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           I should have been an evil li'l author and kept y'all waitin'. =P

           (During Cajun Spice) Anyone notice how many times Gambit touched Rogue's skin and nothing happened? Didn't notice any of it till the third time I watched it..

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           Her head snapped to the side and met the familiar red on black eyes she hadn't seen in days. She stumbled back surprised. He sat up and stretched his arms. "Yo're right. Remy does need t' shave." He rubbed his chin then noticed her wide surprised eyes. "Chére?" He looked around the room. "What happened?" One minute he was in her head and the next..? Alright. Remy was down right confused.

           Her heart pounded hard. She felt like she forgot to breath. She never thought of what would happen once he got out of her head. She liked him in her head. She liked having him to talk to 24/7. Tears burned into her eyes.

           "Roguey?" He got to his feet and realized how sore and tired his body was. But at least his mind was fresh. He reached out for her but she jerked away.

           "Get away from meh!" She tried to hide her now falling tears from him but he had noticed them as she wiped them away with the back of her wrist. "Just stay away."

           And he watched as she ran away.

           From him.

           ***

           "He's perfectly healthy." Rogue heard Hank proclaim to the Professor and Logan. "It's like the whole ordeal didn't even happen."

           "Except it did." Charles commented. "I thought they would be closer after this."

           "It just screwed things up more. Neither of 'em thought about what would happen after Gumbo was put back into his body."

           "Right now Rogue is just confused. I'm sure things will go back to normal shortly." Xavier eyed the thick wooden door that Rogue was standing by, on the other side.

           ***

           "Here we go 'gain." Gambit commented to Kitty as they walked down the hall. Rogue was in the danger room doing extra sessions with Logan. Her idea.

           Kitty looked into his eyes and noticed the sadness that was not there before any of this. "What happened in her head, Gambit?" He just sighed. She smiled. "Ohmigosh. You miss her, don't you!" He sighed again. "You do! That's like so romantic. It's like a movie! 'Man falls in love with woman when absorbed into her head'!" He rolled his eyes. She nudged him. "So what did happen in there?"

           "Kit, All Remy was.. was a voice in 'er head."

           Kitty's smile faded as the Cajun walked away from her with a small frown planted on his face.

           ***

           Logan watched the young girl as she hit and kicked at the bag in combinations. After two hours of a daily session, she was bruised, sweaty and beaten up but she still wouldn't stop. Right after he announced the session was over she went to the gym.

           "This is about Gumbo." He stated as he walked up behind her. She stopped moving. Her heavy breathing was the only thing heard out through the room. "Rog—"

           "Ah've nevah been at gettin' close ta people, Logan." Rogue whispered, looking down. "Ah'm jus' so used ta bein' used an' gettin' hurt." She turned and looked at him. Her eyes were watery. "An' now Ah'm the one who hurt someone." Before he could say anything else, she left the room.

           ***

           Dinner that night wasn't easy. Rogue and Remy sat across from each other but would look in other directions. But, every now and then they'd look each other straight in the eye. Rogue felt strangely connected to him.

           'Ah nevah realized how much we had in common.' She stared down at her food and then looked back up at him right as he looked up at her. Their eyes met.

           "Pass ze salt, please." Kurt spoke up reaching out for the salt instead of bamf'ing over to get it. Last time he did that, he ended up in the mash potatoes.

           Rogue blinked and looked away from Gambit as she passed her brother the salt. It creeped her out. That Cajun had barely known her for a month and he already knew so much about her.

           Kitty suddenly stood up. She glared at Rogue and Gambit. "Alright. I'm, like, so sick of this! Just act like he's still in your head and make out already! You both know you both want it."

           "Kitty!" Ororo gasped at the rude behavior. That didn't stop the weather witch from smiling though. Everyone turned his or her attention to the southern belle and the Cajun.

           Rogue just shrugged and Gambit just smirked; he always thought dinners at the institute were entertaining. This proved it.

           ***

           "Where ya goin'?" Rogue asked leaning against the wall with her arms folded against her chest. Gambit placed a cigarette between his lips as he slipped on his usual trench coat.

           "Out. I'll be back soon.. fo' y' mon—" He lean in towards her but she just grabbed the cigarette from his lips. "Hey! What do y' t'ink yo're doin'!?"

           "Savin' ya from cancer in the future. Thank meh later, sugah." He rolled his eyes then stepped outside and closed the door behind him. He took out another cigarette, put it between his lips and then lite it with his lighter.

           "Merci."

           Rogue stuck the cigarette, she had taken from him, between her lips then took out a matchbook and then lite it.

           "Thank ya."                                             

           ***

           "Where's Gambit?" Kitty asked, walking into Rogue's room. She was surprised to not find Gambit in there. Before Rogue could respond, Kitty looked around then winked at her. "He isn't hiding, is he?"

           "He's out." Rogue ignored the younger girl's last comment.

           "Ohmigosh! He moved out? It isn't because of me, right? 'Cause I am already, like, so sorry. I just thought you two had something going on because—"

           "He will be back."

           "Are you, like, sure?"

           Rogue nodded then looked outside. "Ah'm sure."

           Kitty looks down nervously. "Uh, Rogue? I know I really shouldn't be asking you this but if you answer honestly I can, like, totally promise you something."

           Rogue groaned. "What is it?"

           "Do you like-like Gambit?"

           "Like-like?"

           "Like-like."

           "Ah.."

           "Honestly!"

           "Gawd Kitty, He was only in mah head."

           "You talked to him constantly. Believe me.. I know.."

           Rogue shifted uncomfortably. "Ah feel like Ah really know 'im. There's jus' somethin' 'bout 'im.." She gave her a small smile. It soon faded. "Oh mah, Kitty, jus' go away. Ah ain't talkin' ta ya 'bout this."

           "Then who are you going to talk to, Rogue? Gambit isn't in your head anymore." Kitty walked out of the room letting the Goth think about what she had said.

           ***

           Rogue sat down on Gambit's bed in the pitch dark of the night. She waited for him to return but now, hours later, he still had not returned. Kitty waited up for him with her but she soon fell asleep. She laid down on his bed and inhaled deeply. A small appeared on her cheeks. It smelled faintly like him. Faintly from the lack of his body being on the bed. She stretched out and closed her eyes. 'Ah'm only restin' 'em till..' She never finished her sentence as she drifted off into sleep.

           ***

           Gambit sneaked into the institute afraid that someone might be up. He walked slowly upstairs trying to be as quiet as a mouse in which he was the complete opposite of. But he was a thief. He knew how to be quiet. Especially since he took off his boots, which would make a noise as he climbed each step.

           He slipped into his room, took off his trench coat and draped it over a chair. He walked over to the table besides his bed and turned on the lamp. It was then when he saw Rogue sleeping comfortably on his bed. He smiled. Now he wouldn't have to sneak over to her room.

           He laid down next to her then, gingerly, slipped his hand below her head. She groaned and, unintentionally moved closer to him. He smirked and then leaned his head down and brushed his lips against hers. That woke her up.

           "Remy." She smiled looking up into his red-on-black eyes. She reached up and touched his cheek with her palm. "Ah've been waitin' foh ya."

           "I know, chére." He then, regrettably, got up, turned off the lamp and climbed back into his bed. She laid her head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her waist.

           "Ah think Ah like this more than havin' ya in mah head." She whispered, and almost laughed.

           "Oui." He stated. His hand slowly slid down from her waist and squeezed her bottom. She nearly jumped a mile. He nodded. "Oui."

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           I didn't know what to write! I hope this was good enough. I had to RE-write it. I finished it then I realized I didn't like it so I re-did it. Ugh. :)

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