Disclaimer: I do not own the Xmen….. I would be so freaking rich.. Do I look rich to you?!

Recap: Rogue wakes up to find the xmen gone… runs into the gorgeous Remy LeBeau… have a romantic excursion on their way to Paris to meet Rogue's brother Spike. Once there, they had to immediately get to work with "convincing" a man named Leader to join Spike's forces. ~ still unknown why~ Suddenly, both Rogue and Spike are hit with a wave of terror as they sit in the restaurant date. They go back home to find Aspen waiting patiently. Small introductions were made to Remy and Logan, which ended on a less than disturbing note. Another romantic excursion gets cut in half when Rogue gets called to meet Spike. She finds out that Aurora is pregnant with some mysterious man's kid. More strange stuff, then Rogue returns back to her room. Remy is worried about Rogue and asks why she looks so worried, but Rogue refuses to tell him. Later on the have *cough* sex *cough*. Rogue is plagued with horrific nightmares which resulted in her apparent death. It also turned out that Spike was experiencing the same problems that night as well. Now they go to breakfast to discuss their issues and prepare to go "pay a visit" to Aurora.

~ Do you get it so far now? Huh? Huh? Gawd I wish I owned the Xmen well mainly Rogue and Remy… *sighs woefully*

…………… On to the Story:

Chapter 2. Discussions and Donuts

Logan stood in the kitchen glaring menacingly into the refrigerator . Finally deciding on just having a beer and some leftover ham and cheese sandwiches. Plopping down wearily on the seat closest to the window, he began to bite into the sandwich ( sorry couldn't think of any other food items). As he stared out the window, his thoughts turned back to Xavier. He wasn't exactly too pleased with the fact that he couldn't find him… in fact he was pissed. After that bastard Totaler (Trask) ambushed the mansion last week, none of the other Xmen could be found except for Rogue of course.

" Stripes.." Logan whispered unconsciously.

She always had a tough life. From life with Mystique to being used by that bastard Mesmero to unleash that Apocalypse fuck into the world. For her nothing in her life was fair. But she always managed to keep living for herself and others around her. Not saying that she was a very optimistic person because she wasn't. The both of them resembled each other in the ways of their loner personalities and their lack of attachment to anyone or anything. Except for now, though he hated to admit it. He had grown rather fond for the gothic rebel over the years. He was the only real father figure that she had. And he had every intention of holding that position too.

He had expected Rogue to come to Paris after Spike had told him about the transmittion that Rogue had sent to him. He was naturally relieved to find out that she was unharmed but he wasn't happy about finding out that she was bringing some man with her. He thought it was going to be someone older, at least someone around his age ( Okay that's pretty damn old). Instead she waltzed over here with some damn Cajun who worked for Magneto. Sure, he looked and acted like he cared for her but he worked for a man who walks around with a metal bucket on his head. It was obvious that Rogue liked the Cajun but she was being cautious. He could sense every time they're together, she would radiate with passion but a small glint in her eyes showed sorrow. At first he thought it was because of her powers but she had already explained to him that his kinetic powers canceled out her absorbing power. Then out of nowhere, both her and Spike began to freak out about something. He could smell the fear searing off of them but neither chose to speak about what was making them scared. He didn't like the prospect of anything being able to scare Rogue. It was rare whenever she showed an emotion of fear, anger always, but hardly ever fear. It slightly hurt that she refused to tell him and yet that was what he expected from her. Knowing her, she probably kept a lot of things hidden but so did he.

A small swooshing noise caught his attention and he looked away from the window. When he turned he saw both Rogue and the Cajun walking into the kitchen. Rogue smiled pleasantly at him and plopped down next to him. The Cajun smirked at him and sat down next to Rogue and took her hand into his. Causing for Logan to growl at him.

" G' mornin' Wolvie."

Logan turned his attention from the grinning Cajun to face Rogue.

" Morn' Stripes, where's the twin?"

Rogue smiled at his nickname for Spike.

" He's still in his room."

Logan snorted at her.

" Probably foolin' around no less."

Rogue laughed slightly.

" Most likely and he was the one who told us to be early."

" I resent that."

Everyone's heads turned to see Spike standing in the door frowning with mock hurt strewn across his face. Walking into the room dramatically and then dropped down in the seat across from Logan. Almost instantly he turned his nose up at Logan.

" How can you drink beer and eat a ham sandwich?"

Logan shrugged nonchalantly and took another bite out of the sandwich followed by a swig of his Heinekein beer.

" Well, I didn't feel like cooking."

Rogue slowly stood up and raised up her fist determinably.

" I will make pancakes, eggs, and bacon!"

Remy smiled at her as she sauntered over to the refrigerator and began rummaging through the contents inside. Spike grinned at Remy and laughed aloud. Rogue heard him and turned to face him.

" Just what are ya laughing at?"

Spike grinned spread wider as she glared at him.

" Only the fact that this is the happiest Ah've ever seen you."

" The happiest?"

" Well considering the circumstances.."

Rogue smiled back at him and focused her attention on breaking eggs into a bowl. Remy stood up and walked over to Rogue.

" Need any help Chere?"

" Ya cook, Swamp Rat?"

" Remy be de master of de spices!"

" What happened t' the Master of de Femmes?"

Remy turned and saw Spike grinning mischievously while Logan sat brooding in his newspaper.

" Remy remains de Master of de Femmes."

Spike looked at him knowingly and smiled slyly.

" But ah seem t' think that this femme has mastered you."

Remy flashed his most disengaging smile at Spike.

" Oui, she has."

Rogue smiled internally and externally at their remarks. She could also hear Logan's preeminent growling behind her.

It didn't take long for Rogue to finish making breakfast. In minutes all of them were sitting around munching on breakfast food and discussing which foods were the best.

" Remy says dat crepes be de best food."

" Non, I say that Scrapple is de best food."

" D'accord, the best food is donuts."

" Crepes!"

" Scrapple!"

" Donuts!"

" Cream dried beef on toast."

Everyone turned to look at Logan who still didn't shift his gaze from the newspaper.

" Well, that stuff is pretty good."

Spike turned to look at Rogue and Remy.

" So does cream dried beef on toast win?"

" Oui."

" Sure."

" We are all in agreement."

" Aye." everyone said in unison. (except Logan)

After a small while passed they managed to finish off their breakfast. Then they gathered into the lobby room. Not too long after, did Aspen show up. He looked disheveled and irritated.

" G'day to you all."

Everyone nodded politely at him. Spike grabbed everyone's attention by coughing aloud.

" Now to get to the matter at hand."

Wow… this chapter has like no Romyness in it whatsoever. I am ever so sad now.. But I will make sure there is wayyy more in the next chapter. Yeah, this chapter was kinda really short wasn't it. So sad.. Don't worry, I'll update it as fast as I can . Which is pretty fast unless my AP European History teacher decides to try to kill me with homework. I have a test tomorrow, wish me Luck!

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