Overcoming Distance

5. Third Party

Wanda opened her eyes in slits and surveyed the dim room around her, she was still groggy and couldn't tell what time it was and while her irises struggled to adjust, she felt something, a damp cloth on her forehead and something else warm around her left leg; slowly she felt the pieces of cloth on her ankle being removed by gentle hands. The temperature of her body was warm and she guessed a fever contracted from staying in the rain for too long, she remembered she has work tomorrow and wished that the warm feeling would go away. Everything was still a blur but as she was about to sit up a familiar calming voice hushed her and told her to go back to sleep.

The next thing she knew, she was wide awake to the sound of the alarm clock going off. Wanda gave off a low grunt when the clock said six-thirty; she was not a morning person and the only thing she hated more than waking up very early in the morning, was waking up early on Monday mornings. A long yawn and stretch followed her movements as she reached for the blackberry beside her clock to check her messages. She didn't hustle as she went through her daily routine.

She took her time in the shower, afterwards wrapping a white bathrobe around her damp body, after drying her self up, she decided to check her handicaps from last night's escapade. Her ankle felt better; the only indication of the sprain was a slight bruise; fervently she tried standing on one leg giving her weight on her injured foot against the carpeted floor but to her surprise, it doesn't hurt anymore. Her fever was also gone; she made a mental note, not to stay in the rain for too long for a woman as busy as her self need not to have these distractions. With her strength back, she found herself eager to start her day as she made her way outside her bedroom, where she assumed her guest-slash-nurse would be waiting for her.

She checked the guest room first, but he wasn't there. The bed had been neatly made and the sheets were cold, indicating that he's been gone for while. A frown ran across her lips, but changed into a smile when she smelled bacon and eggs coming from her kitchen, Wanda realized that she was hungry and she hurriedly went to check on her cook.

"John?" Wanda called happily as she skidded towards the small kitchen.

"Sorry princess but prince charming went to work, he sent fairy god mother to take over baby-sitting at the moment."

"Rogue!" Wanda jolted in surprise, expecting to see John instead of her over-exposed best friend. "I didn't see you there, since when are you here?"

Rogue immediately turned around, and the white-streaked bangs of her hair hung loosely on the sides of her face. "Surprise!" Rogue said mockingly coupled with her infamous laugh at Wanda's pained expression. "Still cranky, ungrateful and overly surprised… Yep seems normal and well tah meh, ain't no sick persons here. Ah take it you had a good night's rest?" She asked, one hand holding a spatula.

"Yea I guess so…" Wanda said, sitting down on the barstool in front of the kitchen counter.

Rogue looked at her friend with concern as she placed her hand on her hip. "Looking for someone?"

"I just thought he'd be here since he said he'd stay the night." Wanda answered as her fingers fiddled with her left ear, a mannerism she didn't see wrong to correct.

"He did… but he and Remy had tah head back tah New York this morning. He was worried about you and asked me tah come by tah check on yah. He left you a note in the counter; he said he would call you." Rogue said blowing a stray hair from her face.

"What time did they leave?"

Rogue turned back to the stove, and flipped the bacon before answering. "Early this morning, at around 4."

Wanda's mouth formed a small "o".

"Okay so what happened last night, anything worth talking about?" Rogue asked grimly concentrating on cooking. "Did yah two… Oh!" Rogue's eyes immediately widened with horror, her free palm went straight to her face to cover her mouth for exaggeration.

"No, we didn't do anything much really, the moment we got home, I took my meds, he sent me to bed and then he went to the guest room, that's all." Wanda replied with seriousness. "Why, were you expecting something else Rogue?"

"Ah was thinkin' maybe kissing… hmmm, no making-out then some foreplay and then home run." Rogue turned slightly to face Wanda.

"We only got to first base."

"Not even second?" Rogue asked a little disappointed.

"Well, almost but I had to call a time out."

"Seriously Wanda, yah need something to supplement your life than just your virgin imagination."

