Disclaimer- Don't own nuthin. Marvel owns X-men. Michelle Branch owns the song.

A/N: - Wow I take forever to update. Sorry about the wait.

"Bella?!? BELLA?!? What kind of a name is Bella?!?"

"It means beautiful. I suppose it kinda goes, doesn't it? I mean she's like called Bella, which is like the female version of beautiful, and then he's like LeBeau, which is like the male version. Its like they're meant to be or something. Don't you think so Rogue?" Kitty looked at Rogue who looked at her as if she was going to explode. " Err….what I mean is Bella, horrid name isn't that what they used to kill that guy in that film….ya know….Sandra Bullock…..Nicole Kidman….PRACTICAL MAGIC! Yup sounds like a stupid name. Your way better than her. Well I don't really know her so I don't know if your better…..but I think you might be….but what if she was really nice, I mean you can't deny that you lack in social skills Rogue."

Rogue had to physically restrain herself not to knock out the girl however she remembered the anger management sessions Logan had forced her to do and took a deep breath and started counting to ten. Kitty noticing what she was doing was out the room by 3.

Rogue sighed.

Of all the things I believe in
I just want to get it over with

This Remy thing was destroying her. She had loved him. He was….Remy. He was perfect. But now she just wanted to forget about him.

This was harder said than done. She loved everything about him from his red and black eyes to the way he couldn't pronounce "th" correctly.

She told herself that she shouldn't get so worked up- he was just a guy. But he was her guy.

But she had to let go. She wouldn't let him make her cry. She wouldn't let him win. He wasn't worth it….honest. Who was she kidding? It had been 9 hours 29 minutes and 33…make that 34 seconds since she had found out that he had a girlfriend and she was already a mess. Hell she was even counting the seconds. 9 hours 29 minutes and 47 seconds.

Tears from behind my eyes
but I do not cry
Counting the days that past me by

10 hours 43 minutes and 53 seconds. He wasn't home yet. He hadn't called

"Rogue it's okay," Jean assured her. After the news had spread as it normally did around the entire mansion. "It's Remy. He loves you. He'll do whatever he needs to do to get you back when he realises what a stupid mistake he made."

Rogue glared, as was her nature. What did Miss I'm-a-natural-red-honestly know about anything? She'd never had a relationship this complicated. She and Wonder Boy Scott Summers lives just fell perfectly into place no matter what they did.

Besides Rogue was sick of the stupid games. The stupid ways they embarrassed themselves-mainly through song. Surely if they were meant to be then they would "be" by now rather than her being stuck in her room and him off with some call girl called "Bella". Well he wasn't the only one that could move on.

I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old
Looks like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend and I say

10 hours 58 minutes and 25 seconds

Rogue walked out the mansion and onto the grounds with a new sense of power and walked straight into a 7ft 5 inches metal wall. Not remembering the mansion having a metal wall in the garden. Rogue looked up to see she was now facing the X-men's newest Russian recruit, Colossus. Rogue looked up. She had never notice how muscular he was before. Or how shiny. With the sun glinting on his six pack he was very…..impressive. She was supposed to be moving on. Colossus looked…stable to say the least.

"Hey Petey," she said in a seductive voice that sounded completely out of character. "Wanna go for a drink?"

"I vould love to," the towering Russian replied.

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I love
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

She would have get over Remy one way or another and as the old expression you just have to get back in the saddle and Rogue was defiantly looking forward to the ride.

"Goodbye Remy," she muttered as Piotr took her had and led her away.

"…and den dis bitch fired me because apparently ya don't throw out plates once ya've used them yer meant to clean dem or something so anyway to cut a long story short, Papa hired one of de assassins to kill her…..Remy cher are ya even listening t'me?!?"

The answer to that would of course be no as Remy had had to endure what felt like 10 hours of Bella going on about all the people her papa had killed because they annoyed her. This was a regular occurrence for the daughter of the leader of the New Orleans Assassins guild. Remy had had to put up with it since elementary school. In fact the only thing that was keeping Remy's eyes actually open was the fact that Bella had recently invested her papa's money getting her breasts enlarged so now they were almost as big as Remy's head.

"Bella," Remy finally asked , "why are you here? What do you want from me?"

Bella pretended to pout ,"Cher ya wound me! Is it a crime t'visit ma old ami?"

Remy laughed bitterly in response, "Bella, everyt'ings a crime as far as yer concerned, and as far as Remy was concerned we was never old friends. Y'gonna tell me why ya called me here?"

Bella dropped the cute act and stared directly into his red and black eyes. "Cher, we got a weddin t'plan."