TITLE: Fears and Dilemmas (2/?)
AUTHOR: Morgana
EMAIL: morganalefey311@hotmail.com
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing except for the plotline. I'm making no money off
of this, the characters belong to...uhh, marvel and whoever did the movie.
*L*
GENRE: A little but of Angst. (not much) More B/R friendship
TEASER: 3 years into the future and someone decides to take a roadtrip and
ends up with a job.
RATING: PG
NOTES: < > Indicate thoughts. This is my first x-men fic. Feedback is
always welcome. Constructive criticism is good, flames are bad. The best
beta reader in the world is Meghan...thank you! :)
Notes2: I've added on to this since it was beta read. (sorry meghan) So
any mistakes are mine, sorry. I couldn't resist...you guys will understand.
:) Enjoy
***
"Here Rogue. Take this with you." Bobby handed her a small envelope before
she walked out of the door.
"What is it?" Rogue asked as she opened it. "Money? Drake, I can't take
your money!"
"Shh, just take it. If it makes you feel any better just take it as
emergency backup. Just in case. You can pay me back when you get back."
"How much?" Rogue asked.
"Two hundred." Bobby grinned.
"Bobby, where did you get two hundred dollars?" Rogue gasped
"I've been saving, just take it. Please? Do it for me?" He pleaded.
"I hate puppy dog eyes. I'm giving it back as soon as I get back here."
Rogue said.
"You better!" Bobby laughed.
"Well, I better be on my way. I'm sure I'll have someone wanting to say
goodbye to me or something " Rogue laughed rigidly as she picked up her
suitcase.
"Here, I'll get that for you." Bobby offered. "What's wrong with good
byes?"
"Thanks. Good byes are difficult." Rogue said as she walked out of her
room and down the long hallway with Bobby in tow.
"What's wrong with difficult? A difficult good bye means you care." Bobby
grunted as he practically drug the suitcase behind him.
"Exactly my point. Hi Mrs. Summers" Rogue greeted as she rounded the
corner.
"For the last time Rogue, call me Jean please. Mrs. Summers still sounds
too wierd. Are you sure about this?" Jean Summers asked.
"Yes, I'm sure." Rogue fought the urge to roll her eyes.
"Ok, well if you need anything you know who to call."
"Thanks, but really, I'll be fine. I'll see you in a few weeks and call if
I'm going to be late. Oh and thanks for letting me borrow the jeep. Bye!"
Rogue said in one breath as she rushed out the door.
Bobby shrugged as he followed. "She hates good byes."
"So that's it." Rogue said as she watched Bobby shove the heavy suitcase
into the back.
"You're sure this is what you want?" Bobby asked as he stared down at his
feet.
"Yes I'm sure, Robert." Rogue laughed.
"Ok, well take care Marie." Bobby smiled as he turned and walked back to
the school.
"Hey Drake?"
"Yah?" He asked as he spun around.
"Thanks, for everything." Rogue smiled softly.
"No problem." Bobby grinned back as Rogue climbed into the jeep and pulled
away.
***
2 nights later
Rogue sighed as she passed another road sign. "City of Partlow 2 miles" It
read.
"Partlow? Sounds faintly promising" She said to herself as she turned the
radio up and turned on her signal to exit.
She looked at the clock. "8:45"
"Time for dinner." Rogue mumbled as she pulled into a local resturant
parking lot.
"Hi honey, what can I get ya?" The waitress asked as Rogue sat down.
<I can't buy food. I have no money. Wait, Bobby's money! I can't use up
all of his money though> She thought to herself. "An application?" Rogue
said the words before she even realized they were in her head.
"Excuse me?" The waitress asked.
"A job application." Rogue stated again.
"Uh, sure. Hold on a minute." The waitress walked behind the counter and
returned with a slip of paper. "Where are you staying? I see an out of
state tag on that pretty little jeep of yours."
Rogue raised an eyebrow at the question.
"Honey, this is a small town. When someone new shows up, we all take
notice." The waitress almost laughed.
"Oh, well. I guess I'm staying at that hotel right there." Rogue pointed
to the Motel 6 across the parking lot. "I'm going to be in town awhile and
I'd like to pick up some cash."
"Well, I'm sure we can find you something to do. The papers are just a
formality. Would you like to start tomorrow night then?"
"That would be great." Rouge grinned.
"Good. Just bring these papers with you tomorrow and we'll get you
started." The waitress smiled at her. "Would you like something to eat
while you're here?"
***
"Ok, and here's where all the extra plates and cups are. You put in the
orders here, and you take them here. When you're ready for the bill you
bring it here. Have someone do it for you at first until you learn the
register though." The waitress showed Rogue around the restaurant the next
day. "Do you think you're ready, Marie?"
"I think so." Rogue looked out to the tables that were slowly starting to
fill up.
"Ok good. I'll keep and eye on ya sweetie. If you need any help you just
come over and see me." The waitress smiled and turned to go.
"Thank you Regina." Rogue told the older woman.
Rogue looked down at her carefully gloved arms before sighing and grabbing
her pad of ticket slips and walked towards one of the booths that had a
woman and a young boy sitting in it. Putting on her best smile she spoke,
"Hi, are you guys ready to order or do you need some more time?"
"Look mommy! Look at her hair!" The little boy laughed. "I like it, it's
pwetty." He quickly continued.
Rogue laughed. "Why thank you."
"Sorry about that. We'd like two hamburgers please with a coke for me and a
juice for him." The woman ordered.
"It's no problem. Will that be all for you for now?" Rogue asked.
"Yes, thank you."
<Well, this job is pretty easy> Rogue thought as she went to the back to put
the order in.
"Hey Marie, New customer. Table 4." Another waitress about her age called
to Rogue as she walked out of the kitchen holding the two drinks in her
hand.
"I'll be right back to take your order." Rogue murmured as she passed by
table four on the way to deliver the drinks.
"No problem." A gruff voice answered causing Rogue to spin around so fast
she dropped both of the drinks.
"Lo-Logan?" She stammered as she peered closer at the man sitting at table
four.
He looked up in surprise. "Hey, what are you doing here kid?" He asked
once recognition was apparent in his eyes.
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