Wolvie Femmes *
Strangers
in the Night
Ty stood there with a school
boy smile as he banged on the door for Aubrey. He took a deep breath and stood
straighter. He whistled a tune and thought her heard another person whistling
in the background but dismissed the notion quickly.
He knew how Aubrey felt about him,
and only hoped she still did. His heart jumped as he heard the door open.
He looked for Aubrey but only saw the empty neat room. He went on his guard worried something had happened and took a sideways stance ready for anything.
“Hello,” he called firmly.
“Down here!” a voice called
Ty didn’t see her though.
“Over here,” the voice called.
Ty noticed a little man standing by
the door knob’s height on a chair with a shoe in his hand. He had pointed ears
and a curious glance.
“And what would it be that ye would
be wanting now?” Dom exclaimed while he held the shoe tightly.
“I think I have the wrong door,” Ty
said quietly.
Dom squinted his eyes at Kamikaze,
“Bonsai?”
“No, I am Ty, his twin,” Kamikaze
shook his small hand politely.
Dom set his jaw tired and wanting
sleep, and not wanting anymore confusion. “Sure, you would be.” Dom said
snidely, “I will be going to bed now if you are through.”
“Uh, yeah.” Ty shrugged, and then Dom
hopped off the chair and started to push the door shut, which was a heavy task
for him.
Ty smiled and grabbed the door knob
pulling it shut quickly, and too quickly because Dom had a hold of the door
tightly. Ty only heard a little thump and a thick Irish accent cursing heavily.
‘Maybe I will look for Aubrey
tomorrow,’ Ty thought as he ran from the door.
Alex finished with Hayley as Gambit
leaned on the door-frame watching. She only did the vitals and checked
reflexes, and made sure there was no immediate concern. Hayley seemed stronger
by the minute.
“She good, non?” Gambit asked.
“Thanks to you,” Alex beamed. She
couldn’t imagine her life without one of her siblings and she was grateful to
this mysterious man.
Alex began wrapping her things up.
“What was it your sister was so adamant on leaving?”
“She stubborn lik’ Hayley,” he
smiled and pointed at Hayley who now stood. He noticed she wasn’t shaking this
time either.
“I am not stubborn,” Hayley laughed,
“I am just right.”
Alex rolled her eyes at her. “Sure,
sure you are sis.” Then she noticed the look between the too and knew they
couldn’t wait to be alone. She quickly realized three was a crowd and smiled at
them. Hayley followed her to the hall and Gambit was with them both still
staring at the uncanny resemblance between them.
“See you all in the morning,” Alex
laughed then her expression turned serious. “Hayl, dress as our father would
have liked.”
Hayley nodded a little humble at the
thought of their father’s death. They both watched Alex wander down the hall.
“Yo’ sho’ld be resting.” Gambit said
with a sigh, he forgot it was a big day for them. He didn’t want to put himself
in the Adams shoes, burying their father who was considered a monster. Hayley must have picked up on his mood and shaken
her own solemn attitude. She looked at him with a taunting grin.
“You don’t have to leave,” Hayley
smiled. “You could stay around for a while and talk.” She really wanted to get
to know him better. She felt she had severely misjudged him and wanted to know
whom he was.
He smiled and looked at the ceiling
for help. “Really, chere?” he laughed, “I t’ought yo’ were sleepy.”
Gambit smiled and bowed to her
sweeping his arm in exaggerated gestures, as if she were a queen.
“I wouldn’t mind talking to somebody who
wouldn’t judge me,” Hayley sighed at his clowning. Was that what it was, he
reminded her of Justice?
Gambit stepped closer, he knew he
could relate because with his appearance he was often judged, “Really, lik’ yo’
judged me?” He laughed. “Or,” he stepped closer to her. “Yo’ jus’ wan’ to reward me.”
Hayley grabbed his shirt and pulled
him to her, and she nearly laughed because he towered over her 5’3” frame.
Hayley’s eyes narrowed at him.
“Remy,” Hayley breathed in his ear.
“Oui?”
