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crossoverficDuplicitous Interludes: Mourning Becomes, 1 of 2
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vikingprincess and blndswdnsmn
Fandoms: BtVS/Xmen
Characters: Rogue/Gambit, Faith; mention of Cordelia/Angel and Willow/Xander
Ratings/Warnings: Teen, for violence
Disclaimers: Not ours!
A/N: These Interludes follow our BtVS/Xmen crossover Victorian story Duplicity, wherein Holmesian investigator Angel and his apprentice Xander were hired by Miss Cordelia Chase and her bluestocking companion Willow Rosenberg to investigate the dastardly kidnapping of Cordelia's dearest friend Rogue, at a time when women were being surgically carved and their bodies found with parts missing. While Rogue's kidnapper had taken her for other reasons, all five, as well as the kidnapper himself, a confirmed rake and gambler named Remy LeBeau, joined forces against a greater evil than they could possibly have imagined. Alas, there were decidedly not happy endings for all. Herein follows some of that which occurred afterwards.
Earlier Interludes:
Connubial Bliss (Willow/Xander, Mature Adult)
The Fall of the House of Levinson, 1 of 2 (Cordelia/Angel, Mature Adult)
The Fall of the House of Levinson, 2 of 2
Previously:
Rogue slid into awareness, tears drying on her cheeks. She couldn’t recall the specifics of her dream; only that she had lost something that had broken her heart. It took no genius at all to understand what her subconscious was telling her, and she wiped the salt stains away with smooth, bare palms, sighing as she rolled to her back, deep auburn and silver hair spilling across her pillows as she did. It tangled against something, rather than slipping free, and she turned her head, curious.
One long stemmed magnolia, its bloom white and creamy as her skin, its stalk thick and strong and redolent of fresh growth, lay upon her pillow.
Heart hammering, she shot upright, clutching the bedclothes to her breast like any silly heroine in a romance novel, his name escaping her in an agonized whisper before she could stop herself. “Remy... no....” She swung her legs from the bed, snatched a wrapper up to cover herself, and ran to Cordelia’s room.
By noon, she was packed, and boarding a ship that would take her past France and Spain, all the way to Italy. From there, she didn’t know where she would go. But she couldn’t stay here. She couldn't risk it.
They couldn’t risk it.
Mourning Becomes, 1 of 2
Authors:
vikingprincess and blndswdnsmnFandoms: BtVS/Xmen
Characters: Rogue/Gambit, Faith; mention of Cordelia/Angel and Willow/Xander
Ratings/Warnings: Teen, for violence
Disclaimers: Not ours!
A/N: These Interludes follow our BtVS/Xmen crossover Victorian story Duplicity, wherein Holmesian investigator Angel and his apprentice Xander were hired by Miss Cordelia Chase and her bluestocking companion Willow Rosenberg to investigate the dastardly kidnapping of Cordelia's dearest friend Rogue, at a time when women were being surgically carved and their bodies found with parts missing. While Rogue's kidnapper had taken her for other reasons, all five, as well as the kidnapper himself, a confirmed rake and gambler named Remy LeBeau, joined forces against a greater evil than they could possibly have imagined. Alas, there were decidedly not happy endings for all. Herein follows some of that which occurred afterwards.
Earlier Interludes:
Connubial Bliss (Willow/Xander, Mature Adult)
The Fall of the House of Levinson, 1 of 2 (Cordelia/Angel, Mature Adult)
The Fall of the House of Levinson, 2 of 2
Previously:
Rogue slid into awareness, tears drying on her cheeks. She couldn’t recall the specifics of her dream; only that she had lost something that had broken her heart. It took no genius at all to understand what her subconscious was telling her, and she wiped the salt stains away with smooth, bare palms, sighing as she rolled to her back, deep auburn and silver hair spilling across her pillows as she did. It tangled against something, rather than slipping free, and she turned her head, curious.
One long stemmed magnolia, its bloom white and creamy as her skin, its stalk thick and strong and redolent of fresh growth, lay upon her pillow.
Heart hammering, she shot upright, clutching the bedclothes to her breast like any silly heroine in a romance novel, his name escaping her in an agonized whisper before she could stop herself. “Remy... no....” She swung her legs from the bed, snatched a wrapper up to cover herself, and ran to Cordelia’s room.
By noon, she was packed, and boarding a ship that would take her past France and Spain, all the way to Italy. From there, she didn’t know where she would go. But she couldn’t stay here. She couldn't risk it.
They couldn’t risk it.
Mourning Becomes, 1 of 2
