Vega, Remy, and her team sat in the briefing room in the LeBeau mansion. They had been working on the current mission for over a month. Jean-Luc and Rainer, his advisor, also sat in the briefing room. The group was currently looking over the blue prints of a near-by museum.

A man known as Rocco, though that was not his real name, had hired them. Rocco had hired them to steal six diamonds from the museum. However, Jean- Luc had given them permission to steal the seventh diamond that also resided at the museum as part of a special show of seven rare jewels.

Rocco had requested the group steal the Allnat, the Pumpkin diamond, the Steinmetz Pink, the De Beers Millennium star, the Heart of Eternity, and the Ocean Dream. For some reason, he had not wanted the Moussaieff Red and so the thieves had decided to take that one for their own collection.

It was eleven before the team was ready to set out. Jean-Luc handed each Vega, Gerard, Martine, and Mathieu a set of keys. Vega's was the key to a motorcycle and the others were keys to extremely fast cars. Vega and Remy stayed behind when the others went to go to their cars. Jean-Luc smiled at his two children.

"Now yo' two be careful, non? 'Specially yo' Remy. It been a while since yo' been on a mission, non?"

"Not so long papa. Magneto had Remy steal a few t'ings fo' him. Not'ing major, but it kept Remy satisfied."

"Ok den, but still, yo' two be safe an' Remy?"

"Oui?"

"Try not t' argue wit' Monet."

"Jus' fo' yo'."

Jean-Luc rolled his eyes as his two children left. He smiled and his eyes got a far off look to them. Rainer, who had watched the whole thing with a bit of amusement, got off the couch and walked over to his friend.

"Evoquer ses souvenirs mon ami?" (Reminiscing my friend?)

"Oui. Je ne peux pas croire qu'il a été presque quatre années." (Yes. I can't believe it has been almost four years.)

"Il semble comme seulement hier Remy l'a apportée à nous, fatigué et infidèle." (It seems like just yesterday Remy brought her to us, tired and faithless.)

"Oui, mais elle était toujours forte et finalement nous a acceptés. Maintenant il se sent comme si qu'elle toujours a été ici." (Yes, but she was always strong and eventually accepted us. Now it feels as if she has always been here.)

A comfortable silence engulfed the two men. Rainer studied his friend closely. He saw the familiar look in his eyes and placed a hand on his shoulder. Jean-Luc, ever stubborn and strong, turned to look at his friend.

"Elle aurait été fière, le Jean Luc." (She would have been proud, Jean- Luc.)

"Je sais. Linette aurait aimé Vega. Je souhaite seulement qu'elle aurait pu habiter la rencontrer et voit son fils mariant." (I know. Linette would have loved Vega. I only wish she could have lived to meet her and to see her son's wedding.)

Another silence engulfed the room and Rainer could tell his friend was thinking back on the past. But he also knew that the subject was awkward for him and that it should be changed. Rainer cleared his throat.

"Speaking o' son's, what did yo' t'ink o' Remy's amie?" (girlfriend)

Jean-Luc smiled. "She be great. I t'ink Rogue be perfect fo' Remy."

"Rogue? Dat be her name?"

"Oui. Unusual non?"

"Very. When do we get t' meet dis Rogue?"

"Tomorrow at de ball."

"Oh yes, I fo'got we was havin' dat. Does Remy know dat Belladonna an' some assassins will be dere?"

"Non. I haven't got any death threats, so I t'ink it be safe to assume he hasn't."

"Yo' gon' let Vega break de news t' him."

"Oui. I t'ink she be waiting till tomorrow so he can't get out o' it."

"Smart girl."

"Jus' like her papa."

Rainer rolled his eyes. "An' o' course we all know where Remy get his cockiness from."

Jean-Luc put on a fake puzzled expression. "Who?"

Rainer shook his head as his friend laughed and the two headed out of the room. Meanwhile, Vega and the others were in the middle of the heist. They had just arrived at the museum. The group gathered around at the back of the museum.

