Another tedious day, spending most of her time marking papers, Storm failed to notice that the day was almost coming to an end. When she was finally done she exhaled and let her hair loose. There was a knock on her office door, looking up and almost instantly smiling wholesomely as she watched the handsome Cajun stride in.

He kissed her softly on the lips, taking her hand and stroking it, his loving gaze not leaving hers for a single second.

"Chere, let's go somewhere…" he whispered

"Where?"

"Dun know, but…somewhere, niice…y'deserve it."

She let out a giggle, "and you don't?"

He shrugged, scratching his hair, "Put on something nice, Remy goan take you out tonight…"

She was blushing now, it had been long since Ororo was last on a date, "Ok then, what time?"

"Soon as y'get ready…pandant."

They kissed again, more passionately this time, his kisses- a reminder of how good it felt to be with someone. Ororo was in seventh heaven and she didn't want it to stop. However, her ecstasy was short lived when Bobby entered the room. The Iceman cleared his throat making his presence known. Reluctantly the couple separated from their kiss.

"Oui monsieur, what can we do for you?" Remy smiled mischievously at his friend.

"Not we, more like Stormster here…it's about tomorrow." he was looking at Storm, but quickly faced Remy "You still going. Right?"

Remy nodded eagerly, "'F Remy dun go, Stormy goan kill 'im."

"Yes, Bobby? What is it you want to know?" Ororo bit her lip, a habit she did whenever she was deep in thought.

Bobby shrugged, "Well what can you tell us about the field trip?"

"It is a camping trip, out in the wilderness, we have 4 separate tents, the girls in one, the guys in the other, Jean and Scott in one and you and Remy in the last one…"

Bobby eyes widened, "Red and one eye coming along?"

Ororo smiled, "You didn't think the professor would let the two of you handle this alone?" She nudged Remy softly, who seemed deep in thought.

Bobby shrugged, "Didn't think Jean and Scott were back on good terms…"

"That's amour for y'…" Remy mumbled, "So we jus' goan sit n watch…"

"Well, it is sort of a teambuilding activity, in the morning there will be rafting, group activities and all sorts, just a way of getting everyone together…."

"The point of this?" Bobby asked, refusing to listen to what more Ororo had to say.

"The point is, they learn the essence of working together as a team…" Ororo sighed.

"Why you not coming?" Remy snuggled closer to her, "Dun wanna share a tent with 'im…"

"I'd love to…but Charles insisted, I stay behind…" she stroked his cheek and smiled lovingly at him.

"What time we have to be up?" Bobby's impatience was growing, he also noticed that their constant touching and stroking was getting on his last nerve. He wanted to disappear fast.

"5 in the morning…"

"JESIS!" both men exclaimed simultaneously.

"Remy don even remember when last 'e got up that early…"

"I know, Bobby either…" Bobby slapped his hand on his forehead, "That's way too early Ororo…"

"Well, that's part of camping…"

"Still goan take y'out" Remy smiled at her, "Get dressed…morrow goan take care of itself…"

Ororo grinned, grabbing her books and walking out the door, she turned to him "I'll see you in a bit then…give me 15 minutes."

He watched her admiringly as she gracefully walked out the door.

"Damn…you are struck, man!"

"Shut up!"

Bobby whistled, "Seriously…never seen you like that…I mean…Storm is a great gal.."

Remy raised an eyebrow, "Ah be sensing you not too 'appy bout eht..…"

"Rogue….."

Remy paused briefly in order to compose the words that were jumbling in his head, he knew how Bobby felt when it came to Rogue, after all the Iceman did possess a soft spot for the southern belle. When his advances seemed to be in vain he had calmly backed off and assumed the position of avid supporter and friend, for Rogue of course. "Rogue n Ah be 'avin our differences, with tahm we noticed, that there was no path that we could both take together…"

"So you both decided to end it?"

Remy raised his shoulders, "Yeah, y'can say that…"

"Aw Lebeau, you freakin' liar that woman loves the crap outta you!"

"Eht's complicated…Bobby," He studied his friend before proceeding, "Sumtimes, it's jez best tha way eht eez…Remy with Stormy now, n Rogue she understands dis…well, she will…Dun wanna talk about this."

"Right…" Bobby quickly changed the topic he didn't want to step on his friends toes, "But tomorrow is a different day, I'm gonna make sure I get some good sleep…you take care…"

He was about walking out of the room, when he stopped to face his friend. Choosing his words carefully he slowly began, "Remy?"

Remy levelled his eyes to Bobby's "Oui.., mon ami?"

