Wolvie
Femmes * Impaired
Beast carried Hayley in and once again
she wouldn't look at the others. She was still a little wet but in a fresh
robe. He carried her back to the bed behind the curtain, and talked to her in
hushed tones.
Alex emerged from the shower a little wet
with a dismal look on her face. She forced a smile and went over to Rayne. She
pulled gloves on and smiled at the young girl, "I’m going to check you you
out now, if you don’t mind."
Rayne winced at the idea as Alex shooed
Remy out and pulled the curtain. Alex eased Rayne into a laying position and
began to carefully check for injuries.
"I think some rest would do you
some good too," She smiled, "Or you can end up like Justice."
Rayne chuckled hearing him snore a
little more loudly, "Dat's ok." She didn't like the idea of being
that 'out of it'. She preferred to be able to wake up quickly in case of
danger. That was how it was on the streets. Rayne watched Alex working
carefully, "Yo’ were in ma head too, non?"
Alex nodded her head and remembered
that Rayne had also been viciously raped. She winced at the thought of Rayne
reliving her ordeal through Hayley’s recent experience. Hayley has her family
here to care for her. When Rayne was raped, she had lost both her home and
family as well. Tears clouded Alex’s vision.
"Ah…" Rayne hesitated then
sighed deeply. She wanted to tell Alex something, but she just couldn’t find
the courage to say it, "Hayley will keep da baby, non?"
"Only time will tell what will
happen Rayne," There was no way that Alex could tell what her sister would
do. "You want some fresh clothing?" Alex touched her back. She needed
to keep busy to keep her mind off what happened. Rayne eyed her now dirty
clothing and nodded shyly, "Seems ma clothes are always gettin’ dirty an
torn. Ah guess ah could do with a new set. If dat’s ok?
"Of course it’s ok."
"T’ank yo’," Rayne said
quickly before Alex could disappear. Alex stopped and nodded returning the
smile.
Cyclops walked over to Hayley's curtain
before anybody noticed. He looked at Hayley and he sighed at her broken and
beaten appearance. Her eyes fell on him, she pushed herself back to lay down
then turned her back to him.
Beast saw him and growled pushing him
out, "If she needs you she will ask for you."
Remy went to Scott angrily but looked over
to where he could see Hayley's body trembling from crying. He looked at Beast
not sure what to do.
Beast wasn't sure if Remy would help or
hinder things right now but he nodded letting the Cajun go in.
Remy breathed a sigh of relief and walked
to Hayley slowly. He bent down holding her gently but she flinched under his
embrace. He stoked her hair hoping she would relax but her body tensed up under
his touch.
"Hayley," He whispered to her
and felt her relax a little but new tears sprung to life.
Hayley began a full sob now. How could
she face him? She wanted nothing more than to feel his arms around her but she
felt like a traitor. She felt soiled. She let him stroke her hair for a minute
but when he kissed her head, she jumped again.
"Remy, I need to be alone,"
She said in a voice he almost couldn't hear but after she jumped when he kissed
her, he felt he might need to be alone too.
Did he repulse her now? His heart ached at
the thought.
She heard him walk out slowly then she
began to cry again softly.
Remy pushed his hand along the side of his
head. He walked over to Rayne seeing that Alex was finished and kissed her
head.
Rayne knew he was near tears and it broke
her heart to see him like this. Anger welled up inside her. She hated Hayley
now for causing her brother this pain. Rayne did feel bad for Hayley and what
she had gone through but she was upset that Remy was in such inner turmoil
because of it.
She grabbed his hand and squeezed it
tight before he could go, "Remy ah’m sorry." He turned and gave her a
weak grin.
He walked back to her and hugged her
again, "Ah love you petite," He whispered in her ear, "Ah'll be
back." He pointed to the infirmary door and he walked out quickly.
Remy let the tears fall that had been
threatening to. He clasped his hands over his face and backed against the wall.
He threw his head against the wall and quickly regretted it as his teeth
rattled from the impact. He leaned his back against the wall and slid to the
ground.
He had never felt so confused. Did she
want him now? She had jumped when he kissed her. Would she refuse him after
this? Was it over? He narrowed his eyes and thought of going to the Danger Room
before he damaged something with his anger. He shook his head wanting to be
there to make sure she and the baby was all right. It dawned on him then that
he didn't care who the baby's father was.
Scott looked down at him and offered him a
hand up. Remy looked at it, then with a deep breath took it and got to his
feet.
"She did the same thing to me,"
Scott sighed.
"Dis different," Remy produced
a cigarette lighting it quickly and taking a long drag.
