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"And so, while the music of the medieval times was a form of entertainment it was also a powerful medium to pass history down to others and it was a way of getting news of one place to the other. This is because songs were often sung of important news and events around the land like the birth of a new king or a politically important marriage."

Rogue finished what she was writing on the board and turned around to gage her student's reactions to what she had just said. She fought back a dismayed look as she did so. Her students, for their part looked uninterested in everything except what was going on outside the classroom windows and Rogue didn't blame them a bit. The sky was the color of slate and although it was still early, thick snow flakes had begun to fall the night before and hadn't stopped, so the ground around the Institute was rapidly becoming covered with white powder.

"Look," she said as she tossed her chalk down in the tray. "Ah know your all discouraged because of the snow and all but Ah gotta get through this, cause it's gonna be on your final exam."

"We can't help it," Pyro called out. "It's depressing."

"Yeah, it's only the end of November." Siryn called out as well. "We had a football game scheduled for this afternoon again St. Colin's Prep, now what are we going to do?"

"Beat them next year?" Rogue suggested as her students booed. "And besides, tomorrow is the first of December, we've got worse snow earlier then this before and ya'll haven't gone spacey on me."

"Yeah but that was when it went away," Siryn said "This is staying" The red headed Irish girl giggled. "I would have thought being from the South, you would have found the snow depressing."

"Ah do," Rogue assured her "But that don't mean we can just stop what we're learning here, you all know that."

She was grateful for the distraction as she noticed someone at her classroom door, waiting for her in the hallway. "Ah want those notes copied down by the time Ah get back in here,' she said heading for the door. " Or else Ah'll make sure it's on the exam as an essay question."

Her students groaned and she laughed as she slipped out into the hall

… And right into Remy's waiting arms.

"Remy!" she exclaimed with a laugh as he swept her up unexpectedly. "What are you doing Sugah?"

"This," he said, kissing her through her neck scarf, thrilling her as she kissed him back.

"My students can see us," she said as they broke apart.

"So?" he said with a grin at her serious expression. "Sorry, chere, Remy just had this powerful urge to kiss you and it couldn't wait until later."

"Really?" she said, mock seriously.

" Well," he said with an acknowledging nod " And to tell you there's a team meeting after classes are done for the day, Xavier wants to fill us in on what he's found out about the mutant that attacked the jet." He grinned again. "But mostly it was because I really wanted ta kiss you."

"Where are your students?" she asked, trying not to act like he'd flustered her . "Your supposed ta be teaching right now?"

He coughed into his hand and cocked his head at her, giving her yet another pleading grin. "Remy let them out early."

"Remy!" She said in a low tone as she laughed. "You're not supposed ta do that!"

"They weren't concentrating anyhow!" he said " Dis snow has got them all riled up, worse as Remy's ever seen and in da shop that can lead to someone getting hurt."

" Good point," She said as she tweaked the fabric of his black knit sweater. " Have Ah told you today how good looking you are?" she asked as she inspected his black pants and top.

" Now!," he said wagging a finger at her. " You keep doing that your gonna inflated my ego, darlin."

"And jus when Ah was trying to inflate something else,' she said leaning into him suggestively.

"Naughty girl," he chastised as he wrapped his arms around her. "You keep on behaving like dat and Santa ain't gonna bring you any presents."

"There's only one present Ah want," she said leaning in close to his ear as she moved against him. "And Ah ain't gonna find it gift wrapped under any tree Cajun."

He groaned. "Unless you want to give your history class an impromptu lesson in human anatomy, Remy thinks he'd better steer this conversation else where."

"Ah can't help it," she said drawing a ragged breath as she moved against him. "It's jus…hard is all."

" Tell me 'bout it," he muttered then coughed again at her look. "That ain't what you meant?"

" No," she said as he wrapped his arms around her and she let her hand flit by the front of his pants. " But now that you mention it…"

"Don't," he groaned as he steered them farther down the hall, away from the prying eyes of her teen students. " Now, what were you saying?"

Instead of answering, she leaned up and kissed him as he backed her up against the nearest wall, and pressed her against it. His braced one arm on the wall and let the other cup her breast as the kiss continued.

