Song lyrics in bold.
Flashbacks in italics.
After about 30 minutes of staring out the window, Rogue still found herself unable to fall asleep. She put on a large cotton night robe and took a walk around the mansion. She couldn't believe how many years she's lived with the X-Men. Over the years, she had been faced with so much pain as well as happiness. She silently smiled at the thought of all the X-Men: her teammates, her friends, her family. Despite all the sorrow, she knew that with the X-Men, she always had a home.
Once she brought her attention to her surroundings, Rogue realized that she was in the kitchen. She decided that perhaps some warm milk would help her fall asleep. After warming herself a cup, she made her way over to a stool by the counter. As she sat down to have her drink, her thoughts drifted back to the man she loved. Gambit. Remy Lebeau. Not too long ago, she and Remy had another one of their "heart-felt" talks at this very counter.
All of the nights you came to me,
when some silly girl had set you free.
You wondered how you'd make it through,
I wondered what was wrong with you.
**13 months prior**
Rogue sat in the kitchen enjoying a bowl of Cookies and Cream ice cream. It was one of those simple pleasures in life that she figured she could never give up. The ice cream was just getting to the consistency that would require her to pick up her bowl and slurp down what was left. As she picked up her bowl, a figure spoke up from the shadows.
"Dat looks awful good."
Rogue stopped eating her treat and swiveled around on the stool. "Care for some ice cream swamp rat?"
"Who said I was talkin' 'bout de ice cream?" Remy grinned.
"Now, now sugah. What would Melanie say if she heard ya talkin' like that to another woman. An ex-girlfriend at that!"
"Dunno chere. If y' see her, why don' y' ask her f' me?"
That last statement certainly got Rogue's attention. "Why? Did she go on one o' her business trips again?" She tried to ask non-chalantly.
Remy stepped out of the shadows and walked towards the refrigerator, taking a out a beer. He stood facing the fridge a moment before taking a deep sigh and turning around to face her. "She's gone, chere. Mel, she left f' good." His eyes glistened a bit, leading her to believe that he had been crying.
"Oh Remy, Ah'm so sorry. Do ya wanna talk about it?" Narrowing her eyebrows with concern. Remy walked over to the empty stool by Rogue and took a seat.
"Well, dere's not too much t' say Roguie. She tol' me dat she wasn't ready t' get married cause o' her new job and shit. But y' know me chere. Remy'll be fine.", flashing one of his trademark grins toward her.
After so many years, Rogue knew not to push him when he didn't feel like talking. But she still felt like she needed to do something, anything. She looked over at Remy, with his hands buried in his hands. He rarely looked so fragile. This was not an image she was used to, nor did she want to get used to. Remy had his fair share of heartache. She knew that full well, with her being the cause of much of it. She knew that there really wasn't anything that she could say to make this any easier for him.
Rogue stood from her seat and took a step closer to where Remy was sitting. At first she only placed a hand on his shoulder. She gently rubbed his back, whispering that it would be okay. She reminded him that he was the great Remy Lebeau and women would be knocking at his door within a few days. This caused Remy to give a little laugh.
"See, Ah knew the ol' scoundrel was in there somewhere." Out of nowhere, she leaned in and held him in her arms. She gave the top of his head a gentle kiss and reminded him that everything would be okay. They stayed that way for a another ten minutes, with Remy feeling the warmth of her embrace, before going their separate ways back to their rooms.
Rogue lay in her bed that night thinking about the way Remy felt in her arms. Holding one of her pillows tight, she closed her eyes and had a wonderful night sleep.
Rogue finished up her cup of milk and head back to the upper levels. She just couldn't get Remy out of her mind. She blushed, feeling like a school girl finding who found love for the very first time. After getting herself together, she decided to stop by Remy's room before going back to her own.
'Cause how could you give your love to someone else
and share your dreams with me.
Sometimes the very things you're looking for,
Is the one thing you can't see.
**1 year prior**
It had been an entire month since Melanie had left. Remy had returned to his old flirting ways, charming any woman that was around. It was all in jest of course, except when the target of his affections was Rogue. The two had gotten back into their old routine of flirting, and although they were not officially a couple, they were inseparable.