"I don't think so," Scott
sighed, "I get the feeling she is always going to push men from her."
Remy's eyes narrowed and he pointed his
cigarette in Scott's face, "It's different 'cause you don' love her lik’
ah do." Remy stopped amazed and confused at his words. He saw the words
register on Scott's face. Remy dropped his eyes not knowing what to say next.
"Does she know?" Remy sighed
and shook his head. "Maybe telling her would make a difference now,"
Scott suggested.
"No, she’d t'ink ah said it 'cause
of what happened," Remy sighed, finishing off his cigarette quickly.
Scott nodded and watched the Cajun walk
off back into the infirmary. He sighed, hoping Gambit was wrong. He wasn’t sure
why, but he didn't think Hayley needed Gambit.
Logan sighed watching his and Ally's
child on the sonogram as Beast moved it slowly.
"She didn't get tossed around,"
Logan said then thought about it, "Much."
Beast smiled, "Everything looks
fantabulous."
"Just one right?" Ally joked.
Beast nodded and squeezed her hand,
"Yes my dear."
She felt Logan sigh from relief too.
Hank chuckled. "I see no reason to
keep you here," Then he looked at Justice who kept snoring louder and
louder and Hayley's pulled curtain, "Your welcome to stay if you want
to." Ally could hear some people come back in as she got dressed. She knew
she needed to keep busy to keep sane.
Alex wheeled a cart in the infirmary
with a change of clothing for Hayley and Rayne and lunch for everyone.
Alex went to Rayne with a smile bringing
her both clothes and food. Rayne looked at the food and was surprised that she
was actually hungrier than she had been in days.
She saw Remy grab a tray and a chair and
join her with a smile and she began stuffing the meal in her mouth.
"Might want to chew some of dat,"
He teased her eyeing her mouth full of food. She swallowed hard almost choking
with laughter. She sighed as he pulled the curtain and eyed him curiously.
"Jus’ thought yo’ might not wan'
everyone looking’ at yo’ while yo’ eat," He smiled, "If yo’
wan' to be alone though…." He gestured he would leave if needed.
She grabbed his hand, "No,
stay!" She had missed him so much that she couldn't get enough of being
with him. His roguish grin played on his lips as he took a bite of the food,
but it quickly faded and he sighed remembering his last meal at the diner and
the nightmare that followed it.
"Remy, yo‘ shouldn‘ keep it inside
lik‘ dat. Yo‘ wan‘ ta talk?" She asked quietly.
"No, petite. It‘s ok," He
smiled at her well aware that she wouldn't want to talk about Hayley. He was
also spooked that he had told Scott he loved Hayley. ‘Why Scott? Why not
Rayne or Alex? And why not Hayley?’
"Jus’ t'inkin’ dis food needs some
Cajun spice," He grinned, hoping she wouldn't pursue the matter further.
"Get well an outta dat bed chere, an we can make dese Yanks some real
food," He winked.
Rayne's eyes twinkled at the idea of doing
something with her brother especially something that reminded her of home,
"Ah'd really lik’ dat Remy." She smiled and took a quick drink,
"But me, ah t'ink yo’ should talk some."
"Laissez-faire ma cherie," He
focused on his food and not the prying eyes of his sister because he was afraid
his eyes would tell her everything.
Rayne swallowed hard, her food tasting
like cardboard and she realized what was bothering him now, "Remy?"
He looked up with a smile happy to see her
pretty face, but his eyes were full of turmoil. He knew what to do when it was
Rayne but Hayley wasn't his sister and his heart ached at the thought of the
things Hayley would be going through. How would he approach her? Would she let
him?
Rayne narrowed her Amber eyes at him,
"Yo’ in love wit’ her aren't yo’?" She hoped he would understand she
just wanted him to be happy but it came out in an accusing tone.
He nodded not able to face her and looked
at his plate, "Where’s love get us though, hanh, Petite?"
She nodded with tears in her eyes and Remy
placed a hand under chin forcing her to look at him. She knew he needed her
help as much as she needed him. True, she was his sister and not a love
interest, but he was her world. And if he really loved Hayley, he needed her in
different ways. Rayne felt sick inside. She wouldn’t want to deny her brother
his happiness. Above all Rayne wanted him to be happy. It was just that she had
missed him so much, and she had been through so much, she needed him. She
needed his love and guidance. Needed to feel a part of a family again. Not the
isolated and miserable person she had been for over five years.
