Disclaimer: Gambit, 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 characters 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 much different in storyline developments. Still being a big fan of KazeRogue I encourage you to read it if you see it posted somewhere.

-the Rogue

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Stolen Hearts

Remy Lebeau had never felt as happy as he did now, as much as he didn't want to admit it he was in love. Last night had been unexpected, but incredible. After the most passionate kiss he had ever shared in his life (and he had shared many a kiss!) they had sat in shock for many moments. It was a while before Rogue had timidly invited him up to her apartment for coffee. They sat on her roof porch under the stars talking openly-Remy couldn't explain it, but he felt so comfortable with this beautiful woman and the feeling seemed to be mutual. As the sun began to rise Remy received a phone call from "a friend" and left her with a long zealous kiss before regretfully departing.

Her deep green eyes had held some wonder mixed with uncertainty. He was unsure as to exactly how she felt for him. However, he knew just a few kisses from her had made him feel like he was in heaven. They hadn't discussed the obstacles surrounding their deep feelings, but he knew he'd climb over them all to be with her. Mentally he panicked at these feelings Of all de women ta fall in love with Lebeau!

He quietly entered the side door of a random building trying to refocus his thoughts and feelings before letting his presence known to the man typing at a computer in the corner.

"Gambit where in the hell have you been?!"

"Ahh, mon ami its nice ta know ya care."

"Don't crack jokes with me Lebeau."

"Aww Bishop, when will ya loosen up a bit, perhaps go out with a woman or do somethin other den polish your gun collection."

Bishop was an ex-cop, but he was still a man of justice, integrity, and solemnity-all of which Remy certainly was not, so how did the two become friends? Remy still wondered. Perhaps it was a common enemy-Sgt. Eric Lensherr. Several years ago, when Bishop enjoyed his work and thought his boss was honorable, he discovered the truth. His sister and best friend Shard had mysteriously vanished, Bishop privately unable to accept Sgt. Lensherr's explanation that Shard had been killed in a standard drug bust he skillfully conducted his own investigation without being detected. What he found was shocking to say the least. In short, Sgt. Lensherr (the man he respected) was actually a powerful criminal master mind and his sister had been killed off after a refusal to join his "selected henchmen." It had taken all his will power not to immediately shoot Sgt. Lensherr in the head, but he quietly withdrew from the force for reasons of "grief" and to aid his handicapped friend force. When Lensherr had personally bid him good luck and expressed sorrow towards the loss of his sister, he had wanted to gut him. But no he wanted to make him suffer extreme loss, as he had, then die. So he worked with Forge secretly, biding his time till he discovered enough evidence and the time/place to collapse Lensherr's entire organization.

That's where Remy came into play. They had been long time acquaintances from a case Bishop worked on where Gambit's brother Henri was falsely suspected of a crime down in New Orleans. Through coincidence they had run into each other a few more times over the year. But when Remy discovered the perilous material on the disk Lensherr had hired him to steal his conscience had grabbed him full force. Remembering hearing about Bishop's situation and knowing Lensherr would be after him after realizing he didn't come through on his end of their deal, he shared the disk's contents with Bishop.

"I called you here to discuss the NYPD charity ball taking place in 11 days." Bishop stated, pulling a copy of the invitation of the large computer monitor.

"Aww, Bish I'm sorry but Gambit don't swing dat way." Bishop's temper was about to explode, Gambit must of sensed this because he chuckled then continued, "So I'm gussin dis events gonna be a big opportunity fo Lensherr and so a big oppurtunity for you, n'est pas?"

"Not quite, no fool would enter that area, where the majority attendees are his possible new friends and his supporters, and his police force, I-"

"The NYPD's gonna be dere? Not all of dem are crooked."

"Yes, but none of them are of the wiser. Lensherr offices will be less guarded, Forge and I intend to get a lay out of them that night from the cameras you planted. If I can finish enlightening and assembling a task force I'm making my move in the days that follow, when all of the clients he acquires at this thing come to his headquarters."

"And how ya gonna do dat mon ami, just knock on de door and say 'allo, you remember me I got enough evidence ta lock ya up for life tois times over?"

"I was once a cop I still remember all the codes. Besides I have some insiders working for me, men Lensherr once screwed over."

"Dey probably not be dat honorable if dey make deals with de devil himself, hein?"

"Yes, but revenge is quite a motivator."

"Oui Remy see dat, so what part are ya expectin moi ta play in dis twisted production?"

"See if you can convince anyone else to join the cause, otherwise you've done more than enough, my friend and I am forever indebted to you."

"Oui, oui don't worry bout it pup, Remy just trying to save his own skin is all. Your hideouts have been quite helpful mon ami."

"Gambit I have always wondered, and pardon me for asking-"

"What made me give ya de disk and go back on Lensherr…hmm stealin be one thing, killin somethin else non? I think it got somethin ta do with something I wasn't even aware I had-"

"a conscience?"

