Disclaimer: All characters are property of Marvel. Author's Note: Gat Dammit, somebody review my story 'A Picture's Worth a Loving Memory' and I demand you to have a nice day.

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Back Again

I like it here, safe here. I don' tell her she make me feel safe.

I should probably hold her, but I don' want to wake her. Dieux, she's beautiful. I don' tell her dat enough.

I can't sleep but I'm tired. It's usually easy to sleep with her. Easy to be wid her.

Her shoulders shake a lil' and I pull da covers up aroun her.

I have her in da back o' my head. I feel dis feelin' work it's way to my heart and I can't sleep. I lose sleep over her.

I know, she knows, I think she da most importan' person in da worl to me. I know dat for sure.

I want her sometimes, not all da time but mo' then enough ta make me feel guilty.

I wish it waz jus da two o' us again. She remembers how much fun we had. Honor amongst thieves.

She rolls over and reaches for me but I am just out of reach. I sit straight up from my position at the corner of the bed. Her hand is inches away from my knee. I am still for a second or two, until I'm sure she is sleeping soundlessly again.

I think I need her, I don' care to imagine life without her. She used ta be da only reason why I stuck around dees walls.

I love her, I tell her dat but never seriously. Never how I really wanna say it. She deserve ta know how I feel.

I will probably never tell her. What we have means so much to me.

I won't lose dat. I won't tell her.

"Remy?" She says to me groggily brushing the hair from her face. She's so beautiful. "What are you doing, come here. Are you okay?" Her eyes lock on mine in da darkness. Genuine concern on he face. She knows me.

"I got somethin' ta confess to ya, Stormy."