"I know, I know. But I don't want to play my first ball in a wet cave with a sprained ankle; it's more awkward than romantic." Wanda joked half truthfully.

Rogue looked at her friend, a crossed expression on her face. "What wet cave? What's awkward?"

"No matter." Wanda said closing the subject.

"So, how's your foot?" Rogue asked returning her gaze to Wanda.

"It's a lot better." She answered "Its nothing really, John was over-reacting."

Rogue only nodded in return not questioning Wanda's sudden blank expression; she only stared back in silence before offering Wanda her breakfast at the table. "Here, eat up and get dressed, the presentation for the exhibit is today so we have tah go there early tah finish up. Don't forget to take your meds; we can't afford you to be sick today. Ah'll drive." Rogue said.

"Yes mom." Wanda answered, reminding herself of how Rogue bossiness must have rubbed off on Remy because they sound pretty much alike.

…XXX…

As Wanda settled into the passenger's seat of Rogue's black BMW, she began to think about work and their upcoming presentation that morning that she was half prepared for. To distract herself and to calm down her nerves, she decided to play with the radio controls. "Good morning, it's a great Monday morning here in Miami as weather reports suggest, the sun is here to stay. Yes you all heard that right…" chushk "…Its seven forty-five a.m. dear motorists, we advice you to wear your seatbelts and drive safely, rush hour in thirty minutes but right now most roads are clear of traffic and-…" chushk "…Happy hour here at WWP78.9 as we welcome the day with a blast, now your regular music, we have Offici- …" chushk

"Please make up your mind or better yet turn that thing off. It's annoying." Rogue said awfully serious, probably thinking about the same thing too.

"Sorry I am just nervous about today's presentation."

"You, nervous? Well that's different coming from you." Rogue said before pausing. "Ah'm sure we'll do just fine." She assured her a couple seconds after. The ringing of Wanda's phone cut their conversation.

"Oh hey… yea I got your message… she did, she's with me right now… Hmmm, yea off to work… I'm fine, better actually." Wanda glanced at Rogue before turning to talk again, her voice softer this time. "Hmmm, yea I do too… Thanks for last night… Bye."

After a few minutes of pause Rogue decided to break the silence. "Ah was gonna ask yah if it was Emma, but Ah already have a feeling that Ah knew who that was." She said with a smirk.

"Rogue, sometimes it's nice to keep a safe distance from your boyfriend, he's rubbing off on you, big time. That smirk only works for him, don't ever use it." Wanda replied.

"Don't change the topic."

Wanda sighed, "Yea it wasn't Emma, it was John."

"Ooh… Ah smell love in the air. What did he say when you said 'I do too'?" Wanda looked at her, trust Rogue to be straight to the point when she wants to know about something.

"He said he missed me… so I said I did too."

"Wow, Ah could get used tah this Wanda; Ah didn't know yah have a romantic side that's working."

"Well, I'm starting to believe that your right about your corny lovey-dovey stories, it's very unusual but I like this feeling. It's more exciting than work, like I could lose myself and not care about anything else at the moment. But let's not get our hopes up shall we… if I'm gonna do this, I'm gonna do it right.

"Typical Wanda." Rogue said to her. "Always gotta be over analytical and sure before signing a deal."

"Better safe than sorry." Wanda replied with a small grin on her face.

"Well Ah'm just glad that you're opening up."

"Me too."

They reached the parking lot in record time due to Rogue's swift car and pro-like driving skills. "So are you two going out now?" Rogue asked, not wanting to drop the interesting conversation.

"Well yes… no… I don't know." Wanda answered as Rogue parked and turned the engine off.

"What do yah mean, yah don't know? Didn't he ask yah just now?" She asked as she got out of the car, and began brushing the wrinkles from her pants with her hands.

"I was kinda hoping he would." Wanda looked at her intently, her blue eyes darting from Rogue's black car to Rogue. "But he was just checking up on me. He didn't even hint on asking for a date." She said as she stared on the phone she was holding in front of her.