When they finally broke apart she settled her arms around his neck, and stared up at him with a grin. " What Ah was going ta say Sugah, was that we haven't been able to get time along together since that night on the jet, and that was two weeks ago."

" Remy knows," he said with a sigh. " It seems like everyone but us, has had plans for our time." He stroked her arm lightly " Every time Remy gets you alone, one of us has ta go."

She nodded, and leaned against him, resting her head on his chest. " It's starting ta get ta me too," she said, glancing up at him. " Ah want you so badly Ah can't stand it, it's driving me stir crazy."

" Same here," he said " And that's another reason Remy wanted ta talk to you,"

" Why?" she said.

" Remy was wondering what your doing for Christmas break?", he asked.

" Ah don't know," she said as she brushed a strand of hair out of his eyes. " Why?"

" Well Scooter and Jean got this place in Colorado, some sort of ski cabin," he said.

" So?" she asked as she glanced over her shoulder, down the hall to where her students could be heard chatting loudly.

" So," he said " Dare going up there for the week before Christmas, and dey asked if you and I wanted ta go." He grinned. " Now, Remy's already said he'd go, alone, but as a couple, he wanted to talk to you 'bout it first."

" Ah week away." She said uncertainly.

"Everyone's going somewhere for the week before Christmas, and den we're all coming back here for Christmas Eve and day. Apparently Wheel's throwing a party on Christmas even or something" he said. "Storm's going ta Kenya, Kitty and Cannonball are going ta New Orleans, Xavier's going ta Mueir Island, and Jubilee and Wolverine, well they compromised."

"Compromised?" she said as she tried to collect her thoughts.

He nodded. "Wolverine wanted ta go winter camping in Alberta, and Jubilee wanted ta go to the Bahamas."

"So what happened?"

"Well," he said with a laugh and a shake of his head "Damndest thing I have ever seen, Wolvie wasn't going ta back down an inch, until from what Remy can gather, Jubilee showed him the Bikini she had been planning ta wear."

"And then they compromised?" Rogue asked.

"Yup," he said "Their going ta the Bahamas on the red eye tonight."

Rogue laughed "Ah'll bet."

"So it would be just us?" she asked as she leaned her head against his chest and breathed in his scent.

"Definitely," He said "Jus da four of us," he gave her a heated glace. " And more importantly, at times, jus da two of us." He grinned. "It's a real vacation, chere, jus think, you, me, a couple bottles of wine and a nice fire in da fireplace. It be good for us, non?"

It would, she knew it would, but she was scared as well. She knew that if she went with him, it wouldn't be like the way she normally vacationed. There would be no separate rooms, or connecting doors. He was asking her to go away with him, to share his bed for a week, something she'd rarely ever done before and never with someone she cared for as much as him.

He saw the look in her eyes, saw the hurt and sadness lingering there and it made him want to throttle Bobby Drake all the more. " Look," he said as he pulled her close again. " Remy ain't trying ta pressure you, if ya don't want to go we don't have ta. Remy'd be just as happy ta stay here."

" No!", she said, looking up at him. " It's jus that, Ah've never gone away with anyone before. With mah mutation, it always seemed too dangerous, too risky."

" Or at least dat's what Drake told ya," he said with a sigh. '"I told you before Rogue, I ain't him, don't compare us." He stroked her hair as he spoke. "Remy knows the way he treated you, that he never touched you the way you needed to be, that sex was probably functional and all 'bout him and not you."

" How do you know that?', she asked, because it was true. Sex with Bobby had always been a chore, a job that he'd wanted to get over with for fear of touching her skin. Not at all like the way things had gone so far with Remy, they hadn't even made love yet and yet she felt closer to him then she ever had with Bobby.

" Your body told me," he said simply. " By the way you moved when I touched you, the way you needed it so badly." He grinned. " You had no idea you could even feel half the things you did."

She nodded, and he kissed the top of her head. " It won't be like it was with him, with me ,Remy promises, Mon Coeur." He hugged her tightly. " It'll be better."

