FIC: Seasons of Growth Chapter 8
- Title: Seasons of Growth
Chapter 8: Separation Anxiety
Author: November Tuesday
Summary: Maggie adapts.
Continuity: Series begins 3 years after X1.
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Author's Notes: Thanks to N. E. Star for beta.
The summer before Rogue's first semester of college seemed to last
forever. She and Maggie spent nearly every waking moment together.
She was always seen around campus with the little girl in tow.
Everyone was surprised at how mature she seemed, how she seemed like
a natural mother. She took Maggie to the library in town, glaring at
anyone who stared at the little girl's blue hair. The other kids
didn't seem to care one bit and always played with her.
Marie taught Maggie all about different birds and stars and trees,
and music. She taught her things even she didn't know, things from
Logan and Cody and Eric Lensherr. They ate together in the dining
hall and walked together on the grounds.
Two days after they picked Maggie up Rogue took a cart from the
medbay and moved her things from the room she shared with Kitty and
Jubilee to the small third-floor suite.
The first time they fell asleep together Rogue woke to find her,
Maggie, and the bed soaked in urine. Maggie claimed to have already
learned to use the potty but every night it happened. Jean assured
her that the bedwetting, common for a child Maggie's age, was even
more common in a child who had been so traumatized. She was reluctant
to give her medication at such a young age but she helped her get a
device with an alarm that sounded when the bed was wet. Rogue stocked
up on diapers, bought a rubber mattress cover, and adjusted to waking
up at least once every night and doing laundry every day.
Maggie had nightmares nearly every night. She woke up crying and if
Marie was not within sight, she panicked. Rogue didn't know how she
was going to start college without the girl freaking out. Rogue tried
to get Maggie to spend lots of time with the other adults in the
house, so that Maggie could get to know them. Her favorite was the
professor, and then Storm, Esther, Jubilee, and Scott. Rogue began to
leave her with someone for short periods of time, so that she could
get used to it. After two months, she was able to be away from Rogue
for fifteen minutes without throwing a tantrum. Still, the bedwetting
Esther Bankston left her house and life behind in Valdosta and took
residence at Xavier's as cook, errand-runner, teaching assistant and
general girl Friday.
Rogue bought one of Xavier's cars, a 1990 Toyota Corolla, and was
always driving somewhere with Maggie. Rogue and Kitty took her into
New York City for a trip. They saw the Met and the statue of liberty.
Rogue looked up at the statue, and that night seemed to be in another
lifetime. They went to the Empire State Building, where Rogue had
never been, and on the observation deck Maggie began screaming. Rogue
quickly ducked back inside and held her tight, smoothing her hair
back and telling her again and again that she was safe. Maggie's
favorite part of the trip was staying in the big hotel, begging to
ride the elevators again and again.
Eloise had found the information on the girl's parents. Aaron and
Sheila Detwiler, ages 24 and 29, he with a history of retail theft
and assault, she with a gun possession charge. One day Xavier and
Rogue met with Dean Tierney. They called the girl's parents. On the
third ring, a woman answered.
"Is this Sheila Detwiler?" Dean asked.
"My name is Dean Tierney. Do you know where your daughter Maggie is?"
"We don't have a daughter." They could tell from the pause before the
woman spoke that she was lying. Rogue got up and started to pace.
"So the birth certificate for Magdalene Leigh Detwiler that I'm
looking at is incorrect? Because it lists the mother as one Sheila
Detwiler of Ellicott City, Maryland."
"Don't call here again." There was a quiet click and then a dial tone
echoed through the speakerphone.
Xavier hung up.
"That was definitely her." Rogue said.
"If you apply for guardianship they probably won't contest it. On the
other hand, if you file a police report, the whole thing can wind up
as a long ugly custody battle, with Maggie placed in custody of the
state in the interim. Since you didn`t report the abandonment when
you found her, it would be your word against theirs."
"That's clearly not the route we want to pursue." Xavier said,
staring thoughtfully into space. "What if we find other family?"
"If they are willing to assume custody, and petition the court, that
will work too."
"Let's try again to find the grandmother. I'll see if I can access
more information about the family telepathically. Meanwhile, Eloise
can keep looking for the parents' birth certificates."
"Call me when you get more information," Dean said. "We'll meet and
go from there."
September came and Rogue and Kitty went to campus to buy their books
for the first semester. They would both be attending Westchester
College in Salem Center. Rogue had no idea what she would major in.
Kitty, on the other hand, wanted to study electrical engineering and
only electrical engineering. They would have no classes in common.
The night before their first day of college, Maggie pitched a fit. "I
wanna go to school too!"
"Maggie, WC is a school for big people. You're too little."
"I don't want you to leave." Maggie threw her Barbie doll. It bounced
off the TV.
"It's just during the day. C'mere, Mags." Maggie walked over and
Rogue lifted her up. "Essie is gonna come watch you at nine, okay.
I'll be back before three, and we'll have time to go for our walk
before dinner. I promise."
But Maggie just sulked, and when it was time for her and Kitty to
leave for campus, she started crying and screaming so much that Rogue
thought she was physically hurt.
Essie looked dubiously at the screaming girl, obviously rethinking
her commitment to babysit.
Rogue knelt down at Maggie's eye level. Eventually Maggie looked at
her. The tears on Maggie's face broke her heart.
"Listen to me Maggie. I am not abandoning you. I am leaving just
until the big hand is on the three, and then I'll be back."
This did nothing to calm Maggie, who screamed more, and, when Rogue
stood up, she clung to her leg. She scooped the girl up, kissed her,
and handed her to Essie, all the while with guilt coursing through
She was quiet as she and Kitty walked downstairs to the garage. They
both had ten o' clock classes. Rogue felt apprehensive and mildly
nauseous as they set off.
Chapter 9 is up at novemberotica.com