"I like Craig." Gambit said as he washed the soap off of Rogue's back in the jacuzzi tub. "He be a character."

Rogue smiled as she leaned against his chest. "He's a bit like ya, sugah." She said, running her hand up his shin.

"How?" Gambit asked, running his hands up her arms. "Jus' 'cause he from de same state?"

She shook her head. "Ah can see it in him." She said. "There's just somethin' in him that reminds me of ya. Somethin' underlying."

"I t'ink vous êtes fou. Y' crazy." He said. "He be eyein' y' today, mon amour."

"Oh stop." Rogue said, leaning her head back against him.

"I saw it." He said. "When y' leave us alone in de kitchen, he be lookin' at yo' ass hard, girl."

Rogue laughed. "Well, he's a hot blooded male, too." She said. "And he hasn't touched anyone in three years. Ah know what he's goin' through."

"He cling t' y', chère." He said, kissing the top of her head.

She smiled at his kiss and closed her eyes before looking up at him. "Ya told him about us, right?" She asked.

Gambit smirked. "Non." He said. "Dat boy find out soon. Why? Y' scared?"

"No." Rogue said, looking at their feet under the water. "Ah just don't want him ta be hurt more than he already is."

"Den y' tell him." Gambit said, feeling her sigh. "Wha'?"

She shook her head. "Nothin'." She said, patting his knee. "Ah'm just thinkin'. About everything."

"Am I in dere?" He asked, leaning his head down and kissing her shoulder.

She smiled and closed her eyes. "Of course, sugah." She said. "Always."

He continued to kiss her neck as his hands came up and cupped her breasts. "Still hurt?" He asked, feeling her lightly shake her head.

"Not so much." She said. "Still a bit tender, though."

Gambit took his hands and slid them down to her stomach. "Wish it'd hurry up and grow a'ready." He said, getting her to laugh.

"It is." She said, placing her hands on his. "It's just growin' slowly. Ya gotta be patient."

"Tryin', but I wanna know what we havin'." He said.

Sitting up, Rogue turned around and faced him. "What do ya want it ta be?" She asked, with a smile.

He shrugged. "If I say, den we have de exact opposite." He said.

"Come on, hun." Rogue said, moving closer and placing her hand on the side of his face. "Boy or girl?"

He smiled. "Girl." He said, seeing her smile back. "S'prise, s'prise."

"Ah knew it." She said, leaning in and kissing him.

"Wha' y' want it t' be?" He asked. "Soyez honnête. Be honest."

Rogue smiled as she leaned on her hands. "Ah kinda want it ta be a girl, too." She said.

"Kinda?" He asked.

"Okay, I want it ta be a girl." She clarified. "When I went with Jean and Ororo ta tha mall, we were lookin' at baby clothes. Tha girls have some of tha cutest things. Tha dresses. Oh my word, Remy."

He smiled at her enthusiasm as he lifted his hands and cupped her face. "Je t'aime." He said, leaning in closer. "I love you."

"Don't gotta translate that one, hun." Rogue said, leaning in and meeting his lips, kissing him sweetly before pulling away. "Ah'm hungry."

Gambit chuckled. "Way t' kill de mood, chère." He said, watching her get out of the tub and wrap a towel around her.

"Can't help it." She said, holding a towel open for him. "Now come on. Ya gonna make me pigs in a blanket."

Pulling the stopper, he stood and took the towel as he stepped out and on to the bathmat. "Pigs in blankets, huh?" He asked, as they walked out and got dressed.

"Cravin' that saltiness." Rogue said. "And ah want ya ta wrap them in bacon before ya put tha little pastry around them. Oh my word, ah'm making my mouth water."

Slipping a shirt on, Gambit chuckled as he watched Rogue drape her robe over her. Opening the door, they headed out and into the kitchen where they saw Hank getting a late snack. He smiled a them as they entered and watched as Gambit opened the fridge and took several things out.

"Late night craving?" Hank asked, seeing Rogue nod as she took a seat at the bar.

"Mm hmm." She answered as she watched Gambit prepare what she wanted. "Ya up mighty late, Hank."

