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Savage Seas II: Passion's Revenge

By: Kayleespade

Chapter 10: Shipwrecked

"What do you mean…She jumped overboard!" Wanda shouted at Kurt's response.

"Ja, she jumped in after Remy. I tried to stop her, but…" He said, shaking his head.

John let out a low whistle as he looked over the upper deck of the Sea Raven. "Guess that explains the deck, mate."

Kurt glanced around him. The crew had gone a bit overboard themselves. As soon as they lost sight of their two captains, Old Willie ordered the men to start throwing anything that would float over the side…and they did. When they ran out of barrels and crates, the men started ripping up large sections of the deck. "I hope Rogue understands vhen ve find her."

Wanda and John looked at each other somberly. Then John turned to Kurt and squeezed his shoulder. "If they're out there, we'll find 'em. We can't give up hope now, ey?"

Piotr crossed over to the Sea Raven from the Katherine's Pride using the gangplank. He joined the others and gave a reassuring smile to Wanda. "Katja is taking care of ze children. Christian has been a tremendous help to ze crew. Rogue and Remy would be proud."

"How's Bekka?" Kurt asked.

"She's doing well."

John walked over to the mainmast and tugged on one of the many ropes dangling from the rigging. "So," he sighed, "where do we begin lookin'?"

"I say we follow the wind. If Rogue managed to get to Remy, they would be floating wherever the wind and waves carry them." Wanda suggested, keeping a close eye on John as he looked over some of the tattered sails.

"Da, agreed. Ze Katherine's Pride survived the storm well. We'll be ready to continue shortly. How is ze Devil's Lust?"

"Good, mate. That ship could sail through most anything." John jumped over a gaping hole in the deck and landed near Wanda. "Right, love?"

Wanda rolled her eyes.

"Vell, the Sea Raven may look rough, but she can sail."

"I still can't believe Rogue would just jump in. What was she thinking?" Wanda looked over her shoulder to the Katherine's Pride. "What about the kids?"

John wrapped his arms around Wanda's waist and pulled her close. "I don't know about her, love, but I can't say what I would have done in her situation. The poor sheila just found her husband after thinkin' him dead and then to lose him again…I wouldn't be able to stand the thought of losin' you without a fight." John ran a finger along her cheek. "And that was on helluva storm. I don't think I would've thought beyond that one moment."

"It all happened so fast…" Kurt added. "I hope ve find them."

"We will, comrade. We will."

Wanda reluctantly pushed herself away from John. The truth be known, she couldn't blame Rogue. How could anyone know what choice they would have made in that situation? "What about the witch below? What should we do with her now?"

"Forget her for now. Rogue will want to deal with her when she gets back." Piotr said as he headed back towards the gangplank. "For now, I will tell Katja ze plan and send Christian back here. He can help fill in where you need him, Kurt. He needs to know ze truth."

Aboard the Katherine's Pride…

Bekka was sound asleep in the small cabin, and Kitty silently left the room. Sighing heavily, she wondered how she would ever tell the child her mother was gone, too. Thank the heavens they never told the children that Remy had been found.

When Kitty entered the master cabin, she found Piotr with a teary eyed Christian. The slowly stood and walked past Kitty to the door. "Thank you, Captain Rasputin. I'll do my best to help the crew." He turned and looked to Kitty. "Goodbye, ma'am. Take care of Bekka."

Kitty nodded and watched Christian shut the door behind him.

"What happened?" she asked.

"He took the news well." Piotr said, standing up from the desk. "I told him the truth, Katja."

"Piotr, do you think that was right?"

He walked over to Kitty and held her tight. "I don't know, but he's old enough to know. He's turning out to be more like Remy every day."

Piotr led Kitty to the chaise and sat beside her. "We're lifting anchor again soon, Katja. We'll follow the wind and search for Remy and Rogue for as long as it takes."

Kitty wrapped her arms naturally around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm certain we will." She said softly, and that clear determination lit her eyes. Before he could say anything more, she moved upward in his arms, her hands gripping his scalp as she brought her mouth to his.

"I love you, Piotr."

He smiled down at her. "I love you, too, Katja. What brought this on?"

She stroked his collar. "These last few months have only made me realize how precious life is and how much you mean to me."