"Okay, dere be five guards on the outside. An' dere be twenty inside. One on de east side, one on de west side, one de south side, an' two on de north side. Seven guards be posted around de actual area o' de gems, an' de others be walkin' 'round in de museum. I'll go an' take 'em down right quick. I be right back."

Remy nearly laughed at his sister's ability to know these things. She never said how she obtained this power, but she had and it was useful. The others nodded and Vega used Kitty's powers to phase her head in. She saw one security camera making its way to face her. She quickly phased out. Vega took Remy's hand and led him to where the camera was.

"Give me a foot up, Remy. Dere be a camera I want t' get rid o'."

Remy nodded and held out his hand. She stepped into it and he hoisted her up. Vega phased her hand threw the wall and short-circuited the camera. Then she headed inside. Vega heard the two guards coming her way. She headed down to the end of the corridor. Vega hid in the shadows.

As soon as they stepped into view, Vega jumped out and kicked one in the stomach, sending him back into the wall and knocking the wind out of him. The other one was about to shout for help and pulled out a can of mace, but Vega kicked him in the head and knocked him out. The other one was about to charge her, but she quickly sidestepped it and banged his head into the wall.

Vega used the Professor's power and sent psychic blasts to their minds to keep them out for a few hours. She phased back out and saw the others. Vega also saw the unconscious body of one of the guards. Though she had sensed him approaching, she knew that her team could handle it. Shoot, they could have handled many, many more.

"Okay. I will take Remy, Mathieu, Clarissa, and Gerard int' de museum via my power an' de rest o' y'all go through de roof, just so dey don't catch on t' what some o' us be, oui?"

The team nodded. Vega levitated Monet, Martine, and Verrill to the roof. After she gently set them down, the others grabbed onto her as she phased through the walls. They quickly headed to the main room where the jewels were being kept.

After dealing with the seven guards and two others they had run into, they were there. Vega disarmed the cameras. Monet and the others showed up a second later on the opposite side.

Verrill took out a can and sprayed the substance onto the main floor. They saw the red lasers. Clarissa used her bo staff to vault her to the security control panel. She quickly used a small electronic device to give her the codes. After typing in the codes, the laser beams disappeared and the group made their way to the gems.

They each took out a laser and began to cut a hole in the glass containers. Clarissa walked over to the group. As soon as Mathieu, who had finished with the laser first, entered his hand into the container, the thieves felt vibrations go off on their weapon belts. Their belts were equipped with a system that vibrated when it heard a silent alarm go off.

Most silent alarms were not silent, but were so loud that humans could not hear them. Vega cursed as they finished up their job. The group each put the gems in various pouches on their belts.

"Follow me, I will phase us through de walls."

The group nodded and Vega and the others ran to where Vega had first entered the building. The met two guards on the way and quickly took them down. Once they got their, Clarissa, Martine, Mathieu, and Verrill grabbed onto Vega and she quickly phased them out. Vega returned a second later and phased the others.

"Meet back at de mansion an' make sure yo' ain't got any trailers."

The others nodded and each ran to their respective cars. Vega used Toad's power and vaulted herself to the top of the building opposite the museum. She ran across the roof and jumped down into the alleyway. Then, she accessed Pietro's power and zipped off to her motorcycle, which was a mile away in an abandoned warehouse.

Vega quickly threw on the long, brown trench coat that she had stashed there with her bike. The coat covered the weapons belt. Gently putting on her helmet, Vega zoomed out of the warehouse and took the back roads to the mansion. Once she arrived, Vega was a bit relieved to see the other cars there.

Vega headed inside and found that the others had just arrived as well. They headed up to the briefing room. There, they handed Jean-Luc the jewels and he put them each in a velvet case. He then set the cases in a wooden box.

"I will have dem cleaned an' den we will collect our payment. I will also begin to look fo' buyers fo' de Moussaieff Red, unless any o' yo would like some red diamond jewelry."

Vega rolled her eyes at her father. They all knew full well that what Jean- Luc had suggested just wasn't done. Well, not normally anyway. Special cases did exist. Sometimes the Guild would make a heist just so each could have a new set of jewels or sell their part of the jewel. But now was not one of those times.

