Sabertooth had told her everything. He had kept it to himself for so long, that even he could not believe how easy it came spilling from his lips. Eve was upset, but she had been trained well. She would not allow this to hurt her, but, no matter what happened, everything was over between them.
“Now what do we do?” Scott asked as the lovers stared at each other, wondering what was going through their minds.
“Well, we really have no idea when she’s going to be here,” Eve replied slowly. She was watching Sabertooth slowly, wishing that she could understand his motives a little better. “I guess that I will have to tell the other’s you are on our side. That you understand what we are trying to build here. They will be skeptical, but you will probably just be forced to wear the collar a little while longer. I really couldn’t say. No one has changed their minds before.”
“No…” Sabertooth whispered hoarsely. “No. The scientist would never believe you. Not with him, anyway.”
“And why the hell not?” Scott couldn’t help but feel a little defensive about the whole thing. He knew he could put on a good show if needed. He thought they would have a chance.
“Because you are one of them,” Sabertooth growled. “Fuck, you dumb ass, you were an X-man. Hell, not just an X-man, but their leader. They will never believe you could turn your back on the rest of them. You’re a test to make sure she still has it. If Rogue and the runt don’t get here soon, she will have to kill you to keep her self alive.”
“She’ll be here before that. She knows where I am and Rogue won’t waste any time. She’s been searching too long.” Scott sat back in the couch, an air of smugness settling around him. He was positive that she would come after him before she did anything else. She was probably on her way already.
Eve quirked an eyebrow at him, and, for a second, Scott saw her father in her face. Although she resembled her mother, it was plainly obvious who she took after. She shook her head, sighing. These two were bound to kill each other if given the chance. She figured she had better get them on a subject that would occupy them.
“Tell me about my parents. What are they like?” It was something she had always wondered about, ever since she was little. And now she had two sources of information, and both seemed to have known one or the other for years.
“You sure about this?” Scott asked slowly. “I mean, there are things that you might not want…”
“I want to know everything.” She couldn’t help but growl at him. He had no idea what she was going through. “Start with my mother, Scott. Just how well do you know each other, anyway?”
“Not as well as you are insinuating,” Scott replied, furrowing his eyebrows at her. “Your mother and I are very good friends, but we’re never been involved romantically. She… She’d never betray your father that way. She’s a very strong woman. Always has been for as long as I’ve known her, anyway. She’s very intelligent and strong willed. Not really someone you want to piss off.”
“Her mutation?” Eve asked slowly.
“Like I said earlier, it’s her skin, like yours. She’s developed control over it, but that took some time and patients. It wasn’t until the cure wore off did she figure out how to do it.”
“My mother took the cure? She was a traitor?” Eve couldn’t help it. This was starting to get to be too much, and her emotions were starting to get the better of her. “Why would she do that?”
“She was never a traitor,” Scott whispered, grabbing the woman’s gloved hand and trying to help her calm her self. “I’ve asked her the same question, and she always told me the truth. She did it because she wanted to be able to touch something, anything, without killing it. She said that on the rare occasions when someone would accidentally brush against her, she would get their thoughts and opinions about her. When she found out that her boyfriend thought of her as nothing but a leach, she figured that she needed to find a way to touch, again.
“So when The Cure was announced, she decided that was her only option. If anything, she was betrayed by the fact that there were only three people who really weren’t afraid to touch her. Your father was one of them.”
“And were you afraid to touch her?”
“Honestly, at first I was. She terrified me. Not so much for my well being, but because of the other students. She was in a position where the slightest touch would kill one of them, and I didn’t think that she really wanted another personality in her head.
“She retains personalities?” Eve asked softly. Her abilities didn’t work that way. She was able to take lives and mutations, even memories, but there was no one else living inside of her head.
“She takes everything. And it stays with her. She’s had your father in her head for over twenty years now, and, trust me, there are certain times when I think she’s going to gut me.”
“You love her, don’t you?” Eve asked slowly, looking at him.
Scott sighed softly, looking away from her. “Is it that obvious?”
“Taking into consideration the situation your in, and the company you’re keeping,” she squeezed his hand as she spoke, “you can’t help but to smile as you talk about her.”
“She’s my best friend,” Scott said, chuckling lightly He squeezed her hand back, looking into her eyes again. “Just don’t tell your father.”
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