"Hmmm…" Rogue said in deep thought. "Maybe he's waiting for the right timing."

"Probably."

"Or maybe he's just shy… or too much of a gentleman."

"I don't think so, shy?? Hmmm I might have to rethink that statement." Wanda said remembering the events that took place in the cave of Black Jungle. Both girls made their way towards the elevator leading to the upper levels of the building.

Rogue spoke again, excited about her friend's progress in the love-life section. "Well, according to Remy, John has never brought a girl at their apartment, oh I know maybe he's a virgin… he's too much like you."

Wanda only smiled and shook her head; Rogue's speculations are becoming weirder and weirder by the minute. "Do you honestly believe everything that your boyfriend says?"

"Ding!" The sound of the elevator buzzer stopped the girl's on going conversation but just as Wanda was about to thank her lucky stars, Sam Gurthie, Emma Frost's blonde, well-built secretary was standing at the entrance seemingly waiting, his eyes lit up when he saw them, in his hands were two thick folders, one black the other white. Both smiled at him and continued their walk to their office but Sam cleared his throat, the politest he could muster, to get their attention. "Ahmm… excuse me ladies."

"Hey Sam, do you have any message for us?" Wanda asked.

"Ms. Frost wants you to finish these files before the exhibit." He said handing the black folder to Wanda and the red one to Rogue.

"Are yah kidding meh?" Rogue asked in frustration. "We have a presentation in two hours. Does she want to postpone that or something?"

"No ma'am, but she said that it's important for ya give her the finished documents A.S.A.P." Sam said slightly bowing his head at Rogue. "And of course she expects the two of you to present for the board meeting, which is also today."

Rogue's round eyes widened with irritation and disbelief.

More business like than her best friend, Wanda got her eyeglasses from her purse and started to read the front of the huge folder, gazing slightly at Sam as she asked. "What are these anyway?"

"Not really sure ma'am, but I think those are the client orders, new list of clients, houses in need of interior fixing and houses and gardens in need of your expertise, all them hanging since last January." Sam narrated enumerating the list using his fingers.

"Are yah kidding meh?" Rogue said again as both her and Wanda opened the folder and browsed through the thick papers inside. After a few seconds, the two switched folders and began shuffling through the pages again.

In a matter of seconds the duo scrambled off to the office that they shared and sat back to back facing their own desks, the blonde southerner was left alone looking at the empty space before him where Wanda and Rogue stood moments ago. "Women…" He said in a whisper, shaking his head as he went back to his desk.

…XXX…

10 long hours later…

After finally finishing the reports, both Wanda and Rogue slumped back into the red couch of their chocolate-colored office. Sometime during the day, they managed to finish their presentation and attend a meeting with the board of directors. Whoever said that designing was an easy job was most definitely wrong, especially if your boss was Emma Frost. The girls were just enjoying their first few minutes of serenity, when the phone rang, the unwanted noise echoed through the small room.

Rogue leaned in on Wanda, squeezing her best friend between the couch and herself. "Get it." She commanded, while placing the back of her hands in front of her eyes to cover them from the stinging light above.

"You get it; you're closer, besides I can't, not with your fat ass leaning on me." Wanda whined as she tried to push Rogue's leaning figure away from her body. "Man I shouldn't have gotten out of bed this morning; I think I am sick again." She said touching her neck and then her forehead.

Too exhausted to argue, Rogue dragged herself towards the nearest desk and answered the phone with a tone that lacked enthusiasm. "Yeah, Rogue and Wanda's… Ah mean Darkholme and Maximoff's office." The latter sentence bringing forth the alertness in her voice. "Yes ma'am!" She replied to the person on the other line with stiffness that caused Wanda to stare at her with a questioning look. "We'll be there… yes ma'am, right away." Rogue said, sighing after she placed the wireless phone back in place.

Wanda continued to look at her intently before finally opening her mouth to speak. "So who was it?"

