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Warren and Betsy were the first to arrive on the jet, after Scott and Jean of course. Next Logan and Ororo, Logan was carrying Storms bag and they were talking seriously. Joseph walked up the steps next, but on his own. He put his bad in the overhead compartment with everyone else's and looked for somewhere to sit. Why did the Professor send him with the "couple group" Everyone here has been paired off" he thought grimly.

Suddenly someone bumped into him, breaking his glare at the people in front of him.

"'scuse me sugah!"

"Oh,hello Rogue! I didn't know you were in this group" I thought it was all co- all full" Joseph did not finish his first though because the sight of a familiar trench coat had caught his eye.

Rogue flashed a grin, "no such luck hon! Ya can't get rid of me that easy!" She stood on her tiptoes to try and jam her over packed bag into the small overhead compartment as she spoke. Suddenly, a partially gloved hand was placed over hers "Allow me, chere," Gambit, at a higher height, had a much easier time sliding the bag into the compartment.

Joseph turned away with a barely concealed snort, "how ridiculous" he thought "the woman has super strength and can fly! There was no need for Gambit to do that, talk  about marking your territory!" He rolled his eyes before taking a seat.

Scott, who was watching the episode from the front of the jet, caught the eye of Wolverine, who's super senses had heard the entire conversation. It was going to be a long flight.

Rogue turned around after thanking Remy who only winked in response. She sighed as she quickly took in the situation. Scott was standing in the aisle looking serious talking to Logan, also looking serious. Storm was listening and frowning slightly from her seat next to Logan.  Joseph was sitting on his own a few rows ahead, with Betsy and Warren one behind him on the opposite side of the aisle. Rogue knew she was in a predicament. Her and Remy weren't *fighting* just a little cool with each other after one of their usual rows. She was comforted by the fact that Remy had made the first move this…after all, she had hurt him this time, when he was only trying to help. To anyone else, it would have been nothing, but his assistance with her luggage said a lot. After all, she didn't need the help, but it was nice…chivalrous…all the same. If he was still angry, he would have charged it with kinetic energy and blown it up in her face. She smirked; she loved his flair. But then she remembered…Joseph…she had been talking to him when Remy approached them. Was that the motivation for his action? Which brought Rogue to her predicament. Joseph was sitting; Remy was behind her. If she sat with Joseph who had shown more than a normal interest in her ( and the entire team knew it) she would be sending a nasty signal to Remy that she was still angry with him. If she took an empty seat on her own, Remy was sure to sit with her, telling Joseph to back off. Or…a thought occurred to Rogue, Remy wouldn't sit with her at all, sending a mixed message to Rogue and telling Joseph that she was fair game, which she wasn't. She sighed. It would be much easier if she could knock their heads together and sit wherever she wanted. Or better yet…

She strode up the aisle, her heels clicking on the floor, past her and Remy's usual seat, past Logan and Ororo, past Scott, who stepped out of her way. She smiled and greeted them "Mornin, y'all! You'd wana lighten up a bit, this is supposed to be a holiday!" She came up behind the empty seat beside Joseph and kept right on walking.

"Mornin Jean!"

"Good Morning Rogue…good move"

"thanks sugah" Rogue winked at Jean as she took a seat in the copilots seat and prepared to help Jean take off. Let Scott worry about where to sit! Jean smiled, they didn't call her Rogue for nothing!

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Remy sat in the last seat and smiled to himself. Well that certainly put everyone in their place. As he looked around the plane, everyone was smirking. They had all felt the tension of the situation. Remy and Rogue hadn't imagined it. Well, everyone was smirking except Joseph, who was looking at the back of Rogues head with a blank look on his face. Remy's black and red eyes flashed "be careful, mon ami; elle est mon amour* an' you play wit fire, you gon' git burned"

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Oohh Remy gets mean! I love it! What about you guys? PLEASE REVIEW. I know it's shallow, but reviews really motivate me! I don't speak French and I know its hard for people to understand what Gambit is saying, so I will have a little reference guide on the bottom of each chapter if I think it's necessary, here's the first of many!

*my friend, she is my love.

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