Disclaimer: The x-men don't belong to me, Marvel owns them.

Author's Notes: Thanks a lot for the great feedback. Hopefully I'll have more of it for this chapter. :) I'm sorry I couldn't put up this chapter soon as I had expected because some things came in the way…but fear not! This chapter is for Gambit/Rogue fans! And yes, I have extended the story to 3 chapters…maybe four. Yeah well… I'm not sure but it's not going to more than that. ;-)

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Waited for so long

by Samman

Part II

The first person Rogue met, she was going to tell the good news to him or her-not caring whoever it was-except Remy. Rogue had decided so she wouldn't be confused.

Rogue hopped from the last steps on the stair case and jumped-A sign that reflected her mood, her good mood. As she approached loudly, she saw that the tv was turned on in loudly volume in the tv lounge and a figure sprawled lazily on the couch. Rogue saw one muscular arm stretched out, with the fingers flicking the channels rapidly.

Shinny and short auburn strands was what Rogue could make out of the figure's head as it was hidden beneath a cushion, but Rogue did make out the form of the person. It was Remy.

As soon as she found out, her eyes spotted Jean and she shrieked, "Jean!!!" But the action was involuntary. Jean, who had been very busy in arranging the books in the shelf by the tv, distracted and astonished, snapped her head to look at the person who had screamed at the highest pitch of her voice in excitement.

Remy sat up straight in the couch to see what was wrong but his eyes traveled up at…Rogue who stood a few steps away from the stair case. Her shapely legs clad in a tight, rough jeans and a sleeveless white shirt that clung rounded over her generous breasts was nothing unusual for Rogue to wear…except the sleeveless t-shirt that exposed her arms and…a lot more that Remy had been wanting to see for so long.

Her hair was tied in pony tail from which silky and heavy hair nearly reached her lower back. Two red on black eyes widened at the sight of Rogue, obviously Remy's.

The apparently confused Rogue who stood facing the two x-men in front of her, spoke, "Ah…Jean, Ah wanted ta tell y' somethin'." She rubbed her sweaty palms on her jeans and glanced at Remy who raised his eyes with curiosity.

Jean sighed deeply and kept a hand over the middle of her chest. "Jesus, Rogue you scared me. What's so important?" She sounded relieved and then continued to dust the vase she had been cleaning.

Remy's eyes merely flashed with anger as he saw Bobbing come up behind Rogue and rest a gloved hand around her shoulder. "Hey Rogue."

"Hi Sugah." Rogue smiled-a smile that Remy hadn't seen in a long time.

Casually throwing the remote away in the corner, Remy stood up and stretched as if he wasn't aware of the two people near him at all. He stretched with long arms way up over his head and the white t-shirt revealed his well built arms and a six pack which Rogue, very hardly tried to stop looking at.

Her eyes drifted to stare into her past lover's eyes and since she had controlled her powers, with all her might she suppressed the urge to go and run her hands along his chest and biceps.

"So Rogue, what's up?"

Remy angrily shoved past them, his anger not at Bobby but at Rogue who did not even flinch or stepped away from Bobby. He wondered how she used to yank his hand away even if he put a hand on her shoulder—and here…Bobby was standing so close to her that his arm was all the way around to her other shoulder.

Rogue watched as Remy went without saying a word. She had expected nothing better as this was what they had been doing since Remy's return from Antarctica. They hadn't said more than a word or two to each other. Well this was going to be over…it wouldn't last long…hopefully and maybe if God wanted to-they would be together again.

Oh well…that did not matter anymore. Remy had someone else now and he was planning on telling the x-men about it anytime soon.

Rogue, who still stood talking to Bobby knew that Remy had tried his best to ignore them but being around Remy for the past couple of years…she was an expert of reading expressions of his face. She knew Remy was jealous. He won't be be jealous---not anymore...Rogue thought, mischief glittering in her eyes.

Bobby turned around to look at Remy who walked up the steps and into the hallway. He grinned ridiculously, it was obvious that he was happy that he had the power to actually stay so close to Rogue in the presence of Remy.

Nudging his arm away gently, Rogue smiled up at him and went to Jean. "Ah gotta go…See ya later." Bobby nodded as he played around with the keys swinging them high in air, he then retreated out of the main door. "Bye."

Jean awkwardly looked in the direction of the main door, up the stairs where Remy had left and then at Rogue. She shrugged and gave herself mental note. 'I shouldn't interfere in their personal problems…It's none of my business.'

She finished her task by swiftly running the cloth over the dusty, hardbound book and kept it back in the neatly arranged collection of books. With a curious glance she looked at Rogue who stood in the middle of the room and flicked channels boringly.

"So Rogue…You wanted to tell me something?" Jean said as she gave an overall look at the shelf.

"Hunh?" Rogue's head snapped and she shut the tv off. "Yeah well..it's somethin' personal." She moved towards Jean slowly.

Beautifully done eyebrows rose out of their place on Jean's forehead and she solemnly asked. "What is about?" Although she tried very hard not to take a look into Rogue's mind as the anxious look on Rogue's face was irritating her.

Narrowing her huge green eyes…Rogue took another step towards Jean who frowned confusingly. "Yeah well Promise you won' tell it ta anybody else?"

