A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed originally. I think I know what is
wrong-I gave websites and thus FFN cut them out. So, the websites aren't
included anymore but if you would like to see the dresses, say so in your
review and I will send you the websites. Thanks again and please review.
On with the story.
Rogue woke up Friday morning with a smile on her face. Her dreams had been peaceful, which was a rare occurrence for her. Instead of reliving memories that were not even her's, she had dreamt of Remy. Especially the words he had first said to her only a few nights ago.
She got up and brushed her hair, taking more time than usual. Tonight she would meet Remy's family. She hoped that they would like her. So many thoughts were running through her head. What if they hated her? What if they thought Remy was too good for her? What if. Rogue shook her head. Remy knew his family better than she did and he had already told her that they would adore her.
Glancing at the clock, she saw it was almost noon. Rogue smirked. She had been up late last night. She and Remy had been talking on her cell phone. Remy had bought her the phone months ago so that they could communicate without worrying about if someone was listening on another phone. Of course, Rogue had to sit on the balcony to avoid Kitty's questions, but it didn't bother her.
Rogue and Remy had been discussing what dress she would wear. Remy was supposed to drop it by today. Rogue was glad Logan would be heading a danger room session with the New Recruits from two to three and the Professor would be out at an art gallery with Beast until four. Rogue knew they were the only two who could pick up on Gambit's presence.
Slipping on her jeans with rips on the knees, black tank, purple sweater, and black gloves, Rogue headed downstairs. She saw Logan, Scott, Kitty, and Jean sitting at the table, eating lunch. Rogue joined them. Kitty eyed her as she grabbed a donut and orange juice.
"So, Rogue, who were you like talking to all last night on your cell phone?"
The others looked up at her, waiting for her to answer. Rogue continued to eat her donut and replied when she was done.
"Ah don' thank that's any o' your business."
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Well, I know it's a guy. And that you're like seeing him tonight."
Rogue glared at Kitty. "So what if Ah am?"
Kitty smiled. "I knew it!"
Logan looked quizzically at Rogue. "Is he the one I smelt on you the other night, Stripes?"
Rogue nodded, knowing it would be pointless to lie. "I thought I'd smelt him before, but couldn't place it. Must have been on you, eh?"
Rogue smirked; glad he hadn't realized it had been in battle. "Must have."
Jean leaned forward. "So, who is he Rogue?"
Rogue raised an eyebrow at her. "No one ya know."
Scot smiled. "Oh come on, tell us."
Rogue smirked again and downed her juice. "You'll know by tonaight. He's taking me to Jacques' tonight to meet his family."
Jean and Kitty's mouths dropped open, Scott looked shocked, and Logan looked protective. He was the first to speak.
"It's that serious, Stripes?"
"Ah guess so."
"And why haven't I met him?" Logan raised an eyebrow. Rogue nearly laughed at how much like a father he looked.
"Ah don' know. We lahked the privacy Ah guess. But don' worry. You'll meet him tonaight. Just y'all have ta promise mah somethin'."
Scott and Logan nodded, as did Kitty and Jean. "That ya won' hurt him, especially before our dinna."
Logan looked skeptical. "And why would we?"
"Just promise."
The four nodded and Rogue smiled. She got up and left for her room. A few hours later, it was two-thirty and Remy LeBeau used his bo staff to vault himself onto Rogue's balcony. Rogue turned around and smiled. He held two boxes in his hand. One was a shoebox and the other a clothes box.
He set them on her bed. Rogue moved to open them, but Remy took her by her waist and pulled her away.
"Non, petite. Yo' gotta wait till Remy be gon'. Remy wan' it ta be a surprise."
Rogue rolled her eyes, but complied. "Whateva ya say, Cajun."
Remy tightened his grip on her and kissed her head lightly. "Remy got ta go, chere. Da boss man got a job fo' Remy."
Rogue nodded. She had gotten used to the fact that Remy was working for Magneto. She had even fought him in battle before. It had happened a month after they became friends. It was difficult to fight against each other and the two had met the same night. Remy had refused to let go of Rogue until she had to return home. But nothing changed between them.
The two heard steps coming their way. Rogue put her gloved hand over Remy's mouth and kissed it. Remy smiled at her. He kissed her head once again and headed to the balcony.
"Remy be pickin' ya up 'round six, okay petite?"
