Disclaimer: Rogue and Gambit are Marvels, as are the X-men ,everything else is mine, thank you. " Baby, Don't You Break My Heart Slow" Belongs to Vonda Shepard . Take place After "Wicked Games"
Don't You Break My Heart Slow
The sound of the Harley roared out into the vast openness of the Westchester countryside. The rider drove the Harley to it's limits, ether trying to drive the demons out of his soul or to wake them up. His shortened reddish brown hair waved violently in the wind. His knuckles show up white on the handles, his grip deathly tight.
As the Harley weaves it's path through, the rider thinks about what made him run.
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Two hours ago
Rogue waited up for Remy for the third time that week. They had taken up residence in the boathouse, Rogue becoming the happy home maker very quickly, and Remy becoming the happy father- to- be. Rogue started to worry about Remy. He had been coming home very late every evening saying he was taking in some extensive training lessons. At first, Rogue blindly accepted it, but now she was fearful.
I like the way you wanted me
Every night for so long, baby
And I like the way you needed me
Every time things got rocky
I was believing in you
Was i mistaken?
Do you say,
Do you say what you mean?
I want our love to last forever.
Rogue had turned on the radio not very long ago. The song was starting to rattle her nerves. She moved over and quickly turned it off. Ah'm bein' silly. Remy wouldn't cheat on me... he loves me. She moved over to the kitchen sink, mindful of her softly rounding stomach. She layed a hand on her stomach, growing full with her and Remy's child. A small smile curls over her lips. Ah'm so happy. This baby has been mah dream for so long.
Slowly she reached over and turned the radio on again. The song was still on. She decided to listen to it, anything but the silence she was facing.
I'd rather you be mean
then love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth,
And have to say good-bye
I'd rather take a blow,
At least then i would know.
But Baby, don't you break my heart slow, no.
She sighed softly then heard footsteps at the front door. The door opened and in walked Remy, in casual clothes. Odd, when does he do trainin' in street clothes? Somethin' ain't right here.
Remy looked at her, a bit surprised she was up. He closed the door behind him and looked as if he was a kid caught with his hand firmly in the cookie jar. He ran a hand through his hair and his red on black eyes got this apologetic look.
" Chere, Remy didn't know you'd stay up for him. If dat wuz de case, he would 'ave cut his trainin' short tonight." He said, coming towards her.
Rogue let out the breath she was holding. She planted her hands on her hips.
"Remy, Logan told me tonight that he had th' trainin' room booked tonight, all night." Rogue said, seeing the caught look in his eyes.," Now , will you mind tellin' me where you wuz?"
Remy got closer to Rogue and wrapped his arms around her placing his hands on her rounded stomach. Rogue breathed in his cologne, but wait.... was there a hint of a feminine fragrance with it?
Rogue pushed out of his arms, turning around to face him, her eyes narrowed.
"Ah smell a woman on you Remy! How could you?!" She whispered fiercely
"Chere, it no' what you t'ink." Remy said , hands out before him.
I like the way you hold me
Every night for so long baby
I like the way you say my name
In the middle of the night whille you were sleeping.
I was believing in you
Was i mistaken?
Do you mean,
Do you mean what you say
When you say our love will last forever?
"Y'were sleepin' with a woman behind mah back, wern't you? I thought you loved me! What, now because I'm Pregnant wit' you child, you don't want me no more? Is that it?" Rogue yelled at him, picking up a plate and flinging it at him.
I'd rather you be mean
Then love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth
and have to say good-bye
I'd rather take a blow
At least then i would know,
But baby don't you break my heart slow.
You'd run around and lead me on forever
While I'm waiting home still thinkin' We're together
I wanted our love to last forever.
Remy ducked the plate, covering his head.
"Chere, Remy hav' been seein' a woman, but it not what you t'ink it is. Give Remy a chance to explain." Remy said desperatly, hands out infront of him, moving slowly towards her.
"Ah don't wanta hear y'lies. Can't change you, swamp rat. You always gonna be a ladies man." Rogue spat out.
Remy winced, then looked up, a wounded look in his glowing eyes. He sighed softly and looked at her defeated.
"Alright, Chere, mebbe you need time to cool off. "Remy said softly walking to the door.
"You walk out of here, Remy, Don't think of returnin'. Ah can live without you and so can mah baby." Rogue said angerily, then wished to take the words back, but she knew that she couldn't.
Remy stops before the door then turns his head and looks at her. Silence fills the air. The song flows through.
I'd rather you be mean
Then love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth
And have to say good-bye
Remy glupped hard then nodded his head.
"G'bye Mon Amour." He said then left, walking out to his Harley. He gets on and with one quick look to the boat house, he started the engine and drove off.
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Remy stops the bike at the top of the hill over looking Westchester. The mansion and Keystone lake can be seen far out in the valley. He reaches into his coat pocket and takes out a receipt from a little jewellery store in the Village. A receipt for an engagement ring, the one he didn't have for her when he proposed to her five months ago. He sighes softly and lets it go. It flows towards the lake on a soft breath of wind.
The clerk had been very helpful, a bit of a flirt but helpful. Her perfume was very expensive and she had put way too much on. No doubt the ring would come in the mail in two weeks. And in two weeks he would be still licking his wounds, somewhere in Soho. He didn't want to be far from Westchester, couldn't leave completely yet. They wouldn't be able to find him, this place was a secret known only to him. He would come back for his things, in the night, sneaking in and out, quickly and with everyone unaware till the morning.
He closes his eyes and remembers, opens them and watches that slip of paper blow in the wind. He turns and drives off.
I"d rather take a blow
At least then I would know.
But Baby don't you break my heart slow...
Baby don't you break my heart... slow.
