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You're never gonna be alone
From this moment on, if you ever
feel like letting go,
I won't let you fall...
You're never gonna be alone
I'll hold you 'til the hurt is gone.

"Never gonna be alone" – Nickelback (from their new album!)

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Chapter 12 – You Give Me Fever

Remy stood still, staring at the broken glass that was scattered across the floor. Hearing his father's voice had not surprised him but had scared him nonetheless, and he stood very still, eyes cast downward, staring blankly at his feet.

"What? No hello? Nothing t` say to me Remy?"

Remy didn't speak, only tilted his head forward a little more, so that his hair fell in front of his face. Jean-Luc walked around the worktop to stand in front of him and only then did Remy look up.

"What do you want?" Remy whispered.

"Only your help on a rather special mission. The Assassins are planning an attack on the thieves' guild, we believe, and we need an accomplished thief to infiltrate their defences and find out exactly what they are doing. I need you, Remy,"

Remy let out a sarcastic and mirthful laugh.

"Need me! You don't need me, you need my powers! That's the only reason you came back,"

Jean-Luc frowned, "No, Remy, y` my son and I love you, I always have. I know I've been wrong before but I have admitted t` that. Please help me out,"

Remy looked at him.

"Y` do realise that I'm not going t` be able t` trust y` for a while,"

Jean – Luc nodded, "I know,"

xxxxx

Rogue woke up from a nightmare. Again.

It was one of those annoying frequently occurring ones that are scary every single time. She lay there in bed, staring at the ceiling, allowing herself to calm down, calm her heart rate, and slow her breathing, and then she noticed that Remy was there beside her. He had turned over during the night, and now lay on his back, his head turned towards her, beautiful eyes closed and dreaming peacefully.

She laid gently across his chest, listening to his slowed heart rate and deep breathing, his chest rising and falling with each intake of air. He stirred and his eyes opened; the gateways to heaven.

"Mornin` Chere," he murmured.

"Mornin` Sugar,"

He groaned and turned his head to look at the time, then turned back towards Rogue.

"I spoke to my dad last night,"

Rogue sat up and leant on own elbow, "What did he want?"

He sighed, "Babe, he wants me to go help him with a job in N`awlins,"

She shot up in bed, "You`re leaving?"

"I have t`," he whispered, taking hold of her shoulders and gently pulling her into his arms. He stroked her hair and whispered soothing words to her, trying to calm her down.

Rogue sat up, tears running down her face, "Ah don't want ya to go. Ah've only just started being able to touch and Ah don't want that to stop. Please don't go,"

Remy hushed her, bringing a hand up to wipe tears away from her face.

"I have t` go, Chere. It sounded pretty important. I'll be back before y` know it,"

The tears came thick and fast now, as Rogue threw herself into his arms and sobbed. He raised his eyes to the ceiling in hope of finding some words to say to console her. The ceiling stared blankly back at him.

"Chere, y` over reacting. I'll only be gone a week or so,"

Although those only made her sob all the more. Then it hit him.

"Come with me, Chere?"

Her face lit up and she kissed him full on the lips

xxxxx

"But why?!?!" Kitty screamed.

Rogue rolled her eyes at her room mate. Rogue had been so excited about going with Remy to New Orleans; she had started packing straight away. Remy had gone to clear it with the Professor, even though they both knew he would say yes, and now Rogue stood in her room, staring at her almost empty wardrobe. She had hardly any clothes anyway, but now it was emptier than ever. Kitty now faced her wide eyed.

"You`re leaving me? With a house full of idiots!"

"Ya will have Piotr and Wanda and Kurt, ya will be fine. Ya always fitted in better than me anyway, and besides," She looked around, "Ya will have a room to yaself if Wanda sleeps in Johns room,"

Kitty blushed, "I, like, woke up to that this morning,"

Rogue threw her an incredulous look, "Ah walked in on it last night! It was in my bed, remember?"

"Oh yeah,"

Rogue shook her head; she still had to murder John and Wanda for mucking up her bed. Kitty walked over and helped Rogue fold up her clothes and put them in the suitcase.

"So, where did you sleep last night?"

"Remy's bed,"

Kitty smiled, "Of course. So, what happened?"

"Nothing,"

"Lair!"

"Ah`m not lying. Nothing happened in his room; however a lot happened in his car,"

Kitty let out an almost embarrassed giggle, "You are so giving me details now! I need tips if I ever get Piotr into bed,"

"Ah thought you got him into bed last night?"

Kitty shook her head, "I go him ONTO the bed, not in it,"

Rogue explained all of the events which happened the night before, even going into graphic details when Kitty asked her to. They finished packing as Rogue finished the story and then Wanda waltzed into the room, John close at her heels.

