During these seven years Rogue finds out Mystique just wants to use her for her powers, but she still ended up staying with Irene.

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7 YEARS LATER

Anna Marie was eighteen years old and was sick of being told what to do and what to wear and about this 'skin condition' she didn't have, it was more like a curse, so she left, she was of legal age and all. She left her house in Mississippi in the middle of the night and took the first train out of Mississippi, which happened to be going to New Orleans. It was a long boring train ride and she had only brought a few changes of clothes, toothpaste and toothbrush, a water bottle, her hair brush and money for the train. She had no idea how she was going to get by, but she would manage. She had also decided that her name would be Rogue instead of Anna Marie.

When the train stopped, she picked up her knapsack and walked off the bus. When she looked up she saw she was in New Orleans during Mardi Gras. Rogue was so excited, but also very exhausted from her lack of sleep. But she went into the parade and someone bumped into her, she said, "Watch where ya goin!" The person just walked away and didn't say anything. Then Rogue thought, 'that felt like déjà vu, where had Ah seen thaht move before?' she pondered for a moment then she remembered, 'that boy last tahme Ah was here durin Mardi Gras, he pick-pocketed the guy, hmm Ah wonder how hard it can be.' Rogue 'bumped' into some guy.

"What de hell are ya doin tryin to steal my wallet," he yelled.

Rogue panicked and ran off as fast as she could and hid in an abandoned old building. She crouched down low just in case he tried to come and catch her. Rogue waited about ten minutes until she thought for sure it was clear. She could have fought him, she was a decent fighter and probably could have taken him, but she didn't want any attention drawn to her.

Remy saw the whole thing go down and thought it was kind of amusing and saw the girl that seemed so familiar to him go into the abandoned building. Remy thought he should wait awhile before he actually went and talked to her so he went to get something to drink.

Rogue decided to explore the old place and went to its second level and just sat up there for awhile and drifted off to sleep.

When Remy came back, the building was on fire and he knew she didn't come out yet, he murmured, "Merde," and ran into the now burning building. He didn't see any sign of her on the first floor and heard coughing from above, he ran up the steps and she was just about passed out and he said, "No worries chere, Remy get y' outta here." He grabbed her knapsack and picked her up bridal style, she moaned quietly in his arms and put her arms around his neck. He went for the steps and they were mostly on fire but he made it through, he kicked the back door down and walked out with his 'little damsel in distress'.

Soon enough they were safe by a river. Remy set Rogue down gently in the shallow end of the river to see if she would wake up. He checked her for injuries and saw none. Remy lay against a rock near the river and relaxed waiting for her to awaken.

Remy grew restless quickly, so he started shuffling his cards, then turned to the bag next to him and decided to sift through it. He didn't find much, but he found her lingerie and pondered what she was wearing right now. He put the bag aside and rested his head back and aimlessly shuffled his cards.

Awhile Later…

Remy was startled when he heard her coughing and splashing and rushed to her side.

"Y' a'right chere?" he asked.

Rogue coughed again and sat up more to get a better view of where she was and why she was all wet and asked, "Where am Ah? And why am Ah all wet?"

Remy chuckled, brushing his initial thought of her being wet and replied with, "Y' in N' O'leans and y' in de river chere."

She looked at him and said, "Mah names not 'chere', ya stupid Cajun. An' why in tha hell am Ah in the river?"

"Dis be de stupid Cajun that jus save y' life, chere and Remy thought it would help ya cool down," he retorted.

"Would ya stop callin me thaht? An' Ah guess thanks fo' savin me, Swamp rat," she said brusquely.

"No'ting Remy wouldn't do ta save a belle fille like y'self," he said cheekily.

Rogue just glared at him and said, "Do ya always talk in third person," she paused, "Remy." Her eyes widened as his name rolled off her tongue, his name seemed so familiar to her, but from where? Then it hit her, he was the boy she saw last time she was there and she said, "You!"

Remy had been studying her wondering why she looked so familiar and he looked at her confused then smirked, "Rogue, Cherie, long time non see."

Remy stood up from his crouching position next to her and offered her his hand. She looked at him and thought, 'He's gotta be at least 6 foot, he's two years older than meh if Ah 'member right, God he looks so cute in that black shirt, jeans and a brown trench coat. Why is he wearin sunglasses? The sun is basically gone, wait no Ah can't think Remy's cute Ah just can't.' Rogue swatted his hand away and tried standing up on her own, she wobbled a little bit and Remy snaked his arm around her thin waist to support her. Rogue pushed him away, he was way too close.

"Where is mah stuff?" she asked. Remy reached behind a rock and handed it to Rogue, it was open and she yelled, "Did ya go through mah stuff, Swamp Rat? How dare ya!" she yelled at him. She glared at him and sat in the grass near the river and looked through her knapsack. 'Of course he looked at mah lingerie' Rogue thought with an annoyed look on her face.

Of course Remy be guilty as charged, how could he resist all the lacy lingerie of a belle fille? It's not like Remy had anything better to do, Remy thought.

Remy sat right next to Rogue, "Y' wanna go someplace more…comfortable chere," he purred in her ear.

Rogue splashed him in the face and got up and started walking towards the parade. Remy got up and stood in front of her, she tried to move around him, but he blocked her, they went on like this for a few minutes until she was sick of seeing the cocky smirk on his face and snarled, "Whaht do ya want Cajun?"

"Remy jus wants ta take y' ta dinner, Chere,"he said innocently.

"Then will ya leave me alone?" she inquired.

"Maybe Chere," he smirked.

"Ugh, Ah doubt it, but fahne Ah'm hungry so let's go," she started walking toward the city.

"Alright chere," Remy said as he wrapped an arm around her waist. Rogue of course shrugged him off of her, but she oddly liked his arm around her.