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Around one hour after they left, Ryan came back to check on Rogue and take away her soup bowl.
'Do ya'll have a name, darlin?' she said sitting up and looking at Ryan honestly. He let out a small laugh. He set down the soup dish and sat down.
'I'm Ryan Rodriguez.' He said shortly, as he mopped up a small puddle of soup with a rag. Rogue sighed impatiently.
'And...'
'And...' Ryan repeated. Rogue shot him a look. He sighed. 'Well, I'm 18... and I've lived here in New Jersey for all my life...'
'An how long have ya'll known Stokes?' Rogue asked, lifting an eyebrow. Ryan suddenly went a bit quiet.
'For as long as I can remember... since we were little kids... She's always been a bit of a tomboy...'
'Tell me about it.' Rogue said with a small laugh. Ryan looked at her a bit funny.
'Do you really believe you know her?' he said slowly, frowning a bit. Rogue suddenly grimaced.
'Ah know Ah know her... it's just somethin happened. maybe she has amnesia. or maybe it was Kerri or Adam... Ah don't know what's happened anymore...'
'Kerri and Adam... man, it's been awhile since people have mentioned those two...' Ryan said with an almost over exaggerated sigh.
'Ya'll know em?' Rogue said skeptically.
'Who doesn't... after that jewel heist that they pulled off with their partner in crime, that LeBeau guy, it's hard to miss em.' But Rogue had stopped listening after Ryan had mentioned 'LeBeau'.
'Remy LeBeau?' Rogue asked, her heart in her throat. For some reason she wasn't breathing right.
'That was his name... Remy LeBeau... met him one time myself. He was as cool as a cucumber... hitting on any girl and every girl with legs, and an ass. He even tried it with Stokes.' Ryan grimaced but continued before Rogue could not this, 'He certainly was a flirt but at the end of the night he always left with the same girl. Yep, they're an inseparable couple, Remy and Kerri. It's mutants like them that give us a bad name.'
Rogue's heart sank so fast, it might as well have been tied to a block of cement. Remy was with Kerri. So that was it. She had gotten what she wanted. Was this all her doing? Was it because of her Stokely didn't remember her? Was there anyone that she would be able to turn to that remembered her? A million questions arose in her mind at this news that she didn't even hear a knock at the door.
'Ryan?' Stokely poked her head in the door, this time she was smiling warmly, and for a fleeting moment, Rogue believed that it was her Stokely, the one who she'd always known. 'I had a hunch you'd be here, Cowboy. How's the patient today? Your name's Rogue, right?'
Fucking Shit.
'Yeah,' Rogue said trying to hide her heartache, 'an you're Stokely, right?' Rogue was trying to play along with everything. She didn't want any more trouble like the hour before.
'Has the emergency been cleared?' Ryan asked, but Rogue got the feeling he knew the answer. Stokes smiled.
'Everything's fine.' She said calmly, 'Sorry I was so jumpy before, Rogue. There was a breech in the center and I was afraid that it might be you that was... well...'
'It's over now.' Ryan said, cutting Stokes off. 'Dr. Grey has a few more patients. but she considers you very important and will be looking at you as soon as she can, Rogue.'
'Um... Ryan, your shift starts soon, you better get ready...' Stokely handed Ryan a lab coat and stood by Rogue's bed, 'don't worry I'll stay with her a while. until my shift comes...' Stokely's old smile flickered across her face once again and Rogue felt the whole room light up.
'Okay.' Ryan put on the coat and waved good-bye. Once he'd left the room, Stokes let out a heavy sigh and took a seat beside Rogue.
'He seems like a great guy...' Rogue hinted playfully, as if Stokely was still her friend.
'He is. He's wonderful in fact.' Stokes said in a dreamy voice.
'So... are ya'll an item yet?' Rogue grinned. Stokes let out a tiny laugh.
'No... I don't have the nerve to make a move and besides... he's got someone... this annoyingly perfect nurse named Jean... I guess that's just how life goes sometimes... but listen to me going on and on... how many hundred boys do you have chasing you?'
