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Author's Note: I got inspired to write this fic. after watching the "Nightcrawler" episode of the original (and best) Xmen cartoon. This Remy/Rogue fic. (they rule) is like a continuation of that episode. Although this story is mainly about Rogue and Gambits relationship it does explore some religious themes. Please note that I am doing my best to interrupt each characters beliefs to make a good story, but it is still just my interpretation and may not be totally accurate (I'm trying my best!)
The kitchen scene in this chapter was stimulated by KazeRogue (KazeRogue@hotmail.com)
she's a great writer and her work is accessible on many Rogue sites. Thanks to her and her outstanding stories.
A special thanks goes out to that expresso I had before I started writing this…it gave me the boost I neededJ
I am continuing to work on my other series as well and I appreciate all the feedback. Speaking of feedback I would love to know what you think of this new fic...so please respond! Like always the more reviews I get the more I write! Read/Respond...Enjoy!
~the Rogue
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*Have Faith In Me*
Chapter 2
"Remy it's ovah"
Her words echoed in his ears. Ever since the fireworks display Rogue had distanced herself from Gambit and now it had come to this. Rogue had ended it, ended them, and it seemed ended all the good things in his life.
Gambit recalled all the other times she had rejected him because of her powers. Before their official relationship Gambit had pursued Rogue constantly and always she would turn him down because of her powers. But Gambit never gave up and finally she conceded. This time however, was different.
Just when Gambit had been sure they had gotten past Rogue's powers, that they meant more to each other than the physical attraction. He had confessed his love to her and they had begun a beautiful relationship and she had to ruin it all. Gambit remembered every word of the conversation…
It had been two days from their conversation at the fireworks display. All that Gambit had on his mind was sorting things out with Rogue, but she had successfully avoided him. Finally he found her sitting outside and decided to approach her.
Remy: "Hey chere"
Rogue: (after taking a deep breath) "Rem, your right we need ta talk, 'bout us.
Remy: "Okay I guess now is a good time, where do you want ta begin."
Rogue: (another deep breath) "Ah've been thinkin a lot lately…ah've come to the realization that maybe were better of as friends..ah.."
Remy: "Pourquoi?!"
Rogue: 'Its time for it to be ovah."
Remy: Chere, I love you, please we can get through dis together."
Rogue: "Remy, don't ya see, ya can't even touch mah…you don't deserve to have to-"
Remy: "Non, chere it ain't de damn powers…we've been over dis before. Don't you see?"
Rogue abruptly flew away after speaking her final words, "I think its time we end it."
Needless to say Gambit was irate. She had given up on them. He loved her with all his heart and she just ended it. Normally Gambit would be persistent, he even thought about it. But no, this time she had driven the stake of rejection into his heart a little too far.
He couldn't face her. During the next 2 weeks he just straight out steered clear of Rogue period. When they passed each other in the mansion, he wouldn't even look at her. During training sessions he paid as little attention to her as possible. It was quite evident to the rest of the team that Gambit was not being his charming self. It didn't take much skill to guess why: Rogue.
Ororo Monroe, aka Storm decided to confront her heart broken friend. She approached him on the front porch, "Remy would you like to talk?"
"Non Stormy, leave me be." He responded not even looking at her.
"For the millionth time do NOT call me that!" Her scolding brought a small smile to Gambit's face. "Now surely you and Rogue can work whatever problems your having out…I've seen you two together and believe me it's obvious there's a lot of love between the two of you."
"I'm not so sure Roguie loves me anymore."
"Come now my friend, you know as well as I do that's not true."
"Oh really? Den why she break it off…she knows I don't care 'bout the powers, she know dat. Mebbe it cause Gambit don't got to church on Sunday or cause she rather be with tin man."
"Why would she want to have relations with Peter?"
"Dey have always been friends and Gambit heard Petey tellin Scott dis mornin dat he found out yesterday dat when he is in tin form Rogue's powers have no affect on him."
"Do not give up my friend." And with that Storm went back inside the mansion. She would talk to Rogue tomorrow.
The next day Storm found Rogue by herself in the skies above the mansion. She flew towards her. "On days like this I feel quite blessed to be given the gift of flight."
"I hear ya sugah." Rogue agreed.
"Rogue I have been meaning to talk to you about Gambit…I was just curious to of what happened that caused your sudden break up?"
Rogue grimaced, "Theres other fish in the sea Storm."
"You would be referring to Peter Wisdom I assume? Now that you have discovered you can endure physical contact-"
Rogue cut her off, "No, no I meant other fish in the sea for Remy. Pete's great, but right now we'd just like to stay friends, if ya know what ah mean."
Storm nodded, "I must attend to my garden, but will you please consider that once a fisherman has caught the best fish in the pond, he hardly wants to throw it back."
Rogue shook her head, "Ah am hardly the best catch, more like the catch that no one can touch. Won't you consider the phrase if you love em, set em free."
Storm smiled to herself so she did still love him, enough to think he deserved better. "Rogue I hope you see in time that Remy has always been a free spirit." Storm left leaving a thinking Rogue behind.