After Jean-Luc discussed the payments, he dismissed the group. The others headed home, but Vega and Remy stayed behind. Jean-Luc smiled knowingly and gave the two privacy.

"Rem, I got something t' tell yo' 'bout de ball tomorrow."

"What 'bout ma soeur?"

"Well, aside from business associates, certain members o' de Assassins Guild will be dere."

"Please tell me your kiddin'."

"I'm 'fraid not Remy. Belladonna will be dere too."

Remy's eyes widened and he began to speak in French, something he only did when he was passionate about something.

"Et vous me dites ceci maintenant? Pourquoi doit-elle venir? Le père doit être fou." (And you tell me this now? Why must she come? Father must be crazy.)

"Remy, je ne vous sais pas comme elle. Je ne l'aime pas ou. Et me croire, j'ai battu le père sur ceci. Mais il ne l'entendrait pas. Depuis vous avez annulé le mariage et l'incident avec Julian ont arrivé, les choses entre les Associations ont reçu pire. Le papa est seulement essayer de garder la paix. Je nous sais les deux pense que c'est absurde, mais vous savez que le père têtu est. Il ne l'entendra pas."

(Remy, I know you don't like her. I don't like her either. And believe me, I fought father on this. But he wouldn't hear it. Ever since you called off the marriage and the incident with Julian occurred, things between the Guilds have been getting worse. Dad is just trying to keep the peace. I know we both think that it's pointless, but you know how stubborn father is. He won't hear it.)

Remy sighed. "Remy supposes yo' right petite."

Vega smiled. He had gone back to English, which was a good sign. "Aren't I always?"

Remy snorted. "An' so modest."

"But o' course."

The two headed back to Vega's mansion on her bike. Remy was driving and then arrived in no time. Seeing as it was past one, the two headed to bed. Remy slipped on a pair of black boxers and moved to knock on the door separating his and Rogue's room.

"Ah see ya back suga."

Remy nodded at Rogue. He quickly gave her a once over and liked what he saw. Rogue wore a pair of forest green pants that fit her well and a long- sleeved forest green shirt.

"Miss Remy chere?"

"Not a bit Swamp Rat."

Remy smiled. "Now chere, yo' know it ain't good t' lie."

Rogue rolled her eyes. "Who said Ah was lyin'?"

Remy pulled Rogue into his arms. "Call it an instinct chere."

With a sudden stroke of brilliance, Remy scooped up Rogue. She let loose a yelp. He smiled dashingly and carried her to her bed. The sheets were satin and lavender. Remy gently eased Rogue into her bed and then climbed gently in next her.

"Ya know Ah could have carried mahself."

"But petite, where be de fun in dat?"

Rogue smiled and grabbed a near-by sheer cloth. She gently used it to kiss Remy. Remy wrapped his arms around Rogue's waist. The kiss was sweet and tender. All too soon, Remy pulled away.

"Mon amour, Remy's ex, Belladonna gon' be at de ball tomorrow. Whatever she say t' yo', pay it non mind, oui?"

"Of course."

Remy sighed. "Remy never told yo' much 'bout his past wit' Bella. Remy guesses he should tell yo', non?"

"Remy, Ah know that y'all had a close relationship and it didn't work out. Ah know ya didn't love her. Ah know it's not a easy subject ta talk about."

"Non, but Remy t'ink he owe yo' an explanation, Rogue. Remy an' Bella were friends first. Den it progressed. Bella an' Remy dated fo' a few years. When Remy was 17, Bella suggested dat dey get married t' stop de feud between de Guilds.

"But Remy didn't want dat. He be too young at de time. So he broke it off. Remy know Bella still cared fo' him, dat she still does. But Remy just want yo' t' know dat yo' be de only one he cares 'bout."

Rogue smiled. "Ah know Remy. And nothing that she'll say ta me will change how Ah feel about ya."

Remy lightly kissed her forehead and whispered into her ear. "I love yo' Rogue."

"Ah love ya too Remy."

The two stayed in a comfortable silence until Remy saw her slipping off to sleep. He quietly left her room and went to sleep in his own.