" Ah know," she said. " Ah jus, don't know how to…" her voice trailed off and she looked away, suddenly feeling very shy and insecure. " Like Ah said, Ah've never gone away with anyone before."

" Den don't answer now," he said straightening up. " Think 'bout it and tell me later, ya got plenty of time to let Remy know chere."

With that he leaned in and kissed her quickly through her neck scarf, and then he was gone, leaving her standing alone in the hallway as the bell rang and students began to stream out of the classrooms and head for the recreational areas of the school.

"Hey," Storm said as she came up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright?"

"Oh Ororo," she said with a sigh as they started for the staff lounge. "Am Ah ever?"

Reaching the lounge a few moments later, Storm and Rogue found only Jean and Scott cuddled together on one of the couches as they waited for the others to arrive to the meeting.

"Hey guys," Rogue said as she moved to sit in one of the over stuffed chairs.

"Hey," Jean said guiltily as she and Scott broke apart. "The Professor said to say; he'll be a few moments late, something's happening in Washington and he's in on the conference call."

"Ahright," Rogue said "It's not like we've all got someplace else ta be."

"So how was everyone's classes today?" Scott asked.

"Fine," Rogue said as she toyed with a pen on the coffee table. "Jumpy as hell because of the snow, but other then that…" She shrugged. "Ah think they'll all be grateful for Christmas break."

"We all will," Jean said as she leaned back against the couch. "Speaking of, did Remy mention the cabin to you?" she smiled. "Because Scott and I would really like it if you went with us."

"Vaguely," Rogue said "Ah only saw him for am minute today; he pulled me out of class to talk to me."

"Oh," Jean said "You should come with us; it's a lot of fun. Scott and I go every year"

"Yeah," Scott said "There's good skiing and hiking, and the cabin's on Great Basin Lake, so there's good skating if you like that"

"And the town nearby is great too, lots of good restaurants and shops."

"Are you two trying to convince me to go?" Rogue asked.

"Duh," Jean said. "Where have you been for the last five minutes?"

Plus it would be a good place for you and the Cajun to spice things up.

Jean's voice sounded in her head as Rogue looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

Really, I mean it. All the rooms have King sized beds, there's a Jacuzzi, and a fur rug in front of the fire place. Lots of places for you and Remy to have a good time.

"Jean," Rogue's voice took on a warning note as she chewed on the end of her pen.

" What?" Jean asked innocently a she picked up a piece of the paper and began to read it.

I'm serious, there are enough places in that cabin to make a girl scream, well… anything. Trust me, Scott and I will make sure to give you two plenty of space, so you can ah…explore shall we say?

"Jean"

What? Honey, don't take this the wrong way but you need to spend a week where all you get to see is the bedroom ceiling. Did I mention all the bedrooms have mirrors on the ceilings?

Rogue nearly inhaled her pen, as she shot Jean another look but Jean just glanced over the top of her paper and smiled, raising an eyebrow as she did so.

Not to mention all the rooms have their own fireplaces, not that you and the Cajun will need any more heat then your already giving off.

ENOUGH!!!

Jean let out a yelp like a strangled cat, as Rogue thought startled her, and jumped tossing the paper over her shoulder as she did so. "Sorry," she managed to cough out as Scott looked at her in alarm. "Muscle spasm."

Ouch, touchy subject. Did I hit a nerve?

Touch is the key word there, Sugah, now let's drop the subject.

Luckily, it was then that, Beast, Gambit, Cannonball, and Kitty came into the room followed by the Professor. Remy grinned at her and plopped down beside her in the chair, eventually taking up enough space so she was sitting on his lap, leaning against his chest.

"Good we're all here," Xavier said as he wheeled himself into the room and behind his desk. "Then let's not waste anytime and get started shall we?" He cleared his throat. "Shall we take care of school matters first?" Everyone nodded in agreement. "Good."

He picked up a cup of tea Jean had poured for him and took a sip. "How are classes going then?"

"Fairly good," Storm said, accepting a cup from Jean. "At least from my end."