"Most of the time, I find myself not being taken seriously…" He stopped the Cajun from cutting in, "Let me finish Lebau…I know what the other's say and don't say about me. I know what they think. I am immature. I agree. So when I do find myself having something to say….It quickly turns into a joke. I get picked on, we joke about it, I end up the fool and everyone is happy…" He paused waiting for Remy to say something. Words were scarce and the Cajun stood in front of him unable to figure out what to say next. Bobby continued, "I love Rogue, she is like a dear friend to me... And yeah, I wanted more than that from her, but with my luck…well that's another story…and you…"

Remy shot him an icy look, "What me?"

Bobby stepped back, in a low manner he replied, "You…always get the girl…girls…Ororo. I mean, I admire Ororo so much and damn, Remy…you can't be dragging everyone down with you…"

"Ain't draggin no one down, Drake! Best be watching yo mouth…y'stepping on wired grounds now…"

Bobby lifted his hands, "I'm just saying…"

"Ah love Storm…no shet about that…Remy loves her…The rest ain't yo fucking business 'nyways…" Remy brushed passed Bobby, pushing him slightly to the side. At the door Bobby called out his name, the Cajun stood still, not looking back but waiting for what he had to say.

"Let's just say a Rogue's love isn't like a coming Storm…."

"Fuck's that supposed tah mean?" Not waiting for a reply Remy hissed and quickly disappeared out of the room.

Bobby stood fixed to the ground, he couldn't believe that he gathered up that much courage to talk to Remy in such a manner. A feeling of guilt quickly crawled up on him and the more he replayed their conversation the more he wished he would have just kept his thoughts to himself.

"Nice one Drake…"he muttered to himself, Remy was right what was happening in his personal life was none of his business. "God I need to find something to do around here…or…"

"Or what?" Warren was passing by the corridor when he spotted Storm's classroom wide open. Expecting to meet the white haired lady in her room he was fairly surprised to see Bobby talking to himself.

Bobby flinched, "You gotta stop creeping up on people that way…"

"Did no such thing." he glanced around the room, confirming to himself that Bobby was indeed alone in the room. "You talking to yourself nowadays?" he asked a cheeky grin appearing on his face.

"No…well…Remy was here…"

"So?" Warren stretched spreading his wings before sitting on Storm's table grabbing one of her books he started looking through the pages, "So what if he was here?"

Bobby exhaled, "I kindda told him how I felt about it all."

Warren closed the heavy text book, his expression serious, he calmly spoke, "It being?"

"Oh come on Warren!" Bobby exclaimed, "You know what I am talking about, the whole school has been talking about it…"

Warren, although knowing fully well what Bobby was talking about, innocently shook his head.

"Remy and Ro." Bobby mumbled quickly.

"What about them?"

The questioned pissed Bobby off greatly because he knew Warren well.

God damn Winged idiot! He knows exactly what's going on between the two of them.

"You're gonna tell me? Or you'll just stand here fuming while I ponder what the hell you are talking about."

Bobby shrugged, "They are official now…"

"Official in what way?"

"Now you are pissing me off…."

"Goood…." Warren smiled, "Cuz you are being stupid, if those two are getting to you…"

Bobby thought for a while, "True…should be you…not me."

Raising his left eyebrow, Warren's grin quickly disappeared, "And you say this because…"

"because, you have it in for Ororo Munroe as well…BIG TIME!" Bobby punched his friend lightly on the arm, "That's the truth and you can't hide nada from me!"

"Nothing left to hide, at the rate you are going, you'll never find your brain…"

"I don't get it…"

"Seeeee!"

They paused for a moment before Angel began to speak, "So…you think I like her…"

"You STILL like her…"

Warren shrugged, "Well, everyone's entitled to their own messed up opinions…Yet, it's none of our business.."

"Too late, I spilled the beans…" Bobby bit his lip.

"He didn't take too well?"

"Dunno..with Gambit….one never knows…"

"Well, better out than in…" Warren stood up, "Let's have a few beers."

"Can't, need to get up at 5ish…"

Warren's wings slouched, "Come on! I'm leaving tomorrow. Be like a farewell drink amongst two friends."

Bobby however tempting the offer was adamantly stuck to his policy. He was having an early night today and no one was going to prevent him otherwise. They walked out the classroom not forgetting to turn off the lights before closing the door behind them. They teased each other as they usually did however this was short-lived when further down the corridor they heard someone exclaim

"UHHH LA LA LA, SWIT JESIS!"

Both men hurried pace, the image of Remy appeared in the hallway, starring up the stairs, his eyes captivated and when Warren and Bobby stopped to look at what had caught the Cajun's attention, they too found that their hearts skipped a beat.

