CHAPTER 5

"Okay, wha the hell is ya problem?" Rogue said as soon as they were out of the kitchen and in their living room.

"My problem, you want to know what my fucking problem is? I don't have one. I want to know why you are defending him!" Warren yelled at her.

"One lower ya tone, cause Ah don't care for it. Two, ya don't have to go callin' R-Gambit anything, cause he was right. Ya did make it their business when ya blurted that out in front of them."

"I don't have time for this shit! I'm going to be late for work," Warren yelled as grabbed a par of car keys from the lamp desk.

"Ya always do that! Start an argument, then when ya realize when ya wrong, ya walk away!" Rogue snared at his retreating back. Warren didn't say anything as he kept walking and slammed the door closed behind him.

"Asshole," Rogue muttered when the door slammed shut. Ula materialized beside her. Rogue held up her hand.

"Ah don't want ta here it, Ula. Not right now."

"I was wondering if you were going to ask you if you will be returning back the Intuition?' Rogue frowned slightly. Why would that even matter?

"…Yeah…" Ula nodded.

"Then I as your permission to see Eric," Rogue looked at her stunned.

"Ya… ya don't have ta ask for something that. He's your mate." Rogue said still in shock.

"Yes I am aware of that. But I did not think you would simply allow it; seeing as my Eric shares the body with the man who broke your heart." Rogue looked at her now with understanding. Of course she would be wearing of asking to go and see Eric with how feel about Remy. Rogue mentally slapped herself in the head.

"No, no. It don't matter that Eric is sharin' Remy's body. Ah won't keep ya two apart." Ula beamed at her.

"Thank you Anna. Thank you so much." Then she was gone. Sighing, Rogue puffed herself back to the mansion. She spotted her parents about to walk out the door.

"Do ya know where Gambit is?" Rogue asked them before they could go out the door. They turned back at her shocked.

"Remy, Ah think his in his room." Her mama beamed at her. For some reason, Rogue felt every uneasy about that smile and wanted to tell her mother, why Rogue needed to see him.

"Why do ya want ta know where he is?" Her father demanded. She opened to either snap at him or explain, she didn't know which yet, but her mamma answered for her.

"Why does it matter? What do ya think she'll do when she finds him? Fuck him?" Her Mamma hissed. Rogue's eyes widened.

"Do ya?" Her father demanded.

"Did Ah fucking say that? No Ah didn't," Her mamma said as she snatched the door open and stormed out. Her daddy followed her and slammed the door behind them. Rogue sighed. She didn't mean to cause another fight between them. Shaking her head, she started up the stairs to Gambit's room.

Rogue knocked on the door and waited for an answer.

"Oui?" Remy called from the other side of the door.

"It's Rogue. Can Ah come in; Ula wants ta talk ta Eric." A moment later, the door opened and there stood Rogue's former lover. He stood there in nothing but a towel. His body still wet from just coming out of the shower. Rogue gulped, and she could feel her heart as it began to beat faster.

"Come in. Just let Remy get dressed. Yo' can sit on the bed." Remy said as he turns his back to her. Rogue just nodded and went inside and closed the door softly behind her. All she could picture was snatching that damn towel off of him and throwing him on this damn bed and-

"Rogue?" Rogue jumped as she looked over to the bathroom to see Gambit in a plain black T-shirt and a pair of dark blue pants. And to say that he looked like as good as Sin, would be an understatement. His arms were folded across his chest and he was leaning against the door frame and looking at her in concern.

"Huh?"

"Are yo' alright?"

"Yeah, fine." Hell no.

"Okay, so yo' said that Ula wants ta talk ta Eric?" Rogue nodded. She didn't trust her voice at the moment. She was still trying not to picture her stripping those damn clothes off him and fucking him like a madwoman.

"We'll they be takin' over our bodies?" Rogue shrugged. She hadn't even asked Ula that.

Will it be easier if I do, Anna?

Rogue tilted her head to the side.

Is this ya that's puttin this thoughts in meh head?

No. But I am thinking the same thing about Erick at this moment. It has been long since I felt his touch.

You-

Don't worry, Anna. I resist the urge to indulge myself as you do. I only wish to talk to him. That's all.

Fine.

"Ula would like for them to use are bodies. Are ya okay with this?" Rogue asked Remy. He didn't answer for a moment then nodded.

"Eric was just askin' the same thing." Remy said as he came to sit down on the bed beside Rogue. They were silent for a moment.

"Well then, Ah guess Ah'll see ya when they're done." Rogue said before she slipped into the darkness.

"Rogue, come on wake up," Rogue heard someone call softly. Rogue groaned and turned over.

"Five more minutes," Rogue slurred. The person chuckled softly.

"Come Chere," Remy said thickly in Rogues hear. Rogue bolted up in surprise. Then she remembered why she was in Remy's room.

Did ya have a nice talk with Eric? Rogue asked Ula.

Yes, I did. Thank you for that. I've been wishing to talk to him for a long while.

Ya welcome.

"How long was Ah asleep?" Remy shrugged.

"Not long." Rogue nodded and stood.

"Rogue?" Remy said as Rogue as she reached the door. She turned sideways and looked at him.

"Yeah?"

"This ain't none of Remy's place, but…"

Rogue turned fully too look at him in his eyes. For some reason, she knew exactly what he was about to ask her.

"Ask it Cajun." Rogue all but demanded.

"Are yo' happy Rogue?" Rogue paused at the question. She wanted to tell him yes. She was happy with her husband. That she was happy every single day with Warren by her side. But even she couldn't tell a boldfaced lie like that. And she's told a lot of them. But even with all this time, she couldn't just look into Remy's beautiful red on black eyes and lie to him. Damn him for that. Damn meh for that. I can't lie ta him, damnit. No, Ah can't. So instead of telling him what she really wanted to say, which she didn't know anymore. She turned back to the door and opened it and walked out without saying a single word to him.