Disclaimer: Do not own--they're Marvel's and Kids WB...plot's mine, though!
A/N: this takes place after "Under Lock and Key", k? Any reviews, flames, suggestions are welcome.
A scream pierced the still air, but was quickly silenced.
Rogue sat straight up in bed; she was still stuck in the medlab. She had told everyone that she was fine, but Hank and the Professor had still insisted that she remain in bed for at least three more days.
Her hand snaked out to turn on the light, when a terrified voice pleaded quietly. "No, don't!"
"Wha--" Rogue was confused. Who would be in the medlab this late at night, and so scared?
"Please, Rogue, ya gotta help us!" the voice said, desperation filling his voice.
"Wha--Bobby?!" she exclaimed, now more pissed than confused.
"Shh. Not so loud! They'll hear you!" Bobby hissed.
"Fahne. What the hell are yah doin in here?" she demanded. "And who's 'they'?"
"Rogue, we don't have much time. Ya gotta get us outta here. They'll find us if we don't," he said, the fear once again plain.
"Who's 'we'?" she asked.
"Me 'n Jamie, but Jamie's hurt real bad. He's bleedin' and I think he's dyin."
"What happened? WHat's going on?"
"Rogue, I don't have time, Jamie could die. Help us get out, and I'll tell you everything I know, ok?" Bobby replied, agitated that this was taking so long.
She hesitated, but finally the fear in Bobby's voice convinced her. "Ahlraght. C'mon," Rogue said, slipping from under the covers and off the bed, "Ah think Ah remembah how to get outta here without usin' the main entrance, or the waterfall." Opening the door, she checked to see if the hall was empty, and seeing that it was, hurried silently along the darkened passageway toward a storage closet near the elevator. She turned back to Bobby and whispered, "The last tahme Ah was grounded Ah went lookin' for different ways to get outta here, and I found this one."
She opened the closet door and squeezed between a vacuum cleaner and a stack of boxes so she could touch the back part of the left wall. When she pressed on a certain spot, Bobby heard a tiny 'click' and Rogue let out a sound of satisfaction. She felt around the baseboard for the now-exposed lever, and upon finding it, pulled it back. It melted back into the baseboard as if it had never existed as a large wall panel noiselessly swung backward, exposing a tunnel carved out of the rock. She walked in and motioned for Bobby to follow her quickly, which he did.
The door swung back into place, leaving them in darkness. "Crap," Bobby hissed. "We can't see!"
"Actually," Rogue said, "Ah come here a lot, so Ah keep a flashlaght in here." In the middle of her sentence, she found it and turned it on, blinding both herself and Bobby with the brightness. "Sorry," she said. "C'mon, it goes on fer a ways and comes out neah the water tower, of all places."
"Good, that's away from here, and that's all that matters," Bobby replied, struggling to keep up with Rogue's rapid pace as he carried Jamie. Rogue noticed that he was lagging and offered to carry Jamie for awhile--it would be safe, because he was wrapped tightly in a dark blanket.
She set the flashlight on the floor of the tunnel and took Jamie from Bobby, who smiled a grim thanks and picked up the flashlight. Rogue's first thought was that the blanket was wet and smelled odd, which she first thought was just Bobby's sweat from exertion and panic. But within a few steps, she realized that it wasn't from Bobby, and it wasn't sweat.
It was blood, Jamie's blood.
"Holy..." she whispered as she walked even faster down the tunnel, realizing why Bobby had been in such a panic. They had to get Jamie to a hospital, quickly.
But they couldn't. The hospital would never treat a mutant, even in an emergency.
"The Brotherhood," Bobby said, "we have to get to them. They're the only ones who could possibly help us."
If Rogue hadn't been so worried about Jamie, she would have stopped and stared at Bobby, certain that he had gone nuts. Now all she could manage was a quick glance at his face to see if he was for real.
"I mean it," he continued, "as much as I hate them, we need their help."
Rogue panted a quick agreement as they came to the end of the tunnel, a seemingly solid wall of rock. She put Jamie back in Bobby's arms and took the flashlight. Reaching up as high as she could, she used the flashlight as a club and struck it against a corner of the wall. The wall slowly moved inward, leaving a gap wide enough for two people to walk through side by side. Mumbling obscenities at the slow pace of the wall, she hustled Bobby through the opening and out into a section of what looked like a warehouse.
As the door moved shut, Rogue and Bobby hurried to the doors of the warehouse and Rogue shoved them open. After Bobby had exited, she pushed them closed again and held her arms out for Jamie.
"You carried him longer 'n Ah did, so it's only fair. C'mon, the Brotherhood house is only a mahle or so from here."
They started walking again, both tired--Bobby from exhertion and the end of an adrenaline rush, Rogue from not having fully recovered from her personality ordeal, but both desperate to get to the Brotherhood soon.
