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Recap: A mysterious person is talking in the beginning of the last chapter. Ooh..talking..*ahem* Then there was a nice prophecy, a beautiful prophecy. Ya love me!! Okay. . . . Then the scene switches over to our favorite couple, Rogue and Remy. Oh you know you love them, what do you mean you don't?.. *holding pitchfork and charges nonbelievers* Anways.. ON WITH THE STORY!!..

Chapter 19: Sweet Redemption

" Take me where my heart lies,

allow for my soul to blossom."

Rogue walked stealthily into Spike's room. He was seated next to the window, his eyes glazed over with intense concentration. A bead of sweat rolled across his cheek and glistened with the new mornings rays.

" Spike?"

Not looking back, Spike answered.

" Oui, Roguey?"

Rogue strode over to his side and sat cross-legged upon the floor then gazed up mournfully at him.

" What be de matter Rogue?"

She stared at him with such an intensity, he had to try to summon up enough strength to grasp how serious the situation was.

" Ah've figured it out, Spike."

Confused, Spike answered.

" Figured what out Chere?"

Rogue looked up at him with wisdom beyond her years.

" Ah've been examining mah dreams, ah can slowly feel my memory return.."

Spike nodded.

" What do dese dreams do t' make y' memory come back?"

Rogue sighed and gazed out the window.

" Nuthin much really, just explain 'few things here and there…Then ah have these dreams

or more like nightmares, but it doesn't feel like a memory more like an insight."

" An insight?"

" Like a prophecy but not quite. Usually a prophecy would tell someone's fate right?"

Spike nodded his head in agreement.

" Oui."

" Well this is more like a foretelling of what could happen.."

Spike stared intently down at her.

" What have ya been dreaming 'bout?"

" Situations."

" What kind?"

Rogue didn't answer, she just arose from the floor and walked up to the window sill and leaned her head against the semi cool frame.

" Spike?"

" Huh, what?"

Averting her gaze from his, she stared at the calming sea.

" Do ah really want ta remember the past?"

Spike sighed inwardly.

" Honestly?"

" Yes."

" No, At times I be wishin' dat I was in y' place right now."

Rogue spun around and glared at him. But her glare softened immediately.

" Do not wish that upon ya'self Spike, It ain't all peaches and cream like ah make it seem ta

be. It's shit, not knowing who ya really are… Ah've lost mah identity Spike."

Spike felt like reaching his arm out to hold her, just to comfort her but he couldn't bring himself to do it. It was just to hard.

" Y' know who y' are Rogue."

Rogue shook her head and wrapped her arms around her small frame.

" Ah don't think ah ever did… "

" How could y' say dat Rogue?"

Rogue sighed inwardly.

" Easy, its not so hard when ya've been dealing with it ya entire life."

Spike didn't answer, just watched her gaze. It had fallen upon a small group of young children playing in the wispy trees of the bayou.

" Ya know Spike, sometimes ah envy them… Children are supposed ta be carefree… happy."

At this time, Rogue turned her head to face him. Her emerald green eyes bore into his own. Their reflections jumped off each other, like pools of water that were catching the radiance of moonlight that would strike it.

" Why weren't we?"

Spike couldn't hold her gaze any longer. Withdrawing the tears that threatened to flow down his face, he refused to answer. He couldn't stand it.. Why did she have to ask him the one question he didn't have an answer to. Or did he.. It just wasn't fair.. Not for anyone.

Rogue turned her attention back to the window. Soft breezes blew the white strands of her hair into her face, allowing for them to float across her cheeks. Rogue held herself tighter.

" We're dying aren't we Spike?"

Spike stood and took his place next to her.

" Yes."

Rogue felt his gaze upon her as he spoke. Funny, she didn't feel fear… just sadness. Not for herself, but for the others.. This would surely pain them so. Especially Remy, she couldn't even comprehend what she would do if he were to find out. She could tell that a past reference, Belladonna if her memory served her correct (A/N: pun not intended), had truly devastated him. She didn't want to hurt Remy, Logan or any of the others. Therefore, she would have to fix things.

