A/N: Sorry for the late night entry. I've been busy. I was out of town last weekend and will be Easter weekend too. So that means your in luck! I will post chapter 4 on Wednesday March 31st. I love this chapter but i don't know if I typed it right. I had half of this written and then started putting a more southern slang into it. So if it switches in the middle, I'm sorry. Again, I'm not very fluent in Cajun so bare with me. Hope you enjoy this chapter! -CRYTN0
Chapter 3
Remy LeBeau awoke with a headache but to him it was all too familiar. He spent the next few minutes recalling what had happened to him the night before. He opened his eyes when he realized where he was. He was in the X mansion. And so was his Rogue.
The thought brought a gentle smile to his face. She was really here. It seemed like karma had not hit him yet. He was sure when she disappeared nine months ago that he would never see his love again. Sure he had only known her for about eleven months at that time but she had captivated him in a way no other woman could. Even his brother Henri thought it was a miracle.
He remembered the day after they met like it was yesterday. Did she even know how much she got to him that day?
-FLASHBACK-
Remy woke with a splitting headache. He couldn't remember how he got there but he was most definitely in his room. It was darker than normal with the black drapes drawn to block out any light. His burgundy comforter lay beneath his peacefully as if he had not slept.
He found that he could not remember coming back from the mission Jean Luc had sent him on. Of course he had taken Henri, Theo, and Etienne. They were always his first pick when it came to group missions. He trusted his adopted family much more than any other thieves. They had been on a scouting mission of the Assassins territory and were about to reach their destination when…
That girl showed up. Had she really beat Bella in a fight or was his mind playing jokes on him. He tried harder to remember more but he could not get his obstructed thoughts in order. All he could tell was that the main plan went south when the girl talked to them. What was her name?
"Remy, y' up mon frere?" Henri asked as he cracked the door to Remy's room open. Remy was temporary blinded by the light as he let out a groan of protest. That was enough of an answer for Henri who made his way in the room and closed the door behind him.
"Good t' see y' awake. Thought dat fille done a number on you or something", Henri's tone was serious but his eyes held a look of laughter.
"Remy sure you enjoyed de show but y' mind fillin' this Cajun in? Moi don't remember a thing."
"Really? She said y' probably wouldn't for a while. Well Rogue helped us get de weapons and y' got carried away, kissed her, and her powers took y' out", Henri saw the look of anger cross Remy's face so he cut him off saying, "Dis not what y' think. De fille have no control over her powers. Y' shouldn't have kissed her cause now she knows everything. Took her awhile to sort out y' and Bella in her head but when she did, well let say y' lucky y' were already out."
"Why is dat?"
"We got within the property to the house and de fille start shoutin'. She said something about a Swamp Rat messin' with her emotions or something. We got her t' calm down but she still out there. It's been about ten hours and de fille still upset. Y' have any idea why Remy?"
"Remy might've not trusted de fille t' start off with and messed wit her emotions, just a little bit. I didn't trust her and we needed to know what we were dealing wit. Je suis désolé but it was odd dat she took Bella out. What more have y' found out?"
Henri gave his brother a look of disbelief before a sly smirk appeared on his face. "Her name is Rogue and other than de fact dat she spilling all your secrets t' anyone who tries t' talk t' her, she hasn't said a word."
The look on Remy's face made up for intolerable acts against Rogue. She was going around telling god only knows who everything about him. He didn't think the Guilds would ever let him live this down. What exactly did she tell them? Hopefully it was stuff they already knew but with one look on his brother's face, Remy knew it was more than that. "What has de fille said?"
"First she said she was going t' kill y' and then she mentioned different methods of killin' y' but she finally got people to take her seriously when she kicked Etienne in de gut for trying t' touch her t' calm her down. Tante went t' talk t' her and now y' in for it cause Rogue mentioned how y' mess wit Tante's emotions t' get her t' fix your favorite meals when y' not havin' a good day. I didn't know y' had it in y' to mess wit Tante. She'll probably be up here soon. And if I heard right, Rogue also mentioned something about you having some sort of blonde obsession and always having t' be on top. Guess de fille knows y' better then y' do."
