Wolvie
Femmes * Between Brother and Sister
Rayne was roused from a deep sleep
because something annoying tickled her nose.
She rubbed her nose groggily still half asleep. When the tickle persisted, she swat her hand
in front of her face and grumbled.
“Yo’ awake petite?” she heard Remy’s
voice say from close by.
At first, she thought it was a dream
until the stench of cigarettes made her throat feel scratchy. She forced her eyes open and stared at him
confused at first, and then she noticed a small feather being rolled between
her brother’s fingers. “Yo’
rascal! Ah’m goin’ get yo’ for
that.” She quickly sat up and swung her
arm at him.
Gambit laughed and leaned back away from
the blow. Rayne missed him and with the
momentum of the swipe, she fell out of bed and plopped on the floor.
Remy couldn’t help but laugh at the site
of his sister sprawled out on the floor which incited further swings from
Rayne. Finally exhausted, Rayne hopped
back on the bed and regarded her brother, “Dere a problem Rem?”
“Non, jus’ checkin’ on my jolie souer,”
He smiled at her as she sat on the bed.
She took a snif of the air and sighed,
“Merde, dat’s a nasty habit Remy, an it stinks!”
Remy glared at her, “You’ve always had
somet’in’ ta say about ma smokin’, an Ah’ve always told you de same
answer. It’s none a your business!”
Rayne puffed out her chest and waggled
her finger at him, “It is too ma business!
Your too stupid ta know dat stuff will hurt yo’, not ta mention affect
those aroun’ you.”
Remy grumbled, “Why don yo’ jus’ leave
it be, hanh?”
“You try ta leave it be when yo’ got a
nose like mine! Ah smell everythin’
Rem, like it or no. Drives me crazy
too, especially when Ah know dat de person can do somethin’ about dat
smell!” She felt a sudden chill and
looked down to see she was wearing a simple but elegant gown with lace around
the edges. She gasped and scrunched her
face, “What’s dis here? Why’d ya put me
in dis?”
He laughed and held his hand up in
denial, “Ah didn’t do it,” as he defiantly took a drag of a newly lit
cigarette. “Alex and Ally did.” He walked to the bureau and removed a sweat
top and pants from the top drawer, “Dat’s Alex’s gown an she said it was comfortable
enough, but Ally left dese here.” He
shrugged and tossed the clothes to her, “incase you didn’ like it.”
Rayne turned the sweats over in her
hands. These were different from the
ones she had gotten with the Xavier Institute logo on the front. She ran her fingers across a logo that she
didn’t recognize and couldn’t recall ever seeing anything like it. It looked liked something Alley or her
sisters would wear. They always seemed
to wear the ‘height of fashion’ apparel.
She caught sight of her hand and realized that her furred rat claws were
gone.
Remy laughed, “Oui, it’s expensive
clothes petite. Ah don’t think de Adams
own cheap anything.”
Rayne jumped from the bed, ran into the
bathroom and looked in the mirror. She
yelped and ran back into the room. She
shook her head trying to remember, “Did Ah have a bad dream?” Rayne looked at her body and frowned. “Ah had turned into a rat, Remy and Ah was
tryin’ ta talk ta yo’ only Ah couldn’t.
Ah was at some lab place again and you were there.” Her face fell and she trembled. “Wait…dat wasn’t a dream was it?”
“No, chere it wasn’t.” He cuddled her into his arms, “it’s over now
so don’t you worry none.” He felt her
shudder and held her tightly.
“Shhhhhhhhh now, little one, Remy’s here an he won’t let anyone hurt
yo’”
She continued to tremble as she recalled
the events of the day. She was at some
labs that were very much like the one she was found in. The same people must have run it because
that woman was there. Anger welled up
inside her and she growled.
“Whoa girl, what’s with da growlin’?”
“Dat woman was dere Remy! Da one dat tortured me.” The growl escalated into a snarl.
“You saw her at Magneto’s place?”
Rayne broke away from him and paced the
floor. Her amber eyes flashed with fury
as she regarded her brother. She
pointed her finger at him, “ You! You
tried ta help her.”
“Dat woman under de table?” He remembered how his sister in rat form had
jumped in front of him when he tried to help the woman. He had assumed that Rayne was trying to
protect him.
