WARNING RATED M FOR MATURE! There are violent scenes some scenes contain mild to moderate sexual content. Even sexual violence, please read at your own risk!
WARNING ALL CHAPTERS MIGHT INCLUDE SEXUAL REFERENCES, MILD TO MODERATE SWEARING. AND DUH VIOLENCE OF ALL KINDS... MATURE READERS ONLY PLEASE!
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The voices of Rogue and the men filled the Cajun's ears. At first it was nothing more than distorted sounds but eventually Remy could hear the voices clearly. His eyes fluttered open, his vision was blurred but slowly cleared up enough to see the men as they left the room. Taking a mentally picture of the men as they left his consciousness left him once again.
Rogue's soft hair graced Remy's fingertips causing his hand to twitch slightly. His eyes fluttered open once more, his vision much more clear now. A light pressure, pressed down on his lap. looking down he noticed Rogue laying, cradled up with her head in his lap. His hand brushed through her hair, as full consciousness returned he noticed her shirt had been ripped to shreds showing her bra underneath. Her pants had also been removed. She was shaking from the cold temperature in the room and her body had been bruised and ravaged. Quickly Remy picked her up in his arms in the process removing his long brown duster and placed it on her tying it around her body to cover her up and try to shield her from the cold. Rage was the first emotion that overtook the Cajun. Clenching his fist and thrusting it into the gray concrete of the wall. If he wouldn't have been so overwhelmed with emotion at that moment he would have realized his increased speed and strength had left his body. He was cradling her in his arms not caring if her skin touched his and the consequences it would cause.
"Ah'r y' okay?..wha' happened 'ere Rogue?!" Worry filled his voice and his accent wasn't as strong as it had been previously, it was the first time Remy had actually used her name.
Rogue stirred when she felt her skin begin to grow warmer. She could feel herself being picked up as panic rose up in her.
"Get off of me!" She rasped out, nearly flying out of his lap. Terror filling her eyes. Confusion slightly set in until she spotted Remy, realizing he was holding onto her. She was shaking. She blushed furiously when she realized she was indecent and Remy had covered her up. She opened her mouth to speak and closed her eyes, clenching her jaws tightly.
"Ah don't have mah powers." She whispered softly as she leaned forward in his arms and clung to him. Feeling more afraid than she had ever remembered feeling. So many different emotions went through her mind. Was this permanent? What did it mean for her life now? Could this be her shot at a normal life? Tears filled her eyes. She was trembling now. So much was going on. Normally the loss of her powers would have made her happy, but in these circumstances it made her vulnerable. Rogue looked down and saw Remy's hands on her wrists gently. She instantly spotted the places where his arms came into contact with her skin, rather the skin that was free of his duster. She swallowed hard.
She hadn't felt a simple touch like this in far too long. Her eyes turned to him, her face was hauntingly pale. She was nearly tensing in his arms out of sheer habit, and slight worry her powers might return and hurt him at any moment. At the same time she wanted more. Her lip was trembling softly as a few tears slipped down her cheeks. She wanted this to be permanent. Could life really be so cruel as to show her what she wanted so desperately only to take it away again? Her face was torn with emotions. The situation dawned on her. They were coming back for her.
"Remy, they were gonna..." She swallowed hard and covered her thighs a little bit more, self consciously. She swallowed hard again, not being able to swallow down the lump forming in her throat.
"They…were gonna…Like Ah wasn't a person...They're gonna comin' back!" She cried out as she threw her arms around his neck, clinging to him with all she had. She buried her face in his bare neck. She was trembling as she sat up more wrapping her legs around his waist just to feel safe for a moment. She held onto him keeping her face buried in the nape of his neck partially out of shame and horror.
Feeling her grip her legs around him and nestle her face into his neck, Gambit's eyes began to glow a fiery red. Anger filled his person, his clenched fist trembling.
"Calm y'self petite, Remy's 'ere." His voice was lulling, his accent barely noticeable. Smoothing her hair back with his gloved hand, Gambit tried calming her.
"Shhh...Gambit won't let not'ing happen to y' Cherie." He continued trying to lull her back to a calm state. Inside the Cajun was raging, he muttered to himself.
"I'm goin' kill d'em." Picking her up gently, his arms still protectively wrapped around her, his muscles taught. Walking over to the cell door, Gambit gripped the bar and attempted to focused trying to charge the kinetic energy around the bars. Rogue sniffled as he calmed her. She felt it odd to have him touching her so freely. When he rose to his feet with ease she gasped. She had to be heavy and he was holding her as if she weight a mere 5 pounds. She blushed intensely.
Pausing and taking a deep breath he attempted the charge the door once again. Eyes narrowed, he attempted to kick the door down. Repeatedly loud thuds sounded as the heel of his boot pounded. Realizing even his intensified strength was now gone Remy muttered. She studied his face as he attempted to free them. The taunt anger spreading through his being was something she could feel. It in a strange way made her happy. Remy was a dangerous man all on his own powers or not. Now add rage into that factor and she knew he could do some real damage. Still Remy's anger aside the situation wasn't looking too good for them.
"Shit..." Remy's accent thick once again, the glow in his eyes wasn't as bright as they had been previously. "Remy's abilities seem ta' be out a commission as well." Placing his back against the wall, the Cajun slowly slid down keeping Rogue cradled in his arms. Smoothing her hair once again he kept his eyes dead set on the door readying himself for when they came in once again. The only intention he had now was hurting them for hurting Rogue like they had.
Rogue continued to watch him as he sat down and held her. She sat up some in his arms and looked into his glowing eyes.