Spike couldn't help but gaze at Rogue in amazement. She was strong before but it seemed now even with her amnesia, it had somehow made her stronger.

" We must not tell the others."

Spike nodded.

" Oui, we can't."

Rogue slowly turned away from the window and began to head out of the room. But before leaving, she twisted to face Spike.

" Henri, wants us ta go shoppin' with him today.."

" And?"

" And..ya should come."

Spike chuckled lightly.

" We'll see."

Rogue walked over to him and pointed at him firmly. Her eyes glimmering with determination.

" No.. Ah said ya should come.. Not maybe you should come."

Spike cocked an eyebrow at her abrasiveness.

" Are y' threatenin' me?"

Rogue shook her head and smirked.

" Non, Ah'm tellin ya."

With that, Rogue turned and walked out of the room. Leaving Spike staring at where she once stood.

" Amnesia or not, she still be once crazy femme."

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Both Remy and Henri stood at the front door, waiting for Rogue and Spike.

" How long does it take y' femme t' talk t' her brother?"

Remy smirked at Henri.

" How long does it take fo' y' t' do y' hair?"

Henri frowned and opened his mouth to answer but had to shut it because he couldn't respond. Mainly because he was bald. This only made Remy's grin grow wider.

" Remy believes he wins dis round non?"

Henri, who was still frowning, decided to switch approaches.

" Well, at least my head looks nice unlike the mop hair y' always be havin'."

Remy chuckled softly before answering.

" Oui, y' head is nice… nice and shiny."

Taking his hand, Henri rubbed his bald head cunningly.

" Hey, de femmes like what dey like and bald is in."

Remy cocked an eyebrow.

" Henri, y' do remember dat y' be married?"

" He'd better!"

Turning, both Remy and Henri were greeted by Mercy LeBeau. Smiling, Henri strolled over and hugged her.

" Mon Dieu, How could I forget dat I be havin' de most bonne femme in de world?"

Blushing slightly, Mercy answered.

" Gee, y' must say dat t' all y' wives.."

" Oui, I do."

" HEY!"

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he lifted her into the air dramatically. Laughing in delight, Mercy beckoned him to set her back onto the ground. As he did so, she planted a light kiss on her husband's cheek. By then Rogue and Spike had walked in to catch the scene.

" Hey Roguey!"

" Hi, Henri."

Henri strode over to her and hugged her lightly. Rogue laughed slightly, making everyone in the room smile. Henri grinned at her.

" Y' have such a pretty laugh Roguey!"

Rogue blushed at his compliment giving reason for Henri to laugh aloud. Remy walked up and swooped her into his arms causing for her to laugh again.

Spike grinned at the spectacle that lay before him. Henri was currently being scolded by Mercy for flirting with Remy's "femme" and Remy being reprimanded for sneaking up on her.

" Remy ya should notify a person when ya gonna do sumthin' like that."

Remy continued to flash her that irresistible smirk of his.

" What fun would dat be?"

Rogue opened her mouth to answer when she was suddenly interrupted by Remy diving down to kiss her. It would have been sweet if it wasn't for the huge audience.

" AWWWWWWW….."

Remy frowned while Rogue's blush increased tenfold.

" Why y' go and ruin Remy's moment fo', huh?"

Both Spike and Henri grinned at Remy mischievously. Mercy stood behind them shaking her head.

" Now if dis is out of de way, lets get shopping now eh?"

Remy pulled Rogue's hand into his and led her outside. Henri, Mercy, and Spike were still inside the house collecting their money for their wee shopping spree. Rogue tugged Remy's arm gently, gesturing for him to stop. Remy looked down at her, to see her grinning.

" Oui, Chere."

Rogue kept her gaze on his.

" Mah memories are comin' back."

Remy hugged her.

" Dat be great Chere."

Forcing a smile, Rogue continued.

" Yeah, ah guess."

Remy eyebrows furrowed with concern. Her glimmered with sadness. Almost as if she were to cry at any minute.

" What's wrong Chere?"

Snapping out of her daze, Rogue looked up at Remy.

