A/N: Here comes chapter 5!! Please review because I really need to know if there are people still reading my fanfic!!! If there aren't any…I shouldn't continue. Well anyways, sorry it took so long to post this up…too many things have been cramming up my schedule!!
Chapter 5 – A Close Kiss
The next morning, the team woke up early to plan out the day. Scott was on the line with Professor Xavier, as everyone else waited patiently.
"That was the worst sleep I ever had." John complained.
"Cramps?" Jean wondered.
"Nah, he fell off the bunk." Remy smirked.
"Good job." Rogue laughed.
"Okay people." Scott interrupted. "Our next stop is in Pittsburgh to pick up Rogue's counterpart. Remy, you'll be going with Rogue while Jean, John, and I will be keeping watch."
"Sure thing." Remy nodded. "I'll be in the room for the meantime." He left the conference as John followed. "DAMMIT!!!"
"It's Rogue huh?" John asked.
Remy sat down and thought hard. "Why is she like this? That wasn't the Rogue I knew…"
"She's changed…a lot." John leaned against the wall.
"It's all that dumbass Bobby huh? What the hell does he do to her?" Remy wondered as he punched a pillow.
"Besides making out constantly, I really don't know. I just start passing by while they're together and Rogue chases the hell out of me to go away." Said John. "Come on man, if you really love and care for her that much, don't let Bobby get in the way. If I'm not mistaken she still thought about you till he came along."
"I don't know…but there's one thing that bothers me a hell lot…" Remy thought.
"What now?" John wondered.
"Whatever happened to her accent?!" Remy asked.
"Damn…never really thought about that…" John shrugged.
About an hour later, Scott knocked on the door.
"What's up?" asked Remy.
"If you want to catch up with Rogue, I suggest you get out now." Scott smirked.
"She left?!" Remy stood up.
"Just about ten minutes ago…we thought she was in the bathroom but damn…no one stays that long in the bathroom." Scott said. Remy got up and before he passed Scott, "Here's the keys to my bike. Oh, and try not to get it dirty, the extra compartment is attached to the bike."
Remy went to the garage and got on Scott's bike. It had the extra compartment attached for another passenger, which Remy thought was quite amusing. "Okay…where's the damn locator?" He pressed a button and small radar appeared in front of him. It showed a map and a red dot with the name ROGUE beside it. "Hey there honey…" he smirked as he opened the garage entrance and out he went.
"That loser can't even keep up, why should I be stuck with him anyway?" Rogue thought as she was walking up the street. Suddenly, she heard a familiar noise of a motorbike.
"Hey darlin'!" Remy laughed. Rogue continued walking as she ignored him. "Come on Rogue, you can't get there without a little help…"
"I don't need your help!" Rogue ran off as fast as she could. At the same time, a man from the alley was chasing after her. He eventually caught up and grabbed Rogue's backpack. He kept running farther as Rogue was running out of breathe.
"Hey!" Remy yelled as he caught up with Rogue. "Get on!" He grabbed Rogue by the waist as she sat behind him on the bike. "Hold on to me!" Rogue hesitated but wrapped her arms around Remy's waist as he went on full speed. They eventually found the guy down a street. "Now's your chance!"
As he slowed down a bit, Rogue grabbed her bag back and knocked out the robber. Remy stopped around a corner to let Rogue breathe. "Why'd you stop?" she asked.
"You want to go on your own right?" Remy asked rudely. Rogue looked at him in shock and realized that she was still holding onto him. "Well?"
"I…I want you to come with me." Rogue avoided the look on his face. Remy smiled at her respond.
"Where to?" he asked.
For once, Rogue gave a smile. "540 Cherry Blossom Road." Remy quietly gassed the bike.
"It's quite a long way…" Remy said as they were riding on.
"It's okay…" Rogue closed her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder as she held him tight. Deep inside, Remy was celebrating.
Once they got to their destination, Rogue was half asleep holding onto him. "Rogue…" She didn't answer. "We're here…" She still remained silent. He unlocked her arms around him and turned around to face her. "Rogue…" he whispered.
"Kiss me…" She murmured.
"What?" He didn't understand the words that were supposedly coming out of her mouth.
"Kiss me." She said again with her eyes still closed. Remy was shocked. All what he has wished for is just lying right there in front of him. He bent closer to her as she trembled at the feeling of his lips getting closer. But at about a centimeter away, he stopped.
"I can't." Remy got off the bike as she opened her eyes. "Just the thought of kissing you again, it brings back too many things. And you have kissed Bobby…that makes it even worst." Rogue was speechless. "Come on, we have to get your counterpart."
Remy knocked on the large wooden door. "What's her name?"
"Um…Bridget Marks." Rogue cleared her mind as she waited for someone to open the door.
Suddenly, a teenage girl with chocolate brown hair and hazel eyes opened the door. "May I help you?"
"Um hello. Are you Bridget?" Rogue asked.
"Yes. I'm sorry but who are you?" she wondered.
"Oh, I'm Marie and this is Remy. We're from the Xavier Institute. Are your parents home?" Rogue asked.
"Bridget? Who's there?" A woman asked. The tall woman arrived at the door with Bridget. "I'm Bridget's mother, may I help you?"
"Um we're here from the Xavier Institute. I'm Marie and this is Remy." Rogue explained.
"Oh I'm sorry about that. I wasn't expecting you to arrive so soon. Well excuse me, oh do please come in." She smiled as she led them to the family room, where they met Bridget's father.
"Oh hello, I'm Randy, Bridget's dad." He shook their hands. Mrs. Marks introduced them to her husband. "Well we've been wondering when you were going to arrive."
"We came here as soon as we could." Said Remy.
"Well, going straight to our purpose here, how's Bridget? Is she doing well in school and everything?" Rogue asked.
"She's doing fine, especially with her powers. There's some things that happen every now and then. You know, since she can blend in with the environment, she's learning how to hide it from everyone." Said Mrs. Marks.
"We're happy to find that there's a school for kids like Bridget. Because she's only thirteen, we thought it would be a great idea to let her go to the institute." Mr. Marks smiled.
Suddenly, Bridget was at the foot of the stairs with her luggage. "So when am I going?"
Rogue and Remy smiled. "Need help?" Remy asked.