"Like Ah said before the students are rowdy 'cause of the snow," Rogue said "But even then it's not as bad as Ah've seen it in the past."

"Yes," Xavier said. "I noticed my physics class seemed more energized then usual." He chuckled. "I had hoped it was the subject matter that had them excited."

"I, for one, find the snow refreshing," Ororo said.

"You would," Scott said. "You're not the one who has to shovel it."

"Anyways," Jean said, effectively changing the subject. "Now that I've got you all here. I'd like to bring up the topic of… dat ta da da…flu shots."

As if on cue everyone groaned, even the Professor, and Jean laughed. "Oh come on, you all know it's important. The students all have to be vaccinated, and so do all of you. Now since, Logan and Jubilee escaped, two weeks early to the Bahamas I already did them but I need all of you to come in a some point and get a shot. Plus I'm going to need help rounding up and vaccinating the students."

"Honey, do you remember the fiasco we had last year?" Scott said. "Students hiding, running, not to mention Siryn?"

"Oh, your just saying that because she threw up on you," Rogue said.

"Yeah, and that was before the shot!" Scott said.

"We'll send Colossus in with her," Storm said. "He's her boyfriend; let him take care of her."

"Tell him not to wear a good shirt," Scott said huffily.

"Guys," Jean said with a laugh. "I really need help with this; I want to do it as soon as possible. Nobody wants to be sick over the holidays."

"Ah'll help," Rogue said with a sigh. "Just point and tell me where you need me."

"With the younger kids," Jean spoke up. "They'll need a comforting presence, not that you not soft and comforting Hank."

"No offense taken," Hank said. "Although my resemblance to a macabre blue plushie has helped me in the past when it comes to the younger children."

"Maybe," Jean said "But what I really need is…"

"A women?" Storm put in.

"Exactly," Jean said. "The kids just need a women's presence to keep them calm."

"Well then Ah'm your girl," Rogue said.

"Excellent," Xavier said "And how are the students faring in response to exams?"

"Ahright," Gambit said. "Although the shop students always seem overly confident, for some reason." He shot Scott a look. "Remy wonder's why?"

"Their preparing the way they always do," Kitty said.

"By slacking off, yelling, not paying attention, and partying all night?" Rogue asked.

"Exactly," Kitty grinned. "But we've set up study halls and tutorials to help the ones who need it, the new schedules are posted in my office in guidance." As the school's new head of guidance and counseling, it was Kitty's job to make sure the student's mental welling was taken care of, as much as it was Jean's to make sure their physical well being was. She frowned. "I'm seeing more students then normal for stress relief techniques, I've almost run out of pamphlets to give them though."

"It is a stressful time of year," Beast said. "It might bode well to have some classes or workshops to help the students. They'd certainly provide more information then pamphlets." He winced. "No offense Kathryn."

"None taken," Kitty said brightly. "I was actually going to suggest the same thing." She grinned. "If you ever call me by my full name again, however, I'll shave you while you sleep."

"Thank you for the sage advice." He said as he set his tea cup down on the coffee table. "Now back to matters at hand."

"I think it would be a good idea to run the students through am mandatory stress relief course," Jean said as she wrote it in her notes. "I know other prep schools run them with great success, and that's for normal students, and not students who have to deal with a mutation, and exams."

"I'll set something up then," Xavier said. "Kitty, Jean, Storm, as the teachers, most in charge of the student's general welfare I'd like your help and input."

"No problem," Kitty said as she leaned against Cannonball.

"I'm in," Jean said. "Of course,"

"Gladly," Storm said. "If it helps the students."

"Excellent," Xavier said. "Now, on to team business."

He cleared his throat. "I'm pleased to say the Senator is recovering well, much better then could be expected. He may even walk again with rehabilitation."

"Pretty good for a guy listed as stone cold in the beginning," Scott said.

"Indeed," Xavier said.

"And the mutant that attacked da jet?" Remy asked as he took out his cards and began to shuffle them. "What we know 'bout him?"

