Memories to forget 7

Author's Notes: I you like the latest installment of this story. I do have to apologize though. I wrote this entire story in an hour. If you think it sucks let me know ok, or if it don't please let me know. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: X-men not mine. Sheesh already.

The day was almost over, and Remy LeBeau still couldn't remember much of anything. He had a ton of visitors that came to see him, but none of them looked familiar to him at all. That's with the exception of the southern girl with the green eyes. He remembered her from his dream, and he decided that he had to watch her very closely.

He had a very eventful day that consisted of the C.A.T. Scan, physical therapy session, and a battery of memory tests. Not to mention the various visitors. He was tired, and hungry. For the eighth time today, his stomach growled loudly. He finally realized that the young woman that he met earlier hadn't brought his lunch in to him yet. He was supposed to have eaten earlier, but he forgot because of everything happening so fast. So he didn't think about it, until just now. He wondered why the young lady didn't bring his food, and wondered if something else had called her attention elsewhere.

*Maybe the petite forgot? I'll just give the blue doctor a buzz. *

Remy pressed the intercom buzzer, until Hank finally picked up his line.

"Remy are you aware that it is four in the morning?"

"Sorry Mon a me, Remy just realized that the cute petite that came by earlier, never brought my food down. I want to know when can I get some food?"

"Jubilee never brought you that salad?"

"No."

"She didn't bring up anything for you to eat?"

"No."

"No? That doesn't sound like Jubilee. Something must be wrong."

"Maybe she forgot?"

"I seriously doubt that Remy. Look I'll send someone there to bring up some food. Then I'll go find out if everything is all right with Ms. Lee."

"Thanks. Hey Blue."

"Please call me Hank."

"Hank if there's anything wrong, then don't hesitate to call me."

"Remy I know that you're concerned, but you should really concentrate on getting better first. You need to rest. I'm sure I'm just overreacting, and that perhaps Ms. Lee really did forget. Lord knows that this isn't the first time. So after you eat, please get some rest."

"Sure thing Blue."

"Oh well it's good to see some things never change. Goodnight Mr. LeBeau."

Remy stopped pressing the button, and looked around the room. It was the first time that he noticed that there were a ton of flowers and gifts along the walls. Gifts from people that he couldn't remember, and he hated not knowing whom his friends and enemies were.

Out of everyone that he met, he instantly liked Jubilee and Logan. Jubilee had said that he reminded her of Logan. He seriously doubted that at first, until he met the young man. He was so cool, that Remy thought that he was probably the one that all the young females flocked to.

It was then that he realized that he didn't even remember what he looked liked. He made a mental note to ask for a mirror the next time he had a visitor.

As the night wore on, Jean finally brought his some lunch. She didn't stay to talk, so after she presented him with his food, she quickly left. He guessed that she was just tired, but he'd preferred to eat alone anyway.

After he finished eating, he soon drifted to sleep. He dreamed of her again, the lady of Storm. He realized that she didn't come to visit him today, which meant that she was probably just a figment of his imagination. Just the same, in the dream she provided comfort. She gave him a shoulder to lay his head upon, and as he dreamed he realized that she was the only one with whom he truly felt safe. Too bad it was only a dream, but it was a dream that he'd dream of a thousand times, and so he dreamed.

Ororo Munroe has had a bad day. First Remy awakens, and is already doing his best to get back with Rogue. She didn't get the chance to apologize to Logan, and then she spends the entire day in her room sulking. Then to top it all off, she loses her best friend in a fight that they had today. With all the commotion going here, Storm hadn't even had a chance to visit Remy. She decided that now was as good of a time as any, even if it was five on the morning.

She walked into his room as quietly as she could. She suddenly stopped, because her heart felt like it was caught in her throat. Remy shifted in his bed, then he was as still as he had been before his sleeping was interrupted. It appeared that she hadn't awakened him yet, and so she moved closer to the bed.

Once she was next to him, she looked at his rugged features. His bruises were still there, but he still was very handsome. His lovely thick hair had to be cut off into a buzz cut, so that his head abrasions would heal quickly. She ran a tender finger along a small cut along his jaw line.

Tears gathered into his eyes, and before she knew it a small teardrop fell on Remy's cheek. His eyes fluttered open once he felt the wet tear drop land on his face. He looked up, and she immediately froze, too afraid to move.

Remy looked up and he noticed her. She was even more beautiful than she was in the dream. That had to be what this was, a dream. Surely no one could ever be as beautiful as this woman. It had to be a dream.

"You're the lady of the storm."

"You can say that my friend."

"You are my friend?"

"Always."

"You..always..give..me..a..shoulder..to..lean.on."

"Always."

"What's..your.name?"

"Storm."

"Like.the..dream."

"Yeah. Remy are you alright?"

Remy however didn't answer, because he was now fast asleep. His eyes stayed firmly shut, and his breathing became labored. Storm immediately felt disappointed, because she wanted to look into his beautiful red eyes one more time. She bent down and gave him a soft kiss on his lips, but he still didn't move. She once again began tracing her fingers along his face. He said that he dreamed of her, but why didn't he remember her? Why did he ask her who she was? He had no problem-remembering Rogue. Still, she loved him, and she continued running her hands up and down his face.

"Ahem."

Guilt flushed throughout Storm's body as she turned around, and stood face to face with Rogue. Storm looked at the ground, too afraid to meet her eyes.

*How long had she been standing there*

"Rogue?"

"What do you think you're doing Storm?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to visit Remy, and see if he was o.k."

"Yeah that's a likely story."

"Look Rogue, it's been a long day. I'm going to go to bed now."

"Fine."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Storm walked around Rogue, in an attempt to leave as quickly as possible. As soon as she made her way to the doorway, she was stopped short by the sound of Rogue's voice."

"Storm. Before you leave, let me clear something up with you sugah. If you ever, and I do mean ever, kiss my man again. I'll beat you to a bloody pulp. Got it?"

"Yeah I got it."

"Good. Now get out of here, before I change my mind, and do it now."

With that Storm walked out of the room, with tears falling slowly from her eyes. So Rogue did see her small interchange with Gambit. She had lost so much in the past few months, and she didn't think that she was going to make it. Maybe it was best if she went away somewhere, until things around here returned back to normal. Then again she never ran away from her problems, and she prided herself in facing her problems head on. So what if Rogue saw her kissing Remy, and she'd do it again, if that meant that she would have the pleasure of feeling his soft lips against hers again. Even if he didn't want to, she wasn't about to run away. She would just have to hold her head up high, and give away the only thing she has ever loved to a woman that has caused him so much pain. She would always give him a shoulder to lean on, when times were rough. She knew this was true, because she was his shoulder, and she would continue to be so, until he told her otherwise. He referred to her as the lady of his dreams, but the truth of the matter was that he was always going to be the man of her dreams.