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Displaced Love Affair.

"Remy," She said, and not just any she, one with long, curly and flowing auburn hair

adorned naturally with two white streaks. A she with a soothing southern accent, that

can at times be shaming, or rowdy too. "Ya can't keep doing this ta me." "Marie, that's her

given name, one kept a secret, a painful secret, until recently. The name she prefers,

one given to her by her "mother" for lack of better word, is Rogue.


The french man before her has always known that word to mean theif, bandit,

Someone like himself. HE let go of this southern belle he now pleads to.

He broke her heart slowly, into pieces, by so many dissapointments so many times.

She found somebody new, and somebody old at the same time, Remy has yet to accept

her heart changed when he set her free. "Ah didn't mean what Ah said, Cheri."

He looks at her again, and the picture of Marie and "Him" Cody.

Cody is Marie's closest friend, now lover, husband, father of her unborn child.

Remy looks back with tears welling in his red eyes. "Ah shoulda said Ah loved ya dif'erently."

Remy contenued to speak, faltering to find words that fit, fit what he feels so

well, fit as well as he wanted her to. "If I'da said something dif'erent, Ah'd still have you,

Not him." Ah Remy, also known as Gambit, as it to bet, thought he held all the cards,

to play them as he wished, however he wished. He thought he was the rain maker, in all reality, he

was as dry as the million old desert sands.

"Ah am not a possesion, Remy!" Rogue forces through gritted teeth. "Ah don't think you ever understood this."

"Rogue," Remy started, "Come back to me. Ah think you, Ah breathe you, Ah even see your face in my memories."

He stopped shallow, "I need you."

"Don't you feed me that hog slobber!" Rogue spat back. "You told me you never loved me!"

"Don't." Gambit said placing his fingers to her lips. "Don't say anything to me about

never loving you." Remy said with a look of contempt. " As soon as you learned to control

your powers, you drifted from me, and as soon as I let you go, you started with Cody."

He kept on. "Cody! A man Mr. Sinister cloned and an entity pulled from your mind placed into that

body! You married him after three months, three months after you left me!"


"You left me, Remy!" She shouted, "You! Ah oughta beat the tar outta you!" She exploded as her

face reddened deeper. "Ah had known Cody sence we were kids! It doesn't matter what body he's in!

It's still him!" She stopped to breathe "Ah always loved him, Ah just didn't really know it, Remy.

Ah loved you at one time, yes, But you broke that when ya threw me away like a pile of garbage!


"How are you gonna beat the tar outta me anyways?" Gambit asked with fire in his eyes over seeing

the truth of his actions. "You can't even move." Gambit said as he pointed out that she was secured

to her chair, thanks to the workings of a man gone mad, a man with nothing left. "You remember

when Ah asked you for one last kiss? You never gave it to me." He said as he paced the living room

in the mansions old boat house. The very same one Remy had helped another young couple move into

several years ago, the very same one Rogue used now, borrowed from another couple formed from the same

situation of friend to lover, to start her own life.


"Remy, this is insane!" She pleaded. "You just can't do this to people!" She said as she tried harder

to break her bonds and the ropes grazing over her taunt, full, and pregnant belly.


"For all the suffering you caused me, If I could, I'd throw your still warm corpse to the grave.

Let your blood seep into the ground around you and have wild animals pick your flesh apart." Remy sneered.


"Remy, this isn't you!" Rogue said as her eyes teared up. "Please, stop! You're scaring me!"


"It's always about you, isn't it!" he yelled as he threw his hands out in a wild gesture. "I told you

Ah loved you, Rogue! Me! Not some ex bug slash headache!"


"Don't you dare talk about Cody like that! He defends me! When did you ever do that!" Marie shouted back.


"Where's your husband now to defend you?" Reme sneered in distaste. " Ah don't see him here."

"My Lord!" Marie exclaimed " What did ya do with Cody?!" She asked in tears. "Ya didn't hurt him, did ya!

he never did anything to you!"


"My, my, you're all concerned now, but you weren't even thinking about him a minute ago." Gambit smiled.

"And he did do something to me, he took you."


"You dumped me! All yoa pain is Your fault!" Rogue reasoned with him. "Please leave Cody out of this!"


"This should have been my child." Gambit said as he smoothed over her round stomache.


"Stop touching me! What did you do with my husband" she faught.


"Ah want you to use your imagenation on that one. How far along are you, Ma petiet? Five? Six?"

He asked, How long ago did we stop? Seven?"


"Stop it! she yelled as she looked away.


"Right after we broke up... days?" He pressed the issue. "Knowing you, hours."


"Remy.. No!" Marie squirmed. " Are you insane? Drunk? We can help you!"


"Just answer me." He said.


"Where is my husband?!" She pleaded.


"Answer me!" He said as he twisted that lovely dark hair back with

a hard tug. His hands no longer really bore the softness of a man in love,

just that of one out for revenge. Revenge he has no right to seek.