Rogue nodded and Remy jumped off the balcony. Kitty entered the room a second later and eyed the boxes on Rogue's bed suspiciously.
"Where'd those, like, come from?"
"Mah closet. Ah had 'em hidden in there."
"Oh."
Kitty grabbed her computer and headed out. Rogue sighed and opened the boxes on her bed. She gasped when she saw the contents. The dress and shoes were gorgeous. The dress was a cocktail dress. It was black and off the shoulder. It had a triangle opening in the front and back and looked as if it would mold to every curve. There was a spectacular crystal brooch under the front triangle that had draping strands.
The shoes were just as nice. It had a jet-black rhinestone ankle strap and was a suede sandal. It also had a three-inch heel. Rogue smiled. She had to admit Remy had taste. Remy had even been thoughtful enough to add a pair of elbow length, black gloves.
Rogue knew that, although Scott and Logan had promised to behave, they might change their mind when they saw her date. Rogue left her room and went in search of Jean. When she found her, she was sitting in the living room, watching TV with Kurt and Scott.
"Jean, can Ah talk ta ya for a minute?"
Jean looked at Rogue in surprise. It was the first time Rogue had actually requested to speak to Jean.
"Sure Rogue."
Jean stood up and followed Rogue to the opposite side of the room. Scott and Kurt were eyeing them suspiciously, but said nothing.
"Jean, Ah know Scott and Logan promised to not harm mah date, but Ah thank once they see him, they maight change their minds. Could ya do mah a favor and stop 'em should they decide to?"
Jean smiled. "Sure as long as you tell me who he is."
Rogue smirked. "If Ah did that, I'd have ta kill ya."
Rogue wiggled her gloved fingers in front of Jean for added emphasis. Jean laughed, but quickly stopped when she saw that Rogue was being serious.
"Um. sure Rogue. I'll, I'll help you."
"Thanks Jean."
Almost three hours later, Rogue was putting the finishing touches on her outfit. The dress fit nicely on her and the shoes were exactly her size. Rogue didn't even want to know how Remy had known exactly the sizes to get her without even asking.
Rogue was pulling her hair back into a low ponytail. She used gel, for once, and bobby pins to keep the white back. Though her hair was short, she managed to pull it up into a small, black clip. All in all, it looked fine. At least, it was as good as her hair got.
Rogue slipped on her black gloves and shoes just as the doorbell rang. She knew it had to be Remy when she heard Logan yell.
"WHAT?!"
Rogue sighed and left her room. She noticed that all the X-Men and even the new recruits were downstairs. Even Xavier looked a bit wary at allowing Gambit in his home. But all attention was diverted to her as she walked down the stairs. A few gasps could be heard and Rogue smiled. Gambit stepped forward and Roue noticed Jean was holding Scott, Logan, Kurt, and a few of the new recruits back.
Gambit was dressed nicely as well. His black pants fit him well and the white button-up shirt clung to him just right. The black jacket tied it all in and his hair was the way it was the first time she laid eyes on him. She noticed he held a black, mink coat in his hands.
Remy held out his hand to Rogue and she accepted it. He lightly kissed it. Logan growled from behind them. Rogue nodded to Jean and she released them.
Rogue faced Logan. "Logan, Ah want ya ta meet mah boyfriend, Remy LeBeau."
Logan growled. "Gambit."
Gambit nodded at Logan. "Wolverine."
"What do ya want with Stripes?"
"Gambit be takin' sa femme ta meet his family."
"I don't think so Gumbo."
"Logan!"
Rogue glared at him. He glared right back. "What?"
"Ah thought ya promised ta be nice!"
"That was before I knew you were dating an Acolyte!"
Rogue gave him her patented death glare, but he didn't even flinch. Rogue looked to Xavier for support.
"Professor! You'll lemme go, raght?"
Professor Xavier studied Gambit and Rogue. He searched Gambit's mind. Gambit, of course, let down his shields for he knew that the Professor would want to do so.
"Gambit mean no harm. He jus' wanna take Rogue t' meet his famille."
The Professor thought it over for a minute. "All right. You may go as long as Rogue is back by ten."
Remy smiled and nodded. Logan looked surprised. "What! Chuck, you can't be serious. He's an Acolyte!"
"I know Logan, but I sense that his intentions are good. I have no reason to think that this has anything to do with Magneto."
Logan growled, but said nothing else. Remy handed Rogue the mink coat. She eyed it suspiciously.
"What?"
