Wanda and Remy at Harry's

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Wanda finally has a chance to welcome Remy home - and give him his birthday gifts.



Wanda cleared the crowd and shook her head - it was as if all of Xavier's had arrived. Though, looking around wryly, she realized it probably well had. But a familiar, and missed, face caught her attention and she brightened, heading over to where Remy had managed to grab a seat. "Welcome back," she said, loud enough to be heard over the crowd. She snagged a seat, continuing as she settled in it, "You've been missed."

She'd seen him only briefly the night they'd taken Apocalypse down and had very little down time afterwards to find him.

"De Canadian told me dat he thinks you slept wit' de singer of dis band. Dat true, because if so, Remy need to seriously rework his office intelligence network. I go away for six months, and dey leave me right out of de good gossip." Remy took a sip from his bourbon and smiled at her.

At that, she laughed. "If you think that's juicy, you need to mark some time in your schedule and I can fill you in on all of it." She accepted her own drink as a waitress drifted by and took a moment to take a sip before she brought up her purse. "Well, your timing was awful because of course you would be gone over your birthday. Luckily for you, I had Jubilee grab these for me when she picked up some of my items from the apartment." Wanda slid a few brightly colored packages across the table.

"I don't need to see pictures of you and Bishop having sex. Mark already put dem up on de internet." Remy accepted the gifts and tore open the wrapping. One major problem with fleeing around the world from assassins, you tended to get behind on your television, a problem that Wanda had solved with several DVDs loaded with Remy's regular shows from around the world. Trust Wanda to actually get the spellings of Urdu soaps right.

"Merci, chere. Remy already told people dis, but it's good to be home. I actually missed de day to day annoyances dat you people put me through."

"You're welcome. There's also some alcohol, very old and very good, that I picked up in Russia for you. It was either continually buy the stuff each night or spend my nights attempting to murder a miniature magician. Life here is never boring." Wanda grinned at the last bit. "You realize that in a week, I'm going to remind you that you said that. I wish I could say that people changed but it is nice to come home to something you recognize, at least."

"I don't need change. Having everyone still alive enough of a shock dat I'm not looking for anything else."

Wanda thought about that for a moment. "Mmm, true. What can I say? We have enough survival instincts to at least last six months. You should be proud." Some still had work to do but, to be honest, the group that they were that day - she almost couldn't believe it. They were a cohesive group that she never doubted had her back. "Sofia did throw me out of a helicopter the other day but we had wine and made up afterwards."

"Yeah, I think maybe it best you keep you dating private." Remy countered dryly.