You all know the drill... I do not own the X-men, nor do I own the rights to this beautiful song I have so wonderfully provieded below... :)
Hope you enjoy! (I promise... this one's a Romy fo'sho!) I apologize in advance... I know the first two chapters could have probably just been combined to make one, but...they're not the same...-Buddum Psssh!- (Hey a little joke to start off with never hurt... read the song below... you'll get the joke... lol)
Is it getting better One love Did I disappoint you Too late Have you come here for forgiveness Did I ask too much One love One...life One
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you now
You got someone to blame
You say...
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it's...
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One...
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus
To the lepers in your head
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
1
Rogue pulled her legs up underneath her on the couch as she opened her book.
Finally. Some peace and quiet.
Rogue nodded. "Ah hear that Carol." She whispered to the voice in her head. "Story's just gettin' good…"
She smiled as she began to read.
"Are you talking to yourself again?" Kitty crossed her arms in the doorway.
Rogue looked up at her with a smile "No. Carol."
"Ah…" Kitty rolled her eyes and moved over to the stereo. "It's too quiet in here."
She flicked the radio on and cranked up the CD labeled "Kitty".
"Nu uh Kitty… ah ain't listenin' t'this…" Rogue shook her head as a song began pulsing through the speakers.
"Oh come on… its' fun to dance to." Kitty giggled as she started dancing, singing the words along with the CD. "Baby can't y'see… I'm callin', a guy like you should wear a warnin'… it's dangerous… I'm fallin'…"
Rogue rolled her eyes with a sigh, watching her friend dance to the upbeat song. "You look ridiculous."
"Too high… can't come dooown… it's in the air and it's all around…" Kitty sang loudly as she danced in front of Rogue.
Rogue laughed at the lyrics that Kitty blatantly sang to her. "Doncha know that you're toxic?"
Rogue sat upright dramatically, catching Kitty off guard. "It's gettin' late… to give you up. Ah took a sip, from mah devil's cup… slowly it's takin' over me…" Rogue sang with surprising enthusiasm causing Kitty to laugh. Rogue danced in her seat as she continued to sing, her eyes drifting over to the doorway to greet the visitor.
Kitty giggled and continued to sing along with the music as she danced in her own little world.
"Remy seein' things chère... or were you jus' singin' t'Brittany Spears?" He raised an eyebrow. "An' dancin'?"
"No. Ah don't dance." Rogue shook her head with a small smile. "Ah'd do anythin' t'shut Kitty up…Ah just want to read mah book…"
"Too late for that now!" Kitty giggled. "We're onta you!" She said breathlessly as her dancing came to a stop.
The next song was slow. Too slow for her to dance. She sat on the couch with a frown. "This is why I like the club… no slow songs. Wrecks my groove." She smiled quickly.
Rogue had turned her attention back to the book on her lap. "They play slow songs at the club too Kit."
"I'm no good at slow dancing."
A smile danced across Rogues' lips and she nodded her head silently.
"What?" Kitty crossed her arms. "…what?"
"You're no good at fast dancing either."
Kitty stared at Rogue for a moment before her eyes darted to Gambit in the doorway. Did he notice her lack of accent too?
Rogue looked from Gambit back to Kitty.
"I have to go." She stood up and quickly moved past him in the doorway.
Kitty pressed her lips together.
"You gunna make Remy go after her?" Gambit grinned, knowing that Kitty had every intention of following her pale skinned friend.
Kitty nodded silently.
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Jean walked down the hall with little Rachel on her hip as the baby girl played with the red hair that hung over her mother's shoulder.
Gambit fell into step next to her with a smile.
"Hey." Jean grinned as she jiggled the arm supporting Rachel. "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Dere's no place like home." He smiled, turning his attention to the little girl. "Look at dis p'tiete… she so big."
"Yeah." Jean smiled as they started walking "They tend to do that."
Rachel grabbed Gambit's trench coat with a giggle.
"She's friendly non?"
"Well, when you take into account how many people she sees… it makes sense." Jean smiled at him "But with you, it must be your way with the ladies."
"You wan' Remy t'cary her?"
Jean looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Sure."
He held out his arms for the little girl who hugged onto his neck willingly.
"Thank you so much." Jean sighed. "My arm is killing me."
Gambit chuckled "No problem. Henri has one 'bout her age."
"You miss him?" Jean looked at Gambit with a frown. It had only been a few weeks since they'd returned from their rescue mission. He hadn't said anything about it at all.
"Think it's the idea dat ah'll never see 'im again."
"You're good with her. You want kids someday?" Jean crossed her arms as they walked, massaging her aching shoulder.
He let out a small laugh. "Never really thought 'bout it t'be honest."
"You should. Having babies does something to you. Makes you… appreciate life."
"Did havin' a bundle o'joy change you?"
Jean let out a breath. "I love being a mom. I hate not being an X-man. I feel… like there's more of me… then I'm using. Like it's just… building up."
"Dat why you went along wit'AJ?"
She nodded "Yeah. I get antsy… feel useless hanging around here. But don't listen to me…" She smiled. "You'd love being a father."
"Don't think ah have t'worry 'bout dat Jeanie." He shook his head with a smile. "Don' really know how good a father ah'd be anyways."
"Don't sell yourself short Remy. You're a good person with a good heart. That's a great place to start."
Gambit smiled at little Rachel as she twisted a button on his trench coat while her mom spoke.
"Even better place t'start is t'have une femme."
Jean simply grinned. Rachel's little hand moved up to his face with a giggle as she touched his cheek.
"You and Rogue haven't talked yet, have you…?"
He looked at her with a frown. "Remy don' know what y'talkin' bout."
Ah yes, let me also add that I do not in any way endorse the singing or dancing along with any Brittany Spears song. I know I've said this before... but I really don't like her... just some of her tunes are so darn catchy, I just wanna rip my eyes out. I'm sure you all know the feeling. :)