Okay, here's the second chapter. Remy and Rogue on the plane. Not much happens, but it's a cute little chapter.

Chapter Two: The Plane Ride

Rogue sat in her seat looking out the window at thirty thousand feet. She was deep in thought, which didn't go unnoticed by Remy.

"What you t'inking' 'about, Chere?" he asked her.

"Nothin' really," she said, looking over at him. "Just don't want to miss the view of the lights from up here."

"We ain't nowhere near Las Vegas yet," he said, taking her hand. "We got plenty a time."

"It's just that ah've never been there before, an' ah don't wanna miss anything," she said excitedly. "What we gonna do when we get there?"

"Anyt'ing you want," he said as he started nibbling on her neck. "But you know what Remy wanna do?"

"Ah can just guess," she said, "but tell me anyway."

"We get a nice hotel room. Put the Do Not Disturb sign on de door. De you put on dat little red nightie I bought ya for your birthday, de one with the matching lace panties. You remember ta bring it?"

"Yeah, ah did," she said, looking into his eyes. "Don't know why though. Ain't like ahm gonna be wearing it long."

"Not if I have somet'in' ta say 'bout it," he said, going for her lips. She sighed softly at his gentle touch.

Rogue looked across the aisle to see an old woman staring at them disapprovingly. "Ah think we better cool it. We're makin' a scene."

"If de ot'er passengers ain't got not'nin' better ta do den stare at us, den so be it." With that he kissed her again, his hands slowly trailing down her side.

She broke off the kiss after a few seconds. "Ah mean it, Remy. We gotta stop this. People are starin' at us. Makin' me nervous."

"Is it de people, or is it Remy?" he asked, teasing her. Damn, he knew just how to get to her.

"Well, maybe a little of both," she said honestly.

It had only been a few weeks since she got her powers fully under control, and she was still nervous about touching, and these outward displays of affection were unnerving to her. What if she lost control again, and knocked him out right in front a whole plane full of people? Just like Cody at that party all those years ago. There wouldn't be anywhere for her to run to. They were on a plane and somehow she felt trapped.

Suddenly her face went sullen which Remy noticed immediately. She tried to turn away from him so he wouldn't see, but it was too late. "What's wrong, Chere?" he asked her.

"Nothin's wrong," she said, but her eyes told a different story. He just gave her that 'I know you lying' look. God, it was annoying how well he could read her. "Well, ah'm just nervous is all. Being on this plane and ah just keep thinkin', what if ah lose control?"

"Don't worry 'bout dat," he said. "We jus' like any anot'er couple, jus' takin' a little vacation is all."

"But what if…?"

"No buts,' he said, putting his hand over her mouth. "Stop t'inkin' bad t'ings is gonna happen an' jus' enjoy de moment. Jus' relax an' let me handle evert'ing."

"And how do you suggest ah do that?" she said, a devilish look in her eye.

"I gotta few ideas," he said, and leaned towards her crashing his lips down on hers. Remy could hear someone gasp at their display and figured it was that old woman who was staring at them earlier. After about ten minutes of their open display Rogue started to yawn. "Sounds like you're tired."

"Ah am, but I don't want to go t'sleep," she said.

"No, you get some rest. I'll wake you when we go over de city," he said.

"Promise," she asked, sounding skeptical.

"Of course, Remy always keeps his promises," he said, and he prompted her to lay her head back on his chest. He loved the feel of her warm body next to his. He stroked her hair gently which coaxed her into a deep sleep. He was content to hold her while she snoozed away. He could do this for a lifetime and never get tired of it.

After a few hours Remy heard the captain announce that they would be reaching Las Vegas shortly. Rogue had started to stir hearing the projected voice on the loud speaker. She slowly opened her eyes as she lifted her head.

"Did ah miss anythin'?" she asked, stretching her arms out.

"Non," Remy said. "See, look down dere."

She looked out the window to see the beautiful lights of Las Vegas. The sun was not up yet and the all the bright flashing colors was even more amazing against the blackened sky.

"It's all so beautiful," she said, not able to take her eyes off the scene coming from her window.

"Not as beautiful as you," Remy said, wrapping his arms around her. He leaned over and kissed her on her neck.

"Oh, Remy you always say that," she said. "Sometimes I doubt your sincerity."

"Non, Remy be telling de truth. Ain't no site more beautiful den ma Cherie," he said as she turned around in his arms. "T'ought you said you didn't want to miss de sites," he said, as he continued to kiss her neck.

She pulled back a little so she could look in his eyes. "Well, ah kinda like the scenery from right here," she said which made Remy smirk. He went right for her lips again. This time she didn't feel one bit self-conscious of their display.

After a few minutes they both heard a woman's voice behind them. "Excuse me," she said annoyed. They both looked back to see the stewardess giving them a stern look. "Since neither of you obviously didn't hear the announcement, we will be landing soon, so please put on your seat belts."

The woman stalked off. When she disappeared behind the curtain both Remy and Rogue couldn't help but laugh. They both buckled their seat belts and readied themselves to land.

Well, that's the end of this chapter. I hope you enjoyed.