"Much more," Xavier admitted. "I've been able to track him through Cerebro; he's a ...interesting character to say the least." He clicked a button on his chair and a picture of a muscular male looking mutent appeared on the screen. "His name is Dragoon, and he can take the raw kinetic energy of the Earth itself and convert it into usable energy, that's how he attacked the jet from the ground."

"Shouldn't we be going to get him?" Scott said. "For questioning?"

"No," Xavier said. "Mr. Dragoon is already in the hands of the CIA, he was taken into custody yesterday for string of rapes and bank robberies in the Washington area."

"And they sent the CIA in?" Storm said. "Since when does that happen?"

"Since the Presidents daughter is suspected of being one of the women he attacked." Xavier said as he shut the picture down. 'He's volatile, moody, angry, violent and completely mentally unstable."

"So he's Logan essentially?" Scott asked as Jean smacked him. "What I'm just saying?"

"How'd he get the plans for the jet?" Rogue asked. "He'd have had to have an inside source."

"I'm afraid he's working with one of our own former team mates," Xavier told her gently. "Someone who's parted company with the team on rather bad terms recently."

Rogue got the picture immediately and dropped her head in her hands for a moment as her heart constricted and almost came up in her throat, before sighing and glancing back at the Professor. "It's Bobby, that's what your saying, ain't it?" She shook her head as Remy held her close.

"Figures."

Hours later, Rogue was curled on the couch in the media room with a bowl of popcorn, waiting for one of her favorite old movies to come on. She was dressed in her favorite black silk pajama's, consisting of a black t-top and a pair of silk shorts with a sheer body stocking underneath, and had wrapped a comfortable blanket around her shoulders as she watched silently.

"Come on Bogy," she whispered as Casablancastarted. "Cheer me up." Her mind was absent though as what the Professor had said earlier ran through it, and she sighed and lowered her head onto her arm, closing her eyes as she did so.

"Hey"-

She opened her eyes as Remy came into the media room, dressed in his favorite ripped jeans and a white t-shirt shutting the door behind him as he did so. He stared at her, concerned she could tell, and she smiled weakly at him, motioning him to sit with her. He did, stretching out on the couch beside her silently, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her temple, through her hair as she leaned against him.

"You feeling any better?" he asked quietly as the movie began.

"Not really," she admitted. "Although you being here, brightens mah mood considerably."

"Thank you," he said, hugging her.

"It just," she said then stopped for a moment as she looked up at him. "It just sounds like something Bobby would do ta get back at me, is all." She sighed. "Ah wouldn't put it past him a bit."

Remy nodded. "And it bothers ya?"

"Of course," she said, "But not in the way you think."

"How then," he said tucking a strand of white hair behind her ear.

"He's hurting my friends," she said. "Even if it's by proxy, he could have killed us all. Ah don't care about mahself but if any of the others had gotten hurt or killed…" she shook her head. "If you had gotten hurt or killed," Her voice took on a whispered tone as she leaned her head against the solid wall of his chest. "Ah never would have forgiven mahself."

"Well we didn't", he said firmly. "So let's drop that subject entirely."

"What if he comes after us again?" she asked softly. "What then?"

"Den we deal with it," Remy said simply.

"And tonight?" she said as she leaned into him more, loving the heat his body gave off.

"Tonight, Mon Petite Coeur, we watch old movies, and gorge ourselves on popcorn," he said. "And we forget 'bout everything but us, jus for a little while."

"Ah like that plan," she said softly as an idea took hold. "But Ah have ah better one."

"What?" he said curiously.

"How's about not watching the movie and jus concentrating on us for a while," she said as she tipped her face up towards his.

"Remy could like that plan girl," he said as he skimmed her breasts with agile hands. "What exactly did you have in mind?"

"Oh you know," she said, putting everything else but them out of her mind firmly as she wound a covered arm around his neck, and drew him close. "Ah little of this, Ah little of that…"

"And a whole lot of heat," he murmured.

"We need it tonight Sugah," she said gesturing to the snow still falling thickly outside.

"Den let's just see how much heat we can make ta keep ourselves warm," he said as he reached for the black silk scarf he now always carried on his person, for just that reason. He tipped her chin towards him and kissed her through the scarf, sliding his gloved hands into her hair as the kiss intensified.

