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Heaven's A Lie

Chapter 3: The tragic Date

Rogue jerked up in her bed, sweat dripping from her face. Glancing around Rogue found herself back in the medlab. Gripping her chest, she began to recount the past events.

She was in a danger room session with the others. Yet somehow she accidentally absorbed some of Jean Grey's psyche, then passed out.Later on she awoke to find herself in the medlab, her arm in a cast. She remembered talking to Remy for a small bit, then blacking out.

Horror struck Rogue hard as she recalled her dream. That man was the same one she had met that night on the pier. How could she not remember who he was, it was so clear. Her thoughts turned back to the fateful night, way before she had met up with the brotherhood or the Xmen. It was that day when she had lost all innocence that she had left to give the world, she was forced to face the brutal ness of the world.

Shaking her head, Rogue attempted to drive the thoughts from her head. Looking around the room, she noticed a bouquet of blood red roses next to her bed . Rogue carefully sat up and reached for the roses, the minute her hand touched the roses her finger was pricked upon the thorn. Recoiling from the prick, she brought her finger to her lips. Sucking the blood from her wound, Rogue began to scan the roses for a card. With her good arm, she reached for the card carefully and brought it to her face.

The card was small and there was simple but elegant writing placed upon it. But it wasn't the card that made Rogue eye's light up in horror, it was the message behind it.

Here are some blood roses for you m'sweet, till we meet again.

Love,

Your Close and Personal

Rogue crumbled the paper into her hands violently. Eyes flaring, Rogue stood up from her bed and hobbled over to Hank's cabinet. Pulling out some acid, she placed the letter in the sink and dropped several amounts over it until it was no longer legible. Then she cast it into the trash can and buried it with excess trash.

Turning she looked at the roses that were still at her bedside. Hatefully she snatched them up and staggered over to the window. Opening it, she threw them out the window watching them fall in the nearby lake and sink.

She would no longer fear him. She was strong now, there was nothing he or anyone else could do to her that she hadn't felt before. No longer would she cower in fear.

Rogue scrunched her fist defiantly as she stared out the window. Mind reeling with hatred as she thought of her would be stalker. It wasn't until Rogue heard a swooshing noise behind her did she mask her emotions.

" How y' be feelin' Chere?"

Rogue turned to gaze at her handsome fiancee. His eyes were glowing at her with a mix of concern and love.

Smiling, she walked carefully over to Remy and wrapped her arms around him in a passionate hug. Remy returned the embrace full heartedly.

" Feelin' just fine, Swamp Rat, Like a new woman."

Remy cocked his eyebrow questioningly at her but decided to let it go. She did just heal from her wounds in the danger room.

Instead, Remy pulled her closer to him and leaned down into her ear.

" How 'bout y' and Remy go out on a date tonight den?"

Rogue grinned at Remy.

" Why ah'd be happy t' Remy!"

Remy lifted her into a huge but gentle hug and swung her around in his arms.

" Tres Bien mon ange, Remy is very happy!"

Laughing giddly, (a/n: Yeah, Rogue is never giddy but deal with it, I mean wouldn't you be giddy if you were Remy's fiance?), Rogue allowed herself to be swung around several times before she beckoned him to put her down.

" And what time shall our date be starting?"

" Is ten o'clock good , Chere?"

Rogue smiled at him lovingly.

" Bien."

Remy smiled and carefully placed her back on the hospital bed.

" Now let Remy go get Hank, so he can dismiss y'."

Remy left and came back in what seemed to Rogue like a flash. The blue furry doctor walked up to Rogue and smiled a huge toothy grin.

" Good Afternoon Rogue."

" Hey, Hank."

Hank began to carefully observe her bandaged arm. Satisfied with the healing, he nodded to Remy.

" I do believe, that Rogue is healing nicely and should be fine."

" That's great Hank."

Rogue grinned at Hank.

" So ah'm all good t' go?"

Hank nodded at her.

" I believe so."

" Great!"

Rogue jumped up and hugged Hank. Who laughed aloud.

" Yes my dear, you are free to go."

Rogue smiled and walked hand in hand with Remy out of the medical wing.

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It was nearly time for her date with Remy. Usually she would be ecstatic about the date but now she just couldn't bring herself to be. She had a strange feeling that something bad was going to happen.

Checking herself in the mirror, Rogue smoothed out her sleeveless emerald green gown. It was Remy's favorite, he claimed that it made her seem like an angel whenever she wore it. Pinning her hair up into an intricate ponytail upside her head, Rogue spun around to check her appearance. She looked pretty decent. Hopefully it would be good enough for wherever they were going.

Walking out of her room, Rogue ran into Jean. She glared hatefully upon Rogue and flipped her perfect red hair from her face.

" Hello, Rogue."

" Hello, Jean."

Rogue then turned and began to walk down the stairs when suddenly she felt a telepathic push on her back, causing for her to stumble down the stairs. If she didn't have the ability of flight, she would've probably fell. Spinning around, Rogue flicked Jean off and cursed under her breath. She would get that bitch back if it was the last thing she ever did.

