Isolation

Disclaimer: I will never own the X-men or Rogue and Gambit. Though I sometimes wish I did.

Characters may be OOC but I am doing this for fun. I hope you enjoy. If you have questions please ask, and reviews are greatly appreciated.

Here's another chapter. Yes, I know it's short, and I'll put the next one longer. This week was hard on me. I'll get another one up soon. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 7

Marie was frozen in her spot. That was the first time she ever heard Remy express his feelings. She contemplated what he just said while he sat there waiting for her answer. She inhaled then exhaled and looked Remy straight in his red eyes.

"I want you to tell me straight, why were you and Carol kissing?" She glared at him as she said this.

Remy dreaded this day. He knew it was coming just not when. He sighed through his nose, how could he tell this without sounding like an excuse? Best he could do was the truth.

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(Remy's POV)

Shortly after Marie left Remy with Carol, the Cajun stayed silent. Carol pushed his chair over to the elevator to where Remy's room was.

"So, Remy, how do you see our relationship?" she asked while leaning over his shoulder in the elevator.

He didn't like where this was going, "Remy, see's our relationship as friends, piti."

She continued to push him to his room. Once there, she moved over to kneel in front of him. She leaned in closer till her lips were inches away from his.

"I think we can be more." she got closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He grabbed her arms and pushed them away. "Remy t'inks the little lady should go back to her room." Remy glared at her.

"Can't I stay a little longer? We can watch a movie or play some games." She pleaded with a pout.

He watched her a bit before he finally gave in and let her start a movie. The show slowly progressed and Carol was getting on Remy's nerves. The movie ended and before he could do anything Carol was right over him holding his arms against his chair. He moved his head away from her as she got closer. Carol had him backed as far as he could go, and she was still advancing for him.

Her lips crashed into his and she held him down, he couldn't push her away. She was using her super strength to keep him from fighting back. Eventually he heard footsteps behind him.

Non, Non! Cherè, don' come in. He screamed in his head.

After, he heard a slight gasp and then footsteps running away from his room. Marie had seen him. And now he knew he most likely couldn't gain back her trust.

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(Marie's POV)

Marie watched Remy's expression through the story. It would change from confused to hurt to sorrow. She knew he was telling the truth. She couldn't deny that it surprised her how Carol did that, but she should have expected it. It sounded like her.

Remy looked at her waiting for her answer. Knew t'is old t'ief couldn't change her mind. He turned his chair to leave. Just before he was out the door, her small hand grabbed one of his on the chair. He turned to look at her as she slowly lowered herself to his height.

She placed her free hand on his cheek and bent forward. Remy felt her lips on his forehead giving him a light kiss. His eyes widened at this action, he wasn't certain how to react. She eventually pulled away and looked him in his blood red eyes.

"Apology accepted." She gave him a small smile.

Marie got up and went behind him. she grabbed the back of his chair and pushed him back to his room. The whole time silence followed them. She entered his room and helped him out of the wheel chair. He limped over to the couch with his arm over Marie's shoulder for support. He sat down and let out a deep sigh.

"You t'ink t'is old Cajun will be on crutches soon?"

"With luck, maybe in a few days." Marie answered honestly.

He chuckled, making her smile. He reached up and grabbed her hand, and sensitively pulled her down next to him. Her grin got bigger. She leaned up against his good shoulder. He wrapped his hand around her shoulders.

"T'anks for the second chance, cherè. It means a lot to me." He brought his head closer to hers.

She nodded, also glad that she allowed him to explain. She relaxed more against him, allowing his warmth to enfold her. His strong body supported her no other way anything else could. He liked the feeling of her small form in his arms. She felt right in his arms, like she was meant to be there. Her eyes grew heavy and she allowed the sleep to follow.

She was half asleep when she felt something interesting. Something soft on her lips, opening her eyes slightly. Remy was barely touching his lips to hers, but he was kissing her. She closed her eyes again and allowed the kiss to continue. She surprised the Cajun by placing her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him a little closer. Remy responded by placing his arm around her waist. The kiss was just a touch and fairly short, but it was still one of the sweetest Marie ever had, and one she would never forget. And that was all thanks to a certain Cajun that showed her some friendship.