Remy's face had continuously paled throughout Henri's recap and at the mention of his night life, he face lit up again. So this Rogue knew everything about him. That could work towards his advantage but a voice in the back of his mind kept telling him that it might result worse if she knew him too well. And he was sure she did.
"Is de fille still-"
"REMY LEBEAU! Y' done it dis time boy!" Remy's question had been cut short this time by a very angered Tante Mattie storming through the door. His eyes grew with fear had he started to back away when a southern voice rang down the hall.
"Thanks for the help Tante. And by the way, he lied about being able to cook everything you taught him. He can't cook catfish and hushpuppies!" with Rouge's words Remy's fate was sealed. Tante turned to him with a big grin plastered on her face.
"Is dat so? Well den y' can do de honor and cook us some good ol' catfish and hushpuppies for supper. Dat give y' about deux (two) hours t' go t; de store and get back before y' needed t' start cooking", Tante left the two men standing still with matching appearances of dread on their faces. Henri knew Remy couldn't cook the fish and Remy didn't want to have to cook. He contemplated altering her emotions to get out of cooking till he remembered his antics were how he got into this mess. Well not entirely. There was an outside source…
He hurried down the hall to the room he could only guess Tante had given Rogue. Without knocking he strolled into the room only to have his face collide nicely with her closed fist.
"Stay out of my room Swamp Rat or a black eye will be the least of your worries."
"Technically chere, Remy's eyes are already red and black. Y' just making them blue", he look to her then to see the effect of his words. He was disappointed to notice that she wasn't even fazed by his eyes. He didn't have on his sunglasses and most people reacted with sudden impulse to avoid him at first. Her reaction was simply to ignore him.
"Remy's eyes don't scare y' cherie?"
"I've seen worse sugar. Why are you talkin' in third person?"
"It's the way Remy talks. Sugar huh? Remy might like de sound of dat."
"You listen here Swamp Rat. I ain't gonna deal with your moves especially when ya already got yourself a fiancé. I don't want to be here but seein' as how I already broke ya so called Guild protocol I don't got no choice. Now I got ya and ya bitchy blonde in my head and the scene ain't pretty. And don't ya even think about touchin' me again. One time is enough to get ya stuck in my head."
"Well if y' really know Remy chere, then y' know I don't want nothing t' do wit Bella. De marriage was arranged and I been trying t' get out of dis mess since it started."
"Well why don't ya just go see her more often or sleep with her."
"Quoi?"
"Gees, ya think I don't know anything. By Guild law, if y' see ya fiancé more than three times a week or ya sleep wit her before the wedding, the engagement is called off based on lack of faith or something. Your Guild laws are stupid in my opinion but if that's all it take to kill a possible marriage I don't know why ya haven't already done it", she spoke her solution in a nonchalance manner as she went to sit on her new bed. She knew he has small minded but she thought he at least had a brain. He face twisted from confusion to joy as her words finally hit home. He as about to run to Rogue and kiss her again when he remembered what happened last time. Instead he settled for a hand shake. She just sat there and stared at his hand. It was a common gesture but coming from him she didn't trust it.
"It's just a hand shake chere. It won't kill y'. I just want t' thank y'."
Slowly she placed her hand in his. At the touch her head snapped up and she found herself lost in his eyes. It was as if time had stopped. Her heart picked up its pace as her mind suddenly became cloudy. She didn't know what was happening or what to do. She thought his face was getting closer but she couldn't really tell.
When she looked up at him, Remy's smirk left his face. Her emerald eyes were like a beacon to him and all his attention was set on her. He wondered briefly if he could get away with kissing her again. He didn't want to upset her but something about her made him want to pull her into his arms and never let go. It was a new feeling for him and he wasn't sure if he liked it.