A/N: this takes place after "Under Lock and Key", k? Any reviews, flames, suggestions are welcome.
A scream pierced the still air, but was quickly silenced.
Rogue sat straight up in bed; she was still stuck in the medlab. She had told everyone that she was fine, but Hank and the Professor had still insisted that she remain in bed for at least three more days.
Her hand snaked out to turn on the light, when a terrified voice pleaded quietly. "No, don't!"
"Wha--" Rogue was confused. Who would be in the medlab this late at night, and so scared?
"Please, Rogue, ya gotta help us!" the voice said, desperation filling his voice.
"Wha--Bobby?!" she exclaimed, now more pissed than confused.
"Shh. Not so loud! They'll hear you!" Bobby hissed.
"Fahne. What the hell are yah doin in here?" she demanded. "And who's 'they'?"
"Rogue, we don't have much time. Ya gotta get us outta here. They'll find us if we don't," he said, the fear once again plain.
"Who's 'we'?" she asked.
"Me 'n Jamie, but Jamie's hurt real bad. He's bleedin' and I think he's dyin."
"What happened? WHat's going on?"
"Rogue, I don't have time, Jamie could die. Help us get out, and I'll tell you everything I know, ok?" Bobby replied, agitated that this was taking so long.
She hesitated, but finally the fear in Bobby's voice convinced her. "Ahlraght. C'mon," Rogue said, slipping from under the covers and off the bed, "Ah think Ah remembah how to get outta here without usin' the main entrance, or the waterfall." Opening the door, she checked to see if the hall was empty, and seeing that it was, hurried silently along the darkened passageway toward a storage closet near the elevator. She turned back to Bobby and whispered, "The last tahme Ah was grounded Ah went lookin' for different ways to get outta here, and I found this one."
She opened the closet door and squeezed between a vacuum cleaner and a stack of boxes so she could touch the back part of the left wall. When she pressed on a certain spot, Bobby heard a tiny 'click' and Rogue let out a sound of satisfaction. She felt around the baseboard for the now-exposed lever, and upon finding it, pulled it back. It melted back into the baseboard as if it had never existed as a large wall panel noiselessly swung backward, exposing a tunnel carved out of the rock. She walked in and motioned for Bobby to follow her quickly, which he did.
The door swung back into place, leaving them in darkness. "Crap," Bobby hissed. "We can't see!"
"Actually," Rogue said, "Ah come here a lot, so Ah keep a flashlaght in here." In the middle of her sentence, she found it and turned it on, blinding both herself and Bobby with the brightness. "Sorry," she said. "C'mon, it goes on fer a ways and comes out neah the water tower, of all places."
"Good, that's away from here, and that's all that matters," Bobby replied, struggling to keep up with Rogue's rapid pace as he carried Jamie. Rogue noticed that he was lagging and offered to carry Jamie for awhile--it would be safe, because he was wrapped tightly in a dark blanket.
She set the flashlight on the floor of the tunnel and took Jamie from Bobby, who smiled a grim thanks and picked up the flashlight. Rogue's first thought was that the blanket was wet and smelled odd, which she first thought was just Bobby's sweat from exertion and panic. But within a few steps, she realized that it wasn't from Bobby, and it wasn't sweat.
It was blood, Jamie's blood.
"Holy..." she whispered as she walked even faster down the tunnel, realizing why Bobby had been in such a panic. They had to get Jamie to a hospital, quickly.
But they couldn't. The hospital would never treat a mutant, even in an emergency.
"The Brotherhood," Bobby said, "we have to get to them. They're the only ones who could possibly help us."
If Rogue hadn't been so worried about Jamie, she would have stopped and stared at Bobby, certain that he had gone nuts. Now all she could manage was a quick glance at his face to see if he was for real.
"I mean it," he continued, "as much as I hate them, we need their help."
Rogue panted a quick agreement as they came to the end of the tunnel, a seemingly solid wall of rock. She put Jamie back in Bobby's arms and took the flashlight. Reaching up as high as she could, she used the flashlight as a club and struck it against a corner of the wall. The wall slowly moved inward, leaving a gap wide enough for two people to walk through side by side. Mumbling obscenities at the slow pace of the wall, she hustled Bobby through the opening and out into a section of what looked like a warehouse.
As the door moved shut, Rogue and Bobby hurried to the doors of the warehouse and Rogue shoved them open. After Bobby had exited, she pushed them closed again and held her arms out for Jamie.
"You carried him longer 'n Ah did, so it's only fair. C'mon, the Brotherhood house is only a mahle or so from here."
They started walking again, both tired--Bobby from exhertion and the end of an adrenaline rush, Rogue from not having fully recovered from her personality ordeal, but both desperate to get to the Brotherhood soon.