A/N: This is the last chapter. So please, please, review, and no worries there is still a couple more stories left to go. I do not own X-men, just any OCS and the story. -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)
Chapter 20
Fifteen years later…
Professor Charles Xavier had not felt such a power surge coming from a mutation activating in a very long time. Not since he had saved Scott Summers and the some of the other very luck mutants, from Stryker's clutches and the crumbling of Three Mile Island. He met the mutant who was giving off the power surge once, while Scott was scrambling into the X-Jet. He went by the name of Gambit and could power kinetic energy into any object. When he offered the young man a place at the Institute, Gambit had refused. Not in an over whelming politeness, but also not an entirely rude way either. Charles smiled a little, perhaps it was time that he brought the offer in front of Gambit once again. But he decided on doing this alone, instead he would bring Wolverine with him. Logan could use time away from the school, and maybe if Charles was lucky, getting better at helping him recruit young mutants to his School for the Gifted.
New Orleans, Louisiana
Gambit leaned against his bo-staff, smirking slightly. He was weary down to his bones, another mutant had tried to wrangle him into doing someone else's dirty work. Dirty work that involved burying a body. He sighed, he would rather gamble and cheat people out of their well earned possessions rather then actually killing someone. Ivy was currently in her makeshift garden, dirt was already in her fingernails, but otherwise then that she was pleased with herself. Her garden was really coming around, it nearly looked like a rainbow, except the shape was more square, and there was blotches of white flowers. The Earth-Puppeteer stood and wiped the dirt on her overalls. It was almost finished, but she was far too tired to work on it anymore. It didn't help that the Louisiana heat was practically making them choke.
"Lemonade, Lemonade sounds pretty damn good right about now, Petite Fleur." Remy smiled.
Ivy nodded, glad that she had already had a pitcher chilling the refrigerator. They were almost on the back porch steps when a large wind nearly sent them both on their backsides. It was the sound of the engines, that made Ivy's blood run cold, Remy wrapped his arms around her, as she peeked over his white t-shirt clad shoulder to see two figures coming out of the rather large jet that was now parked in their backyard.
"What did you do?" The Earth-Puppeteer hissed in his ear, while her mutation activated.
"Nothin' at all." Remy said but automatically rolled his eyes when he saw Charles Xavier wheeling toward them with none other then Wolverine.
"I thought you said he died." Ivy growled, as the flowers blossomed around her. Their petals turning into sharp deadly needles.
Gambit shook his head and pulled his fedora down to cover his eyes from both the sun, and the glare he was getting from the man with the metal claws. "He lost his memory, Petite. That is a completely different thing."
Once the three male mutants were situated in the living room, Ivy busied herself with filling lemonade glasses and putting slices of apple crisps onto plates. Remy glanced back at her from over his shoulder and back to the telepathic mutant seated in front of him.
"I'm gonna give you the same answer I gave you fifteen years ago, Monsieur Xavier." Remy tilted his hat back his forest green eyes flashing blood red. "No."
"I assure you, Mister Lebeau that no harm will come upon you or Miss Dujardin." Charles said calmly. "Her nightmares have grown worse haven't they?" he questioned while Wolverine sipped his ice-chilled beer.
Remy could only nod, suddenly looking grave. The telepathic mutant did not have to read the Earth-Puppeteer mind to see that it was true, that the nightmares were growing worse and sometimes sent her into a deadly panic attack during the day. "She needs help, I know that." He murmured. "And you can do that…you can make her feel safe again?" He clenched his fists, disgusted with himself that this powerfully rich man could do what he could, for the woman he loved.
"Yes, and to help the both of you trust in mutants again." Charles smiled.
His smile warmed as Ivy handed in the glass of lemonade and the plate of apple crisp. "Thank you, my dear."
Ivy plopped herself down beside Remy, and gave Wolverine a cautious glance. Once Charles Xavier explained his offer to the shy cork screw curled woman, Ivy gripped Remy's hand.
"I guess it would help, getting to know other people…like us." Ivy finally said and smiled shyly at the telepath.
New York
It was three weeks later that the Earth-Puppeteer lay tossing and turning in her bed at Charles Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters. It was not the children that kept her awake, it was the thought of sinking into another inescapable nightmare. She sighed and cursed in French, hauling herself out of the bed, she made her way down to the kitchen. Ivy passed the little boy, who was switching television channels just by blinking and into the small kitchen. Maybe warm milk would help her sleep…just as she poured the milk into a tea kettle, she nearly jumped out of her skin and almost activated the rose seedling in her pajama bottoms pocket.
"Oh…it's you, Logan." She sighed and try to stop her heart from pounding in chest, just as the whistle on the kettle blew.
"The nightmares again?" Logan questioned and grabbed himself a soda out of the fridge.
Ivy nodded as she poured the milk from the kettle and into a mug. She gently blew away some of the steam and sipped the liquid, her entire frame was shaking and tears burned at the edge of her eyes. The sobs suddenly shook her body, as Logan wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and pulled her close. Logan growled low. That damn Cajun had just up and left her here, practically abandoned her with no way of knowing when he would return. But since Ivy had entered the school, Logan finally found someone he actually enjoyed talking too.
A/N: I will soon be loading the start of the next story in Ivy and Remy's story. It will be called Borderline, and I am not working on it alone, I am co-authoring with Certh. So keep an out for Borderline, I am planning on posting the first chapter on Saturday, June 30th. Once again, please review! -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)