Disclaimer: Remy, Rogue, and all other X-men used belong to Marvel. Story is an alternate reality story. NYPD=new york police department.
Authors Note: Here is my Remy/Rogue alternate reality series. I use other X character throughout the story. Read it and Write a Review so I know what y'all think! There is a story titled "On the Beat" by KazeRogue and Kat Smith; that is similar to this fic. as far as basic plot, but different in storyline developments. Still being a big fan of KazeRogue I encourage you to read it. I am not sure as to what sites specifically it is posted, but if you look you'll find it! If I do find out I'll be sure to post the web address.
-the Rogue
Stolen Hearts
Rogue picked up the flower and read the attached note: The cards have been dealt, it's time to play.
"Gambit!" she exclaimed out loud. She scanned out her window to search for him, but the street was so crowded she had no hope. Since she was already wearing gloves she had no fear about messing up the prints if he had left any. She went down to the lab to see Dr. Grey.
"Well Rogue there have been no finger prints left on either the note or flower-"
"Dammit."
"But the flower seemed charred at the end instead of cut, almost like he burned it from the plant. This may be a clue in determining his powers. I plan on doing a full telepathic scan and if I find anything I'll let you know."
"Thanks sugah."
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Breaking into online security files was an easy task for Remy Lebeau. He had hacked into the personal NYPD files and was searching for her file. Something about her intrigued him and he told himself he was doing this to learn more about his opposition, but there was also an ulterior motive.
He scrolled down the list there: Darkholme, Rogue. Rogue..what an unusually beautiful name! Then he noticed the "real name: unrevealed" Wonder why? Interest consumed him as he started reading her lengthy file. He was amazed to discover that she had been a criminal as a juvenile. She was part of a terrorist organization that had fought for mutant rights. So she was a mutant, that'd explain the white stripe. When she was 19 the majority of the group were apprehended. All were sent to prison, but herself "due to the potential of her character and powers" or so the file said. From there she had spent 3 years seriously reforming, training, and learning to control her powers. What are her powers? Instead of finishing the page Remy went back to the top menu and clicked on "Powers and Treatment history."
There he read the general background of her absorption powers. He didn't need the details to see how hard her life must be. He read how she attended the Xaiver Institute to learn control. The professor wanted her to extend her treatment, but at the order of Sgt. Lensherr she was directed to start her police duties with the level of control she had acquired. Magnus She had now been in the force for well over a year. The file was otherwise lacking and he wanted to know more, how this woman seemed to blossom under such circumstances made his heart pound.
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So far disappointed by the little evidence the present Gambit left her was providing Rogue decided to visit Harry's. She knew the thief was intentionally giving her clues, but why? Before she even sat down her friend and waitress Jubes was ready to serve her. She was young and energetic.
"Hey Rogue, whats up you look kinda down."
"Well it's been a long day."
"In that case I'll have to bring some fresh apple pie, it's like the greatest ever!"
"Thanks Jubes."
Rogue was mindlessly playing with her napkin when Logan came in and sat with her.
"Hey Darling, any leads on the case."
"Well ah had a helpful chat with my momma and Gambit thats his alias ah found out left me a note and a flower, but it ain't doin me much good cause he was careful in leaving little evidence."
"Or maybe hes just wants you to work harder. It seems hes trying to help you."
"Probably just wants to make it fair."
"Hes a cocky bastard, likes to play games. You can beat him though kid."
"How? (she stared at him and an idea struck her) Logan ya mind comin to the station and-"
"I'm already ahead of you, one sniff of it and I got his scent. We can go down there tonight while its fresh."
"Thanks Logan and Jean will be glad to see ya."
Rogue mentally slapped herself for making such a comment. Jean had been part of his reason to leave. Hearing the announcement that she was engaged to Lt. Summers had made up his undecided mind to take the special forces job he had been offered. Logan however, didn't show any emotion about the subject. They ate the rest of their meals and Logan left a big tip for Jubes. He cared for her like he did Rogue and wanted her to earn all of the money for the car she was trying to purchase.
Rogue returned to her apartment much happier. Logan had been able to give her a few new clues. His enhanced sense of smell detected that the thief wore leather and an expensive/lusty cologne. Jean was still running tests, but was fully positive that he had mutant powers that had to do with explosive energy. Now Rogue felt it was time to act, but she couldn't decide where the thief might strike next. There was a certain sophistication to the items he previously stole; all of them were one of a kind jewels or art pieces. Rogue wasn't very familiar with these things, but she knew whom to turn to.