'Hah! Raght!' Rogue mock laughed. 'Thare was one guy... but he kind a... well he left...' Rogue paused a moment, 'So Ryan was just telling me about Kerri and Adam and Remy LeBeau...' Rogue picked up her glass of water and sipped it.
'Oh them...' Stokely seemed to have taken an uncomfortable offense in this topic. 'Yeah, I knew them... pretty well in fact.I'm not surprised you're interested in the story, it was all we could talk about after the first heist went down...'
'First heist? Ya'll don't mean thare was more?' Rogue said as if she were shocked... she wasn't really. Remy WAS a thief and he was a greedy one at that... and he was good. ..and he knew that he was good, great even. Nothing worse than a cocky, ambitious, talented thief to give mutants a bad name.
'Oh yeah. Six and counting... That LeBeau character has a way of getting what he wants.' Stokes was folding a rag over and over again... this is what she'd do when she was nervous.
'Maybe if you knew his story... maybe you'd judge him differently.'
'That guy is just a player who is always after a piece of ass, fame, or riches. That's all people like him want. I'd be surprised if a guy like him knew what love or kindness was!'
This comment made Rogue a little bit angry, and though she knew people in this dimension or alternate reality or whatever she was in were somewhat less informed than in her real ... reality... she wanted to tell Stokes off. But before she got the chance she felt a piercing pain explode from her head, and she suddenly dropped her glass of water, which shatter as it hit the floor.
'Rogue?' Stokely said, her voice wavering and full of concern. 'Rogue are you alright?'
Rogue could hear her in the distance but couldn't respond. She could see her hands. or what she thought were her hands. and blood was overflowing them... and she was in the backseat of a car... that was drifting slowly down into darkness...
'Rogue... ROGUE!'
Rogue's eyes snapped open. A blinding light stared back at her, and she squinted, looking all about her. She was in what looked like a hospital room, except even more sterile looking with its gray walls and steel door.
'She's awake! Oh Ryan she's okay!' Rogue looked to her left and there sat a shaken and sleep deprived looking Stokely. Ryan was pacing at the other end of the room and walked over to look at Rogue. Then a third voice spoke.
'She'll be fine. Hello Rogue. You gave Stokely quite a start.' It was Jean. She looked the same as always, in her medical uniform and scribbling down things on a clip board.
'Where...where am...' Rogue started to say.
'You're in the hospital wing. You had an acute seizure. You'd better just relax, and rest. Your heartbeat has become regular and you seem to be breathing fine now. I'm going to go get you something to help you to sleep. In the meantime take it easy. I'll be back in ten.' Jean smiled and then turned on her heel and left.
'Thanks Jean.' Ryan said kissing Jean lightly on the cheek. Rogue saw that Stokes was keeping her gaze firmly planted on Rogue's heart monitor. After Jean left the room, Ryan took a seat next to Stokes.
'So how are you feeling?' Ryan asked, looking a bit concerned.
'Ah need tah know...' Rogue said softly. 'Ah need tah know about. ..some people...'
'Settle down Rogue...what people?' Stokely said, only just above a whisper.
'Stokes, don't upset her, remember what Jean said...'
'No. please... what happened... tah...tah Scott...Scott Summers... an' Kurt Wagner... an Kitty Pryde... an Ororo Munroe... an'
'Slow down! I haven't heard some of these names in a while.. well Scott Summers . ..he's runs a school for mutants... the Xavier Intitute. ..and Kurt Wagner is somewhere in Germany... the poor guy... as far as we know he's in some underground base being experimented on and god knows what else... poor guy.. he was on TV... got dragged off by the marines in front of millions of people... quite a few mutants tried to fight for him.. lord help him now...' Ryan stopped and sipped some water.
'What about.. about Xavier? Ain't he runnin' the Institute?' Rogue was fearful for the answer. Stokely and Ryan exchanged looks.
'Rogue... Charles Xavier died three years ago along with Ororo Munroe...' Stokely said patting Rogue's hand. 'They were... were killed by unknown arsons... they never found the people who did the deed..'