Can't sleep. She was definitely not unaccustomed to sleepless nights.
She was experienced enough to know it was no use fighting them.
A number of things had kept Rogue up in the past, but tonight it was Remy. Storms words had not gone on deaf ears. In fact she had heard them quite clearly and couldn't stop thinking about her and Remy.
She knew it was best to shake off these thoughts, so she got out of bed. She
put on her bathrobe and went to the kitchen to get her some milk. She opened
the refrigerator and took the bottle out.
"Bit late for a snack, n'est-ce pas?"
Rogue nearly dropped the bottle, startled by the voice. Gambit stood, leaning against the opposite wall of the kitchen, where she hadn't noticed him before.
Gambit gracefully strode towards the young woman and took the bottle out of her
hands. He poured her a glass of milk and turned around to leave the kitchen,
without another word. Through the turmoil of emotions this little midnight
encounter caused her, Rogue knew that she had to sort things out with the
Cajun.
"Remy, wait...please."
In one swift movement Gambit turned around and faced her. His eyes stared straight into her own. Rogue took a deep breath before speaking.
"Uhm, are y'a angry with me? Ah mean, we're still friends, aren't we?"
He glared at her with anger glowing in his eyes. Rogue suddenly understood why people were sometimes scared by his look.
"Right now its hard for me ta just be your teammate."
Now Rogue returned his glare, waiting for him to explain his angry tone.
"Sorry that I'm not dat perfectly mannered, but my girlfriend jus' broke up wit' me and so I'm not in de best o' moods!"
"Y'a cain't blame me foh finally makin' the right decision. You should know as well that it's right!"
Gambit quickly walked towards her, pressing her against the wall. Rogue gasped in surprise and wanted to protest, but he cut her off.
"Non, now you shut up and let me talk for a change, chere! You say dat we can't work, but dats bull. You say dat Gambit don't deserve to have you and your right, but it ain't because of your powers. Gambit thought dat we had finally got past your powers and dat our love fore each other would prevail. Your not doin me any favors by breakin up with me. But apparently your to blind ta see dat. Or maybe Gambit not good enough for you anymore. Mebbe you want someone like Colossus, who you can touch and who is a good boy. Well Gambit may not go to church every Sunday or say his prayers each night, but I have faith in myself, in others, in God to deal me a good hand. Dats your problem chere Cause of your powers you have no faith in anything, in yourself. I don't know how you can expect ta love someone else until you love yourself. You can't just push everyone away and wall yourself up in a fantasy world, where you don't have to take any chances or even play de game of life!"
He pushed her against the wall again, as if to urge her to believe his words. Then suddenly, he let go of her and left the mansion quickly. Rogue heard the engines of his Harley as she still leaned against the wall, panting.
Trembling, she went to the table to sit down. She shivered and the milk ran over the glass she was still holding and over her hand. She looked at her hands, she was wearing gloves. It was midnight and when she had went downstairs, she hadn't expected to meet anyone. But she had put on gloves nonetheless, out of habit. She tore at the fabric disgustedly, frantically. Then she looked at her bare, trembling hands and started to sob, clutching the shreds of her gloves to her chest.
Just when she thought she had finally made the right decision about her relationship with Gambit he had to go and release a series of doubts in her head. Rogue hated her powers and had decided that it wasn't right to make Gambit (who she loved so dearly) suffer along with her. His words replayed in her mind.
Your not doin me any favors by breakin up with me. But apparently your to blind ta see dat. Or maybe Gambit not good enough for you anymore. Mebbe you want someone like Colossus, who you can touch and who is a good boy.
How had he known about Peter?! How could he possibly believe that she broke up with him to be with Peter! What a jerk he was being…ugh why couldn't he just be her friend? It would be easier that way. She felt more tears run down her cheeks.
Cause of your powers you have no faith in anything, in yourself. I don't know how you can expect ta love someone else until you love yourself.
Did he not understand? How could she truly love herself. She had done some terrible things in her life and she had some terrible things done to her. Remy didn't know what it was like having your powers be a constant responsibility, he just got up and left on his harley anytime he felt like it. He was as Storm put it, "such a free spirit." Rogue felt imprisoned by her powers, by her experiences, but mostly by herself. Rogue placed her head in her hands, trying to find some, any clarity in her mind.
Gambit didn't know what drove him to go to the churchyard. But he was there, praying none the less. He wouldn't want anyone to know how often he actually prayed.
All his previous prayers were generally guilt driven. He sure had plenty of past sins to feel guilty about (but that's another story). Right now however, the focus of his prayers was different: he prayed for Rogue.
He didn't pray that they would get back together. He didn't pray that Colossus would be unable to touch Rogue in the future. He didn't pray that Rogue would lose her powers. He prayed that Rogue would not always be so held back by her powers. That the spark of a woman he fell in love with would be able to shine.
Approaching footsteps interrupted his thoughts. Still angry from his fight with Rogue and that he was being interrupted he reached for 2 cards from his coat pocket. He was about to charge them when the most beautiful voice filled his ears.
"Remy, is that you?"
The voice belonged to an angle, the voice was Rogue's.
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