Rogue straightened up and placed her hands on her hips, shooting daggers at both of them.

"Enjoy ya night last night? Was my bed comfy enough for ya?"

They both froze, and Wanda turned slowly and started to explain.

"Rogue, it was dark…. We didn't mean to….. it just happened…,"

Rogue waved them silent.

"Don't you ever, ever, do that again! He has a room, go there or at least get the right bad. But thankfully I don't have to sleep in it," she smiled, "so you are going to thoroughly wash the sheets by the time I come back from New Orleans,"

Kitty managed to stifle a laugh at John and Wanda's shocked faces. Remy walked in, saying that the Professor said it was fine and he, Rogue and his father would be leaving in about 15 minutes. Kitty helped Rogue with her suitcase down the stairs and into the car which Jean-Luc had driven to New York in. Remy told her that they were going to drive to West Virginia and then catch a private jet to New Orleans, and then his brother would pick them up from the airport and take them home. Apparently, they lived on the outskirts of New Orleans, near to Lake Borgne, so it was quite swampy there at times. Everything seemed so glamorous, but she was worried about the bad atmosphere between Remy and his father, and how this would affect her on the journey.

Rogue realized that she had forgotten her tooth brush and she ran back up stairs to get it, not realizing that Remy had followed her. As she took hold of her toothbrush, she felt strong arms wrap around her waist and a gentle kiss on the side of her neck. She looked in the mirror, watching him kissing her neck and she both watched and felt his hands move up to her breasts, cupping them gently. She closed her eyes, and tilted her head further back, exposing more of her neck to him and letting out a small moan. He took this as an invitation to gently bite the soft flesh of her neck, one hand moving from her breast to sweep her hair over her opposite shoulder. One of Rogue's hands gripped the edge of the basin, the other sliding up into Remy's lustrous hair, grasping soft strands. He ground his hips against her backside, making sure she was aware of what she was doing to him. Rogue knew all to well. She turned in his arms, looping her arms around his neck and he went back to his ministrations from this angle. She pulled away from him.

"Remy, stop,"

"Why?" he whispered erotically, lacing his fingers into her hair and trying to tilt her head so he could taste her skin again.

"Because I said so, we have to go in 5 minutes,"

He groaned and pushed his erection against her again; trying to change her mind, but Rogue stood firm, refusing outright and he gave up.

Soon they were downstairs and Rogue and Remy were saying their goodbyes, getting into the car and driving away. Remy had said he was driving, so Jean-Luc sat in the passenger seat and that left Rogue the entirety of the back seat. She was rather glad, she didn't want to sit in the firing line of Remy and Jean-Luc; it was better if they sat together and then she would be kept out of it. Jean-Luc turned around in his seat as Remy was putting the suitcases in the trunk.

He looked younger than she had expected, with bright brown eyes and a smile which was almost identical to Remy's. The wrinkles around his mouth and under his eyes were beginning to show his age, but they gave him a parental look. His hair was long, tied into a neat ponytail at the back of his neck and his moustache made him seem more French than his accent. Rogue didn't really know what to think of him. He looked nice enough but after what Remy had been saying, it made her first impression difficult to comprehend.

"Bonjour Cherie," Jean-Luc said, taking her hand and kissing it.

"Hello,"

"Remy said y` were belle, and I didn't doubt it fo` a second, Cherie,"

At that point Remy got in the car, and started the engine. He acknowledged Rogue with a wink in the rear view mirror, but he ignored Jean-Luc completely.

xxxxx

Kitty lay on her bed reading. Now that Rogue wasn't around, it was boring and she didn't really have anyone to talk to. Wanda had gone out again with John; that boy was intent on spending money on her, and now everything had gone quiet. There was a knock on the door and shouted "come in" in response to the noise.

Piotr walked in slowly, stopping respectfully at the doorway as he closed the door.

"Katyn," He whispered, even though it was only about 4pm and there was no need. The huskiness in the whisper, the way he walked slowly across the room, the gentle kiss he bestowed upon her lips; all told her what he was here for.

She stood up, sliding her arms around his waist and resting her head against his hard, muscular chest, breathing deeply. He kissed the top of her head, and then pushed gently at her arms, laying her onto the bed and spreading his body over hers. He smoothed his hands up her top and she shivered at the feeling of his hands on her stomach, her hands finding their way up the back of his shirt and dancing across the muscles of his back. He drew back to pull off his shirt and then threw it across the room, innocent lust burning in his eyes. Meanwhile, she had taken off her own top and bra and lay on her back, arm crossed across her breasts. He took hold of her hands, slowly coaxing her to lower her arms so that he could get a glimpse of her small, yet perfect breasts.

