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Storm pulled the envelope out of her back pocket. Again.
It was the third time in the past fifteen minutes. Not normally
given to fits of nervous energy, she pulled the letter out
of the envelope and looked at the date - two days before Rogue
had left to meet Remy. It had arrived the day after she had
returned. Skipping past the address, she started reading.
By the time you receive this, Rogue will have
returned from her trip, unless she decides to take a little
time off to 'think things out' again. If she has returned,
you've probably heard some pretty nasty things about me. Just
to set the record straight, and to make sure there is no confusion,
it's all true.
I wanted to let you know that, while I held
Rogue responsible for what happened in the past, I never laid
any blame at your feet. I miss you, and our friendship. I
imagine you'll have a hard time believing that after what
I just did to Rogue, but it's true.
I would like it very much if you would come
visit me sometime. I want you to meet my wife and children.
I have told them all about their 'Aunt Ororo', and they want
to meet her very badly. I know my recent actions make it nearly
impossible for you to trust me, but it's true.
If you ever find you need some time off, or
would just like to visit, come to Key West. Ask around for
Captain Remy -- I'm pretty well known down here.
I look forward to seeing you at some point
in the future.
Always my best, Cherie, Remy
Wiping her eyes, Storm put the letter back in the envelope,
and into her pocket. He was right, of course, she couldn't
really believe his words, not after what he had done to Rogue,
but she did. She knew she couldn't go see him, not now anyway,
but if the Goddess was willing...
Looking up, Storm realized she was standing outside Rogue's
door. Rogue had been locked inside her room for a week now,
and had barely spoken to anyone since arriving home. Storm
was determined to change that now. She rapped sharply on the
door three times.
To her surprise, Rogue answered quickly, dressed in full
uniform, before the third knock had faded to silence. Blocking
the door so Ororo couldn't enter, she smiled awkwardly.
"Rogue! I'm pleased to see you're up and about. Are
you feeling better?"
"I'm gettin' there, thanks." They stood there in
uncomfortable silence for a moment before Rogue spoke again.
"Y' know, Ah'm jus' about ready ta head down to the danger
room, but Ah still need a few minutes 'Ro. 'Kay?"
Catching the subtle inflection in Rogue's voice, Storm responded
with a friendly "of course. I'll see you there in a few
minutes." She turned to leave, hearing the door click
shut behind her.
On the other side of the door, Rogue waited a minute or two
before speaking to her companion.
'Th' best revenge is living well', the say? Well, swamp
rat, they also say 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'.
"Now then Marrow, where were we?"
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