"We are being summoned, by the Frost Queen." Rogue said walking over to her desk and reached for her red lipstick and applied some on her lips.

Wanda followed suit, arranging her hair as presentable as she could. "What for?"

"Matters of great importance." Rogue said holding her chin up and placing her hands to her waist mockingly imitating their boss' voice and actions.

"Man, just when I thought the problems were over." As Wanda finished her sentence a knock sounded through the door and the familiar face of Sam Gurthie came into view. "Hey, were on our way, no need to fetch us Sam." Wanda said smiling at the polite southerner.

"Ahh, sorry, but it seems the boss changed her mind and decided to come here herself instead. I just came to warn you." Sam replied handing a thin folder to Rogue.

"What?" Rogue said just seconds before Sam fully opened the door to let Emma Frost through. Emma is a woman in her early thirties, her long blonde hair hung neatly down her back like a curtain and she was wearing her usual outfit of pure white, from the furry jacket, the short skirt and her knee length boots. Apart from her snobbish demeanor, she was depicted by her employees and friends as 'perfect'. And with all the compliments and praises she receives, she carries herself with an air of importance, and today was no different.

As Emma sashayed through the small office, the heels of her boots gave out a click, clack sound that was too eerie for Rogue and Wanda's ears. "I don't have much time, but keep in mind that what I have to tell you is of great importance." She said with a stern voice, and placed her right hand on her waist. The action made Wanda chuckle but when both Rogue and Emma stared at her, she quickly looked away to hide her smile. "Anyway, I want you to meet someone." Emma said.

"Client?"

"Buyer?" The girls asked.

Emma crossed her arms across her chest as a young man with disheveled hair and rock-star clothes entered the office. His knee-high black boots were a little worn out, his jacket was crumpled and his blue jeans faded, although he looks a little out of place from the formal business suited people in the room, his clean shaved handsome face didn't seem to care. For a second Wanda thought he was a model, his marveling features seemed to say so, until their boss spoke up. "Meet your new partner, Lance Alvers."

"New…"

"Partner??" Wanda asked finishing Rogue's sentence.

"Yes, your new partner. Mr. Alvers here is recommended by my father, he's not a professional designer like the two of you, but he's been on some projects. I'm hoping he'd become one of the bests of this company, as the two of you are. Your new job is to help him become just that." As Emma went on, her usual angry stare was replaced with a sweet glint directed to the new guy.

"Are yah saying we show him the ropes, then that's it?" Rogue asked immediately, looking at Wanda as if reading her mind.

"Like an apprentice?" Wanda asked while eyeing their boss' new love interest.

Emma took the mirror in front of Rogue's desk and checked her face and her already perfect make-up. "No." she answered. "Lance isn't here to learn, he's here to become a top designer like you."

"But how can we do that, I thought you said he's new to the biz?" Wanda inquired.

"No, I said he had a few projects in the past, he's just too lazy to continue, show them your portfolio sometime Lancey." The faces of both Rogue and Wanda stared at Emma with pure disbelief. Rogue even pushed herself to stare at Lance with an annoyed look, which took all her strength because he was too handsome to get mad at, at first glance.

"But…" Wanda tried to protest.

"Well, so long girls." Emma said stomping out of the office with a smile. Wanda was about to let out a sigh when her head popped to the door again. "By the way, your new assignment starts today. It's a new mansion on Beverly Hills; the client is a friend of mine, so naturally I want the best to work on this project. Handle the interiors and the garden too. SAM!" she called out to her assistant "The folders!" When Sam handed another thick binder at Wanda, Emma spoke again. "The details are in there… make sure you two fill Lancey in on everything, you're scheduled to meet with the client next week to start the planning procedures. Good luck!" She called as she made her way towards the posh elevator of Frost Enterprise.

"Man." Rogue said as Wanda threw the binder onto her desk and sat down on her chair.

"Ahem." Said someone from the room and both girls look up at Lance, when both girls glared at him, Sam hurriedly excused himself and went back to his duties.

