Written in the Stars April 15th, 1912. 4: 42am by Adréa
Disclaimer: The song is from Aida, so credit to Disney. The Scarlet Pimpernel... I don't know who it belongs to now, but it was written by the Baroness Orczy. Well, everyone else seems to own the X-Men. Marvel, Fox, Warner Brothers, Universal, etc. etc. Why can't I? Look! They'll work for twinkies and beer! It's true! They did this fic for twinkies and beer. Although I had to throw in a few steaks and peeps somewhere...
Author's Notes: I tried to make it not exactly like Cameron's movie! But some things kinda snuck in there and stuck. Be prepared for suckiness! (that even a word?) Big shout out and thanks to my best friend JenN who unknowingly gave be ideas and knowingly gave me every ounce of support she could.
Author's Notes2: I don't even own Amy and Jenn for they are based on people I know. I'm currently working on another fic involving them that would go much farther into their personalities, so sorry if you don't understand things or what not because they aren't well developed in this one. Now, on with the show!
Nearing an hour after being rescued by the Carpathia, Jennifer stood on the deck of the ship. Ororo had been the first to board, but no one else knew that. Currently she stood behind the young girl and tried to soothe her. That had been her mission ever since the first survivors came on board.
She had finally gotten Jean to sleep, despite all the terror and hardship she endured. Even with the shields, she still felt so much. But nothing neared comparison to when her husband died. That was what was affected Jennifer the most... He had died in her arms. Never once regaining consciousness. Maybe it was better that way.
Xavier was gone... Scott was gone... Remy and Amy had been saved. Irene Adler Darkholme and all her servants, including Jubilee, were safe. Yet no word on Logan or Bobby. The two men she had been closest to.
"Logan is a survivor," Ororo tried to assure her friend. "And Bobby feels at home in the cold. I am certain they are both alright."
The sound of running feet hitting the deck made the ladies turn. Wanda Maximoff was running full speed towards them. During the time in the boats, the two had gotten over their differences and at least didn't feel a great sense of hatred for the other. "Jenn! It's Bobby!"
"Bobby?" A dead weight was lifted off of her at those words. "Where is he!"
"Trying to cheer up the kids and making a complete fool of himself down in steerage."
Her heart soared as fast as her feet could run down to the area they had put the steerage people. There weren't nearly as many of them as in the other classes, but she paid it no mind. She spotted a familiar tuft of blonde hair standing over a group of wide-eyed, shell-shocked children and leaped onto him.
"Ack!" They both fell to the deck and sprawled out on top of one another. "Jenn!" he cried in surprise and laughed as he kissed her.
Ororo looked happily down at them, thanking the Gods that something good had finally happened to them. She turned and eyed the woman dressed in red. "Have the list of names changed any?"
She shook her head sadly, auburn curls swinging everywhere. "No... Neither Logan nor my brother's names are on the list... Everyone has put their name down by now."
Ororo nodded sadly. It was another great loss to them. "I also noticed," Wanda began again, "that Marie Darkholme's name wasn't on the list either."
"Goddess, no..." the weather witch breathed out. It couldn't be. Logan would have done everything in his power to get the girl off it, how could he have failed?
"And one more thing, I'd stay away from Ismay if I were you."
"I would imagine he would be shocked about what happened. But why should that cause great alarm?"
"It's not Ismay."
Realization dawned on her at what that meant. Yet it also reminded her that despite all their losses, they still had to move onward. In time, Jean and herself could run Xavier's dream. It would be difficult, and they would need Remy and Bobby's help. But it could be done. "Wanda?" she asked as the young woman had turned away. "Would you like to go back with us? You will always be welcome at Xavier's mansion."
She smiled sadly. "Maybe in time. But I must grieve the loss of my family before I can start anew."
Ororo turned back to watch the reunion and decided to wait to tell Jenn the news on Logan. Looking up at the sky, her brown eyes turned to white as she commanded the heavens above. Dark grey clouds rolled in over the ship and began a light drizzle on everyone on board. It was only fitting for mourning the loss of so many lives, ones they held in their hearts, and ones they didn't.
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