Remy kept Rogue's lifeless body close, and shook her. He was sure she was
alive…somewhere. Lance grinned, and gave a short chuckle.
'I fail to see what is so funny.'
'You, Gambit. Turning all soft over a pretty little piece of meat…' Remy's rage overcame his better judgment…or was his better judgment just to blast them all away. He threw a table up so that bottles and cards fell to the floor.
He ducked behind it, his beloved's body still clutched to his. He began his attack, which consisted mainly of blindly throwing his cards at whatever moved. Lance saw Remy's weakness and used to his best of knowledge what would break him.
'Ya know Gambit, I always stuck to Kitty, her being a little sweet on me, but when I look at Rogue, all un-protected and sexy, man I just wanna…'
'FUCK YOU!' Remy's eyes blazed a flaming red, and he threw a card that blew all of them into the wall and starting a fire. All was still except for the flames that licked the ceiling and spread all around the room.
Remy hunched over Rogue, prepared to die and join her, where ever she had gone.
'You hear, chere? Remy'll be with you soon. Rogue…' He brushed a few hairs from her cheek and smiled to himself. He wished that they could have been together. She was so beautiful and crazy and so precious…
'No! Remy! Don't go…Don't throw your life away fer me!' Rogue shouted at the mirror as she saw Remy arched over her body. 'ANGEL! ANGEL! I WANT TO GO BACK! I WANT TO LIVE!!!' she cried into the bleak nothingness. She heard silence, no sign of the blonde girl. She curled into a ball and watched as Remy gave up all hope of survival.
'Ah just wanted to be with you…and now ah've killed you.' Rogue said as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Yes, for the first time in many long years, she was crying.
'What's this?' Remy said, looking at Rogue. There were tears streaming down her face. But she was dead…how could she be crying? Unless…
'Petite?!? Rogue!!!' Rogue heard the voice echo all around the darkness. And then she saw a light radiating from a figure. The bright light helped her to her feet.
'Take me to him.'
'Only you can do that.'
'HOW?!? DAMMIT, TELL ME HOW?!?' The glowing figure smiled and Rogue thought she saw the angel's face, if only for a few seconds.
'Have faith. If you have faith and hope in your heart, you will never stray far from love.'
'But how do I get them.' The figure's smile grew a little wider. She then hugged Rogue, warmth washing over her, the light becoming stronger and brighter. Rogue shut her eyes, the light becoming too fierce.
She felt arms tighten around her and a warm embrace. She snuggled into it and felt hot breath on her neck. She looked up into two ruby red eyes, and as their gazes locked, Rogue felt safe, no matter where she was. She was returned to him. Rogue smiled to herself, knowing all would be okay, because Remy was holding her close and was never going to let go.
'I fail to see what is so funny.'
'You, Gambit. Turning all soft over a pretty little piece of meat…' Remy's rage overcame his better judgment…or was his better judgment just to blast them all away. He threw a table up so that bottles and cards fell to the floor.
He ducked behind it, his beloved's body still clutched to his. He began his attack, which consisted mainly of blindly throwing his cards at whatever moved. Lance saw Remy's weakness and used to his best of knowledge what would break him.
'Ya know Gambit, I always stuck to Kitty, her being a little sweet on me, but when I look at Rogue, all un-protected and sexy, man I just wanna…'
'FUCK YOU!' Remy's eyes blazed a flaming red, and he threw a card that blew all of them into the wall and starting a fire. All was still except for the flames that licked the ceiling and spread all around the room.
Remy hunched over Rogue, prepared to die and join her, where ever she had gone.
'You hear, chere? Remy'll be with you soon. Rogue…' He brushed a few hairs from her cheek and smiled to himself. He wished that they could have been together. She was so beautiful and crazy and so precious…
'No! Remy! Don't go…Don't throw your life away fer me!' Rogue shouted at the mirror as she saw Remy arched over her body. 'ANGEL! ANGEL! I WANT TO GO BACK! I WANT TO LIVE!!!' she cried into the bleak nothingness. She heard silence, no sign of the blonde girl. She curled into a ball and watched as Remy gave up all hope of survival.
'Ah just wanted to be with you…and now ah've killed you.' Rogue said as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Yes, for the first time in many long years, she was crying.
'What's this?' Remy said, looking at Rogue. There were tears streaming down her face. But she was dead…how could she be crying? Unless…
'Petite?!? Rogue!!!' Rogue heard the voice echo all around the darkness. And then she saw a light radiating from a figure. The bright light helped her to her feet.
'Take me to him.'
'Only you can do that.'
'HOW?!? DAMMIT, TELL ME HOW?!?' The glowing figure smiled and Rogue thought she saw the angel's face, if only for a few seconds.
'Have faith. If you have faith and hope in your heart, you will never stray far from love.'
'But how do I get them.' The figure's smile grew a little wider. She then hugged Rogue, warmth washing over her, the light becoming stronger and brighter. Rogue shut her eyes, the light becoming too fierce.
She felt arms tighten around her and a warm embrace. She snuggled into it and felt hot breath on her neck. She looked up into two ruby red eyes, and as their gazes locked, Rogue felt safe, no matter where she was. She was returned to him. Rogue smiled to herself, knowing all would be okay, because Remy was holding her close and was never going to let go.