"Late experiments." He said, glancing at the clock. "How are you feeling, by the way?"

"Ah'm alright." She said. "Ah'm tryin' ta stay hydrated, like ya said, but ah'm still feeling a bit sick in tha mornings."

Beast chuckled. "Well, not all pregnancies are a walk in the park, my friend." He said.

"Ah know." Rogue said, sighing.

The sizzling of the bacon on the pan interrupted their conversation. "What are you making?" Beast asked, watching Gambit roll something up.

"Dis one want pigs in blankets." He said, looking back at Rogue before he met Beast's gaze. "Cravin' salt."

Hank smiled. "Well, I hope it hits the spot." He said, standing and throwing his paper plate in the trash. "Good night, my friends."

"G'night, Hank." Rogue said as he left the kitchen.

Popping the small pastries in the oven, Gambit turned to Rogue and smiled. She smiled back at him as they sat there not saying anything. Taking a few steps closer, he leaned against the counter on his elbows and watched as Rogue leaned forward as well.

"Looks like ya got somethin' on ya mind." She said, reaching out and tracing the updated bandage he got on his right arm.

He shook his head. "Non." He said. "Jus' enjoyin' y' company."

She winked at him before sitting up. "When those come out, ya can go on ta bed. Ah know ya gotta get up early." She said.

He shook his head as he looked through the window of the oven. "Don' mind stayin' up." He said, placing his hands in the pockets of his pajama pants. "Seven ain' dat early, anyway."

"It is when ya stayin' up late with ya crazy salt-cravin' pregnant fiance." She said, seeing him smile.

"Wouldn' have it any ot'er way, ma chérie." He said, turning to her.

"Ah'm curious." Rogue said, getting his full attention. "And this is way off topic."

He shrugged, leaning against the counter as he listened.

"What's with tha new uniforms?" Rogue asked. "There's somethin' ah obviously missed. Was it when Scott needed to talk to ya yesterday morning?"

Gambit smiled and nodded. "He get us new uniforms." He said. "Not sure wha' dey gonna look like, t'ough."

"Ah still want one." Rogue said. "Ah'm still just as much apart of this team."

"No one said y' ain'." He said walking around the bar and hugging her sideways. "I... we, jus' lookin' out for de li'l one. Y' should too."

"Ah am." Rogue said, feeling him kiss the top of her head. "Ah just wanna go along on tha missions. Doesn't mean ah'm gonna do anything."

"Temptation be dere." Gambit said. "Y' might jump in an' help if y' see one of us, or me, get de shit beat outta dem. Can' be havin' dat."

"So, ah'm suppose ta sit by and watch my friends, and my lover get hurt?" She asked. "No way in hell, Cajun."

"Jus' bein' protective o' wha' I care 'bout." He said, softly. "Don' t'ink I could live if somet'in' happen t' you. Y' be my whole world, Anna."

Rogue felt her heart flutter as he whispered into her ear. "Remy." She said, looking up at him and leaning in for a kiss as the oven timer went off. "Damn electronics."

Gambit laughed as he walked over and took the baking sheet out with the dozen pastries. "Dey really hot." He said, placing them on the oven and plating them up before he turned around and sat them in front of her. "Bon appétit."

–

Rogue hadn't woken up when the alarm went off. She had slept right through it. Rolling over, she saw that it was almost lunch time. Throwing the covers off, she sat up and drank several sips of water before she got up and showered. After drying her hair, she put a pair of jeans on and a fitted shirt before she headed out.

Turning toward the kitchen, she rounded the corner to see Craig talking with Gambit. Smiling, she walked up to them.

"Morning." Rogue said, seeing Craig smile back.

"Mornin'." He answered.

"Dere she is." Gambit said, reaching out and placing his hand on her lower back. "Y' sleep a long time."

"Can't help it." Rogue said, seeing Craig notice Gambit's touch. "How was ya trainin'?"

Craig shrugged. "Kinda weird." He said, watching Gambit step away to grab a soda out of the fridge. "He got in m' mind. Found de source o' m' power. He say de next step is t' know when m' powers are on. When t' detect dem."