“Dat evil T’ing!” Rayne paced harder, “Ah wanted ta tear her
apart for what she did ta me. All dose
times when she…” The memories were too
much to bear. Before Remy could say
anything, she picked up the lamp and smashed it down on the nightstand. “And she got away! Ah tried ta tell yo’ who she was. Ah tried ta make yo’ let me go
so Ah could get to her.” Rayne slumped
to the floor, “Ah couldn’t get her back Remy and now it’s too late. She won.”
Remy had never seen her lose control like
that and it scared him. He didn’t know
what to do so he just stood there looking at her.
Some of her anger spent, she looked at
the broken lamp on the floor. “Ah reckon
Ah’ll have ta pay for dat.” She turned
and looked at her brother and was saddened by the look on his face.
He walked over, picked her up and held
her again, “If Ah woulda known it was her, Ah would have killed her myself,
girl.” Then to try and lighten the mood
a bit he said, “Next time speak English or Cajun instead of rattese so Ah know
what your sayin’.”
Rayne looked at her hand, “Ah really did
turn into a rat den. How did Ah turn
back?”
“You hit your head and was knocked out. Guess it made yo’ change back.”
“So, if Ah change again, Ah’ll have ta be
knocked out ta change back? Ah don’ think Ah like dat.” She hugged him and let him go. “Did Ah just squeak den when Ah tried ta
talk?” Thinking of how she tried to
talk to Remy and the others when she was a rat.
“Oui, pretty much.” A sly grin crept on his face, “Yo’ make a
pretty cute rat dere girl.” He
whistled, “And dat tail, chere. Oo La La!”
She threw herself against him knocking
him onto the floor. “Beware da
RAT!” She squeeked in his face then
started to laugh. A sudden sharp pain
in her head made her sit back and rub her temples. “Oh ye yaille.”
“Told yo’ you hit your head.” He looked at her with concern. “Maybe we should take yo’ down ta see a
doc.”
“Ah’m all right, yo’ rascal. It didn’t hurt none ‘til you started makin’
fun of me.” She snickered lightly and
softly padded back to the bed. “Ah’m
normal again?” She looked at Remy and
her brow furrowed, “if yo’ can call mah life normal.” She sighed, tossed herself onto the bed and pulled the covers
over her head.
“Since when did yo’ ever wan’ ta be
normal girl?”
Rayne peeped out from under the blanket,
opened her mouth then snapped it shut.
He chuckled and nodded. “Get out a bed so we can cook some real food
for dese yanks.”
Her eyes grew wide, “Cook! Really?”
He smiled and crossed the room to the
door, “Oui, mai dey ain’t thinkin’ of eatin’ just yet, but later dey’ll be
hungry.”
Rayne rubbed her nose as she slide out
from under the covers, “Ack, ah can smell Hayley on yo’.”
He turned and looked at her, “Yo’ don’
say?”
She nodded and looked a little upset,
“Ah can always tell, an all dat fancy bubble bath can’t hide it none.” Her hands flew up in defense of her butting
in yet again into the private affairs of her brother. “Now, Ah know it ain’t none of ma business, but Ah can’t stop ma
nose from smellin’ things. Why you want
ta get mixed up wit dat femme Ah can’t reckon.
She’s no good for yo’ Rem. Gon’ break your fool heart sure ‘nough.”
“Petite,” he sighed, “Ah’m not gon’
pretend Ah don’t love Hayley.” He
walked back to the bed and sat next to her.
“Ah love her, and she loves me, an dat’s a hard thing ta find,
non?” He watched her look down at the
bed and he tilted her face so he could meet her eye to eye. “Ah’m happy with her petite and Ah hope dat
someday yo’ll find someone too.”
“Not likely. But why her Rem? Why not…
Alex?” She said with a smile, “She’s a
nice person and very pretty an Ah like her!”
He laughed, “Alex is beautiful,
no doubt,” Rayne nodded a bit hopeful, “but she’s with Beast.” He sighed and decided to lay the cards on
the table. “Ain’t gon’ lie ta yo’
petite, Ah told you Ah love her, and Ah want ta be with her,” he trailed a bit
and Rayne’s eyes brimmed with tears.
She knew that he was falling in love; she had seen it with Belle. However, she also sensed that Hayley would
break his heart in the long run and that made her angry. Angry because she didn’t want her brother to
be hurt, and angry because she knew it was his lesson to learn. Furthermore, she was fearful that such a
union would drive a wedge between her and Remy.