Tears trickled down her cheeks as she
thought that maybe it would be for the best if she left. Then Remy wouldn’t be
torn in two. He wouldn’t have to worry what to do with her. He wouldn’t have to
be faced with how he would leave her if he and Hayley started a life together.
"Ah ain’ gon' leave yo’, Rayne
girl,"He bent over and kissed her cheek.
"Hayley don' like me much,
Remy," She sighed poking her food about.
"Mebbe dat's 'cause yo’ too much
alike," He chuckled, then his heart sank hearing Alex and Hayley's hushed
tones and more crying, "An mebbe yo’ haven’t given her a chance."
"Dat’s lik’ sayin’ beef is lik’
pork, chere," Rayne countered. He was right, she hadn’t given Hayley a
chance. But where her brother was concerned, Rayne was always watchful. She
didn’t want anyone to hurt him, ever. No, Hayley didn‘t deserve a chance in
Rayne‘s book. She was too wild and had too many problems. Rayne knew that she
would eventually hurt him.
True, Remy was wild as well, but that was
the worst of combinations in her eyes. Her brother needed to find someone
stable if he wanted to settle down. But, maybe by his penchant for extremes was
his way of not finding the right person. Maybe he was afraid that he would
never be happy that way. Rayne remembered how he used to talk about how he
wanted a family. Own a nice house, maybe even a plantation and have kids. But
after what happened with Belle, maybe that dream now frightens him away from
the kind of life he would really want.
"Remy, ah worry ‘bout yo’."
"Yo' gon' take care of me?" He
cocked his head and smiled at her.
"Yo' wan' me ta stay wit' yo’, incase yo’ need ta
talk?" Rayne offered, excited to care for him, "She not go’ wan’ yo’
tonight."
"Ah t'ink da docs are gon' wan’ yo’
ta stay here, chere," He had always loved her passionate nature. Why she
ever put up with him was beyond his imagination. He was fond of pulling jokes
and other crazy stunts that would get himself and sometimes her in trouble. She
would just scold him, bandage his wounds then leave him free to do it all over
again.
Suddenly a loud thump caught their
attention. Remy grabbed his biscuit and charged it.
Rayne tried to stop him sensing it wasn’t
an attack but before she could, Remy tossed the curtains opened and found that
Scott was checking out the noise as well. They both only found Justice flailing
on the floor. He rolled over to get up and saw the men ready to attack.
"So," Justice smiled groggily,
"Why aren’t there any extra large beds around here? Was this place built
for midgets?"
Rayne and Scott chuckled and Remy quickly
tossed his biscuit into a metal wastebasket.
Justice eyed him curiously, "Problem
with your food?"
Remy turned to face him as he tossed a
blanket over the basket, "No problem, homme. Why yo’ ask dat?"
A small explosion from inside the
wastebasket made them jump slightly.
Beast ran over to see the biscuit's mess
and shook his head.
Justice looked at him with a groan,
"Maybe I should sleep in my own bed?" He suggested.
Beast studied Justice injuries, "I
think you bought yourself at least one night in chez infirmary, sir."
Scott chuckled and moved away as Remy gave
Justice a hand up.
Alex touched Scott's shoulder, "The
less people around here the better right now."
Scott nodded, went to Jean and kissed her
on the cheek. Then he made his way to Hayley and peeked inside the curtain. She
didn't turn but seemed to know somebody was there. He walked up slowly and
touched her back.
"If you need anything," Scott
said softly. She nodded but shrugged his hand off her back. He backed away and
left quickly.
Alex found Logan, "Maybe you could
keep Gambit busy?" She suggested. She watched Beast ushering Warren and Ty
from their seats as well.
Logan looked over the curtain Remy had
pulled again and cleared his throat. Rayne and Remy looked at him expectantly.
The saddened eyes Remy held was not lost to Logan. Alex was right, he thought.
"Com' on bub," Logan grunted at
Remy, "You'll feel better if I kick your ass in the danger room a
while."
Remy nodded at the idea and looked at Rayne who looked a little
sleepy anyway. He kissed her head quickly, "Ah'll be back soon, ok?"
"Remy?" She didn’t want
him to go so soon. Yesterday and today’s events had dredged up a lot of painful
memories and she felt all sick inside. But she knew that he felt bad as well
and that a good fight with Wolverine might help him, "Have fun,
chere."
Wolverine got outside of the infirmary and
stopped to light his stogie.
Gambit focused on the winged mutant ahead
of them and his eyes narrowed as he remembered the earlier comments that were
made in the SUV. He produced his Bo staff and quickly ran behind Warren swiping
the feet from under him easily as he watched the winged mutant pump his
powerful wings to keep from falling. Warren landed back on his feet and turned
to face the crazed Cajun.
