things to people who would not understand. - You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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