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Chapter 7

A striking women with curled blonde hair that ironically shined like a million diamonds walked into the 18th century styled room.

"Ahh, Emma" A tall man said as he stood to greet her, his eyes zeroing in on the manila envelope in her hand.

He stretched out his hand towards the envelope as Emma held it out.

"Is it all in here?" He said looking up sharply as he felt the thinness of it.

"All they could get" she said.

"I thought they were the best" he said mockingly.

"They are but there wasn't much on her" Emma said haughtily before gracefully placing her herself on the couch.

"What do you want with her anyway?" She said smiling coyly as she placed her hand on his thigh.

"She had something I want" he said turning to the beautiful blonde and smirking before placing his hand over hers and attacking her lips with his own.

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"Wakey, wakey" An overly cheery voice said as I rolled over snuggling my pillows tighter. Feeling something tugging on my covers I curled up into a ball keeping a tight grip on them.

"Oh for Pete's sake" the voice said before I was bathed in sunlight. I hissed and pulled the duvet over my head. My mistake was loosening my grip as I was soon very, very cold.

"God you are stubborn" I squinted to get a better look at my attacker, seeing a mass of blonde curls I cringed.

"Mercy, go away" I said crankily. She seemed overly familiar with me, like we had been friends for years. Which in a way we had if you counted how much I knew about her thanks to Remy.

Your welcome chere, Remy snickered.

Bugger off swap rat I'm tired.

You do need to get up my dear, Eirc said calmly, to which I growled causing Remy and Logan to laugh as he huffed.

"Non, we are going shopping, you need clothes for your trip, and in general. Who knows if you have any nice clothes at cette maison mystérieuse au vôtre" (this mysterious house of yours) She cringed at the thought, before shaking her shoulder and smiling again.

"And what exactly am I going to wear today?" I said as I sat up rubbing my eyes before stretching my arms above my head.

She looked perplexed at that as she tilted her head to the side.

"I have a loose dress, it should fit you, may be a tad bit shorter than it's supposed to be though" She said clapping her hands together in glee.

"I can't show skin"

"Oh don't be a prude" She said waving off my argument.

"No really, it's part of my mutation, skin to skin contact with me is not something to wish for" I said smartly.

"I have tights and you have gloves, it will be fine" She said before walking out of the room presumsedly to go get the dress.

I saw Remy dodge the door as it banged open and smiled at me with humour in his eyes as Mercy walked away.

He was shirtless, with very low lying bottoms. I was not staring. But I was blushing, which did so not mean I was staring.

Just accept it chere you attracted to Remy

Shut up swap rat, I growled before I looked up at Remy who was watching my blush with mirth.

"You enjoying the view chere" He said leaning against the door frame.

"God Remy put on a shirt" Mercy said as she pushed her past him with the dress I assumed was for me. Remy saluted her mockingly before winking at me causing my cheeks to flare. I could hear him laughing all the way down the hall.

"Sorry about that, he thinks he is God's gift to women" Mercy shook her head before smirking at the blush on my face. "Which some seem to think he is" I coughed loudly and looked away.

"Soooo... is this my clothing for the day" I said, Mercy started laughing at my pathetic attempt to change the subject.

"Yes and here are your tights" She placed them all on the bead and left me to get changed.

She as wasn't kidding about the dress being shorter, I thought to myself and I tugged on the dresses hem that barely covered my thighs as I walked down the stairs to the kitchen.

I saw a group of people all laughing and messing around as they waited with empty plates in front of them for the food to be served. Remy smirked at me as I walked in and raised an eyebrow as he looked the length, or lacking, of my dress.

I blushed before noticing that the only empty seat was beside Remy. He patted the empty chair which I walked towards trying not to touch the hem of my dress too much.

"So this your belle amie" A boy about my age said, his hair was dark brown and spiked just a little in the front. He was cute; he shared the same boyish features as Henri.

He stood and took my gloved hand in his, kissing it and sitting back down.

"I'm Emil" He said smiling.

"We call him Lapin" Henri said happily.

"You call him rabbit?" I questioned, slightly bemused.

"Non, chere that be his second name, Lapin just fits more than Emil"

"Oi!"