"Uh Okay." Jean nodded and her she cleared her throat…slightly confounded by Rogue's unusual behavior.

"An' if ya do tell it…ya know what Ah'm gonna do raght?" Rogue smirked mischievously and stripped off her gloves.

"I-I don't understand Rogue." Jean shook her head as she played around with the cloth in her hand she had been cleaning with.

"Ya know what…Ah've got some great news for ya." Rogue smiled evilly as she stripped off her gloves and threw them on the floor.

"What in the world are you—Rogue!!!" Jean's eyes widened as Rogue took a step as fast as lightning and pressed her warm palms against Jean's cheeks.

Rogue's giggles had not yet exploded out of her mouth that she kept in hold and tried not to laugh at the stunned Jean who stood with the cloth in her arm and her eyes wide staring into Rogue's who took a step back.

Jean licked her lips and cleared her dry throat. "Y-your powers…Rogue?" She was just too scared to say something else other than the only thing in her mind that she was alive and standing at the same place she was at a minute ago.

"Exactly." Rogue nodded and clasped a delicate hand over her mouth as the laughter erupted.

 "You didn't control your powers did you?" Jean asked cautiously not being straight forward about it as she knew Rogue was sensitive to these subjects. But Rogue nodded confidently and as soon as the realization hit Jean she too clasped a hand over her mouth. Her eyes were wider than before.

"Ah controlled mah powers Jean..Last night. Sorry if Ah gave you a scare." She looked at her hands.

"Wow Rogue you controlled your power! Oh my god nobody will believe it." Jean jumped up and down and Rogue joined in, both of them laughing.

Rogue hadn't expected Jean to be this happy…She always thought Jean was the prissy, preppy kind who'd never look beyond anything rather than herself and Scott. But Rogue was wrong…not entirely…but she was. May be that was because of all the troubles she had had before and it seemed to Rogue that everyone was harsh to her.

"So no body else knows?!" Jean said as they came to a stop, her face red with laughing so hard.

She quickly shook her head. "Nope. Shh..Ah don' wan' anybody else ta know 'bout it." She retied her hair and rested her hands on the side of her waists, her breath easing as she stood there for a minute.

"So ahem..I guess you're looking forward to tell it to someone in particular?" Jean asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

A flush rose to Rogue's cheeks and she smiled-that was the best answer the Jean's question who understood that and grinned back. "He was just here Rogue-well until um..Bobby came. You should have told him!" Jean threw up her hands and whispered loudly getting closer to Rogue so she could hear her properly.

Not changing her previous decision, Rogue said, "Yeah. Ah didn' wanna spoil all the fun. But he's the second person Ah wanna tell. Ah gotta go now, 'kay? See y' 'round Jeanie." Rogue waved her hand at Jean and jumping on the couch she flipped on the other side of the couch and rested her feet on the floor.

"But Rogue…wait! So why exactly was I the first person to hear the good news?" Jean asked, her face lit up with genuine happiness as she said hoarsely.

Rogue chewed on her lip before replying. "Cuz Ah wanted to tell this ta the first person Ah'd meet…no matter who it was." She shrugged looking down. "Except Remy."

Jean's eyes softened and she relaxed. "Awe Rogue." She kept a finger to her lips, thinking of sharing the idea that had just struck her, with Rogue. "You know what Rogue? You should throw a party for us."

Laughing merrily, the younger woman replied, "Whatevuh Y' wan' Jean…whatevuh y' want." Rogue said as she backed up with her front still facing Jean. "Now if ya'll excuse meh, Ah've got somethin' important ta do." Her eyes glittered with naughtiness as she ran up the front steps from where Remy had retreated.

Jean stood there...with a faint smile that still remained on her lips and she reminded herself not to let it slip in anyone's presence.

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Remy closed the door behind him with the softest click that no one would have been able to hear. He slowly slid out of his shirt, taking it off. As Remy threw it in the corner, he sensed something strange in the room. He paused where he stood and his eyes suspiciously scanned the room…his head and body not moving at all.

Being a master thief…he wasn't tensed at all but why would somebody sneak up in his room like that? A wicked grin masked his handsome features as he became aware of the situation.

'So chere's sneakin' up on Gambit, eh?' Remy walked calmly, but in a manner so that no one would be able to the faint sound of his steps. His long fingers caressed the gold handle of the closet and as soon as he slid it open, he quickly grabbed the lean, small wrist that came to his face to strike him.

Remy had found out that she had been hiding in his closet the moment he had stepped in his room. He knew that she was hiding in there to scare him but he already knew…awe cherie. He knew that she had been finding ways to cheer him up lately after his trial…

He shouldn't be thinking about that right now, Remy thought as he fought to let go of her who struggled in the closet as it was dark in that tiny space and she was behind the clothes that hung in rows. He became worried as the person in the closet wrapped up in the clothes that hung there...but only until the muffled giggles broke out from inside.

A smirk crept up Remy's face and his hand traveled up on the soft skin of the arm and slid down to the waist wrapping itself around it…

To be continued…

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A/N: As I told you before, this is a three part fic now…so wait until the next chapter comes out and review what you think will happen next. I bet you all know who the person in the closet is…;)