“Shut up.” She said in a small voice
and wrapped her hand around his neck. He gave in easily to her gentle pull, and
let their mouths meet with a crackle of electricity. Hayley pushed the feeling
away, feeling heady, and not wanting to let go of him. She wrapped her other
arm around his neck and felt him hold her waist tightly. She was concentrating
hard not to let her natural mutation take over, pheromones were not how she
wanted him to want her. She didn’t want some glamour to help her with her
attraction.
Hayley pushed herself closer to his
body, trying to push anything out of the way from their bodies blending as
one. His hair was as soft as it looked
and she let her hands and nails run through it, grasping his head tightly
hoping to deepen the kiss. Suddenly she felt his hands on her shoulders easing
her away. Startled she looked into his eyes, and she wondered if she had
offended him. What she saw was intensity only matched by one other in her past
and it almost scared her a little, almost.
Gambit looked at Hayley’s flushed
features, was it possible that she looked even lovely after he kissed her. He
looked at her harder, and usually after he caught them enough to kiss them, he
lost interest.
Looking at Hayley now with her hair wild and
her body this close he found he wanted to be even closer to her. Just the same,
he knew with women that you shouldn’t rush them and he didn’t want to rush
Hayley. He couldn’t deny he had strong
feeling for her this soon, and it was almost scary. He didn’t want her to be a one-night thing, and he knew they were
headed that way. She was too vulnerable right now to make a clear decision, so
he had to for them. Would they be a couple? That would be up to the two of
them, but he would give them that chance by being strong now.
Her soft hands in his hair, and
pulled him closer and made things harder for him. He gently pulled his mouth
from hers kissing her as he pulled her away. She looked at him with and he
could tell she was as on fire as he was.
He was breathless but found the
words, “Mon Duei” he laughed. “Chere, dis no good. Yo’ need time t’ t’ink,
non?”
Hayley laughed a little, “Maybe I
don’t need time.” She taunted him back.
Gambit smiled at her and kissed her cheek sweetly, “Dis Cajun will
be dreaming ‘bout yo’.”
Hayley wasn’t sure how to react
because she didn’t have many men turn her down. “Where will you sleep?”
“Ah got t’ check on Rayne.” He
smiled knowing they weren’t each other’s favorite people. “Sorry, chere.”
“No, it’s okay,” Hayley said
sweetly, “I think it’s great you look out for each other.” She furrowed her
brow, “Won’t you be uncomfortable sleeping there?”
Remy laughed, “Now how yo’ know I
was gonna sleep dere?”
Hayley smiled, “You’re a lot like
Justice that way.”
He reached past Hayley and opened
her door, resisting the urge to touch her again. Rayne needed him and he needed
to straighten things with her.
“Night Remy,” Hayley coo-ed and
brush her fingertips against his face and they both relished the electricity
that flew among them.
He laughed though, “Yo’ aint make
dis easy.” Then Hayley went into the room with a smile.
Remy watched the door shut, ‘How ‘bout dat? Ah mad’ her smile.’
Then he laughed to himself because he new he did more than that, and they might
have a flame started.
He thought of Rayne and ran down
the hall like a man possessed. It wouldn’t do to have Rayne hate Hayley when he
was just getting used to her. He loved his sister and wanted things to run
smooth.
Jean smiled as Scott entered the
Infirmary. He went to her and hugged her, and didn’t worry about what the others
thought. Alex and beast only smiled but the Rayne watched them as if her only
entertainment.
“I caught your message,” Scott
breathed in Jean’s ear. “Is the baby okay?” Scott asked.
Jean nodded, “I just thought you
could talk some sense into her,” She said numbly.
“You’re angry at me, aren’t you?”
Scott said in disbelief.
“No.” Jean lied and she wasn’t
really sure who she was mad at, Hayley? Scott? The little child Hayley carried
or the whole idea? She felt like a louse.
“I just have a lot of work to do,”
she forced a smile.
Alex noticed the coat on the
ground, “Isn’t this Remy’s?” she asked.
“Yes,” Beast said looking up from
his work at the computer and his charts.
“If he is still with Hayley,” she
sighed, “I can give it to him when I go up.”
“I am on tonight,” Jean smiled.
“So I won’t be going that way, sorry.”
“What?” Scott almost yelled.
“What do HE have to do with it?”
“He pulled Hayley and Jordan out
of the water earlier,” Jean said simply.
