"In a minute, I'm almost done with this page." With her eyes glued to the page she was reading, she waved her hand at him without much care or thought.

He shot her a look. A look she didn't see because her eyes were still looking down, moving back and forth, from reading the book. "Aren't we social?"

She turned the page before he had spoken and shut the book after he had said what he had said. She looked up at him with her brows raised. "You're the one to talk, ya little Swamp thing you."

He rolled his eyes at her last comment. "What's with you and you're attitude?"

"My attitude? Since you've gotten here all you can piss and moan about is how I replaced you." Rogue gently put her book down, got up and walked up to him. "I didn't replace you. I didn't hire myself. Your father did. So, instead of acting like I took over your life, work out your issues with the person who caused them."

He inhaled deeply. "He's usin' you."

She merely shrugged as she reached forward to unlock the door. "Who isn't?" She opened the door with enough force to knock him forward enough so she could escape.

"Wait.." Remy paused, grabbing her shoulder. "What's your mutant power?"

Rogue just wiggled her brows suggestively at him. "Wouldn't you like to know?" She left, and he just stood there with a smirk on his face.

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He had definitely lost his touch since he had gotten back to New Orleans. Well, maybe not his touch, but maybe his cool, per say? Well, all in all, he just wasn't himself. The cocky ragin' Cajun needed a comeback.

Remy knocked on the door, which lead into his father's office. When he heard a muffled, 'what do you want?' he walked in to see Jean-Luc hunched over his desk, drawing something. "Got any good jobs that need to be done?" He asked, smirking at the other Cajun's surprised face as he looked up at him.

"Thought you didn't like that life anymore."

Remy resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he shrugged. "Fine by me. If that's the way you want to keep it." He slowly turned around.

"No, wait." Jean-Luc licked his lips. "I do have a job for you. But it's a two-person job. Meanin' you'd have to work with you're replacement."  The sarcasm on the last part was a nice touch, don't you think?

"Fine by me." He repeated again and smiled evilly to himself. He was so good. Perhaps he didn't lose his "touch" after all. If he had to work with Rogue, at least he'd get a chance to witness her mutant power.

"It's good to have you back, Remy."

He nodded, but looked hesitant as he spoke. "That's Gambit, père."

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"Ooh. Stealing priceless jewelry. How original." Rogue mumbled, putting her feet on the table to tighten the straps on her combat boots.

"Rogue, get your feet off the table." Tante Mattie pushed her feet off the table. "If you're going to do that, at least put coasters underneath the heels."

"The Ripper's have their eyes on this piece." Jean-Luc handed Remy a picture of some kind of rare priceless jewel.

"What if they're there when we get there?" Rogue asked, tucking loose strands of white hair behind her ear. "Will we just welcome them and have a tea party?"

Remy glanced sideways at her, wondering how Jean-Luc managed to put up with her.

Apparently, Jean-Luc had grown prone to just ignoring her because next, he just cleared his throat. "I'll tell you all you need to know."

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"He was planning this, wasn't he?" Remy asked as he got into the driver's side of the car.

Rogue shrugged. "Probably. He thinks he has you tied around his fat, chubby little finger. But we all know—" She scooted in closer to him as she got into the passenger side. "That you only agreed to this because you wanted to be close to me."

If this had been any other girl.. Remy shook his head and started the car. "You keep thinkin' that."

"I know you love me somewhere in that black heart of hatred." She winked at him before handing him a pair of sunglasses. "As great as your eyes are, someone can see them and identify you by them."

He grunted and pressed a button on his watch and then turned and looked at her. "This good enough to go out in public with you?"

"Your eyes are brown." Her nose scrunched up in confusion.

"Can't get anything past you."


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"Can you fly?"

"No."


"Do you have super strength?"

"No."

"Are you able to—"

"If you don't shut up, I'm goin' to knock ya out!" The second he parked the car a block away from the warehouse, she got out and hurried down the street without him.

"Hey!" He slammed the door shut and practically had to run to catch up with her. "If anyone is going to get fed up and walk away angry, it's going to be me!" He stopped walking when he realized how stupid that sounded.

"You're such a drama queen." Rogue shot at him as she turned around. "You act as if the world revolves around you." She shot him a nasty look and hurried off once again.

"Don't go away angry." He yelled to her. "Just go away!"

"I will!" She turned around to yell at him and then turned back around.

"Good!"

She turned around for the third time, "Good!" Each time they yelled at each other, their voices got louder. "You're goin' the wrong way, moron. We have a job to do an' I'm doin' it with o' without ya."

He sighed. He'd rather have a one-on-one session with Eye-boy back at the institute then spend one more minute with this girl. "Fine."

Rogue arched up one brow. "Fine.. what?"

"Fine let's do it before I change my mind."

"All right, princess."

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"I'll take the front entrance, you take the back exit." Gambit said to Rogue. "Can you handle it?" He asked in a hushed voice.

"I'm goin' to make ya eat those words." She leaned in, her face just inches away from his. "Spoon feedin', cher." Rogue then walked away from him, swaying her lips.

He just stared off at her, biting down on his lower lip. Taking a deep breath, he took out a card from his pocket. Time t' play.

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"Hey man, did you hear that?" A security guard walked down the hall to see two other guards laying unconscious on the ground. "What the heck is going—" He never go to finish his sentence for he suddenly felt a cold hand grab the back of his neck and it was lights out for him.


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It amused Gambit on how he could charge up a card and toss it at two guards and they'd just fall to the ground unconscious. Just to make sure they weren't faking it, he took out his bo staff and poked them several times.

Doesn't the mental imagine just make you want to laugh?

After a minute of poking, Gambit took out a walkie-talkie from his pocket. "Exit 'A' cleared, over."

Seconds later, Rogue's voice came over a static background. "You—" Static. "—sure?"

He almost laughed. Was she kidding? Hello, he was a master thief! He knew how to take care of a few security guards. "Did you forget who you were talkin' to?" He asked in his best cocky Cajun tone of voice.

"No." Came the response, only seconds later.

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Short chapter I know, but that's what you get for an update a day. :P Life's a bitch, I know.


If you have any questions, ask away now. I'll answer them in the a/n's for the next chapter.