MEMORIES TO FORGET

Disclaimer: None of the X-men characters belong to me. The only thing that belongs to me is my determination and my imagination. So there's no use in suing me, cause I have no money to give.

Author's Notes: Well here's another one, only this time it's featuring my baby... Gambit. I hope that I got the accent right, If not so sorry. This is streaming from the comic universe, only back when everyone was still alive. This is before that whole new X-Men saga, and after the disbandment of Generation X. So that means that Jubilee will be off in L.A. with Skin, but will come back to the mansion after the accident. She's not the main character, but I just wanted to clarify that.

Let the story begin.



It was your normal Sunday morning, as Rouge stood before the darkened grave of her first love Cody. He had died because of her, and Rouge felt as if she would never be able to forgive herself. She watched as the minister said his final words, before she broke down and cried. She kept thinking about the night when Cody kissed her, and how she wished that she could take it all back. Only it was too late.

It was only a matter of time before she felt a strong-arm rest across her shoulders. She already knew who it was, and became angry.

*How dare he touch me! Can't he see what I have done, or is he blind. A man has died because he simply touched me, and now I don't e'vah want to be touched again. *

Without thinking she lowered her head to the ground, and turn around so quickly and then forcibly pushed the tall figure behind her. She couldn't even meet his eyes, because the fear in her heart was too powerful. She was pushing back the only man that she had ever loved. A man she could never have.

"Gambit! I tol ya never to touch me like that e'vah!"

When she raised her eyes to look at the Cajun, she found out that the person that she assaulted wasn't Gambit, but rather an displeased looking Bishop.

"Oh Bish I'm sorry. I thought ya was Gambit."

"Well I saw that you were upset, so I wanted to see if there was anything I could do. If it's Gambit that you're looking for, well he's right behind you."

Rouge turned around and noticed the red on black eyes staring down at her. He was apparently upset, and Rouge knew it. The thing about it was that she just didn't care. Right now all she felt was hatred for the Cajun, especially since he always wanted something from her. Something that she could never give.

"Tis thief just wanted to know what the hell was that all about chere? Here Bishop let me give you an hand up."

Gambit reached down, and grabbed Bishop's hand pulling him up to his feet.

"Thanks Gambit. Umm look the funeral is officially over, so we're just going to head back to mansion. Gambit I know that you have your motorcycle, but Rouge unless your going to ride with Lebeau, than you better to get a move on it."

"In a sec sugah.

They both waited until Bishop was out of hearing range, before Gambit spoke out loud.

"So chere what was that. You be thinking that Bish be Gambit, and then ya push the living hell out of him. Gambit just want to know this, what did I do to make ya so mad petite."

"I'm not mad at ya sugah. I just need some space."

"AW come on, not that I need space crap again. Chere that be getting old pretty fast."

"What do you want from me Remy? Do you want me to say that everything is going to be all right? A man is dead because I touched him. Is this making any sense to ya? I will never be able to touch ya. Not now, not e'vah."

"Look petite you're upset, Gambit understand that. We'll talk about it later, after you get some rest first."

"No! We're gonna talk about this now. Get this through you're thick skull Remy, it's over!"

"Again?"

"Listen to me ya swamp rat; I want ya out of my life. I don't want ya no more. Do ya understand?"

"Gambit understand that the petite be upset, and don't really mean what you say."

"I mean every word of it sugah."

"Tell me it ain't so. Tell me that you don't mean anything that ya just told me?"

"Yes I do. I'm sorry, but I'm moving on."

"Without me chere? Is that what you really want?"

"Yes."

Rouge began to walk off, and stopped when she heard Gambit call out her name. She turned around to face the Cajun, and smiled at the sight of him actually crying.

"But this Cajun loves you petite."

"Remy it's too bad that I don't feel the same way about ya."

With that she turned around, and made her way to the Blackbird. She didn't even look back to see the pained expression on his face. Nor did she even notice when he fell to his knees, reaching out towards her. Nor did she notice when he cried out over and over again, knowing that he had lost everything that meant anything to him.

There was only one that noticed the pain that he was now going through, and that person was none other than Storm. She unbuckled her seatbelt, and went to the back of the Blackbird. Cyclops looked at her rather oddly, and asked if everything was alright.

"Gambit seems distressed."

"We're preparing for takeoff, the professor needs us back at the mansion for classes."

"Scott I cannot leave Gambit out like that. Jean is fully capable of operating the co-pilot gears. So she can be the co-pilot, and I don't teach any classes today. I am not however going to leave Gambit alone, especially when he needs an friend."

"Well since you put it that way, I guess I don't have much choice do I?"

"The answer is no my friend."

Storm walked out of the Blackbird noticing Bishop was now trying to console Rouge. As the plane took off Storm held on to her hair, and made her way to Gambit. He was clearly in pain, and Storm's heart broke with each tear that fell.

"Go away Storm."

"To where may I ask?"

"Anywhere just as long as it's far away from me."

"I am not going to leave you my friend."

"Why not everyone else does."

"Not me. Ever."