Rogue's whole world as she knew it was falling apart.. Xavier was dead... Storm was dead. her brother Kurt was being talked about as if he were dead. lord knew where Kitty or Evan or any of the Brotherhood were. Rogue felt tears welling up in her eyes. Even Remy wasn't there to comfort her. He was with that god damned bitch Kerri. This was her fault. All her fucking fault. And she was gonna pay. Big Time.
*************************************************************** This gives me a lot more room to breathe! A lot more freedom! And I swear to you! That Rogue and Remy MIGHT still have a chance! But I mean come on! Doesn't that piss you off that he's with Kerri. and no one remembers Rogue. if she felt alone before she definitely feels alone now. so what's gonna happen? ;) ~*Stokes*~
A week or two passed and Rogue was becoming more and more acquainted with how things were in this alternate dimension. Jean had never met Scott because she never went to Xavier. She was instead now with Ryan, which to Rogue looked like such a painfully awkward relationship that it made no sense what so ever. Stokely was one of the nurses but made it a point to frequently look in on Rogue. Inevitably they became the best of friends. Rogue was now living in what was known as the Munroe Mutant Rehabilitation Hospital. It seems that Storm and Xavier had collaborated on this hospital before they're deaths. Rogue had a hard time believing they were dead. Rogue had found a mirror and had trouble recognizing herself. Her hair was a touch longer and had a natural flip to it. Her complexion was paler than ever, and she desperately wished she had some of her make up with her to draw the attention back to her green eyes. But she had to make do with Stokely's never ending supply of pink make up. Bubble Gum pink to fuchsia to rosy colors, every shade of pink imaginable! Though this was not Rogue's first choice of makeup, she'd have to make do...
'Hey Rogue, come here.' Ryan said as he was flipping channels in her room. She came away from the window and looked, mesmerized by the TV, by what she saw. There was a picture of Kerri, Adam, and Remy..
Today came another jewel heist, orchestrated by the three fugitives from New Orlenes, who are now believed to be hiding somewhere in Maine
'Holy shit they're back here are they?' Said one of the nurses who was resting a plate of food down on Rogue's bed side table.
They're here. Rogue smiled. She couldn't help it. They were here in Maine, where she was. She had to go to see him. And she knew just where he'd be.
'Ryan, ah need yar help!' Rogue grabbed Ryan's hand.
'Sure... what do you need?'
'A car and directions to the hottest club in town....'
ONE HOUR LATER *****************************************
'Thanks for the lift Ryan.' Rogue said as she climbed out of the red SUV. Rogue was dressed to kill, because if she was going to catch the thief, she had to use his weakness. She was wearing a white tanktop, with gashes across the side revealing red fabric, and she was wearing a black skirt, fishnets and a pair of boots that Stokes had lent her. Her hair was flipped out and she was wearing a pair of hoop earrings. Like I said before, she was dressed to kill and ready for some action. But before she'd gotten three feet from the car, she saw a shadow on the gravel road.
'I'm not leaving you here alone! You don't even know your way around here! And besides, I won't be standing near you. ...just come get me when you wanna leave.'
Though Rogue protested, she didn't have time to argue all night. So they went in and Rogue headed directly for the bar. She ordered up a drink and stirred it for awhile, waiting to see any sign of Remy or Kerri.
'You seem to be lookin' real hard der chere. Der someone round here dat you're waitin' fo?' Rogue smiled as she remembered that familiar playful tone. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, preparing herself, warning herself not to give into the urge to just jump on Remy and kiss him and touch him and love him like she had before.
'Well, Cajun, ah was waitin' for someone, but ah think ya'll might be more interesting to play with.' She put on her most playful, flirty tone and turned around. But she hadn't prepared herself well enough. He was to . ..to... handsome... so handsome that she felt like melting right there on the spot. But then.. something happened that made her feel so... so free.
