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This part is a bit longer than usual, got carried away while I was writing it, and still the next part will be
catching up, so initially, what was supposed to be part 9 is going to be part 10, that's why this part is longer,
but you don't care about that. Enjoy, and please let me know what you think.

Who You Are
Part Eight
By Tom

The night was quiet in Sydney Woman's hospital. Outside, the rain pounded like crazy, this being the middle
of winter, but inside the building was insulated from that sound and atmosphere. Most of the lights were out
with an exception of few small bulbs along the main corridor. The doctor on duty, Dr. Carol Jones was
sleeping in a chair in her office, the lack of matters to attend to being one of the major factors of her falling
asleep. With her, the rest of the hospital was asleep, as if a magic spell was cast upon them.

Then, suddenly a child in bed number 666 awoke, in no ordinary fashion. It's eyes opened wide and yellow,
lime like light shone from it. The child did not cry or make a sound like any other child would, but this was
not a normal child anymore. It began moving in it's bed, ripping off the life support machines that were
connected to it. That done, the child sat up in it's bed and looked around, ensuring it had not awakened
anyone. The week old child, got up to it's feet and began glowing with same energy that shone from it's eyes.
It's body began lifting off the bed and soon, it was floating in the air like a ghost. It began moving towards the
door on the left. On it's way it passed a large glass window, and it stopped, looking at it's own reflection
which showed a strange creature not of this world, with red skin and sharp pointy teeth. The child shrugged
and continued it's journey towards the door. Once there, it turned the handle and opening the door it
"floated" outside.

Once on the main corridor the baby landed on the floor and looked around carefully. Seeing no one it turned
left and began slowly walking down the corridor, still unsure of it's steps but learning the new experience with
every second. And as the entire hospital slept for what seemed like a eternity, the child disappeared.

***

"But Logan I don't want to see a doctor !" Betsy said for the last time, trying to emphasize her words.

"No can do Betss. You're gonna see Hank in his lab, straight away."

"But I don't need to. I'm not sick ! Besides, they all hate me."

"Not Hank you gotta admit that, he loves everyone."

No response.

"Awww c'mon Betsy, you've been through so many changes, we need to run some tests, I bet you want to
know why your telephatic power is lower too."

"They told you to do this, didn't they ?" Betsy asked.

"No Betsy, Scott and Professor have nothing to do with this. This is just me, coming as a friend Betss. I care
about you, and I think we, me and you need to know what kind of ground we're standing on. Look I
promise, no one will see these results except you and me, I won't even tell Professor that I ran these tests.
And I'll make sure Hank keeps his mouth shut too."

Betsy bit her lip. "Okay, but if anyone else finds out about this.."

"They won't believe me."

A loud knock announced that there was someone at the door. "Betts you're in there ?" Remy's voice asked
over the door.

"Yeah come in Remy."

Logan looked at Betsy, chuckling. "I'll see ya at Hank's lab in an hour. Don't forget, and make sure you're
not late." Betsy looked at him, irritated as he chuckling opened the door looking straight at Remy. "Later
Cajun. Remember what I told you."

"Don't worry old man, some of us still have the strength to defend a woman." Gambit said with a smirk.

Logan waved his hand and walked off down the corridor. Remy closed the door and faced Betsy. "You
were right, he is overprotective."

Betsy laughed, walking up to Remy. She put her hands around his neck kissing him passionately. "I can tell
the same for my handsome cajun."

It was Remy's turn to laugh as he picked up Betsy. She looked at him, unsure of what he was doing. "Been
outside today ?"

"No."

"Then let's go." He circled the bed and walked towards the window. She was still wearing her night shirt, as
Logan woke her up with the announcement that she was going to Hank's. Remy pulled the curtains open and
began stepping up to the ledge.

"Remy are you insane ? What are you doing ?"

"Goin' outside." Remy said, while climbing the window ledge with Betsy still in his arms.

"No way ! I'm not even dressed."

"Eh who cares, we'll be on the roof it's not like there are people who can fly here or something." Remy
stopped. "If you forget Rogue, Warren, Stormy, Banshee and Jean of course." he continued smiling to
himself. "But who cares. Let's go anyway."

Betsy was about to say something but she looked down and remembered how far her room was from the
ground. She closed her eyes and was about to tell Remy that she'd had enough but suddenly she felt being
placed on a firm surface. She looked around and saw she was lying on the roof. "How did we get here so
fast ?" he asked surprised.

"Piece of cake chere, all I had to do was grab the drain and pull myself up. And there's heaps of cracks
along the...." Betsy looked at him, obviously not understanding what he was talking about. "Old thief skills."
Remy explained a grin pasted all over his face.