They were both saved from the torturous stare however when a blonde came up to the doorway looking for Remy.
"Remy are you ready to go yet. If y' don't leave soon, y' going t' make supper run late. Y' already got Tante going once today, best not tries t' do dat again", she walked off and Remy remembered his original reasons for coming to Rogue.
"Thank y; Mercy", he called over his shoulder. Then his attention turned back to the blushing auburn haired girl before him. He almost lost himself examining the two white streaks that framed her face when reality caught up to him. "Now Rogue, please don't go telling everyone dis Cajun's secrets d'accord (ok). It might get him killed. And about earlier, je suis désolé."
He quickly left the room before he could dog a deeper grave for himself.
His trip to the store and back took less time than he thought and it wasn't long until he found himself serving up his best attempt at the assigned meal. Tante scared him but he was most worried about Rouge's reaction to his cooking. He wished that the first meal he cooked for her would have been something that was a little bit more in his range of expertise. Then when started questioning himself on why it should matter to him. Throwing the conflict out of his mind he reappointed his attention to the conversation at the table.
"So what do y' think of mon fil's (son's) cooking Rogue?" Jean Luc might have directed the question at the new southerner but soon all eyes were on her. It truly was the first time she had been included in the supper conversation and to be welcome to the discussion by Jean Luc was asking for too much attention on her account.
"It's um… I think it taste good. It has plenty of spice", she replied in a sheepish manner.
"Awe chere, y' like mon cooking? Merci", but Rogue refused to get caught in his little trap again.
"Yeah I would Swamp Rat if it didn't burn my tongue. I can't even taste it", with that sharp comment she finished her meal and dismissed herself to her room. Unfortunately for Remy, that's where she stayed for the rest of the night and he didn't get the chance to see her again till the next day.
- END FLASHBACK-
The memory brought a smile to his lips as he lay in his prison cell. It was actually a nicely decorated clear box in the middle of a steel room. He could see the cameras watching his every move and the computer screens keeping track of his different actions. When Remy grew content and finally settled into the couch, his cell door opened and he looked towards his visitor.
Rogue had no idea what she was doing. Remy had just showed up and now she was walking in his cell to see him again. It was as if Remy being at the mansion made him more real and she needed to know that he was real. But she had already seen him once which meant after this confrontation she could only see him one more time this week. The Guild law was unfair but she understood why it as necessary.
"Remy? Sorry if I came at a bad time", her timid words just barely made it to his ears.
"Non, mon amour. I've been waiting to see y' again. I'm glad y' came", he talked with sincerity and she couldn't hold back the tears of joy that escaped her eyes. Running for him, she embraced him and held on tight. "I missed y' Roguey."
"I missed ya too sugar. I'm sorry I left. I just had to find them, ya know so we could…" her sentenced stayed unfinished as he lifted her mouth to his for a passionate kiss. They were both gasping for air when they parted.
"What time is it chere?"
"It's two in the morning. Everyone's asleep so I came down here to see ya. I had to turn off the cameras but Logan can get over it. Why did ya want the time?"
"Cause chere, it was exactly a year ago to dis day that I asked y' and y' said yes", he took her left gloved hand and looked for a bump on her third finger. When he found no such thing he turned to her with a confused look across his face.
Knowing his intention, Rogue reached into a small pocket on her belt and pulled out a small diamond ring. "I couldn't just wear it around. The others would notice and start askin' questions. But I never let it out of my sight, it's always with me."
"Je t'aime, mon amour", he whispered as he slid the ring on her finger and kissed her gloved hand softly. It wasn't long before they found themselves kissing again. But neither noticed the figure lurking in the dark corner.
The unknown person watched in amazement as the pieces started to fall into place. It all made sense now. The tings that person didn't understand before now stuck out like a sore thumb. The new discovery of the southerners' relationship and Rogue's control fit like a key in a lock. This would be perfect. The figure smile to itself before leaving. It had a plan and that involved waiting for the opportune moment to reveal this news.