Piotr kissed her again, gently. "I'm not going anywhere, Katja. Let's go find our friends, nyet?"

Stranded on an island never ranked among Rogue's list of adventures she wished to experience before she died, but being stranded on an island with Remy was quickly changing her mind.

Rogue opened her eyes and saw Remy sitting across the embers of the fire they had built the previous night. He was opening up to her. After months without him, she had missed his friendship, their conversations, and his love. She had a taste of it last night. Nothing more than a few kisses, but those kisses ignited a blaze within her. They had spent hours talking around the fire and she saw glimpses of her husband behind his eyes.

"Goodmornin', chere. Sleep well?" He asked quietly.

Rogue smiled and tried to straighten her hair. "Yeah, sugah. How about you?"

"Oui, mais," he said, rolling his head back to stretch the muscles.

"Here, let meh help." Rogue saw the hesitation in his eyes, but he nodded. She moved behind him and began to work the muscles of his neck and shoulders. After a few moments, Remy began to relax and leaned back into her touch.

"Mmm…where did y' learn t' do that?"

Rogue laughed, but continued her work. When she was finished with his neck and shoulders, she asked him to lie down on his chest.

Remy sighed as Rogue worked the tension from his back.

"You've always been so strong, darlin'." Her whispered breath against his neck sent chills all over him.

"Oui?"

"Aye," Rogue leaned down along his back and smiled. "always." She pushed on his left shoulder, rolling him onto his back. "Ah know you'll come back to meh soon. But for now, Ah want a kiss from you, husband."

Rogue captured his lips and he moaned into her kiss.

"Y' always take what y' want, chere?" Remy asked, arching his brow in that familiar way.

Rogue smiled and nodded. "That's why Ah became a pirate."

Rogue was about to continue what she had started, when the muffled sound of voices reached her. "Did you hear that?"

Remy stiffened and moved Rogue off his chest. "Stay here."

He disappeared into the overgrowth, but Rogue refused to wait. She followed closely behind, earning her an agitated glare. Remy stopped so abruptly that Rogue bumped her nose in his arm. "Ow."

She shot him an irritated glance at the lack of warning, only to notice the shock of recognition that flashed across his face.

"Remy?" Rogue asked hopefully.

He reached his hand out to trace the bark of a nearby tree. "Remy remembers this tree, chere."

Rogue gave him a dubious look. "How could you remember this tree? It looks like every other one on this blasted island."

Remy shook his head and pulled back some of the leaves. There on the bark were some carved letters. C+R. "Remy's been here before."

They proceeded on towards the voices and stumbled upon a small rustic village. Rogue was hesitant, but Remy led her on amid the huts. When they approached the center of the village, they saw a large man tending to the wounds of a small child. The noise of the village suddenly hushed as people noticed the newcomers.

The man looked up from his work and a smile grew on his face. "Remy LeBeau? Is that you, child?"

"Henri?"

The man walked down the short distance and hugged Remy tightly. "My stars and garters! It's been too long!" When Hank broke the embrace, he turned to Rogue. "And who is this charming creature?"

"Henri, dis is Rogue. She's a close friend o' Remy's."

Rogue smiled even though it broke her heart to be introduced as Remy's friend not his wife. "Hello."

"Henri's a doctor, chere. He and Jean-Luc worked together." Remy laughed. "Remy spent a lot of time on dis island years ago."

Rogue sat on a nearby bench as Remy and the good doctor caught up. Her thoughts were starting to drift off when suddenly a woman's voice rang through the small village.

"Remy!"

Rogue straightened and watched as a beautiful blonde came running down the path and threw herself at Remy. "Remy! You've been gone so long!"

She choked down a jealous impulse as Remy hugged the woman.

Remy stepped back and caught the look in Rogue's eyes. Taking the blonde by the hand, he led her over to Rogue. "Rogue, Remy'd like y' t' meet Cat. Cat, dis is Rogue."

Cat stretched her hand out to Rogue. "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise." Rogue took her hand and shook it. "How do you know mah Remy?"

Cat arched a brow, but smiled. "We're old friends…best friends. I've known Remy since he joined the LeBeau family."