Logan watched as the two men faced off. 'Kid’s
got good moves,' He sighed walking up to stop anything before it started.
"Yo' got a problem wit'
me?" Remy glared at him.
Warren landed, "You mean aside from
the way you talk?" Warren cocked an eyebrow.
Remy grabbed him by collar, "Yo'
know wha' I mean," Remy spat, "Yo' were pretty talkative 'bout Hayley
in the car."
"Oh, you mean about you trying to
get her killed?" Warren stared obliviously, "Yes, so?"
Remy struck him hard against the jaw
sending him back to catch his footing.
Warren looked at Wolverine who just stood
there, "You're going to let this happen Logan?"
Wolverine puffed his cigar, "From
where I'm standing looked like somebody needed to hit you."
Remy looked at Logan surprised with a grin
playing at the corner of his mouth. He moved threateningly to Warren but Logan
put a hand on his shoulder stopping his advance.
"You're gonna wear yourself out
before you hit the danger room Cajun," Logan grunted.
Remy realized what he meant and started
off as Logan held back slightly. Gambit turned back to them, "Angel and
Angle ain’ spelled too far apart, mon ami." He called to Wolverine.
"Dat one got somet'in’ up his sleeve." Then he walked on.
Logan narrowed his eyes at Warren,
"You got a problem with my sister in law and Gumbo?"
"No," Warren smiled,
"Just the way he treats her."
"I haven't heard her complain,"
Logan puffed his cigar, "And I've been asking too."
"It’s only a matter of time,"
Warren sighed.
"I think you're jealous the Cajun’s
in her bed," Logan taunted.
Warren looked angry for a minute but
recovered quickly, "He won't be there tonight," Then he thought about
it a little more, "He might not be there again." He crossed his arms
and dared Logan to continue.
"Leave them alone, wings,"
Logan growled.
Warren looked dubious, "She doesn't
need to associate with his kind, Wolverine." He started to walk away,
"What happened today might be what she needs to realize that."
Logan grabbed Warren's shoulder wanting to
be the next one to put his fist in his face, but Storm was running towards them
so he let it be.
"Stay outta it Worthington,"
Logan snarled, "Or you'll be dealin’ with me next."
Storm watched them curiously, "Is
Justice back now?"
Logan began to move away slowly,
"He’s in the infirmary, Ororo." Logan said, pointing down the hall.
She disappeared and Wolverine looked at
Warren again, "Not sure those wings fit you Worthington." He clenched
his cigar in his teeth and strode off.
Xavier sat up before he heard the knock
at the door, "Come in Scott."
Cyclops wandered in with a smile,
"Good to see you up, sir."
Charles smiled back, "I don't feel
quite up, yet." He could see something was troubling Scott, "I take
it I missed something?"
Scott smiled ruefully, "Nothing you
won't hear plenty about later."
"Is there something that you would
like to talk about?" Xavier sat up in his bed a bit straighter.
Scott sat down and shook his head. "I
don't know," He sighed. "It's Hayley," He finally admitted.
Xavier watched Scott and waited for him to elaborate. He didn't want to press
him. "She's hurting pretty bad right now," He sighed, "Turns out
that she is pregnant because of a rape. The child could be mine, Sabretooth's
or Magneto's."
"Eric's?" He asked quickly.
Scott exhaled loudly, "I want to
help her deal with it but she won't let anybody near her." He began to
gesture with his hands, "I can't imagine what she must be going through
thinking that Sabretooth might be…" He turned a frown at Xavier, "I'm
not in love with her exactly but I got involved, thinking that the child was
mine. She didn‘t give any indication that it was anyone else’s. She let me
believe it was mine."
"I see," Charles said plainly.
He sat and quietly listened to him as Cyclops told him the thoughts that he had
obviously been wrestling with.
"She turned Remy away as well,"
He sighed again, "If it had been Jean, I would have been on the road
hunting down Sabretooth." He stood to look out the window. "In a way
I am still attracted to Hayley. I hate that I cheated on Jean, and for some
reason Jean still loves me." He crossed his arms looking across the
sculpted lawns, "I feel drawn to Hayley and I want to help her."
"Jean's a special woman as is my
niece," Xavier sighed now worried for her. "Hayley's been through a
lot and this will be very hard on her. It is possible that she will reject any
attempts to help her."
Scott nodded. He hoped that perhaps her
uncle could get through to her.
"I will talk to her, but Hayley can
be," Xavier smiled, "Quite stubborn."