'Rogue?' he said, almost stuttering. His face looked so shocked. Rogue felt like screaming thank you god, as she too felt a heat wash over her, and her throat tighten.
'Remy.. you.. you remembah me?' she said as if this was too good to be true.
'And toi. .you remember Remy?' he was growing ever closer. Rogue could feel his breath on her neck and almost started crying. He really remembered her.
'Oh LeBeau... ah was so scared... ah was so scared!' Rogue just let go all restraint right there and then. She collapsed in his arms and hugged him tightly. And he hugged her back, cradling her neck, kissing her neck and her face. Rogue could feel tears rolling down her eyes, and sobbed uncontrollably into Remy's leather jacket.
'There there chere... no body gonna hurt you now... Remy's here...' Remy cradled her and half carried her out of the club. He sat her down in his car, a broken down Chevy that looked like it had been driven by a crash test dummy.
'Where are you stayin' petite? We cant go back to Remy's, its not safe der..'
'The Munroe Hospital.' Rogue said wiping away her tears. Remy didn't move and there was a saddening silence in the air. 'Ah know... about Ororo and the Proffesah and Kurt... just take me home Cajun...'
Remy obediently turned the key in the ignition and drove down the highway, one hand on the wheel..the other around Rogue, as she rested her head on his chest.
They arrived about twenty minutes later, and Remy carried Rogue in the back entrance, as though the front would bring too much attention to him. He took Rogue to her room and laid her down on her bed. He was about to go when Rogue caught his coattail.
'No... don't leave me again Cajun... Mah heart can't take much more...' Rogue pleaded, and it was true. Her heart was beating a mile a minute. Remy sank back down into the chair beside the bed.
'Remy has to chere... Too many people here could recognize...'
'No... please, just stay a little longer...' Rogue begged almost ready to cry. Remy sighed and had a halfhearted smile on his face.
'My Rogue... chere's makin this awfully hard on Remy to leave...'
'Ah know... ah know you're on the run, kinda like old times.' Rogue was fliddling with her ring that he'd given to her. 'Let's run away...'
Remy stared at her, and she felt a sort of shock at how empty a look he was giving her.
'Chere... you know Remy cant go no where... least for now anyways... it too dangerous petite...' before he could finish his lecture, Rogue accidentally dropped her ring. It fell on the icy cold concrete floor with a sound like a tiny bell. Remy looked down and bent over, picked it up and looked at it closely.
'Sorry.' She said, as much apologizing to him for taking the ring off, 'Ah nevah usually take it off... ya just make me so nervous.' Rogue said as he handed her the ring.
'It's okay petite.' His eyes red... more red than usual actually... 'It is a most precious and beautiful treasure... like ma petite.' He still had a way with words. And perhaps it was Rogue's imagination, but he looked a little less clean cut than before, with a day growth on his chin, spiky hairs on his chin that tickled her. And his hair was a bit messier. Rogue actually found this all very attractive and couldn't help succumbing to his mischievous charms.
'Ah love it more than anything in the world.' Rogue said, a hint of love in her voice. Remy smiled awkwardly. 'If only Remy could afford to give chere something as precious as it...'
Rogue's brain suddenly screeched to a halt. What did he mean by that? He'd been the one to give her the ring... what was this all about? And then Rogue got a sneaking suspicion that she had better put on the breaks.
'Remy... Ah just remembered...mah friends come and check on me before bed every night... if they see you.. Well they'll know who ya are!' Rogue was trying to sound as concerned as she could. She didn't really want him to go. But she had too.
'Right chere. But no fear, Remy will return for his princess.' He kissed her hand and then her forehead, before getting out and leaving the room as inconspicuously as he could. Rogue felt a bit of her lose heart. What if he wasn't really her Remy? What would she do?
************************************************** HAHAHAHAHA! I think I'll stop there... yes that will be a fine place to stop! evil cackle until next time folks! ~*Stokes*~ PS. If you think Stokely and Ryan should end up together write a little note. I only put it in so that Rogue and Stokely would have something to talk about (you know, like most girls do) Love ya'll!