“She don’ like me yo’ know. We have our differences, or similarities if
you will, an dey’re too great for us ta get along, really,” She hung her head
and sighed deeply, “Yo’ll have ta leave
me Rem, if you get together with her. Ah
mean, ah guess it is a good thing for you ta be settled with someone yo’
love. An Ah really want yo’ ta be
happy. It’s just, well…Ah’d miss
you. But, Ah suppose it’s for de best
anyway ‘cause of the guilds an all.”
It broke his heart to see her
upset. “Rayne girl, Ah’m sorry you an
Hayley don’t like each other, it would be really nice if yo’ did. Though, Ah won’t try an force either of you
ta like each other.”
“Ah know you’re serious about dis Remy,
but so am Ah. Your stubbornness gets
yo’ into all kinds a trouble despite any of ma warnings,” She shook her head
and sighed, “Ah suppose you’ll always do dat, non? Gotta be your own man.
Even if dat man’s a coon ass fool.”
He nodded solemnly feeling like he was
going to tell her he had three months to live, “Petite, yo’ know how Ah always
wanted a fam’ly and a home, an Ah can see dat dream comin’ true with Hayley.”
“Fam’ly?” Rayne’s eye flashed an Amber light, “Children? Yo’ plannin’ on adoptin’ dat chile Rem?”
“Pooyah-ee! Le Bon Dieu mait la main.” he said noticing her glowing eyes,
“yo’r still a mutant, Chere!”
She was taken back a minute,
“What? Of course ah’m still a
mutant!” she smiled, “Dat’s how ah smelled her on yo’ after all. Ah look normal again too an Ah’m happy ‘bout
dat ta be sure, but,” Then she shook her finger at him, “don’t change da
subject!”
“Oui, memselle,” he rolled his eyes,
“Listen girl, Ah know Ah haven’t always heeded your advice, but it never meant
dat Ah didn’t know de advice wasn’t any good.
Ah jus’ have to do what Ah do sometimes, regardless of it being good for
me or non.” Remy shifted and stood
up, “Rayne, Ah’d like ta have your
blessin’ on dis because yo’ mean more ta me den anybody in da world.” He turned and met her eye. “If yo’ won’t give it, den Ah will leave
Hayley an go back ta N’Orleans with yo’.
Your happiness means a lot ta me too yo’ know.”
Rayne nearly fell off the bed, “Why yo’
doin’ dis, Rem?” she said with a frown because she knew that by taking Hayley
away from him he would always pine for the dream he had in his heart.
He sighed, “Ah love her, an Ah love yo’
too. Only, Ah feel like Ah’m pinched in
de middle an dat’s not how love is supposed ta be now is it?”
Rayne growled then exhaled sharply, “Ok
Remy, Yo’ have ma understandin’. Ah
can’t say blessin’ just yet.” She
stared at him meaningfully, “she’s gon’ break your heart someday, dat’s just de
kind a femme she is. It’s her nature
Remy, an nothin’ will change dat.” She
sighed and looked thoughtfully at her brother who was staring at the
floor; “Don’ worry none Rem, when she
leaves yo’ ah’ll still be here. Ah
promise.” She watched his face fall,
“Ah’ll not say anything more about it or interfere.” She grabbed him into a strong hug, “Ah love yo’ too, always have,
always will, an Ah wan’ yo’ ta be happy.”
He hugged her back, “Me too petite,” he
leaned her back to look into her eyes, “Yo’ know, if Ah married her an got a
house, den ah would want yo’ ta live dere as well.” Rayne looked dubious.
“You’r ma fam’ly, mignon, an mean more ta me den all de gold an diamonds
in de world.” He smiled, looked at her
intently and said, “’Sides, Ah will never let yo’ leave me again.”
Rayne started to cry at his words
realizing for the first time that he might have seen things that way. She never considered that he saw her
banishment as her leaving him. Her head
swam with the memory of that day and for a moment, she was afraid that she
would faint. “Ah never wanted ta leave
yo’ Rem. Ah had no choice.”
“Ah know, neither did Ah,” He hugged her
and kissed the top of her head.
Rayne knew by Remy’s determined stance
that Hayley could be a relative soon, but she still hoped with all her might
that Hayley would dump him before any marriage. Certainly before any children were brought into the world! “Ah’ll try ta get along wit her.” She felt
him relax but then realized something else was bothering him, “Remy? Somethin’ else buggin’ yo’?”