"It's fo' yo', mon chere."
"Ah can't take that Remy. It must o' cost ya a fortune!"
Remy leaned closer to Rogue, his lips very close to her ear. "It didn' cost Remy nuthin'."
Rogue rolled her eyes and put on the coat. "Ah shoulda known. Do ya eva pay for anythang?"
"Only da importan' stuff, chere. Such as jewelry."
Remy took a velvet box out of his pocket and opened it. Rogue gasped, as did Jean and Kitty who were in viewing distance. Inside was a 1-carat solitaire diamond necklace on a gold chain.
"Remy.Ah.. Ah."
Remy smiled. "Please petite. Remy won' take non fo' an answer."
Rogue smiled and threw her arms around Remy's neck. "Ah love it Remy."
Remy smiled and kissed her head. "Remy knew ya would."
Remy clasped the necklace on Rogue's neck and the two headed outside. Rogue smirked at the black stretch limousine waiting.
"Always gotta make a show, don' ya?"
"Only da best fo' mon femme."
The chauffeur opened the door for the two and they slid inside. A bottle of champagne was waiting, along with two glasses. Rogue smirked.
"Did ya lie 'bout ya age?"
"Jus' a little."
The two drank a bit of champagne, but not much. Rogue laid back in Remy's arms the rest of the way to Jacques'. Jacques was one of the most expensive restaurants around. It was just outside of Bayville in one of the surrounding towns.
"Ah hope they lahke mah Remy."
"O' course dey will, chere. Yo' don' tink Remy would o' asked 'em t' fly up here if he thought dey wouldn' like yo', do yo'?"
Rogue turned around in Remy's arms and faced him. "Ya asked 'em ta fly up here from Louisiana?"
Remy nodded. Rogue shook her head. "How many of 'em are comin'?"
"Mon père Jean-Luc, Tante Mattie, mon frère Henri, his wife Merci, and Remy's sister Vega."
(A/N: Vega is pronounced liked Vegas without the -s-)
"That must o' cost a lot."
"Non. De Thieves Guild own it's own plane. Every thieve can pilot it."
"Ya can fly airplanes?"
Remy nodded. "Oui."
When they arrived at Jacques', the chauffeur opened the door and the two stepped out. Rogue admired the beauty of the restaurant. It was five star and had a red carpet that the couple made their way down. Two doormen opened the doors for them and they stepped into a beautiful restaurant.
The restaurant had a golden ceiling with chandeliers hanging everywhere and angels on the walls. Some of the angels held harps, some held flowers, and some held children. The tables were round and covered in red cloths. The chairs were a deep mahogany and velvet cushioned in red as well. A pianist was playing classical music and a black, grand piano.
The two stepped up to the hostess' stand. The woman looked up and smiled. She was around 18, petite, and had strawberry-blonde hair.
"Good evening and welcome to Jacques'. Would you like to check your coats?"
Rogue nodded and a young woman walked up behind her and helped her remove it. She handed Rogue a number and walked off. Remy took the number and pocketed it.
"What's the name of your reservation?"
"LeBeau."
The hostess checked the list and motioned for a boy standing to the side to come over. The boy must have been about Rogue's age. He was a bit taller and had a shaved head.
"Kevin, please take them to table 17."
Kevin nodded and grabbed two menus. Remy grasped Rogue's hand as Kevin led them to the table. Leaning over, he whispered in her ear.
"You'll be fine, chere. Remy know they'll love yo'."
"Ah hope so."
When they arrived at the table, Rogue saw four of the five people and smiled. Remy cleared his throat and got the attention of the group. Kevin put the menus down and walked away. Remy smiled.
"May Remy introduce his belle femme, Rogue."
The oldest male, obviously Jean-Luc, stood up. His hair was auburn like Remy's as well. His eyes were a deep blue. He took Rogue's gloved hand gently in his own.
"When Remy said yo' were beautiful, he did no' do yo' justice, chere."
Rogue blushed at Jean-Luc's words. "Thank ya."
"I am Jean-Luc LeBeau. It be my pleasure to meet yo' acquaintance."
Jean-Luc kissed Rogue's hand gently. "Ah'm pleased ta meet ya too."
Jean-Luc sat back down as Henri, a younger version of Jean-Luc, stood up. "And I be Henri, Remy's older brother."