"You both seem cold, Emma said your angels… I think she assessed wrongly." Wanda never took her eyes off Lance; she was giving off unfriendly stares while Rogue was trying or more like acting to appear mad, she knew she had failed the moment Lance winked at her.

"Wha-" Rogue was about to say something when Lance inched himself closer to her.

When his face was merely inches from hers, he spoke in a whisper, but not so quiet where Wanda couldn't hear what he was saying. "I like you, you're pretty. Anyone ever told you that?"

"Yea, my boyfriend." Rogue replied and gave him a slightly irritated look that came naturally this time.

Wanda was looking at the two who were exchanging words and stares. She half expected Lance to try his luck at Rogue once more before being turned down again, but when his gaze flickered to one of the desks with a picture of a smiling Rogue and her boyfriend, she saw him sigh and then smile at her instead. 'Unbelievable' she thought as his playful gaze lingered on her.

"Wanda right, have we met before?"

"Aah no." Wanda replied, 'dude this guy sucks at punch lines'.

Lance gaze never left Wanda as he spoke. "You pretty girls can study the book and fill me in later; I'll be at the coffee shop. Call me when you need me." Lance said after placing a calling card on top of Wanda's desk. "Bye." He said giving a slight nod at Rogue. "Bye Wanda." He said in the sexiest bedroom voice he could muster before walking away, leaving both girls open mouthed with disbelief.

Rogue was the first to recover. "Wow that was a little uncalled for."

"What a flirt… Lancey must really like to throw himself at every girl he meets." Wanda said stressing the pet-name their boss called him.

"Ah think he's okay." Rogue said giving off a smile that Wanda recognizes all too well.

She shook her head at Rogue, "Yea I should have known that after all these years your types still range from flirty, arrogant, egoistic men."

"Nothing like that Wanda, Ah was just stating the obvious, Ah mean if were gonna work with him, might as well like him despite his so-called arrogance."

"I can't believe Emma would date an egoistic creep like him. And even going as far as letting us experiment with his talents and miraculously make him a designer icon or something. What? Are we on some reality T.V. show? Hard for me to grasp Rogue… it's impossible."

"It's not like we could do anything… she's the boss remember."

"Fine, you work with him, I'll stick to the project and you show him the ropes."

"Ah don't think he'd like that arrangement. Didn't yah see the way he looked at yah? Man, sometimes you're so dense."

"And here I thought you were rooting for John. You change your mind easily."

"A little comparison won't hurt Wanda; it makes the play all the more fun."

Wanda sighed at her this time. "You know that's actually what I am afraid you'd say."

"Say what?"

"Never mind." Wanda replied her gaze never left the doorway from which Lance had left.

…XXX…

2 more grueling hours later…

Rogue and Wanda once again found themselves in the now almost empty parking lot of the Frosts. It was unusual for them to see such an empty sight because they were usually one of the first ones to leave the vicinity, proof that the day was a really long and stressful one.

Rogue waved to the guard who opened the door for them. "Ah'm glad that's over. If Ah had known better, Ah would have resigned and took Remy's offer a long time ago. Ah swear this job is gonna kill meh long before Ah have grandchildren."

"Offer, what offer?" Wanda asked suspiciously.

Rogue fidgeted the hems of her top. "Nothing, nothing he offered to take meh to another job to New York, yah know, closer tah him."

Wanda shrugged; Rogue was such a bad liar. Her thoughts were followed by silence and as she forced herself to push them back, she found herself opening her mouth to speak. "Yea, oh before I forget, isn't Remy supposed to be calling, right about now?" Wanda said checking her wrist watch as she did so. "Aren't you gonna report the new guy who likes pretty women?"

"Please, he's hardly a threat to meh at least. Ah think yah should be more worried about yourself."

"I'd rather not think about it."

"Yah sure are bringing the subject up a lot."

"I am not!" Wanda shot back.