Gambit returned to Rogue's side and offered her a sip of his soda. She declined, turning her attention back to Craig. "Are ya gonna start trainin' with touchin' people?" She asked.

Craig looked down at his feet. "Hope not. Not dis soon." He said. "Ain' confident, yet."

Rogue smiled as she reached out and pat his arm. "Ya will be soon, sugah." She said. "Like ah said, gotta believe in ya self." He smiled and looked into her eyes.

"I'm tryin'." He said as Gambit put his arm around Rogue.

"Wha' y' got planned today, mon amour?" He asked, taking a sip of soda.

Rogue shrugged. "Ah just got outta bed." She said, smiling at Craig. "Don't really have any plans as of yet. Are ya still trainin' this afternoon?"

Craig shook his head. "Professor say we start again tomorrow." He said, seeing an Asian girl and a girl with long brown hair enter.

Rogue noticed his looking. "Ya wanna go meet 'em?" She asked, seeing his uncertainty. "Come on."

She escorted him over to Jubilee and Kitty. They looked at Rogue and Craig and smiled.

"Hi." Jubilee said, a slight blush creeping across her face. "I heard we got a new kid, but you're not a kid at all."

Craig smiled. "Nope." He said.

"I'm Jubilee." She said, introducing herself before looking at Kitty.

"I'm Kitty." She said, extending her hand.

Craig put his hands in his pockets. "Can' be shakin' y' girls' hands. Sorry." He said. "I'm Craig."

"You sound a lot like LeBeau." Kitty said.

"Yeah." He said. "We from de same parts."

"I'm under the impression this is what all boys look like in Louisiana." Jubilee said.

Craig blushed. "Not all o' dem." He said.

"Dey ain' as fortunate as us, petit." Gambit said from across the kitchen.

Jubilee smiled. "So, what's your powers?" She asked.

Craig sighed. "I burn people." He said, seeing them nod.

"I pretty much blow stuff up." Jubilee said. "With fireworks."

"And I." Kitty said as she reached out and phased her hand through Craig's chest. "Can do that."

Craig's eyes went wide as she pulled her hand out. "Whoa." He said, looking at her. "Dat's awesome."

Kitty smiled at his reaction. "It is, isn't it?" She asked.

"Y' like a ghost." Craig said, smiling back. "Can y' go t'rough anyt'in'?"

"Yep." She said. "And I can make other things phase as well, as long as I'm touching them."

"Why can' I have a power like dat?" Craig asked. "Why I gotta be burnin' people?"

"Everyone's power is unique." Kitty said with a shrug. "Kinda defines them."

Craig turned to Gambit. "Wha' y' do?" He asked.

Gambit smiled. "I charge t'ings." He said. "It be more complicated den dat."

"Charge?" Craig asked. "Like a battery?"

Rogue chuckled. "Not quite." She said. "He pretty much makes bombs by kinetically charging objects and throwin' 'em."

"Well, somet'in' like dat." Gambit said as he turned around and finished his lunch.

Craig turned back to Rogue. "An' y' absorb people's energy or powers and memories." He said.

"She can also fly and has super strength." Jubilee said.

"Well, those aren't my powers. Wasn't born with 'em." Rogue said, seeing Craig raise an eyebrow. "It's a long story."

"But, y' can fly, t'ough?" Craig asked. "Like, wit'out wings?"

Rogue smiled and nodded. "Just like that." She said.

"Can y' show m' sometime?" He asked.

Rogue shrugged. "Sure." She said. "But not today. Ain' feelin' too hot."

"Are y' a'right?" Craig asked.

"Ah'm fine. Just not feeling a hundred percent." She said.

"So," Jubilee said. "How old are you?

Craig smiled as he looked at Jubilee. "Twenty." He said, looking at Kitty. "Y' girls?"

"About the same." Jubilee said.

Kitty chuckled. "Well, it's good t' have people m' same age around." Craig said, noticing Jubilee staring at him.

"A'right." Gambit said, turning around and walking up to them. "Everybody out. M' class be startin' in ten."

They started to walk toward the kitchen entrance. "Grab a snack now, 'cause this place is closed until four." Kitty said, turning back to Craig.