Rogue sat close to Remy as he talked to Cat and Henri. She learned Cat was Henri's daughter and that her mother had died before Remy had met either of them. Deep inside Rogue was screaming in anger. How could he remember her, but not meh! It wasn't fair. Remy remembered everything from his past up until the time he first met her. Nothing of Rogue was left inside. It was almost too much to bear.

Later that night, Rogue searched for Remy. They had been taken in by the villagers and she had wanted to get some rest while Remy caught up with his old friends. In truth, it hurt too much to watch his eyes while he talked with Cat. To see his joy at finally being around people he remembered. She felt like an outsider in his life for the first time.

She found him sitting on the outskirts of the village.

The thick darkness was broken by the frequent flash of lightning bugs and the soft light of the torches from the village behind. Rogue placed a hand on Remy's shoulder, and was shocked to see the sadness that haunted his eyes when he looked up at her.

"Can Ah join you, darlin'?" Rogue asked.

"Oui, chere." Remy answered and motioned to the spot next to him.

They sat there in silence for the longest time. It was Remy who first spoke. He took a deep, ragged breath. "Remy's sorry, chere."

Rogue turned to look at her husband. He had his eyes closed and she could see the raw emotion playing across his face. "Sorry for what?"

Tonight, he felt his loneliness on a level he'd never experienced before. He was cold. Empty and aching. And all he wanted was respite from the confusion inside him. "Remy doesn't mean t' hurt y', chere. Why can I remember dis island, dese people, but I can't remember y'? I can't remember my own family…my wife?"

"Remy?" She wanted to comfort him and tell him she understood, but that would be a lie. She did feel pain and it did hurt to see him remember everything but their life together. But beyond the pain, she still loved him. She loved him more with each passing day.

"Why don't y' hate me? Why do y' still love me?"

Rogue reached out and tilted his face towards her. "Because of the way Ah feel when Ah look in those dark eyes of yours. Because of the way mah heart pounds when Ah think of you. You gave meh the best over the past years and we have a beautiful baby girl, Remy. Ah'll wait as long as it takes to have you back."

Remy felt tears prick his eyes, but he banished them. Slowly a dull pain began festering in his chest, but he ignored it. "Remy can't promise he'll remember the past, chere." He reached out and took Rogue's hand and placed it over his heart. "Mais, there are feelings for y' here. Jus' give me time."

Rogue smiled and leaned in to give him a tender kiss. Remy wrapped his arms around her and they sat together for a long time.

Rogue shivered from the cold, and Remy pulled her tighter to him.

"Rogue, chere, we should get back t' de village."

She nodded and stood. Remy began rising to his feet, when a strange dizziness struck him. The pain in his chest suddenly increased and he fell to the ground.

Rogue ran back to his side and called for Dr. McCoy. She watched as the doctor lifted Remy into his arms and carried him back to their hut. "What's wrong with him?" she asked, fearing the answer. "He was fine only a moment ago."

Dr. McCoy placed Remy gently on the mattress and began looking him over. "I cannot be sure. Nothing seems to be unusual, but his pulse is weak."

Cat walked into the room with wide eyes. "Did something happen? What's wrong with Remy?"

"Ah don't know."

Hank looked back to Rogue. "Did he eat anything recently?"

Rogue shook her head. "Nothing that Ah didn't as well. Do you think he's poisoned?"

Hank shook his head, as Remy gave off a low moan. "He's coming around."

"Remy, what are you feeling? What can you tell me?" Hank asked.

Remy moved his hand to his chest and moaned again. "Henri…I…I don't know. Where's Rogue?"

Rogue rushed to his side and took his hand. "Ah'm here, sugah. Does it hurt?"

Remy nodded and closed his eyes. "De pain's been growin' all day. Everything is hazy, chere."

Hank placed a hand on Rogue's shoulder. "Remy, I need you to get some rest. I will see what I can find out. For now, take this for the pain." He handed Remy a glass and he drank what he could.

Rogue watched as Remy fell into a deep sleep. With worried eyes, she looked to the doctor. "He'll be alright?"

"Don't worry, dear. I will take good care of our friend."

Cat walked up behind Rogue and helped her to her feet. "Come on, Rogue. He's in the best of hands."

A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope the interest in this story stays until the end. We're almost there...just a few more chapters. Let me know what you think. I love hearing from y'all.