She was outlined in a perfect silhouette against the night sky. Her hair, a mass of riotous curls accented by her fringey white bangs drifted softly around her. Eight months she'd been gone. Had left behind the only home she'd ever known, her adopted family of mutant misfits and the one she missed the most. The one she'd put herself through all the training and isolation for. Her Cajun lover. Remy Lebeau.
"Welcome back Darlin'" the gruff voice came from behind her in the darkness. Her eyes lit up at the sight of the burly man and she threw her arms around his muscular form. Although generally abrasive and hard to know, He had always been her fearless protector and closest friend. She imagined him as the older brother she'd never had.
"Logan Ah missed ya"
"Missed you too Darlin. Mansion just aint the same without you. Wasn't really expectin' you back so soon though. Forget how to use the phone?"
She blushed, maybe she should have called but she didn't want a big celebration for her homecoming. It was part of the reason she had come at night. This way she could sneak in and deal with everyone and their questions in the morning.
Besides that there was only one mutant she wanted to spend this night with, and the activities she had planned did not include an audience. Logan was watching her carefully, which made her blush all the more.
" Y'know I've been keepin' an eye on Ol' Gumbo since you been gone" She opened her mouth to protest but he held up his hands signalling her to wait and she kept silent." I know you asked me not to. Said you wanted him free to make his own choices. I think part of you was hoping he would move on in case you couldn't get control." She knew it was true, as loath as she was to admit it. "Now Darlin I wouldn't be much of a friend if I didn't tell ya..."
Her held her breath terrified. It had been too long. He hadn't waited. Of cource he hadn't waited. Why keep your hopes up on a girl who didn't know whether or not she'd ever be able to touch. He'd found sombody else, somebody beautiful, someone who's arms he was probably in right now. Rogue's body tensed for action. She was going to kick that somebody's ass. Just as she was about to take to the air Logan grabbed her wrist.
"Rogue" He waited untill he had her full attention again "He's been a mess without you Rogue" She blinked in surprise
"He's been pushing himself too hard, three danger room sessions a day. He's taken over the cooking the dishes and the laundry. Anything he can think of to keep himself busy untill eight o-clock on fridays when you call, and God help anyone who might be on the phone at that time." He chuckled at the memory of Jubilee's face when Gambit had come into the room snatched the phone from her hung up on her latest crush and shoved her out the door. When she had tried to protest Gambit had turned and growled at her low in his throat untill she had retreated.
"Where is he now"
Logan glanced at his watch "Danger Room. You want me to get him?"
It had been eight long months that she'd been away trying to learn to control her powers for the express purpose of touching the Cajun, but now that the time had arrived she was incredibly nervous about seeing him.
"No, let him finish his session. Ah'm just gonna go ta mah room an unpack. Will ya send him up when he's finished?"
"Sure thing Darlin" she turned to leave "Rogue" she stopped and glanced back at the Canadian "It's good to have you home"
"It's good to be back" then taking to the air she flew to her familiar balcony. Stepping into the room that had been hers since she was sixteen she was hit with a rush of memories. Telling Kitty about her first crush, learning that Kurt was actually her half brother, the first time Remy had tried to kiss her. Every inch of the room held a memory. Some good some bad and all hers, and hers alone. The psychs no longer controlled her.
As she unpacked her things she thought about the memories she would make tonight and blushed. Changing into one of Remy's shirts she used for sleeping and lighting a few candles she sat on her bed to wait for her Creole lover. She tried without success to calm her racing heart and settle the mass of butterflies that were swirling about her stomach. Tonight she would finally know what it felt like to touch Remy's skin without the painful pull from her power. She would know what his kiss tasted like, how it felt to be held free of any barriers in his strong arms. She would finally learn exactly where he liked to be touched, kissed, tasted. Tonight she would finally have everything she had always wanted.
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