Henri kissed Rogue's hand as well. The other two women stood. The petite, blonde spoke first. She had green-blue eyes and delicate features, though Rogue knew by the look in her eyes that she could handle herself just fine in a fight.
"I am Merci LeBeau, Henri's wife."
"A pleasure Merci."
"And my name's Tante Mattie."
Mattie flashed Rogue a warm smiled and Rogue smiled back. Remy sat Rogue next to Merci and he took the seat beside her and an empty chair. Jean-Luc sat beside the empty chair and Tante Mattie beside him, leaving Henri on Merci's other side.
"Remy, Vega called t' say she'd be a bit late." Remy nodded at his brother.
A lively conversation begun and Rogue felt right at home. She could tell Tante Mattie and Jean-Luc liked her right away and Henri and Merci seemed to think she was perfect for Remy. The waiter, Darren, came shortly and began taking the orders. Rogue shot Remy a look. She had never had French food before and didn't know what to order.
Luckily, Remy knew this and ordered for her. When the others had finished ordering, Remy stopped the waiter before he walked away and ordered for Vega. Jean-Luc raised an eyebrow.
"Yo' tink Vega will like that?"
"O' course. Remy knows his sister, he knows she will like it."
A few minutes later, Rogue saw a figure come walking towards them. She was very beautiful and looked so much like Remy that Rogue knew this had to be his sister. Vega had hair the color of Remy's, but it had 10 small white streaks decorating the outer layer around her head. Her eyes were hazel with splashes of blue and green in it. Vega was a bit taller than Rogue, but not by much. She was also tanner than Rogue, but not dark, just average.
Her hair was up in an elaborate bun. Vega wore a stunning black dress. It had an open tie back that contrasted with a plunging neckline. The whimsical asymmetric hem was finished with a marrow edge. When Remy saw her, a smile appeared on his face and he stood to greet her. Vega smiled back.
"Well, look who it be, Remy LeBeau."
Remy engulfed Vega in a hug. Rogue took in the fact that she too wore elbow length black gloves and her shoes were a three inch opened toe mule with long suede ankle straps and jewelry detail.
"Vega! Remy be glad t' see yo'."
Vega hugged her father as well and smiled at the others. Remy pushed her chair in for her. Vega glanced at Rogue and Remy made the introductions.
"Vega, this is mon amour, Rogue."
Vega smiled at her. "It be my pleasure Rogue."
"And mine as well Vega."
The dinner arrived and Vega smiled that Remy had ordered her meal for her. The group began eating and conversation once again erupted.
"So, Rogue, life be treatin' yo' well?"
"Pretty good considerin' the recent events."
"Yo' mean da mutant discovery an' all, right?"
Rogue nodded. "It's been hard on us at the Institute."
"I'm sure it has. What be yo' power 'gain? Remy neva mentioned it."
Tante Mattie and the others looked surprised that Vega had asked that. Rogue had sensed that they had wanted to the entire time, but had not wanted to make Rogue feel uncomfortable. She was glad someone had finally asked it.
"Vega, why yo' gotta be so blunt child'?"
Rogue shook her head. "No, Tante Mattie, its fahne. Mah power's absorption, Ah can absorb other mutant's powers, memories, and life force. It's why Ah always wear gloves. Skin ta skin contact with anyone can put 'em in a coma or worse."
Vega nodded. "So yo' can' touch no one?"
Rogue shook her head. "No."
"Well, if it makes yo' feel any better, I have da same power."
Rogue's eyes bulged. "What?"
"Well, not exactly the same. My power allows me t' touch for up t' two minutes, but after dat, da person's dead. Yo' see, I absorb powers permanently and can call on them whenever I want ta. But if I keep in contact wit' anyone fo' longer than two minutes, dey die not long after."
"Wow. Ah can't believe Ah found someone lahke mah."
Vega smiled. "Yep. But I can still absorb during those two minutes an' without puttin' dem in a coma or killin' dem."
The night continued peacefully. Rogue started to really like Remy's sister. She was nice, but honest and blunt. Vega was obviously one to speak her mind. Rogue could tell she'd do anything for her family.
At eight-thirty Remy's cell phone rang. The two lovers shared a glance. Only two people knew his number, Rogue and Magneto. The conversation stopped and Remy answered his phone.
"Oui?"
"Gambit, there's trouble."
A/N: All right.so this isn't much of a cliffhanger.but I hate those. I hope you liked it and please review!
