Disclaimer: I don't own The X-men. Give the credit to Marvel.

A/N: This is an old story that I wrote back when I was in high school. I've decided to bring it back from the dead and re-write. This was original called 'Isabella LeBeau and the Wolverine.' So if you remember it, congrats. If you don't, then sit back and enjoy the new story. If you time, let me know what you think about it. There is a bit of French in here and I will try to make sure to in put the translation under those parts, but if I don't, I use Google Translate to get the translations.

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She Came from the Swamps

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Chapter 1

I walked through the halls of the Xavier mansion looking for my husband of three years as of today. He had disappeared sometime around 5 this morning and I hadn't seen him all day, which sucked because I hadn't seen all day yesterday either and I had hope I couldn't at least spend a couple hours with him. I walked through the kitchen, grabbing a much needed snack and headed for the garage. Logan's third favorite spot to be when he wanted peace and quiet, with his Harley.

I had learned over the last six years how to read Logan. If he was in a really bad mood, like say thinking of killing Scott or my brother Remy, he was in the woods and it was best to leave him there. I learned that the hard way and had the scar to prove it. If he was thinking, there where three thing's he did, go for a long ride, working on his Harley, or mediate at the Lake.

"Logan?" I called as I opened the door to the garage.

I looked toward where my midnight blue dodge charger, Logan's jeep, and the Harley sat. No cuss words flying, no wrenches clanking on the floor, and no smell of motor oil. I looked around the around garage, I had been in this room a dozen times. Me and Logan bonded in this room over his bike and my car. I bite into my apple on continued on my search for Logan.

"Where the hell are you, Logan?" I said as I headed toward the woods.

I stood before the trails that lead to where me and Logan first trained in my early days at the mansion. I thought back to those days when I been reunited with my brother.

Six years prior…

I ran through the swamps of New Orleans with Bobby. I had been doing this since I was twelve years old. I had never seen a Tithe before, so I was accompanying Bobby. I was the only girl in the thieves guild and one of the fastest members. I had filled my brother Remy's spot after he left. Today changed all that.

I felt something slam into my head; effectively send me to the muddy ground. I looked up to see the assassin's guild stood over me with their cold hearted leader, bella-donna.

"You'll do nicely for bait. No hard feeling's Roxanne," she said before I passed out completely.

I work several hours to see Bella-donna standing before me with a phone.

"What the hell do you want Bella-donna," I asked glaring at the witch. "You have Bobby. So what do you need of me?"

"I want someone dear to the both of us. Remy LeBeau, your dear brother, we both know that he'll come running for his little sister Roxanne," she explained.

"What makes you think that? I haven't heard nor seen Remy since he left. I'm sure in the hell ain't gonna be bait for him."

That's when she had one of her men hit me.

"Dear, sweet, stupid, little Roxanne, you don't get it. You have no choice, it's either call Remy or I beat you to inch of your pathic little life, you filthy little mutant," threatened Bella-donna.

I was beaten until my right eyes was swollen shut and my lips swollen and bloody. I didn't want to drag Remy back for this stupid tithe bull shit and I wouldn't. The thieves would get me out.

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I sat in the control booth of the danger room, running the training program for Scott, Jean, and Rogue. At that moment my sister Roxanne entered my thoughts. She had been twelve when I left with Xavier for a better live other than the guild. It was two weeks before her seventeenth birthday. I often wonder what she was doing, had she developed mutant powers or had she found her own way out of that pit of hell.

The phone rang and I answered it.

"Xavier's School," I greeted the person.

"Remy?" came a familiar voice.

"Who is this?" I asked knowing my past was going to bite me. "How did you find me?"

"Remy, it's Pierre; you got to come down quick. It's Bobby, he in trouble," said Pierre.

My little sister was still in that hell hole and she gotten herself into trouble.

"Let him get out of it," I replied.

"Remy, it's a tithe. Not only is Bobby in trouble but Roxanne can't be found either."

I hung up the phone just as Rogue. I couldn't think straight. My sister had gotten tangled up with the guild and now she might not live to see tomorrow. I had to go home and get her out of there. She wasn't even the chosen one.

"I have to go home, Chère. They're going to waste my sister and my brother," I said.

Dear

I got up and headed for the hanger to get a jet. I would save my sister and then bring her home to Xavier's. I wouldn't leave her with the guild this time.

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I sat tied to the chair in the cell. The assassin's had beaten me just like they said they would. I hope Pierre and the other's got the message after they hauled Bobby in. I was also hoping Remy would come and get me.

"Roxanne, I should have done it myself. I'm so sorry sœur," said bobby for the hundredth time.

Sister

"Tais-toi Bobby!" I replied sick of hearing his voice.

Shut up

Remy was going to kill me. As soon as I thought that I heard foot steps and heard Remy's voice talking to bobby. I stayed quiet, until Bella-donna opened my cell and I saw Remy.

"Mon Dieu! What did ya do to her?" asked Remy coming into the cell and kneeling in front of me.

My god

"I needed a safety. Who better than Roxanne? The filthy little mutant," said Bella-donna.

"Remy, I'm sorry," I whispered.

"Hush, Roxie, It's okay now," he replied pulling me out of the chair and into his arms. "Ya didn't have to beat her to death. She's just a little girl."

I was crying as Remy carried me out to Bobby.

"Get her medical attention Bobby," he said.

"Don't go Remy, please," I pleaded.

"Petit, I promise I'll see ya soon," said Remy leaning down to kiss my forehead.

Little

Bella-donna interrupted us.

"I'm afraid Roxanne is not apart of the deal. She'll be staying right here."

Remy and Bobby shared a look before Remy carried me back to the cell.

"Remy…"

"Hush petit, I'll get you out of here, I promise."

The door shut and that was the last I saw Remy. It was late that night when my door opened and Remy came back for me with three other people. Two red heads and a dark hair man. Both the women gasped at the sight of me and the man growled.

"Remy, qui sont-ils?" I asked in straight French.

Who are they?

"Ce sont mes amis de New York," he replied in French. "I said I was getting you out and I am. No more thieves guild for you."

"Come on, we need to get her to the black bird and we'll be able to treat her better," said one of the red haired women.

Remy carried me back to the jet where I was passed off to the dark haired man. I started to panic.

'Don't worry Roxanne, Logan won't hurt you. Remy will meet us back at the mansion in the quint jet. I'm going put you under so you can rest better. My name is Jean, I'll be looking after you until we get you back.'

I looked around to see one of the red haired women smiling at me warmly. And for the second time that day I felt safe. I let sleep take a hold of me.

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