“Gambit?” Scott said slightly
impressed, and then it passed, “Still, what does it have to do with Hayley
now?”
Alex sighed she knew now, she
had unknowingly opened a can of worms. “He went with me to escort Hayley to her
room.” Alex crossed her arms challenging Scott’s protective urge.
Jean was clearly becoming
increasingly jealous over the whole situation, as she watched Scott move around
slowly in a sort of pace now.
Scott stopped as if an idea
occurred to him, and he walked swiftly over to Jean and kissed her cheek. “I
will meet you back at the room later.” And left the room swiftly.
Jean looked at Beast and Alex’s curious gaze at each other.
“I don’t claim to understand him, OK?” she joked, but deep down she sighed to
herself with worry.
Logan felt Ally’s hair as she
slept, and he enjoyed the touch of her in his arms again. He could smell Hayley
with the Cajun, and he gave a little smile.
‘Good luck there, Gumbo,’
he thought to himself with a chuckle. He hoped somebody could tame his sister
in law, and settle her down before her child came. He could smell Gambit and Hayley’s prelude to sexually smells,
but was very surprised when he realized Remy’s scent was going away.
Having a sister in law or two
down the hall made things interesting, who needed cable anyway.
He watched Ally sleep and listened
to the baby monitor. Family man? Was that really him? Only time would tell for
sure, but he did know he never felt as much peace as when he held Ally or his
child, his flesh and blood, his roots.
Logan curled his body to her
pressing his stomach to her back, and wrapping his arm around her side. She began to move slowly and he realized he
must have woke her.
“Mmmmm?” she mumbled.
“Hey,” he smiled as he rubbed his
face against hers.
He couldn’t have been more
surprised when she grabbed his head and kissed him hard. He pressed his body to
hers and he knew where this was leading, he laughed and was more than happy to
oblige.
Deanna walked out of the office a
little angry at the memory, ‘Who do they think I am, a flunky?’
It didn’t help her mood to see
Amber standing and waiting for her with a very smug look.
“Do you need something?” Deanna
asked crossly.
A wicked smile spread across Amber
lovely features. “Nope. Just watching you getting in deeper and deeper.”
“Deeper?” Deanna decided to fall
all the way for Amber’s game, “Deeper in what?”
“Shit.”
Deanna scowled and started to walk
away but Amber chuckled at her departure.
“You do realize that once you have
served your purpose, he will dispose of you,” Deanna gestured to the large
metal doors. “Unlike Adams, Magneto won’t keep us around in cages with a
purpose.”
“I thought his name was Eric?”
Amber titled her head.
“It is,” Deanna looked at Amber
like she was a complete idiot. “He is also Magneto.”
“So, we were finally sold?” Amber
guessed.
“More like repossessed.” Deanna
sighed. She knew Eric was still owed money by Adams. They had told her that
some subjects Eric had paid for had been less than willing, and they had
managed to escape Adams labs. Deanna remembered the mutants, and they had been
powerful all right.
“What do you mean about served my
purpose?” Amber laughed, “I have been in and out of the labs forever.”
“That’s because your chip took well
but I wonder if you be as docile if Adams hadn’t helped you,” Deanna laughed.
“What is it they don’t want me
knowing,” Amber said in a plain voice but her eyes were pleading.
“Pleading for your past, animal?”
Deanna found her amusing right now. “Well, forget it you were born here and
will die here.”
Amber lowered her eyes, “I don’t
believe you,” and then her anger caught her. Amber took a defensive stance
towards Deanna and threw her hands to her sides clenched in fist. Amber looked
at her right hand as her claws popped out form between her fingertips, and gave
Deanna a wicked smile.
“Now, egghead,” Amber moved closer
to Deanna menacingly. “You are gonna tell me the truth.”
“I am not afraid of you,” Deanna
lied as she back away from the knife welding mutant.
Suddenly the doors flew open and
there stood Magneto with his helmet on and a very annoyed looked. Amber flew
into the air and stay there.
“I can’t trust you to get along,
then why do I need either of you?” Magneto growled at them. Then he pointed at
Deanna, “And you. Get to work.” He sighed, “I want results, now.”