"Oh I see." Betsy said. Remy sat down beside her and few minutes they just kissed, embracing each other,
Remy's hands traveling up and down Betsy's body. Finally, they stopped and Remy rolled off, laying down
beside her looking up at the sky. They remained silent for few minutes, just looking at the sky, holding hands.

"Dis is the place we first came to, remember ?" Remy said.

"Yeah, and I almost fell of the roof."

Remy chuckled. "Yeah that's the one."

"I was so nervous then, I suppose it was bound to happen."

"Why ?" he asked lifting his head and looking at her.

"I don't know.. I just was nervous, you know, I hadn't met a man in a long time, and my last love died, you
know I wasn't really great on relationships for a long time, and then... then you came along." she smiled. "I
guess I was just nervous about seeing a guy."

"I'm not really that nerve shattering am I ?" he asked with a giant smile.

"Yeah you wish." she said slapping him on the back of the head. "Aaau." he complained. He grabbed Betsy's
hands and began wrestling her, trying to pin her down. She laughed and fought back, trying to kick him off,
but he was too heavy, and he was managing to keep her down. She tried getting up, but he had the upper
hand.

"Leeet go." she screamed in a scared girlish voice, laughing at her own mockery.

"We'll see who's the handsome cajun here lady." Remy said suddenly tickling Betsy on her stomach. She
cracked up laughing trying to roll away, begging for him to stop, but he kept on tickling her as tears came to
her eyes.

"Stop it !" she shouted trying to push him off with her hands. Suddenly, his hand slipped and he fell forward
and to stop himself from falling, he grabbed the first thing in reach which turned out to be Betsy's right breast.

A stone cold silence fell after that, both looking each other straight in the eyes, none of them quite prepared
for this. Remy gulped, not sure what was going to happen next. Betsy's face, colored with embarrassment
turned red. "Not yet Remy." she whispered in a husk voice turning away.

Remy took his hand off, turning away. Silence filled the area, as the heavy atmosphere hung in the air. Remy
sat down and stared off to the horizon. After few moments, it was Betsy who got up and walked up to
Remy. She sat down behind him and embraced him, pulling his back to her chest. "I'm sorry." she
whispered.

"It's okay."

"No it's not, it's just that I'm not ready yet. I know I sound like a little school girl, but I'm not ready. I know
you want to, but I.. I just can't, yet."

"It's really okay." he said turning around. He looked her in the eyes. He wanted her, more than he ever could
remember wanting a woman, and he never waited so long, in normal circumstances, he would be at it long
ago. So what was keeping him now ? He smiled. "I can wait Elizabeth, I... I.. I love you I suppose, and that
should help me wait. I understand.

Betsy gasped as he spoke those words, she never heard them from his mouth before, up until now he was in
it for fun, and he wasn't a guy who just would love women. He was there for his reasons. But this time, it
seemed different, it was different. He had just told her he loved her. "Oh Remy." she said kissing him, tears
of joy running down her face. "I love you too, and thank you, thank you for waiting." she said hugging him.

He smiled.

***

"Awww would ya look at them. It's so sweet. It's even better then in the novels."

"Rogue are you sure we should be doing this ?" Colossus asked not for the first time, as he rocked high
above the ground, in Rogues' hands.

"All right, quit complainin' Pete's before they hear you." Rogue answered heading for the ground. "Besides
it's good to know Betsy found a guy, she was so depressed."

"Da I suppose, but we shouldn't be spying on them." Colossus said as he landed on the ground, Rogue doing
the same next to him.

"You're so stiff sometimes Pete." Rogue complained rolling her eyes. "C'mon let's get a drink before you
dehydrate."

"I must admit Rogue, you are much more fit than I thought you'd be." Colossus said walking into the mansion
behind Rogue.

"See you shouldn't underestimate women like that Petey. You know we should work out like that more
often."

"Da I can understand what you mean, we after all are the powerhouses of the team, we should be able to
work together fluently."

"Yeah whatever you say." said Rogue laughing.

***

"Remy really you don't need to come with me."

"I want to chere."

"But it's only a check up, nothing important."

"You're not embarrassed of me coming are you ?"

"No of course I'm not."

"Then let's go." Remy said pushing her into the doorway.

Betsy opened the door and walked in, with Remy behind her.

"You're and hour late." Logan said a sharp voice.

"Sorry Lo.."

"And you brought a friend. Great." Logan cut in staring at Gambit.

"Hey mon ami, don't make me kick you like I did last time." Remy said backing Betsy.