Oui- yes
Sa femme- his woman
Famille- family
Mon père- my father
Mon frère- my brother
Belle femme- beautiful woman
Mon amour- my love
On with the story.
Rogue woke up Friday morning with a smile on her face. Her dreams had been peaceful, which was a rare occurrence for her. Instead of reliving memories that were not even her's, she had dreamt of Remy. Especially the words he had first said to her only a few nights ago.
She got up and brushed her hair, taking more time than usual. Tonight she would meet Remy's family. She hoped that they would like her. So many thoughts were running through her head. What if they hated her? What if they thought Remy was too good for her? What if. Rogue shook her head. Remy knew his family better than she did and he had already told her that they would adore her.
Glancing at the clock, she saw it was almost noon. Rogue smirked. She had been up late last night. She and Remy had been talking on her cell phone. Remy had bought her the phone months ago so that they could communicate without worrying about if someone was listening on another phone. Of course, Rogue had to sit on the balcony to avoid Kitty's questions, but it didn't bother her.
Rogue and Remy had been discussing what dress she would wear. Remy was supposed to drop it by today. Rogue was glad Logan would be heading a danger room session with the New Recruits from two to three and the Professor would be out at an art gallery with Beast until four. Rogue knew they were the only two who could pick up on Gambit's presence.
Slipping on her jeans with rips on the knees, black tank, purple sweater, and black gloves, Rogue headed downstairs. She saw Logan, Scott, Kitty, and Jean sitting at the table, eating lunch. Rogue joined them. Kitty eyed her as she grabbed a donut and orange juice.
"So, Rogue, who were you like talking to all last night on your cell phone?"
The others looked up at her, waiting for her to answer. Rogue continued to eat her donut and replied when she was done.
"Ah don' thank that's any o' your business."
Kitty rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Well, I know it's a guy. And that you're like seeing him tonight."
Rogue glared at Kitty. "So what if Ah am?"
Kitty smiled. "I knew it!"
Logan looked quizzically at Rogue. "Is he the one I smelt on you the other night, Stripes?"
Rogue nodded, knowing it would be pointless to lie. "I thought I'd smelt him before, but couldn't place it. Must have been on you, eh?"
Rogue smirked; glad he hadn't realized it had been in battle. "Must have."
Jean leaned forward. "So, who is he Rogue?"
Rogue raised an eyebrow at her. "No one ya know."
Scot smiled. "Oh come on, tell us."
Rogue smirked again and downed her juice. "You'll know by tonaight. He's taking me to Jacques' tonight to meet his family."
Jean and Kitty's mouths dropped open, Scott looked shocked, and Logan looked protective. He was the first to speak.
"It's that serious, Stripes?"
"Ah guess so."
"And why haven't I met him?" Logan raised an eyebrow. Rogue nearly laughed at how much like a father he looked.
"Ah don' know. We lahked the privacy Ah guess. But don' worry. You'll meet him tonaight. Just y'all have ta promise mah somethin'."
Scott and Logan nodded, as did Kitty and Jean. "That ya won' hurt him, especially before our dinna."
Logan looked skeptical. "And why would we?"
"Just promise."
The four nodded and Rogue smiled. She got up and left for her room. A few hours later, it was two-thirty and Remy LeBeau used his bo staff to vault himself onto Rogue's balcony. Rogue turned around and smiled. He held two boxes in his hand. One was a shoebox and the other a clothes box.
He set them on her bed. Rogue moved to open them, but Remy took her by her waist and pulled her away.
"Non, petite. Yo' gotta wait till Remy be gon'. Remy wan' it ta be a surprise."
Rogue rolled her eyes, but complied. "Whateva ya say, Cajun."
Remy tightened his grip on her and kissed her head lightly. "Remy got ta go, chere. Da boss man got a job fo' Remy."
Rogue nodded. She had gotten used to the fact that Remy was working for Magneto. She had even fought him in battle before. It had happened a month after they became friends. It was difficult to fight against each other and the two had met the same night. Remy had refused to let go of Rogue until she had to return home. But nothing changed between them.
The two heard steps coming their way. Rogue put her gloved hand over Remy's mouth and kissed it. Remy smiled at her. He kissed her head once again and headed to the balcony.
"Remy be pickin' ya up 'round six, okay petite?"
Rogue nodded and Remy jumped off the balcony. Kitty entered the room a second later and eyed the boxes on Rogue's bed suspiciously.
"Where'd those, like, come from?"