"Then you're the only one. Please go."

Storm kneeled on her knees, and grabbed Gambit in a tight embrace. She held on to him tightly as he cried in her arms. Storm knew that Remy would go through hell and high water just to be with Rouge. She also knew that Rouge was the cause for his distress. She looked down at him, and tilted his face towards hers.

"Remy please don't cry."

"It just hurts so bad chere. It hurts every time. Why do tha petite want to cause Gambit so much pain?"

"I really don't know Gambit, but this too shall pass."

"If she don't want Gambit, then to hell with her. I don't need her in my life anyway."

With that Gambit pulled out of Storm's embraced, and grabbed at the shades that lay on top of his head. He took them in his hands, and charged them up, and threw them into the air missing the Blackbird by mere inches.

"To hell with you chere! I wish that I had never met you. Stay the hell out of my life, and don't come running back to me when you're down and lonely. I won't be there!"

"Gambit you're upset, surely you don't mean that?"

"Every single word of it chere! I'm sick of her using me, and then running away when the going get tough. I'm sick of it all!"

"Remy Please."

"Leave me alone Storm. Don't ya ever give it a rest non? Gambit don't need ya or that back stabbing petite. The only thing Gambit need is to get out of here, and don't try following me either!"

"Look..."

"Go to hell, and leave me alone!!"

Gambit walked over to his motorcycle and sat on the seat. He kicked the kickstand up, and started the engine. He looked over at Storm, who was now standing in front of him.

"Get out of the way chere, unless you want me to run you over."

Storm believed with all of her heart that Gambit would never intentionally hurt her, so she just stood her ground by not moving.

"Gambit I know that you would never do that."

"I guess ya don't know Gambit like you thought you did then."

Without saying another word Gambit hit his gas pedal, aiming straight for Storm. She had to physically dive out of the way, to avoid being hit by the Cajun. She had never seen him this upset before. She watched him as he sped away, driving a little too fast and erratically for her taste. She didn't even see it coming, nor did Remy. A huge eighteen-wheeler came speeding against the red light. Remy tried to stop his bike, but it was too late.

Storm tried shielding her eyes away, as she saw Remy's bike crash into the huge eighteen-wheeler. She tried shielding her eyes away, when she saw his bike and body slide under the huge truck. She tried looking away as his helmet slid across the street, and his young body being dragged unmercifully by the truck. She tried to look away when the truck had finally stopped, dragging the mangled body of Remy Lea beau.

"GODDESS NO! REMY!!!!"

Storm ran towards the truck as fast as she could. She saw the man responsible open his door, and stick his head out of it. He looked at the body that was now on the ground, and shuddered at the sight of the torn and bruised body. He suddenly closed his door, and pressed on the gas. He took off rather abruptly, dragging Remy's body even further down the street. This act of cowardice angered Storm to no end, and she aimed at making this coward pay for all that he had done.

She floated in front of the approaching truck, motioning for the driver to stop. However he continued to drive towards Storm, aiming to run her down as well. She became wrathful for his lack of respect for life, and summoned the winds and lightning to make this man pay. Her blue eyes suddenly became white. The summer clouds now turned into a dusty gray, and the thunder roared. Storm shot a lightning beam at the truck, and aimed it straight for his heart.

The man shook as the electricity shot through his body. When his heart finally stopped beating, he fell on top of the steering wheel. His action caused the truck to venture onto the overpass, and Storm had to use her power of wind to stop the truck's descent.

She flew towards the rear of the truck, to where Remy's body was.

Her heart began pounding as she saw the damaged done by the massive truck. There was a ton of blood, and Remy lay twisted in all different directions. It took all of power and resolve not to pass out, but she had to be strong for Gambit's sake.

Storm felt his wrist for a pulse, and found that there was none. She put her hands on his chest right above his heart, and let her power of electricity shoot through him. She could recall using her power in this manner once before with Cable, when his heart had stopped. She didn't lose Cable, and she'd be damned if she was about to lose Gambit. So she shot her power into his chest, until she heard his first sigh of breath. His eyes fluttered open, and he gazed at Storm, as the pain shot through his entire body.

"Stormy?"

"Gambit I'm here."

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Jean had heard the outcry of Storm, and was now reading her thoughts about the accident. She knew that Gambit had died at the scene of the accident, and that Storm had miraculously brought him back. Now it would only take a matter of time before help could arrive.

"SCOTT! GAMBIT'S BEEN A VERY BAD ACCIDENT! WE MUST TURN THIS PLANE AROUND ROGHT NOW!!"

Everyone in the plane grew quiet, and only one voice could be heard through the plane.

"It's all my fault."

The plane turned around and everyone prepared for the worst, as the team went back to get another fallen member of the X-Men.

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That's just a small sampling of this story. I hope you guys like it. You know I really hated doing that to Remy, but casarassara. Whatever will be will be. Please review and let me know if this is worth continuing or not. Boo Hoo I hope Remy will be O.K. However, you on the other hand will have to read in order to find out though. Check out the next story, and let me know what you think. Later.



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