The two teammates were sitting in the rec room watching some television. They were once again watching Serendipity on HBO. Almost at the same moment, they looked at each other, remembering the night all those years ago when Remy proposed to Rogue. They gave each other a small smile and returned their attention to the movie.
"Ah haven't seen this movie in years." Rogue said, breaking the silence.
"Me neither chere. In fact, the last time I saw it was wit' you."
"Is that so?" Rogue put a confused look on her face. "Hmm.. Ah don't remember evah watchin' it with you." She replied jokingly.
"No? Well, maybe it was someone else." he grinned back.
Rogue slapped him across the chest for the last comment. She crossed her arms and put on a play pout.
"Well, okay. Maybe it was you chere. As I recall it was pretty dark in de room." Remy placed an arm around Rogue and began to lean in closer. "Dere was another t'ing I remember 'bout dat night." Rogue turned toward him so that their faces were inches away from each other.
"Do you? What was that?" Rogue asked, thinking back to the night they spent together. Their faces getting ever closer together.
"I 'member askin' you a question. I t'ink it was a pretty important question."
"Care t' ask me again?" Their lips were an inch apart now.
"Rogue, Faith, chere...." Remy stroked her face with his left hand. "Remy wants t' know if y'...."
"Ahem..." The two were startled by the presence of another person in the room. They turned toward the entrance and saw Orroro standing, looking quite embarrassed. "I'm sorry to interrupt you two, but Remy there's a phone call for you."
"Umm.. do y' think y' can take a message Stormy? Me and Rogue were kinda in de middle o' somethin'."
"Remy, it is Melanie. It sounds pretty urgent."
Melanie. Rogue watched for Remy's reaction at the sound of her name. She wondered why she would be calling. Why now? She and Remy were just getting so close... Unfortunately, she was unable to read any sort of reaction from him, either positive or negative.
"Go ahead Remy," said Rogue. "We can finish our talk later." She gave him a small smile, trying to hide her disappointment.
"Are y' sure y' don' mind?" Rogue nodded approvingly. "'Kay, but I promise we'll finish dis later." Remy gently stroked her cheek as he stood from the sofa and followed Storm out of the room.
Rogue sat alone on the sofa, holding her own hand up to where Remy had touched her face. She closed her eyes and began to sob, fearing that she had lost her chance with Remy yet again.
But now we're standing face to face
Isn't this world a crazy place.
Just when I thought our chance had passed
you go and save the best for last.
Rogue sat in her room for the rest of the afternoon, thinking about the morning she spent with Remy. She hadn't seen him since he took the phone call phone Melanie. It killed her inside, not knowing what she had called about. Had she called to try to get Remy back? This question burned a hole in her mind as well as her heart. Why hadn't Remy come and told her about it yet? She darted up off her bed and started to walk over to her door. She decided that if Remy wasn't going to volunteer the information, she would find him and find out for herself. As she made her way to the door, she noticed an envelope being tucked through the opening under her door. Rogue picked it up and noticed that her name was written on it; it was in Remy's hand-writing. She opened the enveloped and pulled out the note that was inside. It read:
**Rogue,
Come to the boathouse tonight at 8 o'clock. Please, it's important.
'Til then,
Remy
**
The note was short and straight to the point. She figured that she could wait for an explanation until later. Her imagination began to take off. Was he going to continue the conversation they were having in the rec room or did he want to tell her that he was going to get back together with Melanie? She began to drive herself crazy with all the different scenarios running through her head.
She looked at the clock and saw that it was already 6:45. She decided to get a quick shower and quickly got dressed to meet Remy at the boathouse. It was already dark by the time she made it there and she noticed that all the lights in the house were turned off. She looked at her watch and saw that it was 8:05. Rogue looked around and wondered where Remy was. She decided to go into the house and wait for Remy in there. As she opened the door, she saw a single candle sitting on the coffee table. The closer she got to it, she also noticed another letter sitting by the candle. It was from Remy. She picked it up and began to read it.
**Rogue,
I know that your mind must be going in a thousand directions right now. As you know, Melanie called earlier today, and if I know you, you've been wondering why she called.