"Mah closet. Ah had 'em hidden in there."
"Oh."
Kitty grabbed her computer and headed out. Rogue sighed and opened the boxes on her bed. She gasped when she saw the contents. The dress and shoes were gorgeous. The dress was a cocktail dress. It was black and off the shoulder. It had a triangle opening in the front and back and looked as if it would mold to every curve. There was a spectacular crystal brooch under the front triangle that had draping strands.
The shoes were just as nice. It had a jet-black rhinestone ankle strap and was a suede sandal. It also had a three-inch heel. Rogue smiled. She had to admit Remy had taste. Remy had even been thoughtful enough to add a pair of elbow length, black gloves.
Rogue knew that, although Scott and Logan had promised to behave, they might change their mind when they saw her date. Rogue left her room and went in search of Jean. When she found her, she was sitting in the living room, watching TV with Kurt and Scott.
"Jean, can Ah talk ta ya for a minute?"
Jean looked at Rogue in surprise. It was the first time Rogue had actually requested to speak to Jean.
"Sure Rogue."
Jean stood up and followed Rogue to the opposite side of the room. Scott and Kurt were eyeing them suspiciously, but said nothing.
"Jean, Ah know Scott and Logan promised to not harm mah date, but Ah thank once they see him, they maight change their minds. Could ya do mah a favor and stop 'em should they decide to?"
Jean smiled. "Sure as long as you tell me who he is."
Rogue smirked. "If Ah did that, I'd have ta kill ya."
Rogue wiggled her gloved fingers in front of Jean for added emphasis. Jean laughed, but quickly stopped when she saw that Rogue was being serious.
"Um. sure Rogue. I'll, I'll help you."
"Thanks Jean."
Almost three hours later, Rogue was putting the finishing touches on her outfit. The dress fit nicely on her and the shoes were exactly her size. Rogue didn't even want to know how Remy had known exactly the sizes to get her without even asking.
Rogue was pulling her hair back into a low ponytail. She used gel, for once, and bobby pins to keep the white back. Though her hair was short, she managed to pull it up into a small, black clip. All in all, it looked fine. At least, it was as good as her hair got.
Rogue slipped on her black gloves and shoes just as the doorbell rang. She knew it had to be Remy when she heard Logan yell.
"WHAT?!"
Rogue sighed and left her room. She noticed that all the X-Men and even the new recruits were downstairs. Even Xavier looked a bit wary at allowing Gambit in his home. But all attention was diverted to her as she walked down the stairs. A few gasps could be heard and Rogue smiled. Gambit stepped forward and Roue noticed Jean was holding Scott, Logan, Kurt, and a few of the new recruits back.
Gambit was dressed nicely as well. His black pants fit him well and the white button-up shirt clung to him just right. The black jacket tied it all in and his hair was the way it was the first time she laid eyes on him. She noticed he held a black, mink coat in his hands.
Remy held out his hand to Rogue and she accepted it. He lightly kissed it. Logan growled from behind them. Rogue nodded to Jean and she released them.
Rogue faced Logan. "Logan, Ah want ya ta meet mah boyfriend, Remy LeBeau."
Logan growled. "Gambit."
Gambit nodded at Logan. "Wolverine."
"What do ya want with Stripes?"
"Gambit be takin' sa femme ta meet his family."
"I don't think so Gumbo."
"Logan!"
Rogue glared at him. He glared right back. "What?"
"Ah thought ya promised ta be nice!"
"That was before I knew you were dating an Acolyte!"
Rogue gave him her patented death glare, but he didn't even flinch. Rogue looked to Xavier for support.
"Professor! You'll lemme go, raght?"
Professor Xavier studied Gambit and Rogue. He searched Gambit's mind. Gambit, of course, let down his shields for he knew that the Professor would want to do so.
"Gambit mean no harm. He jus' wanna take Rogue t' meet his famille."
The Professor thought it over for a minute. "All right. You may go as long as Rogue is back by ten."
Remy smiled and nodded. Logan looked surprised. "What! Chuck, you can't be serious. He's an Acolyte!"
"I know Logan, but I sense that his intentions are good. I have no reason to think that this has anything to do with Magneto."
Logan growled, but said nothing else. Remy handed Rogue the mink coat. She eyed it suspiciously.
"What?"
"It's fo' yo', mon chere."
"Ah can't take that Remy. It must o' cost ya a fortune!"