"Dat's right." Gambit said, smacking Rogue's behind as she walked by. "An' don' go interruptin' m' class."

Rogue smirked at him as she turned to Craig to see he was a bit shocked at Gambit's forwardness. "Come on, hun." She said as he followed her out of the kitchen and into the hall.

"Y' jus' let him touch y' like dat?" Craig asked.

Rogue chuckled. "There's a lot ya don't know." She said, stopping down the hall as Kitty and Jubilee kept walking. "Remy and ah are engaged."

"Oh." Craig said, his demeanor changing as he looked at her left hand. "I didn' notice de ring."

Rogue looked down at her hand. "That's alright." She said as she motioned for him to follow her.

"Feel like an ass." Craig said, smiling nervously. "I really liked y'."

"Ah'm older than ya, anyhow." Rogue said, smiling at him. "There's plenty of girls here that have their eye on ya. One of them bein' Jubilee."

Craig nodded before he looked at Rogue. "I t'ink Kitty's pretty cute." He said smiling.

"She's an awesome gal." She said as they walked outside and headed to the garden. "Y'all would be cute together."

"Maybe one day...when I can touch." Craig said as they walked down a path through the garden. "Hope dat's soon."

Rogue placed her hand on his back. "Ya gonna learn, Craig. Just be patient." She said in a comforting tone. "Tha Professor is tha best at helpin' folks."

"I believe y', Anna." He said, placing his hands in the pockets of his jeans. "It jus'...not bein' able t' touch anyone...it hurts."

They stopped at a bench and sat down. "Ah know." Rogue said. "Lord, ah know."

"I t'ought 'bout killin' m' self." Craig said, looking into her eyes. "Almost went t'rough wit' it, but de day I plan it, m' parents told me 'bout de Professor. So, I t'ought I'd give it a shot."

Rogue reached out and took his arm. "Don't ya ever think about killin' ya self again." She said. "My god, ya touch more lives than ya think without physically touchin' them. Ah admit, there were times when ah thought about it too, but these people here," She pointed at the mansion. "They cared about me and they care about you, hun. They ain't gonna give up on ya."

Craig looked down at her hand before he met her eyes. "Dey don' even know me." He said.

Rogue shook her head. "Don't matter. Ya here ta learn how ta control ya powers, like everybody else. There are still students learnin', so don't think ya tha only one." She said. "That's why this school is here. Ta teach young mutants how ta control their abilities."

"Curse is more like it." Craig said, seeing Rogue smile warmly.

"Ah know it's difficult ta listen ta me tell ya everything's gonna work out." Rogue said, rubbing his arm. "But trust me, Craig, it will."

He nodded as she pat his shoulder and took her hand back. "How long y' two been together?" He asked, seeing Rogue smile.

"Ah'm assumin' ya talking about LeBeau." She said, seeing him nod. "Well, it's been several years, but with my not bein' able ta touch, our relationship was a bit different. We had our tough times. On a few occasions, ah was able ta touch him, but it wasn't long until I couldn't again. It was frustratin', for both of us, but tha Professor finally helped me."

"But dat took years, yeah?" Craig asked, seeing her shrug.

"Only 'cause ah was too afraid ta try." She said, patting his knee. "So, trust me when ah say ya gonna learn ta control ya powers."

"I do trust y', Anna." He said. "Just ain' patient. Never was m' strong point."

Rogue chuckled. "When it comes ta touchin' someone ya like, it ain't anyone's strong point, sugah." She said, making him smile. "Feels like ya livin' in ya own personal hell."

"Sure does." He said, looking off into the garden. "How long dis place been here?"

Rogue leaned back on her hands. "A long time." She said, looking up at the fluffy clouds that slowly crept by them overhead before she stood up.

–

"Don' f'get 'bout y' test." Gambit said as he let his last class go for the day.

Sighing, he packed up his folder and laptop and headed upstairs to put them away. Walking up the stairs, he was stopped by Scott coming down.

"I'm glad I ran into you." He said. "We've got the blueprints and layout of the facility downloaded. After you get fitted for your new uniform and it comes in, we'll be heading out. I'll hold another meeting when we're ready to roll."