"Hush child" Tante said, hitting Lapin over the head with a dish rag as she walked in carrying a plate of pancakes.

Crepes chere.

I know swamp rat, hush up.

They smelt amazing. The plate was put in the middle of the table which was immediately reached for by the males.

"Ah ah ah" Tante smacked their hands away "Ladies first" I smiled at her gratefully as she placed a crepe on my plate.

I placed some grabbed a banana from the middle and chopped it up. Placing it on my crepe and looked up to see Remy already wolfing down his.

"Pig" I scoffed and then blushed realising I was within his family. I looked down at the table before hears bellowing laughter.

"She got you down to a T mon frère" Henri managed to get out between laughs.

"You turning Remy's family against him already chere" He said frowning down at me, I tried not to let the giggle escape me at his pout but I just couldn't help myself.

"Hurry up, and stop distracting Rogue, we have a long day of shopping ahead of us" Mercy smiled scarily, I cringed back into my seat.

HA! That's what you get for making fun of Remy,

She wasn't making fun Cajun, she was telling the truth,

Roguey would never do that,

She might if you keep calling her that,

I also think Rogue may appreciate not having a head ache courtesy of the two of you,

Thank you, I said to Eric before closing the door to the guys for a while.

I hadn't noticed I had finished my crepe until I felt my hand being yanked towards the door and I was soon enough being pulled out of the front door. And all I could think about was how loud the men in that family laughed.

I wish I could've said that my feet weren't killing me but that would've been a horrendous lie. Mercy seemed to think my wardrobe for the journey was going to be the size of the Le Beau mansion. I couldn't correct her as she was incorrigible. I had starting to think that just being around the Le Beau's was enough to pick up the more irritating family traits.

"Come on Rogue pick up your feet. We still have to go to Helen's" Mercy looked back at me with distaste. She huffed before glaring at me a little more. I pouted. I wasn't proud of it but hey any means to an end.

"Fine" she growled, "this can be our last one". I smiled giddily which made her face soften just a tad till she was smiling at me in that motherly way that only a pouting child could pull out. I still can't decide it that was an achievement or not.

We walked towards a small boutique that had Helen's in big looping black letters. I stepped through the door and was overwhelmed by the beauty of the shop.

"Mercy!" I woman in her early thirties said in a jubilant voice as she loped her way towards us with an easy grace. Her deep red hair was tied back in a bun with full bangs that shaped brought out the near perfect structure of her face. I was extremely jealous of her looks to say the least.

"Amelie!" Mercy cheered greeting the woman with a light embrace and a kiss on each cheek.

"Who is your friend?" Amelie smiled at me.

"This is Rogue, Rogue this is Amelie, she is the daughter of the owner" Amelie advanced towards me as to greet me as well but I quickly shifted back and help out my hand. She looked at with slight distaste but grasped it firmly. I smiled awkwardly, and shuffled my feet.

"Nice to meet you" I lightly tipped my head and smiled as she laughed happily.

"Ah, a friend from Mississippi" She was bundle of happiness which was slightly strange, but she reminded me of someone else I knew. The only link I could make was that it had something to do with a cat, but I soon dismissed it from my mind and focused on the conversation.

"Well, I think Pink might look good on her especially with those unique streaks" Amelie was appraising me, i was assuming git had something to with the colour of clothes as she had said pink would suit me. It did take me that long to realise.

"PINK! No, no way I draw the line at pink" I was shaking my head in a panic to which Merci simply looked on amused.

"No pink?" Amelie said innocently.

"NO PINK!" I said firmly, to which she simply shrugged her shoulders and started to make her way over to the racks of clothes. It was then that got to take a good look around the shop. It remeinded me of a bridal shop, the styling was mostly white with Dark wood furniture and vases of flowers in vibrant arranges of pink. I couldn't help but think that the place looked beautiful.

Not as beautiful as you chere,

I thought I kicked you out,

There be no keeping Remy away from you ma chere, the annoying thing was that I didn't even need to see his face to know that he was smirking.

"Oh and Amelie, preferably things that cover her arms and legs fully" I smiled at Mercy gratefully as Amelie waved her hand to say she understood.

Mercy then guided me over to a glass casket that had some of the most beautiful pairs of gloves I had ever seen.

