Gambit heaved a heavy sigh. He didn't want to be here in New Orleans while his heart was still in New York. Jus a few more days hopefully and Remy can see his Chere again, Gambit thought while walking through the guild hall. After his father's untimely death he was summoned to become the new guild master but denied the title and told the guild that he would help find a new guild master. Ten candidates later and Gambit was worried it might take more time than what he thought it should to find a new leader.
Merde, is no one able to take this spot? Remy can cut it as guild master! He walked past his father's office and hesitated by the door. He hadn't been in there since he left years ago. He lifted his hand gingerly towards the door not really wanting to go inside. He sucked in a breathe and turned the knob and walked in.
The room hadn't changed since last he walked in. But he didn't expect a lot of change. His father loved the old feel of this office. The deep mahogany desk with old world accents along the edge, he had some good times sitting in front of this desk giving his father a hard time. He stepped towards his father's chair and stumbled a bit after looking at the pictures on the desk, one of his late mother, gorgeous creature who Gambit only heard stories of but nonetheless loved her dearly as if he knew her personally. The second picture was of his father, himself, and his older brother that he hadn't heard from in ages.
Dieu Henri, where are you? As he just thought that the door to the office swung wide open and Gambit nearly choked in shock. There before him was his long lost brother. He looked the same since he had last seen him but he seemed to have been missing a lot of hair on the top of his head.
'Henri?' He asked not really believing that his brother was right in front of him.
'Petite frère, so happy to see you!' Henri said while pulling his little brother into a big welcoming hug.
'But how? Remy hasn't seen you in trieze ans!'
'Frere, something happened a long time ago and pere and I had a disagreement mais Im here now. Didn't know the assassins would get to him though.'
'You and Remy both.'
They both chuckled silently while Remy slowly eased himself into his father's old chair.
'Henri, Remy needs, I need someone to take pere's place, Im not cut out fo dis.'
'Frere frère frère, Im here for you, whatever you need of me. Although I know pere always wanted you to take the throne one day mais I'll help you.'
'Thank yo Henri, you do not know how much this means to me, Im goin' to make a phone call real quick and we'll discuss whats goin' ta happen as soon as I get off de phone.' Gambit grinned to himself and excused himself from his father's office.
Chere, it looks like lady luck is helping us out, again. Remy'll be back in yo arms soon nough.
Remy dialed the familiar number, it rang three times before someone picked up. A thick Russian accent hit his ears. 'Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.'
Gambit smirked, 'Bonjour Petey.'
'Gambit! It is nice to hear from you, how are things coming?'
'Great actually I was wondering if Rogue was around, oui?'
'Da she's here. I will go get her for you Gambit.'
'Oh Pete, before I forget, merci for the help with the flowers.'
'Not a problem for a fellow comrade, although when I went in to her room I was not expecting to find her in corner of room. I placed her back into bed and went about my task as you asked. She seemed like she was crying.'
'Merde, merci again Pete, maybe this phone call may lighten her mood, non?'
'Da, I hope so for all of our sakes. Hold on and I shall go get her.'
'Oui, merci Pete.'
Gambit waited for what seemed like forever before he heard her rich magnolia accent.
'Hello?'
'Bonjour mon amour.'
Gambit heard a gasp and thought she might have dropped the phone before he heard her speak again.
'Remy?'
'Of course, no other fine Cajun calling his amour!'
'Oh my gawd, its really you!'
'Oui it's me chere, how are you?'
'Fine sugah, how are things going?' Gambit sensed a hint of hopefulness in her question.
'Well chere,' he stopped and took a moment to add some dramatic effect before he answered, 'I have some great news!'
'That's great, what news do you have?'
'Well for weeks now we were trying to find someone who was good enough to take my pere's place. Well we weren't having any luck on that front, it looked as if I might actually would have had to take the position.'
He heard her gasp and then she said to go on.
'But it turns out I won't have to, chere! My frère showed up out of nowhere and it seems that he will be the new guild master, chere!'
He waited for the information to sink in. He hoped she would be as excited as he was. After several minutes he was getting a little anxious, she hadn't said anything since he told her that he wasn't going to be guild master any longer, didn't she know that that meant he could come home. That he could finally be where his heart was?
'Chere…?'
Finally she spoke after getting over the shock.
'That's great sugah! So umm… when do you think you'll be coming home?'
He genuinely smiled, oh how he missed her. 'Chere, just a few more days and Remy'll be in your loving arms once again!'
He thought he heard her choking up. 'Ah missed you Rems. I can't wait to see ya again.'
'Me aussi chere, je' taime. Ill call you before I get on the plane.'
'I love ya too, Ah'll be waiting.'
'Until then chere.'
'Bye Rems.' He hung up the phone and went back to his father's office where his brother was waiting. Things were looking up for this Cajun and he couldn't be more happy.