"How long it take t' get de uniform?" Gambit asked.

"A few days." Scott said. "We've gotta send your measurements off to a friend who's making this one for us. So, we should be ready to go as early as Friday."

"Damn." Gambit said. "Hadn' had a whole lot o' time t' train wit' dis teachin'."

Scott smiled. "Then you better get on it." He said, smacking his shoulder playfully. "I think Wolverine's down there now, if you want a bruise to match that other one."

Gambit chuckled as he touched the bruise. "Only got one face, mon ami." He said. "Where I go fo' de fittin'?"

"Jean will actually take care of that." Scott said, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb. "We can head there now if you want. It'll only take a moment."

Gambit shrugged. "Why not?" He asked as he followed Scott down the stairs and to Jean's office.

They walked in and Jean stopped typing on her laptop. "Hey." She said with a smile. "Are we here for the fitting?"

"Unless y'all plannin' on jumpin' me and takin' m' wallet." Gambit said, placing his laptop and folder on her desk.

Jean chuckled. "We'll actually have to head somewhere else to do this." She said, grabbing a few devices.

"Why?" Gambit asked, seeing Scott was going to ask the same thing.

"Well, a fitting of this type of material needs to be done behind closed doors." Jean said. "In other words, you'll need to strip down."

Gambit smirked at Scott. "Her idea, homme." He said as he gathered his laptop.

"Please." Scott said, rolling his eyes under his glasses as they headed out. "This is a uniform fitting. If you get excited over that, Rogue's going to have her hands full."

"I ain' gettin' excited." Gambit said as they headed into the elevator and down below the mansion.

When the doors opened they headed right and into a room where they kept old uniforms. Setting his things down on a bench, Gambit took his shirt off and kicked his shoes off to the side.

"Wow, you don't wait to be asked do you?" Scott asked.

Gambit shrugged. "Dis a uniform fittin', no?" He asked, unbuckling his belt. "Not'in' more."

Jean chuckled as she let her hand run down Scott's back as Gambit stripped from his jeans. "Just keep your underwear on. We don't want this getting any more awkward than it already is." She said as she walked up to him with the first device.

Gambit chuckled as she placed it close to his neck and then swept down his chest and then around and up his back. "I ain' shy, Jeanie." He said. "Are you?"

Jean tried to conceal her blush. "Just stop talking." She said as she held his arms out and swept over them and around with the device. "Okay, legs."

"Why dis do-hicky needed?" Gambit asked, watching her start from his foot and bring the device up close to his crotch before sweeping around and then doing the same with the other leg.

"The new uniform is suppose to be like a skin." Jean said, finishing her measurements around his waist area before she typed in a few things on the second device she brought. "So, this 'do-hicky' measures the actual measurements of you. So, the uniform will, basically, be a skin."

"How's dat different from our ot'er uniforms?" Gambit asked, as he started to get dressed.

"This uniform will be a lot thinner than the ones you're use to wearing." Jean said.

"And it's being specially made by a friend." Scott said. "All of the armor I told you about will be weaved into the suit, allowing full protection coverage of your vital muscles and organs."

Slipping his boots on, Gambit grabbed his shirt. "I get t' keep it after?" He asked, pulling his shirt on over his head.

Scott nodded. "If this is a successful run, we'll all be getting these uniforms." He said as he watched Gambit rake his fingers through his hair and pick up his things.

"So I be de genuine pig." He said with a nod.

"Yep." Scott said as they headed out and into the hall.

"An' y' get de blueprints t' me when?" Gambit asked as they stepped into the elevator.

"Tonight." Scott said, turning to face him. "I'll put them on a flash drive and drop them by your room later."

"A'right." Gambit nodded. "Well, gonna see if Wolvie be in de Danger Room. Y'all head up."

He watched the doors close before he headed down the opposite hall and to the Danger Room. It was showing that it was in use, so Gambit used his key card to override and pause the program. Walking in, he saw Logan look back at him.

"What do ya want, Cajun?" He asked as Gambit closed the door.

"Here t' train fo' m' mission." He said, setting his things down. "An' y' gonna help me."

A/N: Moving along now. Mission coming up!
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