Xavier frowned the next morning as he read Remy's detailed report. It wasn't the report that disappointed him, it was the fact that Remy hadn't responded to his invitation to meet. He was ashamed that his comments the night before had such a negative impact on the young man. He responded after a few minutes thanking the man for his report and reiterating the invitation to meet at their usual cafe. He didn't need the distractions or illusions of a new setting like the elaborate restaurant they had met at the last time had offered.
He awaited a response that never came, and worried that he had pushed the young man too far. He held back from sending an invitation once again, perhaps if he backed off a little the man would come around. He wired the boy's payment and thanked him again for his work. He thought that a break from the relationship may do them both good; it had become difficult to simply think of Remy as his employee. In his opinion the boy was too young to be completely on his own, but Xavier could do nothing to change that.
His worry for Remy was pushed aside gradually as the X-Men went through one major change after another. The team grew larger and the school enrollment reached its limits for the first time since it had opened. He recruited new mutants to fight for his cause and many of them became teachers for the increasingly popular school. He got lost in his work as he saw signs that his dream was finally beginning to succeed.
His attention turned to politics a few months later and he went to Washington DC often to bring awareness to the discrimination that was pressed upon mutants and fought to enact new laws to protect them. Dr. Hank McCoy often joined him and the two of them were optimistic that they would gain some rights for mutants when sympathies briefly turned to their side. It was a devastating blow when the short-lived support was withdrawn and they were once again alone in their fight.
He hardly noticed that he had stopped keeping in regular contact with Remy until it had been too late. At first he had continued to invite the man to meet with him, but Remy hardly acknowledged his requests. When he finally did acknowledge the requests he had more excuses then Xavier could dissuade. He grasped for reasons to stay in contact with Remy thinking up unnecessary jobs that he could offer the boy in his effort to bring him back. Nothing he said was accepted by Remy; the boy seemed to no longer be interested in continuing their relations.
Regardless of that, Remy continued to write him and he was glad to not lose the boy completely. Sometimes the e-mails were full of formalities that had become long ago unnecessary and sometimes they were simple in language and in thought. The boy seemed to be exploring the world, describing a new location every few messages. That realization made him worry less because he accepted that Remy needed to explore his options at this time in his life. He was amused by the boy's love of Australia. Fields of strawberries, beautiful beaches and accents that made him feel less self-conscience of his own were only a few of the reasons the boy had listed. That had brought a smile to his face because of the simplicity of such an admission. Remy had always been complex and Xavier was relieved to see him find wonder in the world around him.
His distastes of cold weather didn't surprise Xavier and led him to invite the boy to visit the next summer when New York would once again be warm. Remy once again ignored the recommendation and instead informed him that he would be traveling back to Western Europe soon. The boy seemed to be enjoying himself and Xavier was content to live vicariously. Xavier had seen enough of the world to understand the subtle details of his travels. Remy’s email about France had warmed his heart as the boy admitted he found a café that reminded him of the one they often visited in New York. He was glad to hear Remy still thought of him even though he was reluctant to talk of anything more important than landmarks and delicacies. It gave him hope that the boy would one day return.
The team had become large and talented enough by that point that Remy wasn't really necessary anymore; although Xavier was prepared to welcome him back if the boy simply requested it. The information that he had always relied on Remy for was gathered by the X-Men now. Sometimes Wolverine would act alone, other times a team would back up Kitty as she slipped into sensitive places. They also now had Kurt who didn't live permanently at the mansion but could always be called upon if a situation arose. They made things work with what they had, but Xavier would never forget that Remy had been essential in the previous years when such things hadn't been possible.
Six months after Remy had broken into the mansion Xavier decided to stop asking the boy to meet him. He had been wrong about his previous assessment; Remy was old enough to decide what to do on his own. He was glad that the boy still informed him of his travels and he made sure to thank the boy for the updates. He wasn't terribly concerned when he didn't hear from Remy the next few weeks, but when he hadn't heard from Remy at all the next month he was compelled to send the boy a message inquiring if he was alright. When his message yielded no response he became alarmed.
A flare of mutant powers and the destruction of a building in Seattle turned his attention away from Remy once again. He deployed the X-Men immediately which turned out to be a mistake. The X-Men arrived just in time to be blamed for the incident by the unhelpful camera crews that surrounded the place. They never found the mutant responsible and Xavier was confounded by the person’s disappearance. The FOH was quickly sent in and the X-Men retreated in order to prevent further injuries. Overall the mission had been a disaster and it required much of his attention to dissuade the attention that had been placed on his X-Men.
By the time his attention had turned back to Remy it had been six months since he heard from the boy and he had a hard time hiding his nervousness about Remy's disappearance. He tried to convince himself that perhaps Remy had gone on a job that didn't allow such contact, but he knew something was wrong. He tried scanning for the boy regularly, but knew Remy's shields were somehow capable of keeping him well hidden.
When his worry had threatened to overwhelm him he did the only thing he could think of to inquire about Remy’s safety. He knew the boy had been exiled, but even an exiled thief was still a child of the Guild so he contacted Mr. LeBeau. The conversation was short and offered him little reassurance. LeBeau was still angry about past communications and Remy was not a topic that he welcomed discussing. However by the end of the conversation Xavier was fairly certain that LeBeau was just as worried about Remy as he was. The Guild had exiled the boy with good reason LeBeau had assured him, but he did not wish harm to come to him. He had admitted that his contacts had been unable to find Remy for some time, but the Guild Master believed the boy was still traveling the world like he had been. Xavier disagreed and asked for LeBeau to contact him if he had any new information to offer.
It was a little over a week later when Jean-Luc LeBeau contacted him, his voice slightly panicked. “Why are you searching for Remy?” he had asked the question unexpectedly and Xavier struggled to answer it.
“I’m worried he may be in trouble,” Xavier admitted. “He normally contacts me regularly, but I haven’t heard from him in months.”
“His accounts have been inactive for months,” Jean-Luc informed him.
“Perhaps he has others that you aren’t aware of,” Xavier replied.
“Remy and I have no quarrel Xavier, I sent him away in order to save his life,” he explained. “My son would have no reason to hide money from me.”
“Your son?” Xavier was surprised by the statement.
“So you do not know as much about him as you pretend,” he sighed. “Yes, Remy is my son and I believe your worry is warranted.”
“That is not reassuring,” Xavier retorted.
“It was not meant to be,” Jean-Luc replied. “When was the last time you heard from him?” he asked.
“It has been months,” Xavier informed him.
“Can you be more specific?” the man asked.
He was in front of his computer so he searched for the last message he had received and informed the man that it had been dated almost seven months earlier.
“No one has heard from him since then,” Jean-Luc informed him. “Have you been searching?”
“Of course,” Xavier replied. “Have you?”
“I admit I wasn’t paying much attention until your call,” Jean-Luc admitted. “He is exiled; I cannot afford to spend much time worrying about the boy.”
“But he’s your son,” Xavier reminded him even though the information was new to him.
“He does not need me interfering,” Jean-Luc replied curtly.
Xavier wanted to reply angrily to the statement but he allowed the moment to pass. He now more than ever was glad he paid close attention to the boy. Remy needed someone to continue looking out for him. “I will keep searching,” he informed Jean-Luc.
“As will I,” the man informed him. “I will share any information I find and I expect the same in return,” Jean-Luc demanded.
“Of course,” Xavier agreed easily. He wanted as many people as possible to be out looking for the boy.