Around one hour after they left, Ryan came back to check on Rogue and take away her soup bowl.
'Do ya'll have a name, darlin?' she said sitting up and looking at Ryan honestly. He let out a small laugh. He set down the soup dish and sat down.
'I'm Ryan Rodriguez.' He said shortly, as he mopped up a small puddle of soup with a rag. Rogue sighed impatiently.
'And...'
'And...' Ryan repeated. Rogue shot him a look. He sighed. 'Well, I'm 18... and I've lived here in New Jersey for all my life...'
'An how long have ya'll known Stokes?' Rogue asked, lifting an eyebrow. Ryan suddenly went a bit quiet.
'For as long as I can remember... since we were little kids... She's always been a bit of a tomboy...'
'Tell me about it.' Rogue said with a small laugh. Ryan looked at her a bit funny.
'Do you really believe you know her?' he said slowly, frowning a bit. Rogue suddenly grimaced.
'Ah know Ah know her... it's just somethin happened. maybe she has amnesia. or maybe it was Kerri or Adam... Ah don't know what's happened anymore...'
'Kerri and Adam... man, it's been awhile since people have mentioned those two...' Ryan said with an almost over exaggerated sigh.
'Ya'll know em?' Rogue said skeptically.
'Who doesn't... after that jewel heist that they pulled off with their partner in crime, that LeBeau guy, it's hard to miss em.' But Rogue had stopped listening after Ryan had mentioned 'LeBeau'.
'Remy LeBeau?' Rogue asked, her heart in her throat. For some reason she wasn't breathing right.
'That was his name... Remy LeBeau... met him one time myself. He was as cool as a cucumber... hitting on any girl and every girl with legs, and an ass. He even tried it with Stokes.' Ryan grimaced but continued before Rogue could not this, 'He certainly was a flirt but at the end of the night he always left with the same girl. Yep, they're an inseparable couple, Remy and Kerri. It's mutants like them that give us a bad name.'
Rogue's heart sank so fast, it might as well have been tied to a block of cement. Remy was with Kerri. So that was it. She had gotten what she wanted. Was this all her doing? Was it because of her Stokely didn't remember her? Was there anyone that she would be able to turn to that remembered her? A million questions arose in her mind at this news that she didn't even hear a knock at the door.
'Ryan?' Stokely poked her head in the door, this time she was smiling warmly, and for a fleeting moment, Rogue believed that it was her Stokely, the one who she'd always known. 'I had a hunch you'd be here, Cowboy. How's the patient today? Your name's Rogue, right?'
Fucking Shit.
'Yeah,' Rogue said trying to hide her heartache, 'an you're Stokely, right?' Rogue was trying to play along with everything. She didn't want any more trouble like the hour before.
'Has the emergency been cleared?' Ryan asked, but Rogue got the feeling he knew the answer. Stokes smiled.
'Everything's fine.' She said calmly, 'Sorry I was so jumpy before, Rogue. There was a breech in the center and I was afraid that it might be you that was... well...'
'It's over now.' Ryan said, cutting Stokes off. 'Dr. Grey has a few more patients. but she considers you very important and will be looking at you as soon as she can, Rogue.'
'Um... Ryan, your shift starts soon, you better get ready...' Stokely handed Ryan a lab coat and stood by Rogue's bed, 'don't worry I'll stay with her a while. until my shift comes...' Stokely's old smile flickered across her face once again and Rogue felt the whole room light up.
'Okay.' Ryan put on the coat and waved good-bye. Once he'd left the room, Stokes let out a heavy sigh and took a seat beside Rogue.
'He seems like a great guy...' Rogue hinted playfully, as if Stokely was still her friend.
'He is. He's wonderful in fact.' Stokes said in a dreamy voice.
'So... are ya'll an item yet?' Rogue grinned. Stokes let out a tiny laugh.
'No... I don't have the nerve to make a move and besides... he's got someone... this annoyingly perfect nurse named Jean... I guess that's just how life goes sometimes... but listen to me going on and on... how many hundred boys do you have chasing you?'
