Chapter 4
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Back at Le Gamine Kitty and Lance were just finishing their meal.
"So am I taking you home or is Rogue?" asked Lance.
"I thought Rogue was, but I like don't see her anywhere," said Kitty.
"Well, I'll take you back and we can take a detour on the way," said Lance as he paid the check.
Kitty left with Lance and after an hour of leisurely love making she completely forgot about Rogue's mysterious disappearance. Lance dropped Kitty off at the mansion at around 11 and went home while Kitty snuck back up to her room.
The room was dark as Kitty climbed through the window, she figured Rogue was asleep, so she put on her nightgown and went to bed. About 15 minutes after Kitty laid down she remembered seeing Scott's car as Lance drove out of the parking lot.
"Like I hope Rogue brings Scott's car back before he wakes up," murmured Kitty as she drifted off to sleep.
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Meanwhile back in Canada Rogue and Remy were driven back to the station and brought in for questioning. After their initial interrogation the 'dynamic duo' were led to their cell.
"Alright, kids, this is home for tonight, eh?" said the first Mounty, as he unlocked the cell door.
"Wait, aren't you gonna un-cuff us?" asked Rogue.
"We can't Miss. Those cuffs have no keys and we don't have a saw heavy enough to cut through them." responded the Mounty.
"What?!" yelped Rogue, "You mean Ah'm stuck with him all night?"
"Don' tink you be dat great to be tied to either!" Remy pointed out as the Mounty closed the door.
"You each get one phone call," said the Mounty as he locked the door, "Just yell when you want to call or if need anything."
With that the Mounty walked back to his desk, sat down and picked up the paper.
"Well, as long as we stuck here," said Remy unzipping his pants.
"Are ya deranged?!" asked Rogue about to have heart failure, "What do ya think yer doin'?"
"Taken' a leak," said Remy like it was the most normal thing in the world.
"No way, Ah don't think so!" said Rogue coming out of her initial shock.
"What Remy spose't do den?"
"Tiah it off!" said Rogue.
"Remy don' know why you so dainty all of a sudden, Chère. Ain't nothin' you haven't seen before, non?"
"Well, Ah nevah!" said Rogue pushing Remy down on the metal (fold down) bench.
"Quoi?" laughed Remy as he staggered back on to the bench.
"I don't mean to pry, but aren't you two a little young to married?" asked the other Mounty at the coffee machine.
"We're not!" corrected Rogue.
"What have I told you about talking before you think?" growled the first Mounty.
"Well now, did we wake up on the wrong side of the bed this mornin' Bob?" asked the second Mounty.
"You gotta problem, Larry?" said Bob in dangerous tone.
"I've had it with you!" Larry shouted as he drop tackled Bob.
Just then the Captain of the Mounties walked out of his office, "Bob, Larry what in the name of Québec is going on and where is Zeek?"
"He went to go check on the horses," said Bob as he held Larry in a headlock.
"Why do I even bother?" the Captain rolled his eyes and then turned his attentions over to the dynamic duo behind bars, "What 'er these two in fer?"
"D.U.I.," Larry managed to choke out before both he and Bob fell to the floor.
Somehow Larry had managed to free himself of the headlock and was now punching the crap out of Bob.
"Dis gon' be a lon' night," sighed Remy as he covered his red and black eyes with his hand.
"Well, who 'er we callin'?" asked Rogue.
"Whoever won't kill us, Chere."
"Ah guess Ah'll call Kitty's cell phone" said Rogue.
"Wanda's a long shot but Remy don' have much choice otherwise." said Remy then turning to the captain, "We're ready to call."
After two long winded messages left on both Kitty and Wanda's cell phones the captain handed a pillow and a blanket to Remy, "You kids should get some sleep."
The heavy door slammed shut again.
Remy put the pillow down on the bench , took off his coat and covered the raw meta. He draped the blanket over himself laid down and then looked at Rogue, "C'mon," he held the blanket up for her to climb under.
"HELL NO!" yelled Rogue.
"Cher, Remy's tired, jus' come to bed and we can fight again in de mornin'"
"An have you feel me up? No thanks, Ah'll sleep on the other side of the cell."
"Remy don' see how wid dat cuff round yo wrist," he said looking pointedly at her wrist.
"Cajun, Ah swear if you so much as trah anything, you will not leave this cell in one piece. Do Ah make mahself cleah?"
"Oui, Chere, now to bed, non?"
"Fahne," said an exasperated Rogue as she climbed under the blanket.
"Dere now was dat so hard?"
"Get yo' hand offa mah ass!"
"Quoi, Chere, you can take a joke, non?"
"NON! Now Ah suggest we go to sleep before you become a paraplegic!"
"Point taken, Chère," said Gambit as he nuzzled Rogues hair and then snuggled into the pillow, "Bon Nuit."
"Naght yo'self, Cajun, and yo arm better not move from mah waist," warned Rogue.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Back at Le Gamine Kitty and Lance were just finishing their meal.
