Chapter Three
"What happened, Remy?" Professor Xavier urged the blank-faced Cajun. Remy's eyes were staring ahead, the usually bright expression gone.
They were in the professor's office after a long hour of searching for Rogue. They was no sign of her anywhere.
"Rogue...she went...under," he gasped suddenly after a half hour silence. "Under the ocean? Remy, let me scan your mind for discarded information," Professor said, urgently. Remy sighed and nodded. Professor put his fingers on his temple and let his mind flow into his.
Remy's memories came flooding back immediately. Rogue. Went. Under. The. Ocean. "She be gone," Remy muttered and stood up, almost throwing the professor off his wheelchair.
"Remy! Calm down! There is still hope," Professor tried to reassure the regret-filled Cajun. Remy lashed out with his arms, hitting air.
"Non! There be no hope! Remy saw his chere go down under the ocean! Rogue drowned! She be dead! There be no hope! She be dead! She left me! Rogue left me! She promised to stay wit' me and she broke her promise! She left me! Rogue died and she ain't never comin' back!" Remy yelled, letting out his pain, with the professor sitting helpless in front of him.
"Remy, I understand..." he started but was cut off. "Non! Only Rogue understood! Only my chere let me forget the pain but she is gone!" Remy finished and he stormed out the office and down the hallway, brushing roughly past Scott, Jean, Kurt and Kitty. He jumped onto his motorbike and revved the engine loudly before speeding away to the one place he could think. The wind rushed quickly through Remy's auburn hair as he sped away at a high-speed.
Remy sat down and leant against the hard oak tree. He had once leant against the same tree. With the same person, he was now thinking about. Remy let his mind wander into the not so distant past.
FLASHBACK
"Yah know Remy, ah can't remember a time when ah've been this happy," Rogue said thoughtfully, leaning against Remy, who tightened his grip slightly.
"Mmmmm," he replied, eyes shut. Rogue turned in his arms to look at his handsome face. His beautiful eyes that were hidden to her, his fine cheekbones, his strong nose and that ever so sensual mouth.
"Like what you see, mon amour?" Remy teased. Rogue laughed lightly. "Hell, yeah. It's an awesome view of the city. Don't you think?" she retorted playfully. Remy chuckled, eyes still shut.
"Je vous aime, mon chere," "Ah love yah, Remy,"
End Flashback
Remy let few tears spill as he recalled the last time they had together under their favourite spot. He couldn't believe she had gone. After all they had been through together, all the obstacles they had overcome, she had left him. Left him to rebuild his life again. Deep in his heart, he knew it wasn't her choice but his mind kept wandering to the look she had on her face when she went under. Resignation. She had given up. On her life. His Rogue, the survivor, had given up. Remy clenched his fists tight, gritted his teeth and shut his eyes.
"I loved you, but you left me,"
"What happened, Remy?" Professor Xavier urged the blank-faced Cajun. Remy's eyes were staring ahead, the usually bright expression gone.
They were in the professor's office after a long hour of searching for Rogue. They was no sign of her anywhere.
"Rogue...she went...under," he gasped suddenly after a half hour silence. "Under the ocean? Remy, let me scan your mind for discarded information," Professor said, urgently. Remy sighed and nodded. Professor put his fingers on his temple and let his mind flow into his.
Remy's memories came flooding back immediately. Rogue. Went. Under. The. Ocean. "She be gone," Remy muttered and stood up, almost throwing the professor off his wheelchair.
"Remy! Calm down! There is still hope," Professor tried to reassure the regret-filled Cajun. Remy lashed out with his arms, hitting air.
"Non! There be no hope! Remy saw his chere go down under the ocean! Rogue drowned! She be dead! There be no hope! She be dead! She left me! Rogue left me! She promised to stay wit' me and she broke her promise! She left me! Rogue died and she ain't never comin' back!" Remy yelled, letting out his pain, with the professor sitting helpless in front of him.
"Remy, I understand..." he started but was cut off. "Non! Only Rogue understood! Only my chere let me forget the pain but she is gone!" Remy finished and he stormed out the office and down the hallway, brushing roughly past Scott, Jean, Kurt and Kitty. He jumped onto his motorbike and revved the engine loudly before speeding away to the one place he could think. The wind rushed quickly through Remy's auburn hair as he sped away at a high-speed.
Remy sat down and leant against the hard oak tree. He had once leant against the same tree. With the same person, he was now thinking about. Remy let his mind wander into the not so distant past.
FLASHBACK
"Yah know Remy, ah can't remember a time when ah've been this happy," Rogue said thoughtfully, leaning against Remy, who tightened his grip slightly.
"Mmmmm," he replied, eyes shut. Rogue turned in his arms to look at his handsome face. His beautiful eyes that were hidden to her, his fine cheekbones, his strong nose and that ever so sensual mouth.
"Like what you see, mon amour?" Remy teased. Rogue laughed lightly. "Hell, yeah. It's an awesome view of the city. Don't you think?" she retorted playfully. Remy chuckled, eyes still shut.
"Je vous aime, mon chere," "Ah love yah, Remy,"
End Flashback
Remy let few tears spill as he recalled the last time they had together under their favourite spot. He couldn't believe she had gone. After all they had been through together, all the obstacles they had overcome, she had left him. Left him to rebuild his life again. Deep in his heart, he knew it wasn't her choice but his mind kept wandering to the look she had on her face when she went under. Resignation. She had given up. On her life. His Rogue, the survivor, had given up. Remy clenched his fists tight, gritted his teeth and shut his eyes.
"I loved you, but you left me,"