Rogue only answered with a laugh as she tossed the keys to Wanda. "You drive, my back aches a lot. Ah never thought Ah could work that much in one day." Rogue complained switching her purse on the other shoulder.

"Yeah tell me about it, do you think we should go to the spa?" Wanda asked flipping her blackberry to call for reservations; she halted mid way and stared blankly at Rogue.

"Its past eight already, spa closes at six remember?" Rogue reminded her.

Wanda on the other hand was trying to force her key in the car's key hole. "Uugh!" She successfully opened the door after three tries. "Could this night get anymore frustrating?"

"Hey girls… you look like you're on some kind of trouble." Wanda jolted a little as an unfamiliar low voice of a man came from behind her.

She quickly turned around, her hand holding Rogue's car key tight like a knife in an attempt to create a weapon for self-defense, not caring if it would make much difference. "L-Lance?" She said suddenly, as soon as she had the chance to study him more closely. "What the hell?" She said a little more loudly wishing she appeared more angry than relieved. "You arrogant… PERSON!" Her hands now struggling at her sides. "You do not scare people like that; you almost gave me a heart attack."

"Sheesh, don't get all worked up over that, no need to shout so loud." Lance said "I was just waiting for the two of you to get down."

"That wasn't a funny joke; I thought you were a rapist or something."

"Well that's the part I'm trying to portray."

"What?"

"I was acting Wanda." Lance said smirking.

'Stupid', it came from Wanda's annoyed thoughts. She then glimpsed at Rogue's grinning lips from the side; she didn't know if it was Lance or Rogue's calm response to him that annoyed her more. "Well what do you want then?" She asked.

Lance looked at her with less goofiness this time. "Well you didn't call me, like I asked you too, in order for me to take part in the Beverly Hills project; you need to feel me in on the details." His air of importance was there, Wanda flinched recognizing its similarity to that of their boss'.

"We kinda figured you wouldn't care." Wanda said her voice more stable than it had been a couple of minutes ago.

"Aah I do, Uncle Frost would really want me to take this job seriously. I owe this to him."

"Uncle… Frost?" Rogue asked more to herself than to him.

"Yea, he and my mom are siblings." Lance answered unaware of Wanda's confused expression.

"So… Lancey is…"

"Yea Wanda, Emma is my cousin. Ha ha, I told her not to call me that, it gives people the wrong idea." The girls noticed Lance's sudden change of attitude unlike earlier today; he seemed nice and almost kind. "Were just really close."

This time it was Rogue who tried to end the conversation, too tired to involve her herself in the adult bicker. "Ah- hmmm sorry for your trouble Lance, we'll just tell you the project details tomorrow." Rogue said slightly smiling before climbing in to the passenger side of the car.

"Ahhh wait. Actually I waited here not only because of that." The two women halted.

"Hmmm? What then?" Rogue asked curiously.

Lance looked at Wanda intently this time. "I was wondering, hmmm whether you would want to go out…" He asked never averting his gaze, his hand made it on hers. Rogue stifled a giggle at her friend, if it wasn't for Wanda's death glares, she would have held a thumbs up sign at Lance.

"Can't." Wanda responded instinctively, disappointment shown in the faces of both Rogue and Lance.

"Another boyfriend?" Lance asked persistent and more determined.

"I dunno, maybe." As soon as it left Wanda's mouth she regretted it. She should have said that she had a boyfriend; this would only give Lance the impression that she was somehow interested, or unsure with John. This is why she hates romance; she hated complications and off-base decisions of dating. Right now, Lance was a complication.

Lance smiled triumphantly, "No need to worry then." Wanda turned to Rogue for help but at that same moment Rogue's phone rang; she answered it immediately while the other two was left starring at her and back to each other in awkward silence. "Yea… sorry sugah got caught up at work… Yea, Ah would be home soon too, we can talk later then… uh-huh Wanda's here… We were just going…" Rogue then looked at Lance before deciding to say her parting words. "Ah love yah too, hun."