"dat and I know what it be like ta loose ya famille." Gambit winked, "Hey while you online acess de secured numbers for cellur phones."

"Why?"

"Gambit need a phone number, he forgot ta get from a tres lovely cherie." Bishop groaned and Remy's grinned widened.

~~~~~~~

Sitting at her desk in NYPD head quarters, Rogue sighed heavily as she looked down at her cell phone for the millionth time, on the screen read a text message: Fountain, tomorrow at dusk

Though the number it was sent from was "unavailable" it didn't take any detective skills to know who had sent her the message, it also didn't take any detective skills to know which fountain he meant. Last night had really confused Rogue. For some reason the thief appeared to genuinely care for her and not care at all that she was on the opposite side of the law. This unnerved her greatly, his actions and words were ludicrous, there was no logic for his feelings and for that matter her own. Yes as much as she refused to admit it he was effecting her dramatically and she wanted him to kiss her as he did last night, his kiss was incredible and his presence set her on fire.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Lt. Summers entering her office, it was a welcome distraction.

"Howdy Scott!"

"That's Lt. Summers, in the office."

"Sorry suh."

"It's okay, listen that Candra woman you spoke with, filed a report with Sgt. Lensherr and we got some background information on the thief. Apparently he has quite a record"

Rogue looked down at the contents spilled out on her desk and her heart tore. Remy was truly a master he seemed to steal without care of the danger and wrongness of it all, she sighed. Why did he have to be a thief? She had sworn her life to redemption for her past sins, to serve on the side of honor and justice, but should she remain so at the cost of her heart? At the same time she needed to arrest him she wanted to kiss him. It was high time she uncovered this man's baffling mystery-how his actions conflicted his words and emotions. Staring back down at the phone, she knew they had to figure things out and soon.

~~~~~

Remy breathed peacefully. Rogue was wrapped in his arms and he was gently stroking her soft hair with the interesting white streak running through it. Her angelic eyes expressed sentiments of love and desire. Abandoning the lives they once knew he sat with her in the subtle sand on some remote beach lost in looking out to the soothing waves of the deep ocean. She leaned against him, causing his heart to beat faster. Suddenly the waves began crashing hard and lighting cracked out of nowhere. When he looked down Rogue was gone, the sand was gone and he was frantically trying to keep his head above the monstrous water. As another bolt of lightning cracked a familiar voice rang out.

"Did you really think you could escape me prince of thieves?"

Remy recognized the voice immediately, "Candra."

The sky turned into a dark sellout of her face "I have not forgotten about your crimes, nor do I intend to let you go so easily!"

Remy awoke panting in his bed. The nightmare he had just had seemed so unbelievably real that something in the back of his head told him that it was, or would be. Candra was powerful, clever, and beautiful, and not immune to his charms, but as he had discovered in his past she was also the embodiment of evil or close to it.

Gambit reached for the phone at his bed side table and rapidly dialed the number he knew so well.

"Allo?"

"Henri?"

"Remy dat be you? So de master thief actually call home?"

"Oui."

"Remy what be wrong mon frere?"

"Has Candra been wreakin any havock dat you know of recently?"

"A couple months ago she mess 'round with some assains, but no one actually heard of her in a while, wait Remy you think she come East ta seek ya out?"

"Don't know for sure."

"Careful Remy, ya know of Candra's powers, I'll try ta track down her wear abouts immediately."

"Merci Henri."

"Be on guard Remy."

"Of course."

~~~~~~~

It was dusk and Rogue waited at the, their fountain alone. If that swamp rat stands me up Ah'll track him down and punch him back to New Orleans.

Suddenly a splash of water made contact with her face. "Now that wasn't very nice, showin up late and then splashin a lady with water." Rogue commented as she threw a handful of water in his face. This caused him to take off his sun glasses to dry the lenses.

"Pardon moi ma cherie Remy did not mean to be late." He apologized putting back on his shades.

"Leave em off, its already dark and ah like your eyes."

"Your wish is my command cherie." He took her gloved hand and they began strolling through the park.

After many pleasant silent moments Rogue asked "So ya got me here cajun now what?"

Gambit had many inappropriate answers to that question, but he choose to save them for later. "Thought we might go for a ride chere."

She was about to ask what kind of ride when they stopped at a very rebellious and expensive looking Harley Davidson motorcycle. "Yah gotta be outta your mind if ya think ahm getting on that thing."

"You already know I'm outta my mind, scared to take a lil risk chere." Rogue stuck her tongue out defiantly.

"Theres no way ah'm climbin on cajun."

"Alright chere, if dat how ya want it Remy lift you up and putcha on it myself." He replied while taking her by surprise and lifting her into the air. Rogue gasped then struggled enough to make him loose their balance and fall into the grass. She climbed on top of him and snickered, "Nice try swamp rat."

Remy merely grinned before flipping her over and pinning her down, "Merci chere."

Rogue giggled as he tickled her relentlessly, "Remy Stop!"

"Not till ya come with me."

"Fine!" she yelled shoving him off of her.

As they climbed onto his motorcycle Remy spoke,"It's best yah hang onto my waist, don't want you pretty self to fall on the pavement."

"Ah knew there was a reason yah wanted tah take this ride with mah." She declared wrapping her arms loosely around his middle.

"Only one of de many" he replied and accelerated down the rode fast causing Rogue to tighten her grip.