He threw Amber against the wall for
effect. She got to her feet slowly and realized somebody else was there with
them now. A beautiful woman stood there dressed in red with a head-dress much
like the one that magneto wore. Next to her stood a silver haired man wearing a
silver and white body suit. Both stood there with their arms crossed staring at
Amber like a punished child.
“We need new blood,” Eric laughed as
he pointed to the duo. “Meet the Scarlet Witch and Quick Silver.” The two were
unwavering in the posture but remained as calm as statues. “Unlike most of you,
they are powerful mutants.” He taunted Amber, knowing it would put Amber in
line once again. Amber would go nuts to prove herself to him now. “They are
naturally powerful mutants, not made like some.”
“What’s your point?” Amber said.
“That they are hard to take down?” She scoffed as she looked them over. “Want
to see who’s left standing?” Amber cocked an eyebrow at Magneto. She knew what
he was up to.
Eric looked at her still unsheathed
claws, “You would be better to put those away.” He warned.
Out numbered, Amber weighed her
options and drew her claws in and squared her shoulders. She stood once again with the posture and
poise of an athlete but with all the beauty of a model.
“Quit the games,” Amber crossed her
arms. “You won’t shake me very easily, and I know you need me.” Amber almost
laughed. She wasn’t sure why but she was sure there was a reason he needed her.
Magneto sneered at her. She was as
impetuous as she was valuable. If only the Scarlet Witch and Quick Silver had
her healing ability, he would have gotten rid of her. What a great feat it was
to send them in battle, and they healed themselves going back for more. He
sighed as an evil smile took the place of his disapproval, and he remembered he
would have more self-healing mutants soon. Payment was in full and it would be soon.
Alex watched Beast with a small
giggle, and she couldn’t help feeling giggly when her sister’s were being so
promiscuous. Sometimes a psychic bond sucked, and sometimes it helped make you
smile. Whatever the matter, Alex felt like dancing because knew all of her
siblings were happy, and with the strong feeling she got from Ally and Hayley.
She looked at Beast past Jean with a look of longing and wondered to herself if
she should invite Hank to the pool to talk a while, just to be alone. She shook
her head trying to clear the silliness, and laughed. These emotions running
rampant, was why she was an Aunt now.
They all heard Rayne clear her
throat. "Pardon, but migh’ I have ma brother's coat?"
From where they were standing they could see a faint amber glow coming from her
eyes.
Beast wondered if the
calmer emotion that Aramis gave Rayne was wearing off, as Alex walked over to
give Gambit's sister his coat.
"Here you
go," Alex draped the coat over Rayne.
Rayne caressed the coat
and a silent tear fell from her cheek. "Remy," She said as she buried
her face into the folds of the collar.
Alex looked to Jean
and Beast for help. Rayne and Remy obviously cared deeply for each
other. It didn't make sense that Rayne would be so upset. Alex
checked the IV ports to make sure that everything was working properly.
She looked at the slight tremble that was Rayne buried beneath Gambit's
coat.
"Rayne, I know it's none
of my business, but why are you so upset that your brother is here."
When there was no response, Alex put in, "I would think that you
would be happy so see him."
"Yo' don'
understand." Rayne finally said. "Yo' don' know."
"Don't know what?
Do you want to talk about it?" Alex placed a comforting hand on the
girls shoulder.
From inside the coat
Alex heard a strangled sob that broke into wail. "Dieu me pardonnent, j'a
essaye'! Remy me pardonnent! Tanti' me pardonnent! Pappa me
pardonnent! Dieu m'aident! Donc me pardonnent!
Beast came over with a
syringe full of sedative. "The calm before the storm." He
sighed, "Aramis said she didn't think her calm mood would last for
long."
Alex looked at Jean,
stricken. "I didn't mean to upset her like this. I only wanted to
help."
The sedative took effect pretty quickly this time, and
Rayne's sobs were calming down. She sniffed and managed a slight
sigh. "Forgive me fo' actin' stupid, sil vous plait."
"Dear girl,
you have nothing to be sorry for. You just try and get some sleep
now." Beast said in his deep soothing voice.
Rayne settled under
the coat, closed her eyes and let the drugs take her into the darkness of
sleep.