"Ahem, if I may cut in, ladies and gentlemen." said Hank from behind Logan. "We have some test to run, and
if you start a fight Wolverine you'll break everything around, and I would not like that, so can we just start ?"

"Sure bub." Logan answered shortly.

Hank walked up to Psylocke and smiled. "C'mon Elizabeth follow me, we'll try to make this as short as we
can." He grabbed Betsy's shoulder and lead her to the med. table. Gambit followed them giving Logan an
evil look before smiling and continuing. Betsy sat down on the bed and Remy sat down opposite her, in a
chair while Logan stood behind Hank watching everything carefully, his arms crossed on his chest.

"So Elizabeth, from what Logan told me, we want to run tests for you D.N.A. to find out if this is a clone
body, or someone else's body. As you know I can take any part of you, and it will have your D.N.A. in it, I
could just cut out some of your hair, but I don't think you would like that." Hank said with a grin.

"Yeah I paid some attention in biology class, but not much."

"Ah, the distaste of children to science." Hank whispered to himself, while Remy behind him smiled. "When
we have your D.N.A. code figured out, we can then compare it to your previous D.N.A. code to see if it
has changed. If that body is a clone, the code will be almost identical, but there will be a small variation. If
this body is of another person then the D.N.A. will be totally different. But, if your body is actually some sort
of evolution from the previous one, then your outline will be similar to the previous code, but there will be
major changes, such as to your hair color, skin color, even body shape. So right now we're looking at three
possibilities. Your body is either a clone, or an evolution or of some other person. Which it is now I cannot
tell the results will tell us. Of course there could be a surprise waiting for us, but we won't know that till we
finish the tests. So in conclusion, all I will need to do is take some of your blood."

"But I hate needles !" Betsy cried.

Beast rolled his eyes. "I never have gotten a different response from one patient."

"You want me to hold your hand honey ?" Remy said in the best mother voice he could manage.

"Shut up Remy." Betsy said turning her attention to Beast. "Okay do it."

Hank pulled out a needle and flicking his fingers on it few times he placed it on Betsy's hand. "This will only
hurt a little."

Betsy fought not to laugh when he said that, but as soon as the sharp needle pierced her soft skin the grimace
of pain appeared on her face. She bit her lip in order not to squirm, and clenching her teeth she waited for
Hank to take the needle out. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity he did, and had a tube filled with
extremely red blood. She never though blood was so red.

As Beast emptied the tube into another one , which he closed and labeled Elizabeth Braddock, 12.08.91,
and placed on his desk. He handed Betsy a piece of cotton and she pressed it to the wound to stop the
bleeding. "Unfortunately, I don't have the resources in here right now to do these tests. I have been
rebuilding my lab, since the ship was destroyed and we moved in here but I have yet to have full gear. So I'll
need to get this checked by some of my friends at Star Labs. Okay ?"

"Yeah okay, that's no problem."

"Unfortunately it's going to take some time, about a week."

"That's okay I've waited so long, I can wait a week." Betsy said. She felt weak after giving blood, she still
hadn't eaten anything that day.

"And now for the other test, and that's to find out why your powers have been so low after your
transformation. I understand you were a powerful telepath before."

"Yes, pretty powerful." Betsy replied. "You know tricking whole villages, communication links for the whole
group, mind probes and so on. Maybe not as powerful as some other telepaths, but still quite powerful."

Remy grinned. He could just imagine Betsy pulling out information out of someone's mind, by force.

"And now ?"

"Weak very weak. I can't even get through the weakest psi shields, and the biggest manifestation I can make
is the psychic knife, and that's full power."

"I see, about 50% loss of magnitude." Beast answered writing something down on the pad in his hand. "Well
Betsy, you'll need to change into these clothes." Beast said pointing at a long blue night shirt that was lying
down on the bed next to her. "And I'll see you at this machine." he said pointing out a big glass tube in the left
of the room.

Betsy got up and grabbed the night shirt and began walking towards the ladies changing room. To their
surprise Remy got up and walked after her. No one stopped him and soon they entered the ladies room,
together. Beast wiped sweat of his forehead and began picking up his equipment. "What's wrong Hank ?"
Logan asked from behind him.

"Nothing Logan, it's just that, well I fell a little strange around Betsy."

"I noticed ya were very formal. That's not like you Hank. The Hank I know would be making a crack at
every second word."

"Well it's just that, oh it's nothing forget it Logan." Beast said picking up a pile of readings and moving them
off the table.

"Oh no you don't Hank, what's wrong."

"Well you know more than half of X-Men are talking of her as a possible traitor, and a complete stranger."