As she floated down to the bottom of the stairs, she met up with Logan who was standing next to the front door. He was holding her long leather trench coat.

His eyes were narrowed angrily.

" I saw what Red did to ya back there, Stripes…you want I should handle her?"

Rogue grinned at Logan.

" No, it's good..she'll get taken care of.."

Logan nodded and helped her get her coat on. Rogue leaned up and pecked him lightly on his cheek.

" Thanks Wolvie.."

" No problem Stripes, just make sure that you get home at a decent hour."

" Sure thang, Wolvie."

With that, Rogue walked out of the house and found Remy waiting for her on his Mercedes Benz. He wore a tight black shirt, that revealed all of his rippling abs, a pair of old jeans with the knee ripped ruggedly, and some sunglasses.

The minute he saw Rogue, he immediately jumped out of the car and opened the side door for her.

" Fo' you Chere."

Rogue blushed slightly at his gentlemanly actions. After all these years, he was still capable of sweeping her off her feet.

" Thank ya kindly Sugah." she drawled out sweetly.

He smiled at her, noticing her small blush.

" Has Remy ever told y' dat y' look tres belle when y' blush?"

Rogue turned away from him, attempting the darker shade of blush that had risen to her face.

" Shut up Swamp Rat."

Remy laughed and got into the drivers seat of the car. The entire time Remy was driving, both of them spent their time dwelling on different techniques of torturing Jean for pushing her down the stairs. By the time they arrived at the resteraunt, they had settled on slipping extra strength laxatives and sleeping pills in her drinks. Then hire Kurt to handcuff her to the bed, while Bobby saran wrapped the toilet. After that, Rogue would convince Kitty to phase through the locks on all the bathroom doors so they wouldn't open. Oh, what devious minds they had.

Remy diligently escorted Rogue into the resteraunt, arm in arm they met up with the hostess and found a seat. The minute she sat down, a chill ran down her spine. As if she was being watched or something. Sneaking a looking behind her, Rogue didn't see anyone of importance in the restaurant.

" What y' be looking fo' Chere?"

Rogue turned back to meet Remy's eyes.

" Nothing…"

Remy frowned slightly but chose to avoid an argument. Instead he turned to order their food while Rogue sat pondering.

The eerie feeling began to intensify tenfold causing for Rogue's mind to reel incessantly.

An hour into the date, Rogue found herself ignoring Remy and glancing around the room. Remy, who was normally a patient person, was beginning to lose his patience. Though he was more annoyed at the fact that something was bother his Rogue and she wasn't telling him anything.

Rogue was to busy thinking of the man to notice that Remy was trying to speak to her. Not until he had taken her shoulder and began to shake it lightly.

" Chere , are y' in dere?"

Shaking her head, Rogue smiled wearily at Remy.

" Sorry Remy… Ah guess ah'm a bit more tired than ah thought."

Remy smiled warmly at Rogue.

" Y' t'ink we shoul' go back t' de mansion so y' can rest?"

Rogue nodded slightly, her eyes glistening a silent apology to him. Remy noticed it and only hugged her.

" It be okay, Chere, We can go on de date some o'ter day, non?"

Rogue leaned onto him, making his grin even wider.

" Thank ya Remy, ah owe ya one."

Remy squeezed her gently, then helped her to her feet. After placing down his money for the meal and the tip for the waiter, he elegantly escorted her from the restaurant.

Getting in the car, Remy began to drive back to the institute. He couldn't understand what made Rogue seem so distant. One minute she was more den happy to be with him and the next she seems like she didn't want to be bothered. Whatever it was that was getting to Rogue, he didn't like it.

As Remy continued to drive, he didn't seem to notice the figure walking in front of the car. Yet Rogue did.

" Remy Watch Out!!"

Only till the last minute did he notice someone hobbling in front of him, swerving the car out of the way. He managed to avoid hitting the man but the car continued to skid on the street, slamming directly into a light post.

After a slight moment, Rogue recovered from the blow unharmed besides being a slight bit shaken up. Glancing over to Remy, she saw that he was unconscious, hanging limply over the drivers wheel. Blood pouring down the side of his face, from a gash on his forehead. Panicking, Rogue felt around for a pulse on his neck. A small thump in his vein made Rogue breath out in a sigh of relief. He was still alive.

Stepping out of the car, she began to look around for the figure. Noticing a slumped over silouhette of a person, Rogue began to walk carefully over to it.

" Are ya okay?..Hello?…"

The figure didn't move, it didn't even seem to be breathing. Rogue's voice cried out louder, desperate to know that he or she was still alive.

" A… Aaa… Are you okay!!!"

A small groan escaped the lips of the person as they rolled over. Rogue rushed over to the fallen body. Turning them over more, she caught a huge glimpse of the person's face.

" It's …ya.." Rogue stuttered out in surprise.

The crumpled figure laughed at her. His eyes shining coldly in the dark.

" Yes…it is my dear Rogue."

Rogue slammed the man against the ground, turned on heel and began to walk back to the car where Remy was.

" Did you receive the roses, my love?"

Rogue spun around and shot him a glare.