Kitty had always been self conscious of her chest. She had realized at an early in adolescence that hers were much smaller than the girls around her. She had a feeling that Piotr would see them as inadequate and not want her, so she was reluctant to remove her arms from covering herself. However, Piotr was persistent, and soon had her arms in his grasp so she could no longer even try to shy away from his hungry eyes. She writhed under his stare, until he let out a groan and started kissing down her chest, holding both of her wrists above her head with one of his strong hands. With the other, he cupped her breast, gently squeezing. Her moans were encouraging him, urging him on, telling him he was doing the right thing, so he went a step further and took a rosy nipple in his mouth. Kitty arched her back and let out a loud moan. Piotr's mouth felt amazing on her, warm, wet and arousing. He let go of her wrists and her legs wrapped around his waist, grinding herself against his growing desire with an unspoken urgency. Kitty wanted more of him, wanted him closer and she was getting impatient.

Lifting herself up slowly on the bed, Kitty grabbed hold of Piotr`s waistband again and try to relieve him of his clothing. Sensing what she's doing, Piotr stops what he's doing and looks up at Kitty with wide eyes. Knowing fully well that once his pants are off, she's not stopping; they were going to go the entire way.

It wasn't as if he hadn't been sensing this, he had been thinking about it all night; but he had expected at least a little resistance, a point where he would have to whisper kind words to her to calm her. He would have stopped if she has asked him to; he would do anything for her.

Taking his hands off of her, Piotr finishes taking off his jeans and then climbs back on top of Kitty. He kisses her deeply, while her hands roam over his chest, feeling the hard muscle quiver under her touch. Her hands travel down and play with the elastic of his boxers while Piotr continues peppering her chest and stomach with kisses. With that simple action, Kitty's whole body convulsed and her head lolled back. Groaning, she demands more, pushing her hips towards his in an automatic "take me" gesture, but Piotr just works his way up to her neck. He nipped her skin where her pulse wildly fluttered

He ran his hands down her sides and without any pause; he caught her jeans and underwear. Finally, she was completely naked, and the moment that she thought would make her feel the most uncomfortable, is completely amazing.

Looking pointedly down at Piotr`s boxers, she grasped Piotr by the waist and urges his boxers down, but he stops her and smiles.

With that, he comes down on her, kissing her until her lips go numb, then working his way down her body, dragging his tongue around her nipples, dipping it into her bellybutton, and then nipping his way up her inner thighs. Kitty suddenly registers what Piotr`s doing and tries to close her legs, but his strong, large shoulders are keeping her from doing exactly that. She can't seem to help but be embarrassed.

"Piotr," she whispers, "I…. don't….please,"

"It's ok, Katyn," Piotr said gruffly and then kisses her there. Gasping she turned her head into the duvet as if trying to hide her embarrassment. His tongue dips into her, and she screams, her hands digging into his hair and holding on tight. Her legs fall open, wanting more. His tongue swirls around that button that seems to get her begging, and she muffles another scream with bedsheet. He kept going at her, drawing his teeth over the sensitive flesh, making her jolt every breath she took. She grabbed his shoulders, urging him back up her body.

"I need you now," she whispered.

He kissed her, gentle but insistent, murmuring her name over and over. Stopping, he leant over to where his jeans lay on the floor and searched in the back pocket, pulling out a condom. Removing his boxers and putting it on, he turned back to her, so that she could see him in his true splendor. He was beautiful; pale skin, hard muscles, a dark trail of hair leading down to… well….

Kitty lay back on her elbows, smiling at him like a cat that got the cream. He bent over her, positioning himself and only then did she realise that he was shaking; trembling almost. She put her hand on his cheek.

"Are you scared?"

He smiled, "A little,"

She kissed him, "Do you want to stop?"

"No, I'll be fine," he whispered, before pushing the tip of his member inside of her.

Kitty gasped. It felt…strange, like being stretched. She held him close as his moved inside her, slowly and steadily, drawing it out as it was new to both of them. He moaned, pulling her closer and steadying himself on his elbows, planting light kissed down the side of her neck. Kitty felt it coming, what Rogue had been talking about earlier in the day, the big finish….

"Oh God, yes, Piotr, yes!"

She let out an amazing scream as he pumped harder into her for the last few seconds, until he came in her, groaning loudly into her shoulder, then rolling off her and collapsing on the bed, so he didn't crush her. He was breathing heavily, eyes half closed in pleasure, his arm still wrapped around her. She rolled over next to him, snuggling under his arm and resting her head on his chest.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you more," he replied.

Kitty sighed, letting sleep take her over, as she stared up at the gorgeous Russian laid next to her.

Wow.

Authors note

Sorry I didn't leave you one of my infamous cliff hangers 

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