Chapter 36: Some More Therapy
Remy sighed as he sat down with Professor Charles Xavier once again. He really didn't like these therapy sessions, but if he ever wanted to get out of this place again... "Well, Prafessah, Remy had somet'in on his mind since de Pahty..."
Xavier nodded. "Please, Remy, continue."
The Cajun shrugged and looked at his hands. "Well, Remy worried 'bout Rogue... He t'ink maybe she got some problems wit'.. Well, yo' know... He jus don' know wha' ta do 'bout it." He looked up at the Professor for a moment before he pulled out his cards to shuffle them like he did every session.
"So you're feeling... inadequate when it comes to fulfilling what you think are Rogue's needs?" Charles arched a brow.
Remy nodded slowly as he thought about it. "Yea... Dat pretty much right... He jus' don' know how ta make her feel bettah..."
He sighed. The session slowly drifted away from their relationship because of Remy just wanting to get away from the subject. He recounted some events when he stopped, as they were coming to the point in his life where he became engaged to Belladonna. After a slight hesitation he continued, and described their relationship.
Xavier had some insight, wondering if Remy were perhaps using his relationship with Belladonna as a measurement for his relationship with Rogue. Of course, it wasn't, Remy's problems were based elsewhere. In the end a few ghosts had been chased from Remy's closet, though he still didn't talk about killing Belladonna's brother... that would wait for another time.
Rogue spent her next few sessions talking about mundane things; her childhood, her studies and interests, and her opinions on life in general. By this time she'd been hesitant to talk about her situation with Carol.. She became convinced that nothing she could talk about with the Professor would make the dreams go away, and there were things she was sure he'd tell her about Carol that she didn't want to know.
Today, though, still trying to steer clear of Carol and Trask, Magneto, the FoH and other various people that seemed to have it in for her, Rogue decided to talk about something nearly as troubling.
"Ah.. Ah've been thinkin' about how Remy must about everythin'."
"Everything?"
"Well, everythin' that's been happenin', and.. you know." He nodded, so she continued. "He keeps sayin' he doesn't mind, but.. Ah can't stand the thought of him havin' ta miss out on somethin' like that, just 'cause he's stuck ta me."
"And do you mind?"
"Sometimes it's hard, but Ah think Ah could be all right about it. Mostly Ah regret that he can't. Ah don't want him ta put himself through what Ah have."
Xavier mused for a few moments, thinking that it would have been simpler for them to talk about it themselves, and avoid the middle man. They had the same types of worries, after all.
"I think Remy has considered his choices very carefully, and has chosen what he wants the most. And he is with you."
Rogue sighed, and decided to take the conversation in a different direction. She didn't dare ask about the possibility that one day she'd be able to control her powers - they'd been over that many times before, even before they were made to attend therapy. Remy was just another reason for her to want it, but the uncertain answers remained the same. But since Carol, Rogue feared that the Professor would tell her it had become an impossibility. If that were true, she wasn't sure how she'd be able to cope with their relationship.