The next morning came early. It was nearly seven when Vega awoke. She groaned when she looked at the clock. But, knowing she would be unable to go back to sleep, she rolled out of bed. Vega headed downstairs in her light blue pants and white T-shirt. She was surprised to find Piotr sitting at the kitchen table.

He was reading a book. A second glance told Vega that the book was full of poetry and famous quotes. Vega suddenly realized how terrible she must look and turned to leave. She wasn't sure why she cared. Normally she would have poured a bowl of cereal and joined him, but a flutter in her stomach made her suddenly want to look presentable.

"You don't have to go."

Vega turned around to see the handsome Russian looking at her. He was clad in a pair of gray sweatpants and a white wife beater. His hair was in place and he looked like he had been up for some time.

"I didn't want t' disturb yo'."

"You aren't disturbing. I'd like the company."

Vega smiled at him and he smiled in return. She inconspicuously brushed her fingers through her auburn hair with white streaks. Piotr marked his page and closed the book. Vega suddenly felt nervous.

"I assume Remy told yo' 'bout de ball tonight?"

"Yes, he did."

"I hope yo' don't mind, but I paired yo' wit' me."

"I don't mind at all. What is this ball for?"

"It's more like a business function dan anything else. Some o' our buyers will be dere as well as other thieves. Some other Guilds will be dere as well. It be held at de Marriot hotel in de Grand Ballroom. We registered de room under de pretense o' it being a charity banquet in which all proceeds be goin' t' de near by hospitals. An' de actually will be."

"Oh. I figured it might have been to celebrate your sixteenth birthday. Remy told me it was a short while ago."

Vega nodded. "Yes, almost a month now."

"I would never have guessed you were sixteen. You look at least eighteen."

Vega smiled. "I get dat a lot."

"You know, you have a beautiful voice. Are you going to be singing at the ball tonight?"

Vega tried to hide a blush. "I really hadn't thought o' it. But I suppose I could. Do yo' have a favorite?"

Now it was Piotr's turn to hide a blush, though it wasn't very hard and Vega couldn't tell he had even had one.

"Actually yes. My favorite is Infatuation."

"Really? Why is dat?"

"I don't know. The way you sing it just makes me feel as if you mean it."

Vega smiled. "Thank you an' speaking o' singing, if I'm going t' sing tonight, I might want t' review my songs. Do yo' want t' come wit' me while I practice?"

Piotr nodded. "I would like that."

Piotr followed Vega to a room he had not yet seen. She entered it and he followed. It was fairly large and had a large stereo in it. The floors were hardwood and the farthest wall was one big mirror. Vega moved to the stereo and pressed a button.

Different chords began to play and Vega warmed up her voice. After a few minutes, she turned to Piotr.

"I usually sing dis song first. It helps t' warm me up more."

Piotr nodded. Vega pushed play and the music keyed up. A soft beat played in the background. The music had never sounded so entrancing to Vega as she turned around and faced Piotr. She gazed into his blue eyes and her heart pumped fast. Vega began to sing.

"I was naïve, your love was like candy Artificially sweet, I was deceived by the wrapping Got caught in your web and I learned how to bleed I was prey in your bed and devoured completely

And it hurts my soul cause I can't let go, all these walls are cavin' in I can't stop my suffering I hate to show that I've lost control 'cause I I keep goin' right back to the one thing I need To walk away from"

As the background music played, Piotr stared into Vega's hazel eyes. He felt himself getting an unfamiliar feeling in his stomach. The music was carrying him back to his days in Russia. For some reason, he felt his hand gently offer itself to Vega.

Vega was breathing hard as she saw Piotr's outstretched hand. She gently put her own small one into his large one. As she began to sing again, the two danced. It was not a waltz, tango, or anything either had ever been taught. It was passionate and as Piotr led, Vega followed as she sang.