'Hah! Raght!' Rogue mock laughed. 'Thare was one guy... but he kind a... well he left...' Rogue paused a moment, 'So Ryan was just telling me about Kerri and Adam and Remy LeBeau...' Rogue picked up her glass of water and sipped it.
'Oh them...' Stokely seemed to have taken an uncomfortable offense in this topic. 'Yeah, I knew them... pretty well in fact.I'm not surprised you're interested in the story, it was all we could talk about after the first heist went down...'
'First heist? Ya'll don't mean thare was more?' Rogue said as if she were shocked... she wasn't really. Remy WAS a thief and he was a greedy one at that... and he was good. ..and he knew that he was good, great even. Nothing worse than a cocky, ambitious, talented thief to give mutants a bad name.
'Oh yeah. Six and counting... That LeBeau character has a way of getting what he wants.' Stokes was folding a rag over and over again... this is what she'd do when she was nervous.
'Maybe if you knew his story... maybe you'd judge him differently.'
'That guy is just a player who is always after a piece of ass, fame, or riches. That's all people like him want. I'd be surprised if a guy like him knew what love or kindness was!'
This comment made Rogue a little bit angry, and though she knew people in this dimension or alternate reality or whatever she was in were somewhat less informed than in her real ... reality... she wanted to tell Stokes off. But before she got the chance she felt a piercing pain explode from her head, and she suddenly dropped her glass of water, which shatter as it hit the floor.
'Rogue?' Stokely said, her voice wavering and full of concern. 'Rogue are you alright?'
Rogue could hear her in the distance but couldn't respond. She could see her hands. or what she thought were her hands. and blood was overflowing them... and she was in the backseat of a car... that was drifting slowly down into darkness...
'Rogue... ROGUE!'
Rogue's eyes snapped open. A blinding light stared back at her, and she squinted, looking all about her. She was in what looked like a hospital room, except even more sterile looking with its gray walls and steel door.
'She's awake! Oh Ryan she's okay!' Rogue looked to her left and there sat a shaken and sleep deprived looking Stokely. Ryan was pacing at the other end of the room and walked over to look at Rogue. Then a third voice spoke.
'She'll be fine. Hello Rogue. You gave Stokely quite a start.' It was Jean. She looked the same as always, in her medical uniform and scribbling down things on a clip board.
'Where...where am...' Rogue started to say.
'You're in the hospital wing. You had an acute seizure. You'd better just relax, and rest. Your heartbeat has become regular and you seem to be breathing fine now. I'm going to go get you something to help you to sleep. In the meantime take it easy. I'll be back in ten.' Jean smiled and then turned on her heel and left.
'Thanks Jean.' Ryan said kissing Jean lightly on the cheek. Rogue saw that Stokes was keeping her gaze firmly planted on Rogue's heart monitor. After Jean left the room, Ryan took a seat next to Stokes.
'So how are you feeling?' Ryan asked, looking a bit concerned.
'Ah need tah know...' Rogue said softly. 'Ah need tah know about. ..some people...'
'Settle down Rogue...what people?' Stokely said, only just above a whisper.
'Stokes, don't upset her, remember what Jean said...'
'No. please... what happened... tah...tah Scott...Scott Summers... an' Kurt Wagner... an Kitty Pryde... an Ororo Munroe... an'
'Slow down! I haven't heard some of these names in a while.. well Scott Summers . ..he's runs a school for mutants... the Xavier Intitute. ..and Kurt Wagner is somewhere in Germany... the poor guy... as far as we know he's in some underground base being experimented on and god knows what else... poor guy.. he was on TV... got dragged off by the marines in front of millions of people... quite a few mutants tried to fight for him.. lord help him now...' Ryan stopped and sipped some water.
'What about.. about Xavier? Ain't he runnin' the Institute?' Rogue was fearful for the answer. Stokely and Ryan exchanged looks.
'Rogue... Charles Xavier died three years ago along with Ororo Munroe...' Stokely said patting Rogue's hand. 'They were... were killed by unknown arsons... they never found the people who did the deed..'