Her brother Kurt was a religious worker after like her, breaking away form Mystiques evil intentions. He was also mutant, only his mutation affected his appearance in a way so that he could not be often seen in public. At first glance people dismissed him as a blue demonic freak, but Rogue knew he was on of the kindest, loving people and tried to protect him. Since he was a patron of the arts she hoped he might be able to tell her what item the thief might steal next. She called him from his home in Germany and he willingly agreed to teleport to her apartment (that was his power) and visit.
*BAMF*
In minutes Kurt appeared on her living room floor.
"Well creature you certainly still gotta work on that landing."
"Guttentag sister. It has been awhile since we have gotten the chance to visit."
They engaged in conversation for over an hour, catching up with each other before discussing the case. Kurt gave her the names of some different art forms that would be valuable and challenging to retrieve.
"It is quite greedy for one man to take these wonders away form the eyes of others. All should be able to enjoy the treasures created by his fellow man."
"Well Kurt I don't think he really cares about his fellow man, the guys tryin to make a profit is all."
"I suppose you're right."
They enjoyed each other's company for dinner before Kurt had to port back. Rogue wished for more time with her brother and decided she was gonna make an effort to visit him in the near future. After all ah wouldn't have to pay for airfare.
Sharrezs elite jewelers in uptown New York was bustling despite the fact that only the richest of the rich knew about it. The top-notch shop was having a private viewing of their new special inventory today. Kurt suggested that this might be a place the thief would strike. Rogue had used her connections to slip in and now observed the rich consumers. She also keenly observed the hidden security systems and monitors-they were as impressive as the products. Still there was no sight of the thief or any suspicious activity for that matter. Intuition had told her that this sounded just like the type of place he would target. Boredom and doubts were beginning to flood her mind. She was beginning to despair, not only about the case, but about her life in general.
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He had underestimated the beautiful policewoman. There she was leaning in the back corner of the shop he had been planning on breaking into next. He had to admire her cleverness, she was determined despite that the cards were in his favor. The thief had noticed her as soon as he entered. It wasn't that she was doing a bad undercover job, it was just that there was something different about her that made her stand out form all the rich snobs that attended these functions. Gambit wondered what her reaction to the flower was, had she picked up on any of the clues maybe even a bit of the affection he had secretly sent with it? He hid himself and studied her face intently, praying she wouldn't notice. None of the jewels in the room could compare to the beauty in her sparkling green eyes. It dismayed him once again to not see them full of the free spirit he knew she had. How he enjoyed these moments when he could just examine her in detail, but then he would have to again remind himself that she was his adversary. Taking one last look at her he quickly left the shop.
Gambit's thoughts were all a jumble and emotion was running through his veins. How could she have such an impact on him. He had spent almost an hour pacing in front of a fountain in central park. What ta do? You be a thief she be tryin to catch ya probably arrest ya and send ya too prison where you would rot in less than a week. Merde! Not paying attention the usually graceful thief ran right into some woman, falling to the ground with her. His heart stopped of all people to knock into…
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"Sorry sugah, wasn't lookin where the heck ah was goin." Rogue looked up at the handsome stranger she had bumped into and was shocked by how utterly attractive he was. He gently helped her up, kissing her gloved hands softly, par the french tradition.
"Non, ma chere- De mistake tis mine, I was admiring the beauty of the park." Her eyes locked him in place and there was an unusual scilence.
Finally Rogue tried to speak. "Ah know whatcha mean, ah love to come here and look at the bloomin outdoors-It's beautiful."
Gambit grinned charmingly and spoke with his accented voice. "Not as beautiful as you d'ough." Rogue blushed a little, but decided not to seem as enthralled by him as she really was.
"Je vais vu toi maintes bientot ma chere…adieu" The stranger whispered before vanishing into the rest of the park.
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I have posted in the review section a more complete Author's Note about the dully noted similarities and concerns about the similarities between Stolen Hearts and On the Beat. I was hesitant before posting this chapter, but figured since I finished it right after ch. 1 I'd post it anyway. Please know I had no intention what so ever of copying another's story. I am still debating whether or not to continue writing this fic. for fear that it may be found offensive. Rest assured however, that I did email KazeRogue prior to ch. 1 and she stated that she did not mind me piggy backing off her idea and felt that she could relate to being inspired by other authors works. Any feedback would be most helpful. Thankyou.