"oh Ro-guey!" A sing-song voice said.
Rogue groaned and buried her head deeper into the pillow. "Go 'way!" She grumbled swatting at Remy.
"Ya gotta get up, chere. One Eye's havin' a Danger Room session, 'parently we got dis new psychic chick dat we gotta test out." He told her pulling off the covers.
She blearily sat up squinting and looking out the window. Her expression turned that of horror as she said, "The sun ain't even up!"
He chuckled as he helped her out of bed.
A few minutes later, the two were down in the kitchen with large cups of coffee. "Ya know chere, you're gonna get addicted t' coffee da way ya keep drinkin' it, stunt your growth too."
"Shut up. It wouldn't be that way if Scott would have his sessions at normal hours of the day." Rogue mumbled darkly, taking an especially large sip.
"Roguey, Roguey, Roguey, what am I do wit' you?"
"Ya' can stop callin' me 'Roguey' for one..."
"Who's that blonde babe over dere?" Remy asked gesturing to a blonde (obviously) wearing a disturbingly-tight-all-white outfit. (no rhyme intended)
"How the hell should Ah know?" She snapped.
"My, you're grumpy dis mornin'..."He muttered.
She sighed. "Ah know, Ah'm sorry, Ah just didn't sleep well..."
He opened his mouth to say something when the "blonde babe" came over. "Hello, My name's Emma, Emma Frost. I'm the new psychic." She said, then looking at Rogue she said. "They're quite real, darling."
Rogue turned bright red narrowing her eyes at Emma. "Get outta my head, Ah have enough people in there without ya sneaking around!"
"You were projecting quite loudly, and if it's about me, then I have the right to know." Emma stated coldly.
Remy leaned down and whispered, "I've seen many fake boobs in my day, and dose are real.''
"Oh Shut up!"
Emma smiled slyly. "Well, I'm Remy, and dis is Roguey.''
"Just Rogue." she corrected.
"Charmed, I'm sure," Emma said looking Rogue up and down.
Sensing a fight, Remy said, ''We should get goin', chere."
A little while later, everyone was in the Danger Room.
"Everyone, we're here because we have another new recruit." Scott began gesturing to Emma who was looking quite bored and examining her nails. "Ms. Frost, why don't you tell everyone what you do."
She looked up after a moment and began, "Well, I'm a psychic, not more powerful than Charles, but certainly much more so than any one else." She stared pointedly at Jean. "I also can turn my skin into diamonds, but I don't like to for this prohibits the use of my telepathy."
''Very well then. As usual, we will do the excercise where we must get from one side to the other before time runs out. This session will begin in 30 seconds."
About halfway through, Remy yelled, "Rogue! Look out!"
Rogue turned to see a metal ball come hurtling toward her. Before she had time to react, Emma was in front of her in her diamond form. Luckily she was able to stop it, but the force of the impact caused her to fall onto Rogue. Remy rushed over and helped the two up. "You guys okay?" He asked.
"Of course," Emma replied briskly while Rogue was a bit more hesitant. "Yeah-Yeah, Ah'm ok Ah guess... Ah don't know why Ah didn't see it sooner..." She mumbled then turned to Emma. "Um-tha-thanks Ah guess..."
Emma nodded then continued on her way through the battlefield. "What really happened back dere, chere?" Remy asked gently.
"Not now" was all she said before continuing on her way. Remy was sure to keep an eye on Rogue at all times the rest of the session but was pleased to find he didn't need to.
After both southerners had showered, Remy asked, "What happened out dere today?"
Rogue sighed. "Ah-Ah dont really know..."
"Whaddya mean?"
"Ah-Ah don't really remember... Ah just blacked out for a couple seconds... Ah was dodgin' the lasers one minute, then over by those cannon ball things the next with you shoutin' to me..."
"Ya should tell da Prof, chere," He told her seriously.
"Ah'm fine, Rems, really. Ah just kinda day-dreamed for a couple minutes."
"Not da way ya made it sound a minute ago."
"Ah'm fine, really," She gave him a big cheesy smile.
"Must ya insult my intelligence?"
"Ah didn't think ya had any."
"So cruel chere!" He dramatically put a hand over his heart and looked towards the ceiling. After a moment, he said, "Fine, if ya won't talk about dat, den I t'ink we should talk about dis strange addiction ya have t' coffee."
"Many people like to have their coffee in the morning, Ah just happen to be one of those people. You drink it every morning too."
''Ah, but I'm older and wiser, I know when to stop."
She snorted.
''Remy'd be happy t' give ya some of his wisdom." He whispered leaning down and staring intensely into her eyes.
"Wh-What're ya doin'?" She breathed.
"Dis." Before she knew what was happening, his lips came crashing down on hers. She struggled to pull away but he held tighter even after her power kicked in. Finally, she managed to push him away.
He grinned dazedly at her before passing out. Rogue stared dumbfounded at him a moment, trying to process what he just did and his memories at the same time. Slowly, her fingers touched her lips as a specific piece of information surfaced: he loved her.
He. loved. her.
As in, you know, those sappy romances that never happen in real life. As in Princess Bride "true love" type of love. As in loving some one so much it hurt to be away from them but it hurt to be close to them, too. As in readily sacrificing everything you own and love just to make them smile. That kind of love.
Rogue slowly got up breathing heavily then ran to get help.
Hank was studying in the med-lab when Rogue burst in on the verge of hysterics.
"Ah-didn't-mean-to! Ah-tried-to-stop-him! Ya-have-to-help, it-was-an-accident! It-wasn't-supposed-to happen! Please-ya-ya-gotta help!"
"What happened?'' He asked immediately concerned.
"he-he touched me and wouldn't let go, Ah tried to stop him!"
"Who?"
"REMY!" She screamed as if it was the most obivous thing in the world.
Hank hurriedly got up and followed Rogue to her room.
Remy woke up in the Med-lab a few hours later to see Rogue nervously watching him. "Chere?" He mumbled sitting up.
Her head jerked up. "Remy! Ohmigod, are you okay?"
"yeah, yeah I'm fine," He told her, his signature grin dawning his features.
"Good." After a moment of silence she burst, "Ya' idiot, ya coulda been killed!What the hell is your problem?" She grabbed a pillow and began beating him with it while continuing to shout at him.
Once she felt he'd been thoroughly beaten, she sat down huffing, "Ah hate you."
"No ya don't." He corrected her cheekily.
"Shut up."
Hank came in just then. "Ah, Mr LeBeau, how are you feeling?"
"Fine, jus' fine."
"You had our Rogue worked up into quite a state of hysterics, I don't know how much more of her I could have taken." Hank said with a smile causing Rogue to turn a deep red.
"Oh?" Remy replied quirking an eyebrow.
"Yes, If you will, let me run a few basic tests and then you will be free to go."
"Of course, but Remy's fine, really," Remy stated, never taking his eyes off of Rogue.
After Remy was released, he began to Rogue, "Remy didn't know ya cared so much about him chere."
"Shut up Bayou Boy." She muttered blushing