Rogue's whole world as she knew it was falling apart.. Xavier was dead... Storm was dead. her brother Kurt was being talked about as if he were dead. lord knew where Kitty or Evan or any of the Brotherhood were. Rogue felt tears welling up in her eyes. Even Remy wasn't there to comfort her. He was with that god damned bitch Kerri. This was her fault. All her fucking fault. And she was gonna pay. Big Time.
*************************************************************** This gives me a lot more room to breathe! A lot more freedom! And I swear to you! That Rogue and Remy MIGHT still have a chance! But I mean come on! Doesn't that piss you off that he's with Kerri. and no one remembers Rogue. if she felt alone before she definitely feels alone now. so what's gonna happen? ;) ~*Stokes*~
A week or two passed and Rogue was becoming more and more acquainted with how things were in this alternate dimension. Jean had never met Scott because she never went to Xavier. She was instead now with Ryan, which to Rogue looked like such a painfully awkward relationship that it made no sense what so ever. Stokely was one of the nurses but made it a point to frequently look in on Rogue. Inevitably they became the best of friends. Rogue was now living in what was known as the Munroe Mutant Rehabilitation Hospital. It seems that Storm and Xavier had collaborated on this hospital before they're deaths. Rogue had a hard time believing they were dead. Rogue had found a mirror and had trouble recognizing herself. Her hair was a touch longer and had a natural flip to it. Her complexion was paler than ever, and she desperately wished she had some of her make up with her to draw the attention back to her green eyes. But she had to make do with Stokely's never ending supply of pink make up. Bubble Gum pink to fuchsia to rosy colors, every shade of pink imaginable! Though this was not Rogue's first choice of makeup, she'd have to make do...
'Hey Rogue, come here.' Ryan said as he was flipping channels in her room. She came away from the window and looked, mesmerized by the TV, by what she saw. There was a picture of Kerri, Adam, and Remy..
Today came another jewel heist, orchestrated by the three fugitives from New Orlenes, who are now believed to be hiding somewhere in Maine
'Holy shit they're back here are they?' Said one of the nurses who was resting a plate of food down on Rogue's bed side table.
They're here. Rogue smiled. She couldn't help it. They were here in Maine, where she was. She had to go to see him. And she knew just where he'd be.
'Ryan, ah need yar help!' Rogue grabbed Ryan's hand.
'Sure... what do you need?'
'A car and directions to the hottest club in town....'
ONE HOUR LATER *****************************************
'Thanks for the lift Ryan.' Rogue said as she climbed out of the red SUV. Rogue was dressed to kill, because if she was going to catch the thief, she had to use his weakness. She was wearing a white tanktop, with gashes across the side revealing red fabric, and she was wearing a black skirt, fishnets and a pair of boots that Stokes had lent her. Her hair was flipped out and she was wearing a pair of hoop earrings. Like I said before, she was dressed to kill and ready for some action. But before she'd gotten three feet from the car, she saw a shadow on the gravel road.
'I'm not leaving you here alone! You don't even know your way around here! And besides, I won't be standing near you. ...just come get me when you wanna leave.'
Though Rogue protested, she didn't have time to argue all night. So they went in and Rogue headed directly for the bar. She ordered up a drink and stirred it for awhile, waiting to see any sign of Remy or Kerri.
'You seem to be lookin' real hard der chere. Der someone round here dat you're waitin' fo?' Rogue smiled as she remembered that familiar playful tone. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, preparing herself, warning herself not to give into the urge to just jump on Remy and kiss him and touch him and love him like she had before.
'Well, Cajun, ah was waitin' for someone, but ah think ya'll might be more interesting to play with.' She put on her most playful, flirty tone and turned around. But she hadn't prepared herself well enough. He was to . ..to... handsome... so handsome that she felt like melting right there on the spot. But then.. something happened that made her feel so... so free.