Remy leaned closer to Rogue, his lips very close to her ear. "It didn' cost Remy nuthin'."
Rogue rolled her eyes and put on the coat. "Ah shoulda known. Do ya eva pay for anythang?"
"Only da importan' stuff, chere. Such as jewelry."
Remy took a velvet box out of his pocket and opened it. Rogue gasped, as did Jean and Kitty who were in viewing distance. Inside was a 1-carat solitaire diamond necklace on a gold chain.
"Remy.Ah.. Ah."
Remy smiled. "Please petite. Remy won' take non fo' an answer."
Rogue smiled and threw her arms around Remy's neck. "Ah love it Remy."
Remy smiled and kissed her head. "Remy knew ya would."
Remy clasped the necklace on Rogue's neck and the two headed outside. Rogue smirked at the black stretch limousine waiting.
"Always gotta make a show, don' ya?"
"Only da best fo' mon femme."
The chauffeur opened the door for the two and they slid inside. A bottle of champagne was waiting, along with two glasses. Rogue smirked.
"Did ya lie 'bout ya age?"
"Jus' a little."
The two drank a bit of champagne, but not much. Rogue laid back in Remy's arms the rest of the way to Jacques'. Jacques was one of the most expensive restaurants around. It was just outside of Bayville in one of the surrounding towns.
"Ah hope they lahke mah Remy."
"O' course dey will, chere. Yo' don' tink Remy would o' asked 'em t' fly up here if he thought dey wouldn' like yo', do yo'?"
Rogue turned around in Remy's arms and faced him. "Ya asked 'em ta fly up here from Louisiana?"
Remy nodded. Rogue shook her head. "How many of 'em are comin'?"
"Mon père Jean-Luc, Tante Mattie, mon frère Henri, his wife Merci, and Remy's sister Vega."
(A/N: Vega is pronounced liked Vegas without the -s-)
"That must o' cost a lot."
"Non. De Thieves Guild own it's own plane. Every thieve can pilot it."
"Ya can fly airplanes?"
Remy nodded. "Oui."
When they arrived at Jacques', the chauffeur opened the door and the two stepped out. Rogue admired the beauty of the restaurant. It was five star and had a red carpet that the couple made their way down. Two doormen opened the doors for them and they stepped into a beautiful restaurant.
The restaurant had a golden ceiling with chandeliers hanging everywhere and angels on the walls. Some of the angels held harps, some held flowers, and some held children. The tables were round and covered in red cloths. The chairs were a deep mahogany and velvet cushioned in red as well. A pianist was playing classical music and a black, grand piano.
The two stepped up to the hostess' stand. The woman looked up and smiled. She was around 18, petite, and had strawberry-blonde hair.
"Good evening and welcome to Jacques'. Would you like to check your coats?"
Rogue nodded and a young woman walked up behind her and helped her remove it. She handed Rogue a number and walked off. Remy took the number and pocketed it.
"What's the name of your reservation?"
"LeBeau."
The hostess checked the list and motioned for a boy standing to the side to come over. The boy must have been about Rogue's age. He was a bit taller and had a shaved head.
"Kevin, please take them to table 17."
Kevin nodded and grabbed two menus. Remy grasped Rogue's hand as Kevin led them to the table. Leaning over, he whispered in her ear.
"You'll be fine, chere. Remy know they'll love yo'."
"Ah hope so."
When they arrived at the table, Rogue saw four of the five people and smiled. Remy cleared his throat and got the attention of the group. Kevin put the menus down and walked away. Remy smiled.
"May Remy introduce his belle femme, Rogue."
The oldest male, obviously Jean-Luc, stood up. His hair was auburn like Remy's as well. His eyes were a deep blue. He took Rogue's gloved hand gently in his own.
"When Remy said yo' were beautiful, he did no' do yo' justice, chere."
Rogue blushed at Jean-Luc's words. "Thank ya."
"I am Jean-Luc LeBeau. It be my pleasure to meet yo' acquaintance."
Jean-Luc kissed Rogue's hand gently. "Ah'm pleased ta meet ya too."
Jean-Luc sat back down as Henri, a younger version of Jean-Luc, stood up. "And I be Henri, Remy's older brother."
Henri kissed Rogue's hand as well. The other two women stood. The petite, blonde spoke first. She had green-blue eyes and delicate features, though Rogue knew by the look in her eyes that she could handle herself just fine in a fight.
