Dedicated to Wanda W for the reasons she knows herself.

Chapter 21: … Happiness

The feelings that engulfed Rouge the next morning were quite unusual. Relief, satisfaction, calmness, happiness… She must have been dreaming, because she had never felt like that in real life. Her sweet dreams though were interrupted by loud whisperes from behind the door to the Medlab.

"You are going there and you are going to ask her!"

"Remy is going to do no such thing!"

"What are you, chicken?"

"She has just given birth for Chrise sake!"

"And you are a chicken! What are you afraid of? Think it will be like with Eliza?"

"Of course not!"

"Then what is it, dad?"

"Because we already had this conversation."

"You did? And said nothing to me? What did she say then?"

"That she is not sure, she doesn't want to move so abruptly, she needs care, protection and such."

'Remy sounds defeated. What are they talking about, Ah wonder.'

"That was then and this is now! Everything is alright. Nobody is hurt."

"This is not all that simple, you are just a kid, Em, you don't understand."

"I may be only sixteen, but you two are acting like you are in preschool! It's not like she will be a prisoner there. If she says no, then that's it, but can't you at least ask?"

Rogue actually giggled when Remy was pushed inside the room. During the conversation she managed to make herself comfortable on the pillows. Of course, she wanted to know what happened the day before after she passed out, but curiosity about Remy's behavior was quickly overpowering.

'He doesn't even look at meh. He is extremely nervous. The echo of his empathy can be very useful or maybe Ah have finally learned to read Remy's emotions?'

"Hey there, chere. Are you feeling well?"

"Kinda, but we can't be sure until doc checks meh out, right?"

"Yeah…"

"What is it, Rem?" Rogue asked, starting to panic. This conversation just wasn't normal. It was dead; and it was completely impossible to have one with the always cocky Cajun. "Is it the baby? Don't hide it from meh! Ah came too far to not be able to face the truth."

"Don't worry, chere. He is with Jean, was a bit weak at first, but now everything is good."

"Damn, Remy! Look at meh! You say it like it is the end of the world! Do you regret it? Did you hope that the baby would die, so not to take the responsibility?!"

"By God, Marie, what are you saying?! Remy would've never even thought that!" He finally raised his head, but Rouge clearly saw that his eyes were full of fear and hesitation.

"Then what were you just argueing about with Em? What is this playing around about?"

"Oh, you see," Remy's eyes moved down to research the bed sheets, "there is this house near the Mississippi river, that Remy bought and if you want we can live there together, the four of us. Not right now, maybe later when you are completely healthy and stuff…"

Rouge was at a loss for words. She just stared at the man in front of her, who acted as a high school teenager asking his first girl out and found it just super cute! And with no help from hormones. "Ah am not certain," she noticed as Remy cringed, "but Ah'll think about it." He slowly breathed out. "You can look at meh, Rem, Ah am not going to blow up."

"Yeah."

"What is it with you? You are a bunch of nerves. Is it because of yesterday? Ah must've scared the shit out of everybody." It was Rogue's turn to find the sheets interesting.

"You did very well. Remy is just tired, that's all," he replied with a forced smile.

"Tired?"

"Of course, he is tired!" Emilien exclaimed, rushing into the room. "He charged the frigging helicopter!"

"Huh?"

The youngster fell with the plop on the bed. "That was the craziest thing ever! We could've been blown up any second!"

"Remy," she began in her special voice safed for the DR lessons, the voice that promised quite a lot of torture. "What exactly were you thinking?"

"The copter just couldn't go faster on its own."

"And you needed to charge it just with the need for speed."

"Remy wanted to get here faster, he promised to be in time, right?"

"Right…" 'Dammit, why is it so awkward today? Maybe because it is actually serious now?'

"Okay, I am off to ask to bring the baby here!"

"He is surely enthusiastic," Rouge remarked, looking at the spot Emilien was on a second ago.

"Must be happy that his quest is finally over."

"Em's quest? You mean the one when he marries you off -" 'Shit! Deep breaths, deep breaths. Mah heart is going to jump out of my mouth right now!' "But you didn't exactly propose," Rogue whispered, moving to Remy. Her movement made the sheets slip, revealing the almost transperent nighty Rouge was wearing. Remy's eyes staid on her face though.

"Remy doesn't want you to think that he marries you for the wrong reasons."

"Wrong reasons?"

"Not the baby, Emilien's wish for a mother or lonelyness, but because Remy loves you. So he will propose when the time is right."

"This is so in you character, Swamp Rat, playing with mah feelings and all," she weaned with a pout. "Do you know what Ah want to do right now?"

"Not in the slightest."

'Your smirk tells quite the opposite, mon amour.'

They simultaniously moved towards each other and their lips met half way in a deep kiss. It could've gone a lot further if it was not for Emilien's return with a scowling Jean in toe.

"So is that a 'yes'?"

"It is more and more difficult to bring you up, Emilien. Seems that Remy needs to lock every door from now on."

"What do you want, I am a teen, dad. Your have your hands full: a baby and a teenager. What a crazy household. There will be a household, right?"

"No tact, no manners, this is not my son, chere. Don't pay attention to him."

Rogue ignored their bunter however, all her attention concentrated on Jean's hands' contents. 'Mah son… Our son… Alive. Ah don't even want to think of the reason… Ah haven't even seen him yet, but Ah could burst from happiness.' She started to wigle out of Remy's arms to go to Jean, but he sat her back onto the bed.

"You are not well enough. You must rest."

'Why the shocked face, Jean?' Rouge asked telephatically. 'You met Remy yesterday already, didn't you?'

'This is just so unexpected. He is so different from what I remember.'

'People change.'