Oh god, is it over? Will Remy come back? Will Rogue find out what a dumbass mistake she's made? Tune in, same amazing station, same amazing time to find out. ~_~
Don't You Break My Heart Slow
The sound of the Harley roared out into the vast openness of the Westchester countryside. The rider drove the Harley to it's limits, ether trying to drive the demons out of his soul or to wake them up. His shortened reddish brown hair waved violently in the wind. His knuckles show up white on the handles, his grip deathly tight.
As the Harley weaves it's path through, the rider thinks about what made him run.
--------------:(--------------------------------:(-------------------------------:(-----------------------------------------
Two hours ago
Rogue waited up for Remy for the third time that week. They had taken up residence in the boathouse, Rogue becoming the happy home maker very quickly, and Remy becoming the happy father- to- be. Rogue started to worry about Remy. He had been coming home very late every evening saying he was taking in some extensive training lessons. At first, Rogue blindly accepted it, but now she was fearful.
I like the way you wanted me
Every night for so long, baby
And I like the way you needed me
Every time things got rocky
I was believing in you
Was i mistaken?
Do you say,
Do you say what you mean?
I want our love to last forever.
Rogue had turned on the radio not very long ago. The song was starting to rattle her nerves. She moved over and quickly turned it off. Ah'm bein' silly. Remy wouldn't cheat on me... he loves me. She moved over to the kitchen sink, mindful of her softly rounding stomach. She layed a hand on her stomach, growing full with her and Remy's child. A small smile curls over her lips. Ah'm so happy. This baby has been mah dream for so long.
Slowly she reached over and turned the radio on again. The song was still on. She decided to listen to it, anything but the silence she was facing.
I'd rather you be mean
then love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth,
And have to say good-bye
I'd rather take a blow,
At least then i would know.
But Baby, don't you break my heart slow, no.
She sighed softly then heard footsteps at the front door. The door opened and in walked Remy, in casual clothes. Odd, when does he do trainin' in street clothes? Somethin' ain't right here.
Remy looked at her, a bit surprised she was up. He closed the door behind him and looked as if he was a kid caught with his hand firmly in the cookie jar. He ran a hand through his hair and his red on black eyes got this apologetic look.
" Chere, Remy didn't know you'd stay up for him. If dat wuz de case, he would 'ave cut his trainin' short tonight." He said, coming towards her.
Rogue let out the breath she was holding. She planted her hands on her hips.
"Remy, Logan told me tonight that he had th' trainin' room booked tonight, all night." Rogue said, seeing the caught look in his eyes.," Now , will you mind tellin' me where you wuz?"
Remy got closer to Rogue and wrapped his arms around her placing his hands on her rounded stomach. Rogue breathed in his cologne, but wait.... was there a hint of a feminine fragrance with it?
Rogue pushed out of his arms, turning around to face him, her eyes narrowed.
"Ah smell a woman on you Remy! How could you?!" She whispered fiercely
"Chere, it no' what you t'ink." Remy said , hands out before him.
I like the way you hold me
Every night for so long baby
I like the way you say my name
In the middle of the night whille you were sleeping.
I was believing in you
Was i mistaken?
Do you mean,
Do you mean what you say
When you say our love will last forever?
"Y'were sleepin' with a woman behind mah back, wern't you? I thought you loved me! What, now because I'm Pregnant wit' you child, you don't want me no more? Is that it?" Rogue yelled at him, picking up a plate and flinging it at him.
I'd rather you be mean
Then love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth
and have to say good-bye
I'd rather take a blow
At least then i would know,
But baby don't you break my heart slow.
You'd run around and lead me on forever
While I'm waiting home still thinkin' We're together
I wanted our love to last forever.
Remy ducked the plate, covering his head.
"Chere, Remy hav' been seein' a woman, but it not what you t'ink it is. Give Remy a chance to explain." Remy said desperatly, hands out infront of him, moving slowly towards her.
"Ah don't wanta hear y'lies. Can't change you, swamp rat. You always gonna be a ladies man." Rogue spat out.
Remy winced, then looked up, a wounded look in his glowing eyes. He sighed softly and looked at her defeated.
"Alright, Chere, mebbe you need time to cool off. "Remy said softly walking to the door.
"You walk out of here, Remy, Don't think of returnin'. Ah can live without you and so can mah baby." Rogue said angerily, then wished to take the words back, but she knew that she couldn't.
Remy stops before the door then turns his head and looks at her. Silence fills the air. The song flows through.
I'd rather you be mean
Then love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth
And have to say good-bye
Remy glupped hard then nodded his head.
"G'bye Mon Amour." He said then left, walking out to his Harley. He gets on and with one quick look to the boat house, he started the engine and drove off.
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Remy stops the bike at the top of the hill over looking Westchester. The mansion and Keystone lake can be seen far out in the valley. He reaches into his coat pocket and takes out a receipt from a little jewellery store in the Village. A receipt for an engagement ring, the one he didn't have for her when he proposed to her five months ago. He sighes softly and lets it go. It flows towards the lake on a soft breath of wind.
The clerk had been very helpful, a bit of a flirt but helpful. Her perfume was very expensive and she had put way too much on. No doubt the ring would come in the mail in two weeks. And in two weeks he would be still licking his wounds, somewhere in Soho. He didn't want to be far from Westchester, couldn't leave completely yet. They wouldn't be able to find him, this place was a secret known only to him. He would come back for his things, in the night, sneaking in and out, quickly and with everyone unaware till the morning.
He closes his eyes and remembers, opens them and watches that slip of paper blow in the wind. He turns and drives off.
I"d rather take a blow
At least then I would know.
But Baby don't you break my heart slow...
Baby don't you break my heart... slow.
Oh god, is it over? Will Remy come back? Will Rogue find out what a dumbass mistake she's made? Tune in, same amazing station, same amazing time to find out. ~_~