"I am Merci LeBeau, Henri's wife."
"A pleasure Merci."
"And my name's Tante Mattie."
Mattie flashed Rogue a warm smiled and Rogue smiled back. Remy sat Rogue next to Merci and he took the seat beside her and an empty chair. Jean-Luc sat beside the empty chair and Tante Mattie beside him, leaving Henri on Merci's other side.
"Remy, Vega called t' say she'd be a bit late." Remy nodded at his brother.
A lively conversation begun and Rogue felt right at home. She could tell Tante Mattie and Jean-Luc liked her right away and Henri and Merci seemed to think she was perfect for Remy. The waiter, Darren, came shortly and began taking the orders. Rogue shot Remy a look. She had never had French food before and didn't know what to order.
Luckily, Remy knew this and ordered for her. When the others had finished ordering, Remy stopped the waiter before he walked away and ordered for Vega. Jean-Luc raised an eyebrow.
"Yo' tink Vega will like that?"
"O' course. Remy knows his sister, he knows she will like it."
A few minutes later, Rogue saw a figure come walking towards them. She was very beautiful and looked so much like Remy that Rogue knew this had to be his sister. Vega had hair the color of Remy's, but it had 10 small white streaks decorating the outer layer around her head. Her eyes were hazel with splashes of blue and green in it. Vega was a bit taller than Rogue, but not by much. She was also tanner than Rogue, but not dark, just average.
Her hair was up in an elaborate bun. Vega wore a stunning black dress. It had an open tie back that contrasted with a plunging neckline. The whimsical asymmetric hem was finished with a marrow edge. When Remy saw her, a smile appeared on his face and he stood to greet her. Vega smiled back.
"Well, look who it be, Remy LeBeau."
Remy engulfed Vega in a hug. Rogue took in the fact that she too wore elbow length black gloves and her shoes were a three inch opened toe mule with long suede ankle straps and jewelry detail.
"Vega! Remy be glad t' see yo'."
Vega hugged her father as well and smiled at the others. Remy pushed her chair in for her. Vega glanced at Rogue and Remy made the introductions.
"Vega, this is mon amour, Rogue."
Vega smiled at her. "It be my pleasure Rogue."
"And mine as well Vega."
The dinner arrived and Vega smiled that Remy had ordered her meal for her. The group began eating and conversation once again erupted.
"So, Rogue, life be treatin' yo' well?"
"Pretty good considerin' the recent events."
"Yo' mean da mutant discovery an' all, right?"
Rogue nodded. "It's been hard on us at the Institute."
"I'm sure it has. What be yo' power 'gain? Remy neva mentioned it."
Tante Mattie and the others looked surprised that Vega had asked that. Rogue had sensed that they had wanted to the entire time, but had not wanted to make Rogue feel uncomfortable. She was glad someone had finally asked it.
"Vega, why yo' gotta be so blunt child'?"
Rogue shook her head. "No, Tante Mattie, its fahne. Mah power's absorption, Ah can absorb other mutant's powers, memories, and life force. It's why Ah always wear gloves. Skin ta skin contact with anyone can put 'em in a coma or worse."
Vega nodded. "So yo' can' touch no one?"
Rogue shook her head. "No."
"Well, if it makes yo' feel any better, I have da same power."
Rogue's eyes bulged. "What?"
"Well, not exactly the same. My power allows me t' touch for up t' two minutes, but after dat, da person's dead. Yo' see, I absorb powers permanently and can call on them whenever I want ta. But if I keep in contact wit' anyone fo' longer than two minutes, dey die not long after."
"Wow. Ah can't believe Ah found someone lahke mah."
Vega smiled. "Yep. But I can still absorb during those two minutes an' without puttin' dem in a coma or killin' dem."
The night continued peacefully. Rogue started to really like Remy's sister. She was nice, but honest and blunt. Vega was obviously one to speak her mind. Rogue could tell she'd do anything for her family.
At eight-thirty Remy's cell phone rang. The two lovers shared a glance. Only two people knew his number, Rogue and Magneto. The conversation stopped and Remy answered his phone.
"Oui?"
"Gambit, there's trouble."
A/N: All right.so this isn't much of a cliffhanger.but I hate those. I hope you liked it and please review!
Oui- yes
Sa femme- his woman
Famille- family
Mon père- my father
Mon frère- my brother
Belle femme- beautiful woman
Mon amour- my love