"Pick some, preferably that will go with most outfits" I looked in awe at the gloves and wondered how Mercy had known that I really did love my gloves. Even though they took away one of the most important senses, I couldn't help but feel they gave some elegance. I don't know if I felt this way about my gloves before I lost my memory or not but, and I knew it was stupid, but they seemed to connect me to those memories, because I knew that even then I must have had to wear them. Kind of how Harry first felt about his scar, but then he grew to hate it , maybe it would be the same with gloves for me but right now showing me these was one of the nicest things Mercy could have done.

"Thank you" She smiled nodded her head before going over to Amelie, leaving me to pick a pair of gloves.

As they came over to me with a pile of clothes for me to try on I help up the gloves I had chosen. They were dark beige leather, just enough to cover my hands with a small hole on the underside of my wrist that was trimmed in a very light cream leather with a small bow to cover the fastening.

"Do you approve?"

"I do" Mercy said, Amelie nodding at my choice with a smile. "Now go try these on"

The clothes were elegant yet practical, Mercy had obviously considered what may happen to me and Remy on our trip while picking them out.

There was a pair of dark jeans and a pair of light ones, a cream leather jacket that would go really well with my gloves and white blouses. I was happy with the choices, just as Mercy and Amelie where when I showed them the clothes on me, and blushed bright red as they complimented me.

"Right we need to get miss rogue home" Mercy smiled and before wishing goodbye to Amelie who moved forward to embrace me again this time I accepted. She was careful of my skin even though we hadn't told her the full story.

"You come here whenever you're in town okay, you are great to dress up." Amelie smiled at me and waved as we left the shop.

"You go there often?"

"Of course" She grinned, she looked over at me and her smile dropped a sneer taking over her face.

"What-"

"So this is Remy's new slut?" A tall leggy blonde said as she three her head in the air and looked down her noise at me.

Merde, Remy said in my head.

Belladonna? I asked recognising pictures of her from my head.

Oui, he said sharply,

Don't be smart with this one kid, Logan said warily.

I am not going to let some psycho call me a slut, I snapped pushing them out of my mind.

"God, don't be so petty" Mercy snarled, turning to face the savage blonde.

"Bite me" Belladonna said as she turned to face me. "I'm sure she's capable enough to talk for herself"

"I'm capable of a lot more than talking you poisonous bitch" I smirked as she flushed with rage.

"Watch who you're taking too" she said as she stepped closer to me.

"Make me" I snarled.

"Rogue, come on she not worth it" Mercy pleaded trying to get m out of the situation but I was too annoyed.

"Rogue? What kind of name is that" Belladonna and her little cronies laughed like that was the funniest thing alive.

"Why don't you come and find out?" I said as I went to remove my glove. Belladonna saw this and her eyes flickered up to my hair. I saw a slight fear flicker in her eyes.

"Freak" She spat and I lurched forward.

I felt arms wrap around my shoulders to stop me from moving forward and sucking life out of the bitch.

"She not worth it chere" Remy's smooth Cajun whispered into my ear and I relaxed just a bit. I felt myself be passed off to someone else who kept a tight grip on me, but I wasn't fighting anymore.

"Belladonna, Rogue got nothing to do with what happened between us, so back off" Remy snarled at her who simply glared at him before storming off.

Remy then turned his glare on me.

"What were you thinking?" He snarled.

"I don't care what kind of damn feud you got going on" I heard hissing, wondering how I knew about that no doubt, behind me but my rage was focused on Remy, "I am not going to let some bitch you is named after a poisonous plant call me a slut" I shouted before storming away in the direction of a hotel I had seen on the way to Helen's. I had enough money in my purse for one night and I didn't want to be anywhere near Remy.

"Where the hell are you going?" He shouted from behind me.

"The hell away from you" I yelled back from over my shoulder.


So sorry it has taken me so long to update but it is my longest chapter so I was hoping this would make up for it.

And Rogue it kind in the middle of movie Rogue and evo rogue, with a modern twist on her fashion style from the 90's tv show. She is a mixture of Rogue :D She is not a pessimistic as Evo but not as (no offense to any one who likes her) wimpy as in the movies. Hope you like my twist on rogue :D

Please review and thank you so much fro all the people following my story and favoriting it :D