Chapter 4

"They left mah?" Rogue stared up at the jet that was disappearing behind some clouds. She had tried to get its attention but it sped off too quickly before she could do anything. Now it was just a spot in the horizon.

"Seems like they did, but don't worry yo' have me to look after yo'." Remy smirked and walked up to her so he could put his arm around her shoulders. "Yo' 'ave nothin' to worry about, cher." She didn't move or say anything. The silence made him worry, so he looked down. Big mistake. A fist flew out and hit him right in the face causing him to stumble back.

"Ow what was that for?" he groaned, feeling his nose to check if it was broken. The car started up behind him, the sound of tires screeching met his ears. Cards appeared in his hand ready to be thrown in case she decided to run him over.

"Are ya gettin in?" Remy turned to the left and found himself facing an open passenger door.

"Non, yo' drive like a maniac!" she rolled her eyes and started moving the car away. "Hey yo' can't leave me!"

"Then git in." If he didn't get in then he'll be left here with some pissed off soldiers but if he did go then he would have to deal with Rogue's driving.

"How 'bout I drive?" He tried to make her agree by using his power but she turned her head and moved the car a bit again. "Fine."

As soon as he got in the car sped off. He was able to close the door before it could be torn off when they crashed through a fence. By the time they found a road Remy had a seat belt on and had both his hands on the dashboards.

"Ya don't have anythin ta be scared. There ain't anythin ta hit out here." Noting the empty plain they were driving in.

"I'm pretty sure that yo' could find somethin." he commented.

"Well whay don't ya stop talkin so ah could concentrate on the road."

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That had been nearly 3 hours ago and now they are in a desert like place. There was a couple of cactuses and lizards but beyond that they have seen nothing. Remy finally was able to calm down a couple hours back so he was leaning back into his seat without a seat belt. It was nearly to dark to see even with the lights on.

"Do ya know where we are?" Rogue asked finally deciding that if she didn't stop she'll fall asleep on the wheel, or maybe crash from the poor lighting. He didn't reply.

"Ya can start talkin again if that's what ya want."

Again silence. Finally she pulled over and untied the wires. It was getting late and she was tired of thinking about why her friends abandoned her. When she looked at him though she realized why he didn't talk. He was asleep! /I guess the day tired him out./ Remy looked tense even though he was sleeping. One of his hands was gripping a pack of cards, ready to use if someone attacked. His mouth was slightly open, his chest moving up and down when he breathes. /The boy does look cute sitting like that./

* He also looks like a dangerous man who is bigger than you and can blow things up. /I didn't ask you Scott./ She was still sore about them leaving her and didn't want to talk to him. * You can't trust that thief. /Thief?/ She glanced at him and could picture him thieving. Maybe playing with some girl's heart too. * That ain't all he does you should stay away from him. * I have to agree with Maximoff. You can't trust him. /Don't count on that happening./

They retreated back into her mind to let her think about it. Well Scott retreated back and dragged Pietro with him. Them mentioning the trust thing reminded her of how he said she trusted him. /Naw I don't. But I gotta admit he ain't that bad when he's sleeping./ A yawn came out of her. /Maybe I should rest my eyes a bit./ Everything she did that day caught up with her and she finally fell into dreamless sleep.

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"Ohhh..." Remy moved waking up from his nap. /I wonder how long I was out./ The window showed a sun rising. /Pretty long. Why ain't the car moving?/ Turning he found Rogue sleeping soundly in the driver's seat, her hair fell over her eyes hiding them from his sight. In her seat she was curled up with her legs beneath her body and her hands underneath her head. Her body was relaxed in her sleep like she didn't expect anyone to hurt her in such a vulnerable position. /She ain't so bad when she's sleeping. Looks sorta cute. Like an angel that needs to be protected. Maybe I'll do the protecting./ Now he notices just how tight that suit of hers is stretched out like that, esp. with her slightly sweating. /Or maybe she needs to be protected from me./ She began to stir. /Time to have some fun!/ He leaned forward placing his face merely millimeters from her face, then pushed the hair from her eyes.

"Kitty wait 5 more min." A second after she said that she opened her eyes and was greeted with a pair of red on black ones.

"Ahh," she screamed, jumping upwards banging her head on the roof. "Owww..." she clutched her head and glared up angrily at the car's ceiling.

"Ohhh, do yo' want me to kiss it and make it better?" All Rogue could think of doing was strangling the swamp rat, so she lunged forward to do so. Of course he was planning for this and grabbed her waist pulling her across to him, and throwing her off balance in the process.

"We've just met and yo' already jumpin' my bones?" Remy lifted his eyebrows in mock surprise then used his eyes to tell her to look down. Following his eyes she found herself straddling his lap and her hands resting on his rock hard abs. His hands were still where he left them, on her waist. This type of situation might have made other girls blush and turn away but not Rogue. When she lifted her head her eyes shined with anger, and she leaned forward to touch skin with skin. But before she could do anything he pushed her to the right into the seat and proceeded to the driver's side to start the car. When she realized what he was doing it was too late. He already started the car causing her to fall backwards into her new seat.