"I should have known that I was used for amusement Couldn't see through the smoke, it was all an illusion Now I've been lickin' my wounds, but the venom seeps deeper We both can seduce but darlin' you hold me prisoner

Oh I'm about to break, I can't stop this ache I'm addicted to your allure, and I'm fiendin' for a cure Every step I take leads to one mistake, I keep goin' right back to the one thing hat I need I'm about to break and I can't stop this ache, getting nothing in return What did I do to deserve the pain of this slow burn And everywhere I turn I keep goin' right back to the one thing that I need To walk away from"

The background music began to play again. Neither Vega nor Piotr noticed the small group who was watching them. Vega felt something in the back of her head tell her that people were watching her, but either she didn't hear it or she didn't care. Vega and Piotr didn't break eye contact but to blink and they moved faster as the beat of the music did.

"Every time I try to grasp for air, I am smothered in despair it's never over, over Seems I'll never wake from this nightmare, I let out a silent pray Let it be over, over

Inside I'm screaming, begging pleading no more

Now what to do, my heart has been bruised, so sad but it's true Each beat reminds me of you

And it hurts my soul cause I can't let go, all these walls are cavin' in I can't stop my suffering I hate to show that I've lost control 'cause I I keep goin' right back to the one thing I need, Oh I'm about to break, and I can't stop this ache I'm addicted to your allure and I'm fiendin' for a cure Every step I take leads to one mistake, I keep goin' right back to the one thing I need, Oh I can't mend, this torn state I'm in Getting nothing in return what did I do to deserve The pain of this slow burn And everywhere I turn I keep going right back To the one thing that I need to walk away from

The two continued dancing and neither noticed when the small crowd left. Vega sang the end a few more times and as she let out the last line of the song, Piotr dipped her. She wasn't so far from the ground and the two were breathing heavily. Piotr gently brought her back up and she was pressed against his body.

Their chests were heaving, not from being weary, but the excitement both felt and the blood pumping in their veins. Piotr's arms were wrapped tightly around Vega's waist and her arms around his neck.

Vega managed to barely whisper one word. "Piotr."

She could see the desire in his eyes and he saw the same in hers. Both had discovered during their dance that the unfamiliar feeling in the pit of their stomachs was affection. And, for once, Piotr abandoned logic and decided to be brave in matters of the heart.

He leaned down to Vega as she moved up to meet him. His lips met her's tenderly. The two tightened their grips on each other. One of Piotr's hands moved up to run through her auburn hair. She smiled into the kiss. After a minute, the two broke apart. Both were a bit short of breath from the adrenaline and the feeling of passion.

They stayed like that for a moment. Vega didn't want to move. She hadn't felt like this in over a year. Piotr couldn't believe what he had just done. Yes, it had felt wonderful, but it was very uncharacteristic of him. He was pleased that she had returned his kiss and surprised that she was till in his arms, though he was not about to try and make her move.

After a moment, Vega did lift her head from his strong chest. "Piotr, we should probably go. Dere be a lot t' do t'day." For some reason, Vega whispered. This just seemed like the time where normal tones would be loud.

Piotr nodded and lowered his voice as well. "Yes. You are right."

He slowly let go of her waist and she moved her hands down from his neck. However, she lightly grasped his strong hands in her own. Vega smiled at him.

"Thank you Piotr."

He smiled at her. "The pleasure was mine, Vega."

Vega let go of his left hand, but made no move to release his right and neither did he. They walked back down the hallway. When they got close to the kitchen, Vega moved to go to her room. Piotr stopped her briefly.

"I look forward to tonight."

Vega smiled as he kissed her hand. "As do I."

The two separated and Vega returned to her room. On the way, she met Rogue. Rogue smiled at her.

"Remy, Clarissa, an' Ah went lookin' for ya this morning."

Vega smiled. "I'm assuming yo' found me."

"Yeah and you and Piotr look good tagether."

Vega smirked as Rogue raised an eyebrow. Vega knew what was implied in that slight movement. Vega motioned for Rogue to follow her.

"Come on. I'll tell yo' 'bout it."

Rogue smirked as Vega led her into her room. The two immediately sat down on Vega's bed and Vega told Rogue the exact events of that morning.

A/N: I hope you all liked that chapter. Please review and tell me what you think, what I can improve, and what relationships you want to see.

I don't own "Infatuation" or "Walk Away". Those two songs are the brilliant works of Christina Aguilera.