" Nuthin, Sugah."

Still unconvinced, Remy held her chin up to his face.

" Y' know y' can tell me anyt'in right?"

" Yes, Remy."

" Den y' can tell Remy what makes y' look so sad."

Rogue blinked.

" Ah look sad?"

" Oui."

" Well ah'm not."

" Y' not a good liar, Rogue."

Rogue smirked.

" Well most people would think of that as being a good thing."

Remy frowned.

" Don't try t' avoid de question."

" Ah'm not."

" Y' are."

" Not."

" Are to."

" Am not."

" Are too."

" Am not."

" Are to."

" Am not."

" Are …."

Shaking his head at the childish argument, Remy gazed down at Rogue.

" What's been buggin' y' Chere?"

Rogue averted her gaze.

" Nuthin."

" It's got t' be sumthin."

" Will ya just drop it already?!"

" Not until y' tell Remy what's been botherin' y'."

" No."

" Oui."

" No."

" Oui."

" No."

" Oui."

Sighing exasperatedly, Rogue finally gave in.

" Fine, ah've been having dreams."

Remy cocked his eyebrows at the word "dream". He remembered the last dream she had resulted in her having a mental breakdown.

" ' Bout what?"

" Death."

Remy pulled her closer to him and leaned against the tree trunk. (A/N: yes they were under a tree, just thought you'd like to know)

" Tell Remy 'bout it."

Rogue sunk deeper into his embrace.

" Ah was running down a long hallway, it was familiar somehow… Anyways, ah had this gun

and ah was well umm..shootin' people wit' it. Don't quite know who they were."

Remy nodded and urged her to continue.

" Well, suddenly it felt like ah had been shot cuz this huge pain shot up my side and mah vision

went black. Yet somehow, ah was still able to see through scent.. Does that sound strange to

Ya?"

Remy shook his head but insisted on her continuing the story first.

" Then ah found mahself fighting a man with blond hair and blue eyes. He called me

Fate striker and told me it was mah time t' die. Ah believe ah had called him Aspen Rise."

Remy held in his breath at the name. Aspen, why would he want to kill her? Hurt her maybe but kill her? Aspen didn't strike him as someone who would kill his own sister.

" Remy?"

"Uh…Oui, Chere?"

" Who's Aspen?"

Remy opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by his brother's beckoning call. Both Rogue and Remy broke their embrace and began to walk to Henri. Remy's hand was grasped into hers as they walked.

" Y' ready t' go Henri?"

" Always."

" Den let's get goin'."

As they were walking, Rogue leaned into Remy's ear.

" Ya didn't answer mah question."

Remy looked down at Rogue and softly whispered back.

" Remy tell y' later, don' worry 'bout it Okay?"

Rogue nodded and followed Henri into town. Leaving Remy to his own thoughts.

" If dat bastard t'inks dat he gon' hurt mon Chere, he got another t'ing comin'…

I'll put mah foot so far up his ass, de water on mah knee would quench his t'irst."

Quickly catching up to Rogue, Remy swooped his arm around her waist protectively and pulled her body close to his.

" Let him try.."

Yeah baby!! That took a wee bit of time to create. I kinda had a writer's block moment. But ah think all is well now. If there was any part of this that you didn't understand, just tell me. I'll make sure you understand it, cuz things about to get hectic! PLEASE REVIEW THIS LOVELY CHAPTER!

Take note of what Rogue asks Spike earlier in the chapter. And isn't it so sad that they're dying.. Guess that's how the cookie crumbles *sniffle/sob*

Oh, well TOOT LIKE A MOOSE!

AND REVIEW LIKE THE WIND!! I NEED HELPFUL ADVICE ON HOW PYRO, WANDA, TABITHA, AND THE REST OF THE XMEN BECOME REUNITED WITH ROGUE, REMY, LOGAN , AND SPIKE!! If I don't I might not be able to write the next chapter in a while.. And that would make you unhappy, and we don't want to be unhappy do we?. . . No. I didn't think so. SO PLEASE GIVE ME AN IDEA!

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~ RoguesHeart~ *groveling*