Well to be honest with you, because after all these years, I know that you deserve nothing less than that, she called and wanted to get back together. She called and told me that she was sorry for ever leaving. She told me that she was selfish for ever leaving and that she never stopped loving me. Finally, she told me that if I were to take her back, I should meet her tonight at her hotel.
**
Rogue put down the letter, she couldn't bring herself to read anymore. She looked around and noticed that she was alone in the room. She took this to mean that Remy had in fact gone to meet Melanie at her hotel, and this was Remy's way of letting her know.
She sat down on the sofa and put her face in her hands, holding back the tears. He was gone again. She had lost him, before she ever got to tell him how she felt.
"Someone once asked me if fate could ever bring two people back t'gether again after so many years. I told her dat if two people were meant t' be t'gether, den dey would find a way."
Rogue looked up, not yet turning around to face her visitor. "Well, do ya still believe in fate?"
"I never stopped believin'. Same way I never stopped lovin' you chere." Rogue turned around, smiling at the sight of Remy standing in front of her. He slowly got down on one knee and pulled out a very familiar black velvet box. As he opened it, the box revealed the very same ring that Remy had bought for her all those years ago. "Been waitin' a long time t' ask you a question chere."
"Is that right?" Rogue replied. "Well, Ah'd hate ta keep ya waitin' any longer."
"Chere," Remy took one of Rogue's hands into his, "will y' do me de honor and be m' wife. Will y' spend de rest o' y' life wit me and make me de happiest man dat ever lived?"
Rogue pulled him up, so that she could look into his passionate eyes. She cupped her hand around his face and gave him a soft smile. "Remy, it would be mah honor ta be your wife. Ah can't of anythin' better than spending the rest o' mah life with you. Ah love you, Remy."
"I love you too ma coeur."
Remy took the ring out of the box and placed it on her finger. As soon as
he did that, he took her into his arms and the two shared a long passionate
kiss.
Sometimes the snow comes down in June
Sometimes the sun goes round the moon.
Rogue quietly knocked at Remy's bedroom door. It was almost 2 in the morning and she didn't want to wake anyone up. She heard some stumbling coming from the other side of the door. Soon after, Remy opened the door, rubbing his eyes. "Chere, what y' doin' up?" He opened the door more, letting her in. "Anythin' wrong?" Leading her over to his bed.
The two climbed into his bed, and Remy wrapped his arms around Rogue. "Ah just can't sleep Remy. Ah've been up all night."
"Now y' wouldn't be havin' second thoughts 'bout de weddin'? Cause I'd have t' say, dere'll be a lot o' pissed off guests tomorrow. An' you do now dat it's bad luck f' me t' see you de night before de weddin right?"
Rogue gave a quiet laugh. "After all that we've been through, Ah dare luck ta try and ruin mah weddin' day. And o'course Ah'm not havin' second thoughts sugah. Ah'm just so excited. Ah can't believe that after all this time, we're finally gettin' married tomorrow!"
"I know chere," Remy was obviously tired, as he was already falling asleep. Planning the wedding had taken a lot out of him the past few days. "Remy's excited too."
Rogue looked up and saw that he was already asleep. She quietly sneaked out of his bed and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "Sweet dreams sugah. Ah love you."
Rogue made her way back to her room and crawled into her own bed. She knew that she'd have to get to sleep soon. After all, she had a very long day ahead. As she closed her eyes, she thought to herself that this time tomorrow, she would finally be Mrs. Remy Lebeau.
Rogue quietly fell asleep as the moonlight
gleamed into her room shining directly on her face, almost as if the heavens
were giving their blessings.
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last.
You went and saved the best for last...yea.
Now you will feel no rain,
for each of you will be shelter for the other.
Now you will feel no cold,
for each of you will be warmth to the other.
Now there will be no loneliness,
for each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two persons,
but there is only one life before you.
May beauty surround you both in the
journey ahead and through all the years.
May happiness be your companion and your days
together be good and long upon the earth.
The End.
YAY! I finished it and it was HAPPY!! See I told you all it would be!
Please let me know what you think, READ AND REVIEW.
*The poem at the end is an Apache Wedding Blessing. I did not write it!