He shook his head, “Not sure where ta
start, petite. Or even if Ah should. Ah
was worried that yo’ had lost your mutation like Hayley and Alex did,” he
smiled and touched her face.
“Lost?” Rayne’s eyes shot open wide, “Dey lost dere powers?”
He nodded, “Hayley’s not too happy
about it either.”
Rayne felt badly for the sorrow her
brother felt for Hayley, but she smiled inside thinking how the loss might
bring miss high and mighty down a few notches.
Rayne admonished herself then and thought about how much she actually
did rely on her mutant powers and shuddered to think of them gone. Moreover, she had to admit deep inside she
couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for someone that was born with mutant powers
to suddenly be without them. “Dat’s what’s
buggin’ yo’?”
“It’s not that, exactly,” he looked at
Rayne hesitant about talking to her about his love life with Hayley. “Maybe ah ought ta talk to someone else
about dis.”
Rayne sighed, “Why? Ah know yo’ Remy, better den anyone here,
even Hayley!”
He looked at her dubiously and stepped
away from her reach in case she didn’t like what he was going to say, “You sure
yo’ can keep an open mind, petite? It’s
about Hayley.”
She nodded, truly wanting to help her
brother.
Remy lit another cigarette, “Ah want a
child petite. Ma own child.”
Rayne snarled, “No Remy, not with dat woman!” She hopped up and paced the room in
anger. She wanted to knock some sense
into her brother but she also knew that he was serious and it might hurt him if
she said or did the wrong thing. Not to
mention that he wouldn’t confide in her again if she hurt him now. “She’s already pregnant, an with
Sabretooth’s child. What kinda monster
could dat chile be, hahn? You don’t know.
It could land up bein’ a murderer like it’s papa. An what kinda craziness will it get from
Hayley, eh? Her papa was a mad
man. Look what he did ta his own
children.”
He pointed his lit cigarette at her,
“See! Ah’d be better off talkin’ ta
Alex or Justice.” He started for the
door.
“No wait!” Rayne cried and ran to stop him by throwing herself at his
feet. “Ah’m sorry. Don’t leave!” She stammered, “Ah’ll say whatever yo’ want me to, just don’t leave
me!”
Gambit eyed her suspiciously, “Dis not
like you, Rayne.” He wondered why she
was stooping low enough to beg like this.
Even though she was raised on the streets, she never lost her pride and
would never beg. Then he remembered
that she was at the Adams labs. It made
him sick to think of how they must have broken her spirit. That was the only thing that would explain
her behavior since she came to the mansion.
Rayne narrowed her eyes at his change of
expression and panic griped her heart.
She felt like she was losing him now.
That couldn’t happen. She
wouldn’t let it happen, even if she had to just tell him what he wanted to
hear, “She agree ta your wishes Rem?”
He shook his head, “she wasn’t
sure.” He narrowed his eyes at her and
helped her to her feet; “stop lookin’ at me like dat.”
Rayne turned quickly, walked back
towards the bed and fumbled with the sweat pants, “Ah’d love any child of yours
Remy, you know dat.” ‘but Ah’m not
sure Ah could love any child of hers.’
He nodded, “We’ll see what happens when
she has dis baby.”
“Yo’ gon’ need ta talk ta Poppa,” Rayne
said pointedly. “He’s gon’ want you ta
get married in N’Orleans.”
“Ah ain’t sure about dat, chere,” he
sighed, “Hayley an Belle might cross paths.”
Rayne shrugged her shoulders thinking
that might not be such a bad thing, “So?
Belle’d find out sooner or later.”
Gambit knew full well what Rayne was
thinking and it made him angry. “Ah can’t believe you’d wish harm ta Hayley
like dat.”
Rayne looked shocked, “Ah never said
Ah wished her any harm.”
“Ah know dat you know dat Belle is de
head of da Assassins guild. And you
were thinkin’ dat if she met Hayley dat maybe she would end up dead.”
Rayne just stared at her brother not
believing what he was saying. Gambit
smashed his cigarette in the ashtray and glared at her. “So, you don’t deny it?”
“Dat’s just plain stupid Remy.” She plopped down on the edge of the bed and
stared at the floor.
“Is it?” He walked over and stood right in front of her. “Why do you hate her so much, hahn? She never did anythin’ ta you. You have a lot of nerve pointing fingers at
her, chere.”
“Tais toi!”