'Rogue?' he said, almost stuttering. His face looked so shocked. Rogue felt like screaming thank you god, as she too felt a heat wash over her, and her throat tighten.
'Remy.. you.. you remembah me?' she said as if this was too good to be true.
'And toi. .you remember Remy?' he was growing ever closer. Rogue could feel his breath on her neck and almost started crying. He really remembered her.
'Oh LeBeau... ah was so scared... ah was so scared!' Rogue just let go all restraint right there and then. She collapsed in his arms and hugged him tightly. And he hugged her back, cradling her neck, kissing her neck and her face. Rogue could feel tears rolling down her eyes, and sobbed uncontrollably into Remy's leather jacket.
'There there chere... no body gonna hurt you now... Remy's here...' Remy cradled her and half carried her out of the club. He sat her down in his car, a broken down Chevy that looked like it had been driven by a crash test dummy.
'Where are you stayin' petite? We cant go back to Remy's, its not safe der..'
'The Munroe Hospital.' Rogue said wiping away her tears. Remy didn't move and there was a saddening silence in the air. 'Ah know... about Ororo and the Proffesah and Kurt... just take me home Cajun...'
Remy obediently turned the key in the ignition and drove down the highway, one hand on the wheel..the other around Rogue, as she rested her head on his chest.
They arrived about twenty minutes later, and Remy carried Rogue in the back entrance, as though the front would bring too much attention to him. He took Rogue to her room and laid her down on her bed. He was about to go when Rogue caught his coattail.
'No... don't leave me again Cajun... Mah heart can't take much more...' Rogue pleaded, and it was true. Her heart was beating a mile a minute. Remy sank back down into the chair beside the bed.
'Remy has to chere... Too many people here could recognize...'
'No... please, just stay a little longer...' Rogue begged almost ready to cry. Remy sighed and had a halfhearted smile on his face.
'My Rogue... chere's makin this awfully hard on Remy to leave...'
'Ah know... ah know you're on the run, kinda like old times.' Rogue was fliddling with her ring that he'd given to her. 'Let's run away...'
Remy stared at her, and she felt a sort of shock at how empty a look he was giving her.
'Chere... you know Remy cant go no where... least for now anyways... it too dangerous petite...' before he could finish his lecture, Rogue accidentally dropped her ring. It fell on the icy cold concrete floor with a sound like a tiny bell. Remy looked down and bent over, picked it up and looked at it closely.
'Sorry.' She said, as much apologizing to him for taking the ring off, 'Ah nevah usually take it off... ya just make me so nervous.' Rogue said as he handed her the ring.
'It's okay petite.' His eyes red... more red than usual actually... 'It is a most precious and beautiful treasure... like ma petite.' He still had a way with words. And perhaps it was Rogue's imagination, but he looked a little less clean cut than before, with a day growth on his chin, spiky hairs on his chin that tickled her. And his hair was a bit messier. Rogue actually found this all very attractive and couldn't help succumbing to his mischievous charms.
'Ah love it more than anything in the world.' Rogue said, a hint of love in her voice. Remy smiled awkwardly. 'If only Remy could afford to give chere something as precious as it...'
Rogue's brain suddenly screeched to a halt. What did he mean by that? He'd been the one to give her the ring... what was this all about? And then Rogue got a sneaking suspicion that she had better put on the breaks.
'Remy... Ah just remembered...mah friends come and check on me before bed every night... if they see you.. Well they'll know who ya are!' Rogue was trying to sound as concerned as she could. She didn't really want him to go. But she had too.
'Right chere. But no fear, Remy will return for his princess.' He kissed her hand and then her forehead, before getting out and leaving the room as inconspicuously as he could. Rogue felt a bit of her lose heart. What if he wasn't really her Remy? What would she do?
************************************************** HAHAHAHAHA! I think I'll stop there... yes that will be a fine place to stop! evil cackle until next time folks! ~*Stokes*~ PS. If you think Stokely and Ryan should end up together write a little note. I only put it in so that Rogue and Stokely would have something to talk about (you know, like most girls do) Love ya'll!