'That I can certainly see, you, for example. I've never seen you so happy.'

'Because Ah never was. Until I met Rem and Em.'

"Can we name him Theo?" Emilien cut in.

Rogue looked at her son, at the tiny creature in Jean's arms and instantly felt a deep connection to it. "It is so beautiful… Can Ah hold it?"

"Who can forbid you?"

"Ah am still not used to the fact Ah don't need to restrict mahself all the time. Professor must be glad that the experiment was successful." She heard Remu cough. "What?"

"You could touch two months ago already," Remy pointed out.

"Oh." 'So it wasn't the pregnancy, but mah will for the baby to survive, not to forget Remy's care.' The baby moved and opened his eyes. "Oh mah God, his eyes… they are…"

"You need to ask Professor to do something about them," Jean suggested. "They look more than strange."

"No way, they are gorgeous, just like his father's," Rogue retorted.

In fact the baby inherited features from both his parents. His hair was completely white and his eyes – totally black, not only the pupils, but the eyeballs too.

"Ah wonder what powers he will have."

"I don't know about powers, but he surely has Rem's charm. I saw how he hit on Jean's girl. That was some technique," Emilien remarked with giggles. "So what about the name?"

"You said Theo? Short from Theodore?"

"No, just Theo."

"Ah like it. What about you, Remy?" A curt nod was his reply. "Theo LeBeau it is then."

………………..

~Three months later~

'What does a normal woman do when she is pushed against a wall by an extremely sexy man, who puts you aflame with his every kiss and caress? Respond in kind, that's what. And what am Ah doing?' "Rem, huh huh, wait… Just stop for a second… Ah am not -"

"Don't tell Remy, you are not ready, chere," he breathed into ear, which he was sucking on just a moment before. "Remy can't wait anymore… all these years… and the last months were pure agony. Being near you and not be able to even hold you because of all those spectactors."

"Rems, Ah just-"

"What? Theo is with Jean, training is held by Strom, Remy left a god tip so noone would distrub us for three days. There is absolutely nothing to worry about."

"Shit, Rem, Ah am just scared, okay?!" 'God, this is just so embarrassing. Oh, now he is looking at me with these laughing eyes.'

"Of what? You are by far no virgin."

"Vibrators is one thing, and it is… completely different… with the real thing." 'Somehow Ah never imagined mahself having a 'first time' scare.'

"Pleasently different, Remy can assure you."

"Still… Ah am kinda afraid…"

"You are definitely one of a kind, chere. You managed to get the control of your crazy powers, give birth to a wondeful kid and you are afraid of such trivial matter?" Remy asked with a chuckle just beside her ear and sending shivers through her whole body.

'Yeah, and your roaming hands don't help a bit.' Her breath hitched as he passed a very sensitive spot on her back. "How did you… how did you know Ah wasn't a virgin anymore?"

"Is it that important? Right now?"

"Yes." Rogue looked into his eyes and shuddered. They were almost completely black, literally burning into her. Rogue had never imagined that she would be able to ellisit such emotion, such passion from someone.

"Remember when Remy slipped while training with Em?"

"Huh, but how is it -"

"At that moment Remy felt your lust for him; it was so powerful, so raw, the lust that was never satisfied, the lust of a virgin. But when you came to ask for Remy's help, the lust was still there, but it was different, taken under control, as if you were thinking, 'A bit more and I'll go to my room and everything will be alright'. Conclusions are obvious."

"Ah wish you could feel it now." 'Oh yeah, no fear can suppress this desire. Is it mah or his Ah don't even care. The only thing Ah can think about right now is why we are still not in our room, on the bed… The heat between us is suffocating…' "Rem, take meh."

The next several minutes was a blur of kisses, caresses, thrown clothes and senses feeled with each other. Rogue's mind somewhat cleared when Remy stopped all his ministrations. She was on the bed in their room in only her underwarer with Remy towering over her. The only disadvange - he was still wearing his pants.

"Is something wrong?"

"You are so belle, Marie."

"You are not so bad yourself," she said in return with a naughty smirk. "Even if a total pervert."

"Moi? How come?"

"Something you never steal, but is always given. Something you hope to receive from meh… If someone tattoos a pair of lips as his sign he is definitely a pervert, and you were fifteen back then."

"Who knows, maybe it is not a bad thing, chere."

"Maybe…" Rogue traced his well defined abs with her fingers and he visibly shuddered, clenching his teeth. Even if she wanted to feel flattered the reaction was definitely not normal. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he replied with a disarming smile, but Rogue knew him too well.

"Ah know something is wrong. No playing hide and seek anymore, Rem."

"The empathy… Prof rerouted it to Remy's body."

"And it means?"

"Remy is just very sensitive in some places. But he will get used to it. With time and practise."

'Oh you just had to put the innuendo into the last phrase.' "So where are those places?"

"Wanna find out?"

"Most definitely."

A/N: So this is it, my dear readers. Before you flame me into oblivion, wanna say that I am also not very satisfied with the final chapter even if the end was in my head for quite some time. Also would like to say why this fic ends with basically sex. Not because it is the equivalent of happiness. The reasons were the following: just for kicks , I needed to expose Remy's tattoo and the empathy solution. About Remy not wanting to wait anymore – to my mind, he is a person of passion, so all these gentle 'first times' were out of the picture. He comes and takes what he wants. Even if this fic he mostly restrains himself because of the consequences, he feels fully if there are no restrictions.

Anyway, thanks to everybody who was with me this far, especially those who put this fic and me into their Favorites. To those who put me on Author alert – I am not going to right anymore ROMYs. My all ideas were put here.

Love to all,

Yours truly, Lady Arabella Malfoy