"Anythin' funny and I'll crash this thin'," moving the car widely when he said that to make his point. Rogue wondered if he would actually risk his life, but didn't want to find out.

"All right," she huffed crossing her arms. "Where are we anyway?"

"Arizona, and before yo' ask we're heading to Phoenix."

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A couple of hours later brought them to the outskirts of the city. They ditched the car and started walking the rest of the way in silence. It was morning, and people were already at work or doing things outside. Because of this they took the backways, ducking into alleyways that were secluded and the only people they could see were drunkards or hobos. Remy pulled out a pair of shades and put hem on. He seemed to know where he was going so she followed him, keeping her distance in case if it was a trap and she needed to bolt. He didn't try to talk which suprised her and the silence was getting to her so she decided to be the first one to speak.

"Where the hell are ya takin mah?" Okay she never said that she was going to be nice. "And don't ya dare start ta flirt with mah." She stood where she was not making a move to go any further until he answered the question. He turned around swiftly, took off his trench coat and placed it on her shoulders.

"We're goin' into a crowded area. Stay by me and don't make a sound." After that he grabbed her hand and led her into the open street. She wanted to protest, but they were already in the crowd. Unconsciously she moved closer to him to avoid the people walking by. In trying to stay unnoticeable she forgot to let go of Remy's hand. Actually, Remy noticed, she was the one holding tightly. His mouth formed into a smirk and he had to bite his tongue to stop himself from leaning down and whispering that into her ear.

The last thing they needed was to make a scene. Especially when the police and maybe even some of these casually dressed people might be after them. From the time they got rid of the car to now he's been scanning the crowd trying to spot if someone was following them. Lucily nobody around here seemed to be informed of what happened at the base. Trask most have thought that they were on the jet instead. Just in case though he kept his guard up even in the fast food place that they entered.

Rogue didn't like being in crowds, so going into the KFC place made her want to sigh. Remy went away, leaving her near the entrance. Even in this place though there were a lot of people sitting around. Whenever she could she would try to avoid people. There was always someone showing off a lot of skin. With the heat wave in this place there were many girls wearing skimpy things, and guys with their shirts off. She turned to admire one who looked like a fashion model, well a fashion model who was wearing only pants. The guy looked up and smiled at her showing his pearly whites. This wasn't new to her. Even when she wore her gothic clothes she got these type of stares. She would usually glare or give a scathing remark and walk away. But before she could continue with tradition the guy turned pale and returned back to food.

"Time to go, chere." She turned quick enough to see Remy push his glasses up. He grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the place and then led her to the apartment buildings across the street. He wasn't carrying any food, but didn't want to ask right now. There was a crowd again so she stuck close to him. When they were inside he left her again to talk to the person behind the front desk. It was a girl so she knew that she had time. The place was classy, full of high class furniture and expensive vases full of freshly cut flowers. At one end of the hotel there was some phones and she got an idea. Watching from the corner of her eyes she moved towards the phone. Calming her emotions she walked leisurely around acting like she is just looking at random things. When she reached the phone she picked it up and called collect to the mansion.

"Come on, come on..." she whispered turning to find Remy not here. "Shit."

"Sorry but the place you have called no longer exists. Please hang up and call..." Rogue hung up without hearing the rest of the message. /Oh my god are they all right?/ Up till now she hadn't thought about what happened to the others. They might have abandoned her but they were still her family.

"Yup the whole thing was destroyed. Them damn freaks deserved it." Behind her two tall bulky men were sitting on the couch talking.

"We don't know if they were inside, but those machines they had sure as hell scared me! Bayville must be happy that the place is gone." /Bayville/ They continued to talk, giving descriptions about what they would do if they ever caught a "freak." Her eyes narrowed as she removed a glove and walked up to the two people. Suddenly something was in front of her. Blinking she looked up into a grim face with dark shades covering the eyes.

"Non." Remy put his hand on the small of her back and turned her towards the elevators. When he was sure no one was looking he charged a card and flicked it underneath the couch. They reached the elevators a couple seconds later and he heard a familiar sound followed by a whole lot of cuss words. Rogue of course didn't know what was going on and turned to find the couch in pieces. The people who were sitting on it were hopping around from the blast hitting their butt. She glanced at Remy and saw him smiling as they entered the empty elevator. And for the first time in a long while Rogue found herself smiling too.

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Author's Note: Sorry if I too long. Test and stuff. I wanted to thank Rogue 31, ishandahalf, Kazzeh Sodapop, Anime Addicted, and Jexybaby for reviewing.

And about how Logan didn't smell Mystique, lets just say for now he didn't sniff when she showed up. I'll try to come up with something better in the story.

~Cold Star