“Don’t yo’ tell me ta shut up.” He put his hand under her chin and stifled a
cry when she bit it. He walked to the
other side of the room and looked out the window. How had his life become so complicated? The room was quiet and he turned to see Rayne still sitting on
the bed, only this time her legs were drawn up with her arms wrapped around
them. She slowly rocked back and
forth. It reminded him of the day he
saw her in the woods many years ago.
The day she was taken from his life.
“Ah can’t handle all this crazy femme
stuff Rayne girl.” He looked back out
the window hoping that all his troubles would just vanish.
After a few minutes of silence Rayne
stirred, “Ah reckon your right. Maybe
it’s just jealousy. Maybe Ah am wrong
in thinkin’ badly of her.”
Remy started walking her way and
stopped when he noticed the haunted look on her face. He didn’t understand her animosity against Hayley. Where had that anger come from? She hated her before she got to know
her. The only thing she knew about her
was that she was pregnant from someone other then him. Then a thought dawned on him. He recalled the event in the bathroom in the
infirmary. “You really had a bebe
chere?”
She winced and said nothing.
He knew then that he had hit a big
nerve. Now, should he enquire further,
or should he just drop it? He sat in
the chair and tried to catch her eye.
“You angry with Hayley because of dat?”
Tears rolled down Rayne’s cheeks, “Go
on an think what yo’ want, but Ah didn’t want ta have anythin’ ta do with
it.” She met his eyes and set her jaw
against the trembling she felt inside.
“Yo’ think Ah’m a bad person for that? You think maybe Ah should have
kept my child like Hayley is doin’?”
“No chere, Ah don’t.” He dropped his head, “It’s not de same
anyway. You were a bebe yourself with
no one ta look after you. No Rayne, Ah
don’t think that makes you a bad person.”
Rayne turned, stretched out on the bed
on her back and looked at the ceiling. “But Ah was wrong, wasn’t Ah? What kinda mama would toss her child away?”
“You said yo’ found a loving home for
the bebe. Made sure it was gon’ be
loved and cared for.”
“Ah guess dat makes Hayley better then
myself.” She continued to stare at the
ceiling.
“Don’t say fool things like that.”
“Ah wonder what he looks like
now?” She brushed her nose and kept
staring at the ceiling.
“If you want, we can go an find him.”
She turned her head and looked at him,
“No, Ah don’ think so. No sense in it.”
Gambit couldn’t help but feel
sad. His sister had a son and neither
she nor he would see him or know him.
At that unpleasant thought, Remy moved to the door, “Let’s go cook,
hanh?”
Rayne swung her legs off the bed and
stood up, “After Ah change.” She
stopped, “Hold on, why are we cookin’ now?”
His previous words weren’t lost on her keen intuition, “Yo’ said dey
weren’t thinkin’ about food right now.
Why’re we cookin’ if no one’s hungry?”
“Anyt’ing ever get past you girl?”
“Dats not an answer, Remy.”
He sighed knowing Rayne and Justice
got along well and figured she’d want to know about him at least, “Justice was
hurt pretty bad, petite.”
Rayne swallowed hard, “how bad?” It would have to be bad if Remy woke her
up. He knew she didn’t like to be woken
from a sound sleep.
“He’s in surgery,” he took the last
drag of his cigarette and tamped it out on his hand, “His sisters are waiting in the infirmary.”
She ran into the bathroom, “Can we go
dere first ta see how he’s doin’?” She
called from the bathroom.
“Let’s cook dem some food first,
chere,” he said standing next to the closed bathroom door. “Ally’ll call me when dey know somet’in’.”
Rayne opened the door and stepped
out. She was changed and ready to go
but she stood silently staring at her brother.
“Why don’t dey want you dere?
Why’d dey send you away?”
He sighed at his sister’s uncanny
intuition, “Never mind about dat.”
Rayne was sure that they sent him
away and it made her angry. She no
longer wanted to go to the infirmary.
Anyone that treated her brother badly was not worth her time and
attention, unless it was to set them straight about a few things. ‘Ah, ought ta give dem uppity people a
piece a my mind!’
Remy saw the smoldering glow of his sister’s amber
eyes and knew that could only mean trouble.
He rolled his eyes to the ceiling and prayed that she would drop
whatever it was she was thinking of. “I
reckon we should go to de store for some ingredients first. Ah think yo’ need ta get out for a
bit.” To his ultimate relief she nodded
and followed him, quietly.