Part Three
written by Soar
email Soar38@hotmail.com
When Remy had been brought to his senses by Stormys touch, his first feeling had been one of confusion. What had happened. Then he had realised, and he became scared and angry, so he ran.
He jumped onto his bike and rode off away from the mansion. He got out into the country side before he'd cleared his head enough. It was then that he realised that he'd been followed. He extended his awareness, trying to work out who it was. He grinned.
"S'alright Stormy, Gambit not mad anymore, you can come down from up dere now chere."
Storm flew down from where she had been sitting on to of one of the sheer rock faces.
"I am glad to see that my friend, and do not call me stormy," she sat on some grass and he joined her.
"Would you like to tell me what happened?" she asked calmly.
Gambit sighed, "I don't know chere. I lost my temper, ain't done dat in a long time. It never happen like dat 'fore, not dat Gambit remember much anyway chere."
"What caused your loss of temper Remy?"
"Bobby found de doll you make for me when you jus' a chile," he said simply.
Storm nodded in complete understanding. She understood how it had been a breach of a secret, special bond that they shared, and she felt a twinge of anger at Bobby.
"I am sure that after tonight he will have learned the error of his ways. Will you come back to the mansion with me?"
"Gambit not know chere. You saw dere faces, dey don't trust Gambit 'fore, dey never gon' trust him now."
Storm hugged him, one of only a few people in the world close enough to get away with it.
"Oh Remy my friend. Of course they trust you. When we battle they place their lives in your hands."
"Dey only let me stay cause a you chere. 'Sides if it weren't for you I wouldn' stay wit' dem."
"Remy you don't mean that do you? I thought that after all this time you had come to believe in the dream. Besides you know that I would not let any harm come to you."
Gambit snorted, "Gambit don' believe in no dream chere, an' you should know better. Ain't no room in life for dreams like dat, only reality, an' we both know what dat is," he sighed, "Gambit not wanna talk 'bout dis anymore chere. We go into de nearest town an' get ourselves a drink hehn?"
Storm laughed, "Very well my friend, I shall ride pillion with you."
Remy grinned as he started up his bike and they headed towards a town.
They were close to the outskirts of a town when they encountered a car that appeared to have broken down.
"Remy stop. That person may need our help," Storm said. So Remy stopped his bike near the car and they both approached the stranded motorist.
"Oh thank heavens you came along. I thought I'd be stuck out here forever and that would never do," the lady smiled.
"Ow can we 'elp you chere?" Remy asked.
Storm turned towards Remy, "Remy, this woman, she sounds very familiar."
"That's right child, have you not recognised me yet."
The womans disguise disappeared.
"Nanny!" Storm whispered with real fear.
The Nanny cackled, "that's right, it's your Nanny, and you," she turned to Remy, "you are the one who stole my little Ororo from me."
"Non, you dead," Remy said wide eyed.
"Apparently not. And now I have my little Ororo back, and a new friend of mine would like to speak to you Remy LeBeau, but in a more manageable state."
Remy and Ororo were hit before they could defend themselves.
The Nanny cackled as she placed the unconscious forms of the two children into her perfectly working car.
end of part 2
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Part Three