Sorry to all those people who think my chapters r too short.that's just how I write.

Fastening her belt, Rogue looked up and saw Remy desperately trying to find a way to put his over-coat on top of his uniform. The X-plates were bulging out.

"Damn thing." He muttered. An awfully load rip came as he tore both plates off.

"Dat's better. 'Ello chere!" He said cheerfully.

"Erm. Ah'm really sorry 'bout kicking you.an givin' you tha evil look.And everythin' else ah did." She apologised.

"It's ok chere, I was actin' like a jerk." He returned.

"You know you didn't have to come."

"Well chere, from the first time we met I figured u'd need some one t' be there t' save your life.You tend t' get yourself int' alto of trouble.No 'ffence."

" Y'know you kindah sweet." Rogue blushed.

"Is this like some sort of PRIVAT moment here?" Kitty walked in.

" When the cats away the mice play Mon Ami." Remy replied.

"Eeww, that's like so disgusting!" Kitty shuddered.

"Hey Kitty, ah have an idea. D'you know where the Professor is?"

"Uh.No! I'll like try and get him!"

Kitty stood there with a look on her face of concentration.

"Chere?" Remy bean over to Rogue.

"Ya?"

"What the hell is dis girl tryin' t' do?" He catechised.

"That's how we used to talk to the Professor when we needed help."

"O.How hard is it? 'Cause I think she is sweatin' over dere."

"Shh! Don't be mean!" She thumped him.

"GOT HIM!!" Kitty squealed.

"Where?" They asked.

"They're down at an abandoned warehouse! Wow.you'd think they'd have like a little imagination." She explained.