Storm -walking down the stairs, a beauty in every aspect, wearing a short sleeveless black and white cocktail dress. Her breast looking fuller, slightly revealed by the v-shaped neckline, as the silky material transcended down her body, revealing a fresh set of long smooth unblemished legs. No one had ever seen Storm in such a manner, the lady known for her dirty jeans and tank tops could pass for a world class model. Her hair was blow dried and neatly layered, she had on little make-up but accessorized her face with a pair of sparkling dangling earrings.

Storm stopped, "What???" she looked down at all three men who stood and stared at her in total awe.

"Shet, Stormy…you look FANTASTIQUE!!!!" Remy beamed.

Trying hard not to blush, Ororo walked down the staricase. She had finally swallowed up the courage to wear the black and white sleeveless cocktail dress that she had blindly bought few months ago while under the influence of the ferocious three, Yes, Kitty Jubilee and Northstar. Judging from Remy's reaction she was glad she had bought it.

"Oh come on, Remy!" She gushed reaching out for his hand before snuggling up comfortably in his warm embrace.

Warren stammered, "N-n-no…s-s-seriously Ro! You are beautiful!"

"Thank you Warren," her eyes never leaving Remy's. "Shall we?"

"Mais ouiii, mah African queen…"

"Where we going?" she asked, casting a worried look at Bobby who seemed awfully quiet, "Are you ok, Bobby?"

"What? Yeah…of course." Bobby straightened up, "Never seen you this way, kindda odd…You look hot!"

"An she smell nice too…" Remy kissed her hair, "Thank God you mine…"

Ororo giggled, "Thanx Bobby….once in a while…not everyday is Christmas…"

"Sure wish it was…" Warren held his breath, he had no intentions of saying that out loud.

Remy, if he heard it or not, did not heed to his words, "Remy an Stormy be going now…it's a surprise babe. Let's go! Catch the two off you later" He held her by the hand and led her out of the door. The stares had made him uncomfortable, he realized that he didn't like other guys looking at his woman in such a way.

With Rogue eht was different' Remy didn't mahnd…but no one goan stare at Stormy that way.

Ororo glanced at them one last time, waving happily, excitement clearly visible on her face, before exiting the door.

In silence, they watched the two of them leave as they closed the front door before them.

"Beginning to think, you might have a thing or two for Ro…" the Wolverines figure gradually stepped into the light. He had been observing the whole scene in the corner not wanting to make himself known.

Only God knows, how the Cajun mighta handled it…and after how I treated Ro…it's best to watch from a distance…and damn was she fine!

"Logan! Who are you referring to…" Warren asked, still a bit surprised that the wolverine was there all along.

"You of course…"

"See! Told ya!" Bobby smiled victoriously, "Ain't nothing going passed me! You were here all along???" Bobby starred at Logan who simply ignored the younger mutant.

Warren shrugged, "Makes me think why you'd be hiding in the corner…"

"Don't change the topic, bub…just admit it!"

"Nothing will come off it, Logan. She's clearly with Remy now." Warren grinned he could feel Logan cringe.

"Fuck yeah she is…too bad, it ain't gonna last…"

"Why?" Bobby cut in, "What makes you say that.."

Wolverine spoke revealing a glint in his eyes, "Cuz Ah know the Cajun…he's just gonna hurt her. I know his kind."

"Well, Ororo is a grown woman…she can handle herself." Warren was quick to point out.

"You telling me Worthington, that you ain't bothered…at least a little bit?" Logan shot in sharply.

"Well, out of the three of us…she picked him! At least be a gentleman and accept that."

"So you do have feelings for her?"

Warren nodded his head, "There was a time…but it was unrequited…no sense in pursuing that kind of deal.."

Logan sneered, "Fucked up world we live in." changing the topic he asked, "when you going?"

"Day after…"

Bobby looked at his friend surprised at his answer, "Thought you said…"

"The DAY AFTER…" Warren repeated himself, Bobby instantly knew not to argue any further.

Logan smiled, "We'll go to the bar tomorrow then. I need to run and get some stuff done…see you fools later."

When Bobby was sure he and Warren were alone, he turned to his friend, "What made you change your mind?"

Warren's gaze was still fixed in the direction Logan had exited from, "Don't trust Ro alone with Wolf man…something dark about him these days…"

They proceeded to the stairs, under his breath Bobby muttered, "Sure…you can lie to yourself…but for fucks sake don't lie to me, too…" Luckily the other man did not seem to hear him. He was too deep in thought. His mind far away, thinking of various what ifs…Especially one seemed to reoccur frequently.

What if Ro…had been mine?