"Hank you don't believe that bullshit, do you ?"

"No of course not, I know Betsy is an X-Man, always was, but when all of your friends around you are
telling you the same thing, you kind of start listening to it."

"Hank..."

"No don't worry Logan I don't believe it, but sometimes it seems quite strange, that she just appeared out of
nowhere, looking so different."

"Don't give me that shit Hank, I know you don't believe it."

"Of course I don't..."

"Then what's the problem ?"

"Nothing is.." Hank took a deep breath wiping off sweat of his forehead. "Look Logan it just seems very
unusual, all X-Men have been through considered for Betsy to turn up like this out of nowhere. That's why
I'm running these tests, that's why we are running them. Now lets stop this stupid conversation before any of
them hear us."

"All right Hank, but remember Betsy is a hero and X-Man. Always was, always will. Just because she looks
different doesn't make her worse."

***

Remy stared at the closed door in front of him, where inside Betsy was changing. "So chere, what do you
think the results will be like ?"

"I don't know Remy." she said after a brief silence. "Hank's talk has gotten me confused, but really I never
thought that this body could have been an evolution of the last one, so I suppose this is going to help
something."

"Don't worry, whatever it is, we can handle it."

^We. He said we.^ Betsy thought. Silence fell upon them, and Remy noticed the door wasn't fully closed
and that he could peek inside. Soundlessly, he stuck his head in the doorway and looked inside, through a
narrow crack. Inside he could see Betsy standing with her back to him, with nothing on.

^Look at that....^ Remy didn't finish as Betsy shouted at him.

"Remy ! You better not be doing what I think you're doing."

Remy moved his head back quickly and sat down soundlessly on a bench. "Doing what ?"

"Stalking." Betsy said walking out of the bathroom, dressed in the night shirt and handling Remy her clothes.

"I wasn't stalking."

"Yeah right. Let's go." she said opening the door to the lab, walking out, the confused Remy heading after
her.

***

Betsy blinked as stunningly bright lights shone straight at her. She was in a big glass tube, and above her she
could work out Beast's furry outline. "Okay Elizabeth, I'll begin the test now. Are you ready ?"

"Yeah." She could See Hank pressing some buttons and Wolverine's and Remy's face out in the distance,
this glass made everything seem so far away. It began moving and disappearing into a tunnel, within a wall. It
moved back into the wall fully, and only Betsy's feet could be seen as she laid on the bed inside the glass
tube, preparing herself for the test. Bright red lights began flashing in front of her eyes and she had to close
them as they were terribly bright. She knew that this test wouldn't run for long, maybe a minute, and that it
wouldn't hurt anything.

But her thoughts were far away from it, in fact they were on Remy. He tried showing her in every way that
he wanted sex. She did as much as he did, and she understood him, but she just couldn't. Not yet. She had
been saying that for weeks now, and wasn't sure how long Remy could take no as an answer. If he was the
man everyone thought he was he would have done that a long ago. But yet he hang in there, accepting every
time she told him no. Heck, he told her he loved her, and he meant it. She should return that, she knew it,
and if she kept saying no all the time, he would go away, and that was the last thing she wanted. But could
she just give in like that ? Yes she could but she was afraid, afraid that this body might have not been used to
sex. Afraid it would feel like the first time again. And she certainly didn't want that. But Remy deserved it. He
had been there for her in the last weeks, every time she needed him. He had kept faith in her, encouraged
her. Held her when she cried. God, she didn't even wonder about how she got changed before. Before, that
was all she spent her time thinking of, and now, now she would either spend her time with him, or think
about him. She wasn't depressed.

The sudden move of the glass tube, brought her back to reality. The test was over, and soon, she saw blurry
images of Hank, Remy and Logan all standing around her. It took her a while to get used to the light in the
lab. "So ?" she asked.

"Got what I wanted Elizabeth. I'll summarize you on the results tomorrow. Are you feeling well ?"

"Just a little dizzy." She said getting up, her body swirled and she fell back on to the bed again. "A lot dizzy in
fact." she added touching her spinning head.

"C'mon chere, I'll take you to your room." Remy said. He picked her up and began walking out of the lab
with her in his arms.

"Later Cajun." Logan called after him.

"Bye."

Logan gulped, and began speaking choosing his words carefully. "Thanks for taking care of Betss, it really
means a lot." Logan said, trying hard to keep his face unreadable.

Remy turned back and looked at the older man, for a while, not sure what to say. "Thanks." he finally said.
Turning around, he carried the half asleep Betsy out of the lab, Logan looking at him all the time until he was
gone, a look of approval in his eyes.

End Part Eight