"So am I taking you home or is Rogue?" asked Lance.
"I thought Rogue was, but I like don't see her anywhere," said Kitty.
"Well, I'll take you back and we can take a detour on the way," said Lance as he paid the check.
Kitty left with Lance and after an hour of leisurely love making she completely forgot about Rogue's mysterious disappearance. Lance dropped Kitty off at the mansion at around 11 and went home while Kitty snuck back up to her room.
The room was dark as Kitty climbed through the window, she figured Rogue was asleep, so she put on her nightgown and went to bed. About 15 minutes after Kitty laid down she remembered seeing Scott's car as Lance drove out of the parking lot.
"Like I hope Rogue brings Scott's car back before he wakes up," murmured Kitty as she drifted off to sleep.
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Meanwhile back in Canada Rogue and Remy were driven back to the station and brought in for questioning. After their initial interrogation the 'dynamic duo' were led to their cell.
"Alright, kids, this is home for tonight, eh?" said the first Mounty, as he unlocked the cell door.
"Wait, aren't you gonna un-cuff us?" asked Rogue.
"We can't Miss. Those cuffs have no keys and we don't have a saw heavy enough to cut through them." responded the Mounty.
"What?!" yelped Rogue, "You mean Ah'm stuck with him all night?"
"Don' tink you be dat great to be tied to either!" Remy pointed out as the Mounty closed the door.
"You each get one phone call," said the Mounty as he locked the door, "Just yell when you want to call or if need anything."
With that the Mounty walked back to his desk, sat down and picked up the paper.
"Well, as long as we stuck here," said Remy unzipping his pants.
"Are ya deranged?!" asked Rogue about to have heart failure, "What do ya think yer doin'?"
"Taken' a leak," said Remy like it was the most normal thing in the world.
"No way, Ah don't think so!" said Rogue coming out of her initial shock.
"What Remy spose't do den?"
"Tiah it off!" said Rogue.
"Remy don' know why you so dainty all of a sudden, Chère. Ain't nothin' you haven't seen before, non?"
"Well, Ah nevah!" said Rogue pushing Remy down on the metal (fold down) bench.
"Quoi?" laughed Remy as he staggered back on to the bench.
"I don't mean to pry, but aren't you two a little young to married?" asked the other Mounty at the coffee machine.
"We're not!" corrected Rogue.
"What have I told you about talking before you think?" growled the first Mounty.
"Well now, did we wake up on the wrong side of the bed this mornin' Bob?" asked the second Mounty.
"You gotta problem, Larry?" said Bob in dangerous tone.
"I've had it with you!" Larry shouted as he drop tackled Bob.
Just then the Captain of the Mounties walked out of his office, "Bob, Larry what in the name of Québec is going on and where is Zeek?"
"He went to go check on the horses," said Bob as he held Larry in a headlock.
"Why do I even bother?" the Captain rolled his eyes and then turned his attentions over to the dynamic duo behind bars, "What 'er these two in fer?"
"D.U.I.," Larry managed to choke out before both he and Bob fell to the floor.
Somehow Larry had managed to free himself of the headlock and was now punching the crap out of Bob.
"Dis gon' be a lon' night," sighed Remy as he covered his red and black eyes with his hand.
"Well, who 'er we callin'?" asked Rogue.
"Whoever won't kill us, Chere."
"Ah guess Ah'll call Kitty's cell phone" said Rogue.
"Wanda's a long shot but Remy don' have much choice otherwise." said Remy then turning to the captain, "We're ready to call."
After two long winded messages left on both Kitty and Wanda's cell phones the captain handed a pillow and a blanket to Remy, "You kids should get some sleep."
The heavy door slammed shut again.
Remy put the pillow down on the bench , took off his coat and covered the raw meta. He draped the blanket over himself laid down and then looked at Rogue, "C'mon," he held the blanket up for her to climb under.
"HELL NO!" yelled Rogue.
"Cher, Remy's tired, jus' come to bed and we can fight again in de mornin'"
"An have you feel me up? No thanks, Ah'll sleep on the other side of the cell."
"Remy don' see how wid dat cuff round yo wrist," he said looking pointedly at her wrist.
"Cajun, Ah swear if you so much as trah anything, you will not leave this cell in one piece. Do Ah make mahself cleah?"
"Oui, Chere, now to bed, non?"
"Fahne," said an exasperated Rogue as she climbed under the blanket.
"Dere now was dat so hard?"
"Get yo' hand offa mah ass!"
"Quoi, Chere, you can take a joke, non?"
"NON! Now Ah suggest we go to sleep before you become a paraplegic!"
"Point taken, Chère," said Gambit as he nuzzled Rogues hair and then snuggled into the pillow, "Bon Nuit."
"Naght yo'self, Cajun, and yo arm better not move from mah waist," warned Rogue.