"Ah!" she gasped out in a mixture of pain and terror. She no longer knows this man, once lovers

that seemed so happy, she wasn't happy. How could she be happy wondering every second

wheather she was loved by this man? With Cody, the world melts away, nothing seems so

bad. Cody feels right. Remy, Remy reminds her of how every moment with Gambit, she was just

getting used. Used for for money, sex, material objects things of that nature. Cody never

once did this.

"No Rogue. Ah have to know." He said releasing her, almost as though repenting.

"Two weeks." She looked away. "But you pushed me there. Pushed me away for months before

you told me Ah was a joke."

"Ah'm Sorry, Rogue." He said as he kissed her cheek and caressed her face.

"Don't, Don't do this!" Rogue begged.

"Ah have to, just once." Remy begged too. "Please Rogue, thats all I've wanted, Just once."


"Ah'm married! No!" She said as she tried to move away. "Where is Cody!?"

"Ah want you so badly." Remy cried.

"We are over!" Rogue moved with even more urgency to break her woven chains.

"Ah know, just had to see you once! Just once!" his dark red eyes said the same.

"No No No!! HELP!" Marie yelled as she struggled harder.

"Its five in the morning, no one can hear you. If Ah can't steal you, No one can have you."

Remy, Gambit became like this once before, His first wife, Bella Donna had died,

life meant nothing, especcially his own. He repented these synnes once, but never can

be told what lurks in the mind of man untill the reins have been loosened.

"Five?" Rogue thought "Jean and Logan are due back from Canada soon! Remy must not know they live here."

Finding hope where it seems not to be is stock and trade in X-Men life, other times, fate deals a glowing,

red hand.

"Ya want your husband, Cheri?" Gambit asked. "Here." He said as he dropped a simple gold band into her lap.

"Aww, ya worried 'bout the rest of him? Don't worry, there's always cloning, however the mind is a different

thing."

"Monster!"

"No, Mutant."

"Cody has done nothing to you!" she restated. "If ya hurt him, you don't even deserve the title human!"

She finished with breath. "You can't get me back!"

"Ah don't want you back!" Gambit yelled with defiance. "Ah want to see you pay for what you've done to me!"

"Ah didn't do anything to ya, ya thieving swamp rat!" Rogue retorted. " You saw a scared and lonely girl and ya took

advantage! Ya saw something you didn't have to work for!" She stated. "You never wanted to work for anything!"

"Don't you say that to me!" He yelled. "Don't you ever dare say that to me! Ah had to work hard for life!" He contenued

"Ah am alive because Ah worked!"

"You got everything because you took! Because everything falls in your lap!" Marie threw at her former friend.

"You got everything because people pittied you." Was the answer back.


Rogue hadn't the time to retaliate as a car pulled in slowly and a gruff voice was heard

with Jean's sleepy voice echoing into the house.

"Somethings wrong, Logan!" The now alert red head pointed out.

And the two burst in just in time to see two flapping curtains and a distraught

Rogue crying. Her face was red and her wrists bound and chaifed raw, and one gold band

laying in her lap.

"Marie!" Jean's kind voice led compassion. "Are you ok? What happened?" She asked as she untied Rogue.

"The cajun was here." Logan sniffed out.

"It.. it was Remy!" Rogue cried. "He won't tell me where Cody is! What am Ah gonna do?"

"Don't worry sweety, " Jean reasurred. "We can find him, You are in the company of telepaths."

"You don't understand!" Marie exclaimed. " Remy isn't Remy anymore and he blames me!"

"I don't see why that means we can't find him." Jean soothed.

"What she means, Jean," Logan pointed out. " Remy was a latent telepath, and he studied under Xaiver,

if he is no longer in control o himself, He can do, pretty much whatever the hell he wants."

"You can use that organ on your face to find him." Jean threw playfully at her new husband.

"Yes!" Rogue exclaimed. "Logan! Your nose! Oh! Please say you'll do it! Please!" Rogue begged.

"Before Remy hurts himself, or Cody!"

"I.. I'll do it darlin. But you owe me, it wasn't the organ on my face I was planning on using tonight."

Logan smirked. "I'll call you two gals if I find something. Rogue, Jean'll take care of you an' I'd suggest

going to see the Prof as soon as you can."

And Logan was off, to find a man, one full of secrets, one that can be hard to find at best.

One who has no desire to even be found. A man of secrets, and silence kills.

"Ah can't thank you enough for this Jean." Marie exclaimed as she fell into Jean's warm

and comforting arms. "Ya don't know how much this helps!"

"Shh.. you were there for me when Scott died. Lets get you something warm to drink and I

can look at those wrists for you." The eternal mothering woman shushed. "We'll find him, We'll

find him."

And all grew quiet. Not the good kind of quiet, but the kind where the very air

is stagnat and the silence grows as a thick, paste like glue and sticks to your very nerves.

The kind where you beg for any sound, but any sound merely becomes your undoing, so you hope for silence.

Even your own heart's slow beating ticks away at your very core as you wait, wait for any something.
End