As soon as she hung up, Lance took the hint to give them time to rest and go home; he walked towards the opposite end of the parking lot to his Jaguar, but not before saying his goodbyes to both Wanda and Rogue.

"Nice save." Wanda said sarcastically as she turned towards the inside of the car.

"Sorry, Ah'll beat Remy up for his crappy timing later. Or maybe yah can do that when he comes over." The southerner said as she placed her phone back on her purse. "You should have seen the look on your face Wanda, it's priceless."

"Are you trying to push me to liking Lance?"

"That would make things complicated for you since Ah know you like John, but hey it isn't my fault your maybe boyfriend acts too slow."

"It isn't complicated." Wanda said convincing herself. "I don't even like that Lance guy."

"So yah would choose John over him?"

"Anytime, hands down, I might even call him now." Wanda said crossing her hands on across her chest.

It was at that moment that Rogue's phone rang again and after a quick glance on the screen, she slowly handed her phone to Wanda. "Here, let's give your words a test."

"Huh?" Wanda asked while she took the phone from Rogue's hands and placed it on her ear. She was expecting Remy's voice but instead she was greeted with a husky voice belonging to another.

"Hello, Wanda is that you? Its John, I couldn't reach your phone so I asked Remy for Rogue's… anyway, I just called cause I wanted to ask you about that date that we talked about… Hmmm I was wondering if you would like to go this Saturday… that is if it's not a bother… so, ahh what do you say?"

The silence was replaced with a smile on her lips. Suddenly the events of the day didn't matter one bit, Lance was quickly forgotten and Wanda didn't seem so tired anymore.

Wanda almost forgot about Rogue, who was starring at her from the passenger's seat, totally caught up on what she could discern from the conversation on Wanda's end. She wasn't usually this curious, but there was something about Wanda and John that makes her feel like she's watching some bad reality show on T.V.. The idea of Wanda possibly in love, is something still weird and foreign for her, but like any bad reality show, she wanted to know how the plot goes.

"Hmmm yea sure, Saturday's fine…" Wanda said sweetly.

Rogue hissed on the background.

"No, work was work… stressful."

"What a lame line." Rogue called exasperated. It was no use; she wasn't getting any information since Wanda was talking with five words or less. After a few more minutes, Rogue got bored and anxious so she began talking to Wanda too, to distract herself. "Wanda, Ah'm hungry."

"No it's just Rogue… yea were in her car… I left mine at home." Rogue began tapping an annoying beat on the window. "Stop that... No, not you." Wanda said. When Rogue obliged, she began talking to John again.

Rogue puffed a sigh before coming herself closer to Wanda and pressing her ear in the back of the phone.

"Hey John, I'll call you later ok? yea… goodnight." Wanda closed Rogue's phone and stared blankly at her best friend. "Eavesdropping, you're unbelievable you know that?"

"What was Ah supposed tah do, yah were mushying with your boyfriend on my phone. Taking your time, Ah might add, Ah was afraid you were gonna talk for hours." Rogue said shivering at the thought which reminded her of a brunette friend from high school, good knows she had endured too much suffering from her late night talks with her boyfriend.

"Why didn't you call your boyfriend? That's got to be a valid distraction."

"Aah hello?? Yah were using mah phone."

Wanda's mouth formed a small 'o' before returning the phone. "Sorry, I got carried away."

"All is forgiven." Rogue said as Wanda stepped on the gas and very slowly made her way to her house.

"So Saturday night huh…" Rogue declared perversely.

"Let it go Rogue…"

"Fine, fine."

A/N: Sorry it took so long and sorry its soo long… lol.

No naughty things this time, it's called a plot. Lol anyway let's all give our imaginative and playful minds a rest for a while, okay?

Thank you to my fab reviewers Ultimategammy91, roguishcharm, gambitfan85, Rogue181, tfobmv18, Goldylokz, pennylane87 and Crazy Rikku Fan.

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