A/N: Sorry for the late update. Writer's block and getting swamped with homework once again. I would just to say thank you to everyone who has reviewed, alerted or put this story on their favorites. The support is really appreciated!

I do not own X-Men, just the plot for this story and my OC. Please Read and Review! -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)

Chapter 11

It was the sound of the nurse checking her vitals that woke her, and left her in a hazy daze afterwards. Ivy gingerly touched one of her slender fingers to her lips, a blush forming across her cheeks, as she slowly recollected what she had done earlier. She had kissed Remy, but it was nothing but a thank you, it wasn't supposed to be anything more than that. But oh god it did, she had practically told him with that kiss, that she liked him, was head-over-heels crushing on him. She pressed her hands, against her face, letting out a groan of frustration how could she have been so stupid?

He probably didn't feel the same way at all, probably only thought of her as a friend, or less than that. A traveling companion. She nearly turned to mush her face into the pillow at the very thought, of being less than a friend to the Cajun. Ivy was so terrified she had forgotten to worry if Remy was still in the room at all.

The bathroom door squeaked open, as Remy emerged, and the light from the bathroom streamed into the pitch blackness of the hospital room. He raised an eyebrow at Ivy, her hands covering her face as she lied there, presumably awake. Just getting out of the shower, and only wearing jeans. He was shirtless and rippling with muscle, his hair still slightly dripping wet from the shower, he had just taken. The droplets dripped down his bare chest, a smirk lit his features and forest green eyes.

Ivy was peeking at him from the slits of her long slender fingers, her dark rose pink eyes glittering with awe at him. When she realized he had noticed, her face turned three shades of red, as she closed her fingers completely.

Remy chuckled softly, "Tu est toute rouge. Quelque chose ne va pas? –You are all red. Something wrong?-"

The Earth-Puppeteer shook her dark chocolate curled head hastily. Remy only laughed more, and pulled a white button-down shirt out of his duffle bag.

"You neva seen a man shirtless before?" He questioned and her face only darkened a shade.

Ivy remained silent and only looked at him, trying to keep her eyes level with his face, and not his fingers covering his bare chest with the shirt buttons. Suddenly something in her mind clicked, her fingers pressing against her lips. Had he kissed her back or had it been nothing but a dream? God, she hoped it wasn't. She had turned away from him to ponder this, only now to be staring at the ceiling.

That is, until the Cajun's handsome face got in the way of her view of the white chipping paint. He placed a hand on her forehead, apparently checking her for a fever she did not have. Was she really spacing out that much?

Their eyes met and she had to brace herself to ask.

"R-Remy…did you kiss me back?" her voice was soft and hesitant, the words slightly disoriented from her wound.

He only smirked. "Peut-être. –Maybe-."

Ivy sighed he was not going to give her a clear answer, he was going to let sit and ponder it. Make her worry and squirm. Now she truly wished she had the strength to smack him.

Before she could say something in anger or in frustration. His lips met hers, and her eyes slid to being halfway open. Damn, he was good at it.

"There." He smirked again, a nearly tease of a smile reached his lips. "I kissed you back."

Ivy only sighed, her turning red again. The kiss was perfect unrushed by any means, and yet so tender, nearly made her melt. Not that she had ever been with a man before to know if this second kiss of her entire life was perfect, but to her it was. She shook her head to stop herself from spacing out again.

Remy sat down beside her; he placed his hand on top of hers, and smiled as she blushed at the contact.

"You're an odd one." He said laughing, and Ivy raised an eyebrow at this. What did he mean that she was odd?

"You act as if this is first being close to a man at all." He continued explaining, and when Ivy's eyes suddenly averted his. He knew that his hunch, no matter how much he somewhat wished it was not true, was.

"Ivy…" He said her name quietly, almost as if he was soothing a frightened child. "Regarde-moi.- Look at me-"

The Earth-puppeteer turned to look at the Cajun, her face and eyes showed clearly, that she was ashamed of herself.

"Ivy….if I rushed things by kissing you back…" He could not believe he was saying this, to him this wasn't even rushing.

Ivy shook her head, and swallowed before speaking. "J'ai aimé embrasser ... c'était ... –I liked kissing…it was…-" she stopped to think of the right word. "Bon. –Good-"

Good? Remy raised an eyebrow. That was best word she could come with?

Women swooned because of his skills. And here she was, the woman, he had feelings for. Telling him that it was good.

Ivy did notice his disappointment, even though he tried to hide it, and became nervous, and felt a ping of guilt in her chest. "I don't know how else to tell you…I've never been kissed before…"

Remy smiled at her, and caressed a kiss to her cheek. "It's nothin' to worry about."

The Earth-puppeteer opened her mouth to say something, but the Cajun pressed one of his fingers to her lips, and she glared at him a little.

"Do you really want to open your wound?" He asked, and she shook her head a little.

"Good answer. 'Cause it would be messy and I wouldn't hava a clue on how to save you." Remy said in reply and Ivy's dark rose pink eyes became wide.

"I'm kiddin' Ivy." He laughed softly. "You take everythin' to seriously."

His fingers began to run through Ivy's dark chocolate curls, as she turned to watch whatever Remy had turned on, as the Cajun pulled the wheelie tray toward them, and sat on the other side of the bed. He had his cards in his hand, and began to deal some of them out to the both of them, as he sat down with his legs crossed.

"War?" He questioned, smiling.

Ivy grinned and nodded, as she pushed the button on the bed, to make it rise her into a sitting position.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter, sorry it was nothing but fluff. But Ivy will get out of the hospital in the next chapter, and fighting scenes will ensue. Please Read and Review. -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)