~~~~~~

After an hour of driving and Rogue repeatedly asking where they were going Remy stopped outside a forest. "C'mon chere."

Rogue looked at him doubtfully, sighed and followed. He lead her down a small path and through some jagged rocks with water trickling down them, to a wonderful little alcove. It was surrounded entirely by rocks w/ running water that had bright green ferns growing up them. The floor was a soft green moss that felt like velvet when Rogue sat down next to Gambit. His red on black eyes shown through the darkness and were beautiful, Remy was having similar thoughts on how the moonlight reflected on her silky pale skin.

"Come here ta think, it be like my sanctuary away from de city." Remy explained quietly not knowing how to interpret Rogue's silence.

"It's beautiful." Rogue whispered and she leaned up giving him a soft kiss. Remy moaned in reply. She broke the kiss and continued, "Thank ya foah sharin this with mah. Ah think mah sanctuary is the buildin ah eat lunch on top of, it's not the building that makes it great, but the view and being so close ta the heavens. Ah'll show yah sometime."

"Remy like dat very much chere."

"It ain't half as beautiful as this."

"With you dere it gotta be, your eyes match the emerald moss, did what dis what dey remind Remy of dat and some very valuable jewels."

Rogue sighed upon his mention of jewels, they had to start facing reality, "Remy ah don't think-" she paused when her stomach rumbled.

"C'mon best get ya some food, wouldn't want dat belly of yours ta eat ya alive."

"But Remy ah-"

"Time for dat later, lets go."

~~~~~

Rogue stared deeply at the flame being emitted from their table's single candle. Remy had taken her to an outdoors French restraint. The food was expensive and the outdoor setting romantic. Not long ago a violinist had graced them with a sweet melody. However, the music gone and Rogue done concentrating on her food had triggered her mind to flood with questions-that needed answering.

"Whets on your mind chere?" Remy spoke quietly.

"Well lets see, not much except for the fact that ah've been havin a romantic evenin with a thief ah should be arrestin."

Remy winced. She was being blunt, but she was being honest. Remy knew he had to make a choice, what he didn't know is that his heart had already made it for him. "Chere your havin de same effect on me, like nothin I expected, I like bein with ya, a lot"

Rogue panicked, no longer able to control her emotions, "Foah Christ's sakes Rem, we only just meet and here ah am havin mah whole life turned upside down, we can't do this. Maybe in some other life it woulda been nice, but were on opposite sides of the law. You steal for a livin."

"Remy in de same boat chere, I may steal objects but ya have de ability ta steal energy, I could be touchin ya one minute and wake up in a prison de next."

Now Rogue winced and was shocked at the same time. Ah completley forgot he probably knew about mah powers and he went ahead and kissed mah anyway…

Remy felt bad for bringing up a bad subject, "Dat don't matter ta Remy chere."

"That means a lot Remy, but theres still nothin ah can do about the fact that when ya steal ah have ta be there to arrest ya. It's mah job, mah life."

"Den Remy don't steal in New York anymore, simple as dat."

"Really?"

"I think your worth it chere, I'm willin ta try and trust ya if your willin ta do dat for me."

"So we try, despite that things are so complicated?"

"We try."

~~~~~~~~~

A couple kisses and a night with Rogue was all it took to put Remy on air. He was returning from walking her home and giving her a goodnight kiss. So he wouldn't steal in New York or anywhere for a while. He needed some time anyway for things to blow over and to lay low and be forgotten. Things would turn out okay, he would be able to explore these unknown deep feelings he felt for the most incredible woman he ever met. Just as he was assuring himself his cell phone rang. He hoped it was Henri with Candra's whereabouts.

"'Allo?"

"Remy this is Bishop."

"Homme, ya really need ta get a femme and stop wastin dese perfect nights."

"Remy I have a vital favor to ask, It is of the utmost importance"

"What is it?"

"I need you to distract the police by stealing jewels, a painting, anything 2 nights from

now."

Ok people I took your requested and not only did I update this much delayed story, I squeezed two chapters into one to make it up to y'all. If I get the much needed reviews I'll update again soon! I've almost finished the next chapter, so let me know what ya think! Thanks for the continued support even in my writing absence. You guys rock!