" Yeah, ah received them and burnt them."

The man stood up slowly, his body hunched over in what seemed to be a fetal position.

" That hurts my love.."

Rogue spat at him.

" Obviously not, you're still standing."

The man sneered at her, his eyes flaring at her harsh words.

" Well well, frail has grown up over the years.."

Rogue continued to glare at him.

" Yeah ah have..now leave me alone."

The man laughed and shook his hand at her.

" I can't be doing that my love."

Cocking an eyebrow and turning up her lip, Rogue watched as the man hobbled over to a near by rock and sat on it.

" And why can't ya?"

The man glanced up at her.

" Because I have too much at stake."

" What?"

The man merely brushed off her last statement.

" It's time for me to get back what is mine, frail."

Rogue staggered back.

" What the hell…"

The man shook his head.

" Not now, but when the time comes..be ready."

Rogue scowled.

" And what makes ya think, ah'd go with ya?"

The man smirked evilly. Then he glanced over at the crashed automobile.

" We wouldn't want anything to happen now would we?"

Rogue shot a glance back at Remy's prone body.

" Ya touch him and ah a swear ah'll…"

The man cut her off harshly.

" You will do nothing because you won't do anything to make me, now will you?"

Rogue snarled.

" What do ya want?"

The man laughed cruelly, then turning her back on her, began to walk away down the street.

Rogue watched him until he disappeared into the darkness. Shuddering at the chill that ran through her spine, Rogue turned her attention back to the injured Remy.

Jogging to the nearest pay phone, Rogue called up the institute and sent for Logan to come pick them up.

Glancing back at the street the strange man walked down, Rogue began to sigh to herself.

' Hell has come back to bite meh in the ass..'

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After Remy was checked up and dismissed by Hank, Professor Xavier called them to his office.

Before they could even knock, Xavier beckoned them into the room telepathically. He began to question them both on the accident hoping to see if there was a new mutant to deal with or a new foe to watch out for.

Rogue played dumb, she wasn't ready to tell anyone of what was going on. She didn't fully understand herself. Remy, she was surprised to say, did the same thing. Because they both had mental blocks, Xavier was unable to pick up on anything. Since he didn't gain any information, he decided to just let them go. Well not until he made it clear that if there was anything they wanted to tell him, that they shouldn't be afraid to knock.

On their way to their room, Rogue looked over at Remy. He was staring blankly in front of him. His eyebrows furrowed in what seemed to be a mix between anger and concentration. A silent question began to nag at the back of her mind. Finally after what seemed to be hours, which was only five seconds, she gave in to the impulse.

" Remy, why didn't ya tell?"

Remy glanced down at Rogue. His eyes blank with lack of emotion.

" Dere was nut'in t' tell, Rogue."

He had used her name. That mean he was being serious. He stared at her deeply.

" Y' knew who dat was, didn't y?"

Rogue shrugged nonchalantly.

" Yes…no…not really.."

Remy stopped walking making Rogue pause as well.

" Who was he, Rogue?"

Rogue shrugged at him. Her eyes searching for understanding.

" Ah don't know, Remy."

Remy frowned at her.

" Y' just said dat y' knew him!" his voice rising slightly in anger.

Rogue wasn't one to be yelled at. Her blood felt like it was boiling, how dare he try to get into her business.

" Why does it matter, Remy?!" she said back, nearly shouting.

Remy glared at her, his demonic eyes flittering with hurt and rage.

" Guess dat the fact that he nearly killed me had something to do with it!"

Rogue turned away from him. When she spoke, Remy could hear the defeated sigh.

" Really Remy, ah don't know who he is."

Remy could still tell by his empathy that she was hiding something from him. Anger raged through his body. Why would she try to hide something from him? They were supposed to be getting married soon and she was still holding secrets from him. She was the one who lectured him on honesty and here she was…being a hypocrite.

Raising his hand in exasperation and fury. Remy glared down at Rogue.

" Well Rogue, when y' feel like telling Remy den don't talk to him period.. Because Remy t'inks dat y' being a hypocrite."

Rogue eyes flared dangerously.

"How am ah being a hypocrite!!"

Remy matched her glare for glare.

" Y' always lectured Remy on being open and not keeping secrets. And look what y' be doin. Keepin' stuff from Remy. Well I ain't one who be taking dis, Rogue. If y' want trust den y' have t' give some."

Rogue stared at Remy for a moment. Her eyes filling with tears, but she quickly retracted them and turned on her heel and began to walk away from him.

Instantly Remy felt remorse for what he had said. Reaching out, he attempted to grab her arm. But Rogue snatched her arm away from him violently. Whipping around, she glared at Remy. But she said nothing.. Just stormed away from him, leaving him in the hallway alone.

Running outside, Rogue grabbed the keys to her car and jumped in. Speeding down the street, she headed down into town. She needed some time away from everything..

WooHoo.. That took me a bit of a while. Soo did ya like it? Huh? Huh? Sorry I haven't been updating fast lately, between homework and my parents tripping out on me… I have to fight for my damn computer. *curses loudly*

But I'll try to update as fast as I can.

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