Her body hummed, already on overload from their meeting in the hallway earlier, and responded to him immediately, bowing up as the blanket slipped off her shoulders, and she returned his kiss with every fiber and nuance of her being.

She turned her body so she was facing him, and they were lying stretched out facing each other, him on his side and her on her back. He reached up to stroke her breast through the silk fabric of her top, delighting when he could feel how hard her nipples had become. He massaged her gently; she arched her back, begging for more as sensations began to build within her. She covered his hand with hers, urging him on as they continued to kiss, breaking apart for a mere fraction of a second to breathe.

She could feel him against her leg through the fabric of the jeans he was wearing, and she ground against him as he groaned, letting her know exactly how badly he wanted her. "Rogue," he panted as they broke apart, "Honey…"

"What?" she said with a grin. "Ya don't think I'm gonna let you miss out do ya?"

"Never" he said as they kissed again.

When they finally broke apart, and he removed the scarf separating them, he began to kiss down her neck, (thankful for the body stocking she was wearing immensely) lowering the thin strap of her t-top with his teeth as he continued down her shoulder, before taking her hardened nipple into his moth and sucking gently as she gasped and arched against him.

With his free hand, he slipped lower, finding the waist of her shorts and slipping a hand inside, (thrilled to find she was only wearing a stocking beneath them) finding her hot and wet, and more then ready for him as he began to stroke her.

She cried out softly as sparks shot through her, and she met his burning eyes, feeling as she herself were burning from the inside out as she ground against his hand. She hungered for his touch more then she ever thought she could, and for a moment she closed her eyes as she was overwhelmed with an ocean of sensation flooding at her at once. "Remy," she gaped as he stoked the swollen nub that controlled all she was feeling. "Oh, God, Remy don't stop."

"I'm not Rogue," he murmured thickly, feeling his own body tighten in response to her reaction. His blood was thrumming, crashing around as if he was caught in a whirligig. He was hard as a board, almost to the point of pain, he wanted her so badly and he didn't know how much longer he could last without being inside of her. He continued to stroke her as he eased a finger into her heat; gritting his teeth as he felt how tight she, knowing how badly she wanted him as he dipped his fingers in and out of her.

She whimpered, turning her face into his shoulder to muffle her cries, and he knew she was close to coming, as close as he was or closer, and suddenly he knew he couldn't wait any longer. He pulled away for an instant, and scooped her up, knowing the damed couch was too small and their room was too far away as far as he was concerned, and looked around for the first place he could find.

The pool table caught his eye, and he carried her to it, still wrapped in the blanket, lowering her gently onto its surface as she gazed up at him, eyes glaze in passion. It wasn't what he had wanted for their first time, he'd wanted it to be romantic, he'd wanted to seduce her but it was clear fate had had different plans.

"This is Logan's pool table," she gasped up at him, as she fought to stay in control.

"So what?" he said as he kissed her through her hair.

" He just had it cleaned and re-felted." She said with a laugh.

" So we're breaking it in for him and Jubilee," he said as he stroked her. He leaned in close, and gave her a once over. "Don't worry, chere, Remy won't tell him if you won't."

" Deal," she said with a sexy grin.

"Rogue," he said as he joined her on the blanket. " Remy has ta ask, are you sure, because we can stop if you want?"

"Stop?" she whispered as she skimmed him with her hands and he groaned, "Are you kidding me?" She arched against him, catching his hand and pressing it to her breast. " Not if mah life depended on it Cajun."

He laughed, and then lowered his eyed o her. " Remy thinks we need ta get rid of some of dem cloths," he said as they kissed again. She quickly shimmed out of her top and helped him remove his shirt, (tossing them aside without a care as to where they landed) and then began to work the buttons on his jeans, running her hands over the stiff length off him as she did so.

" You're killing me," he said as she stroked the length of him with a softly gloved hand. " But what a way ta die!"

Soon they were both nude, the total covering her body stocking provided giving them the freedom they needed to see each other and explore safely. " Remy," she whispered when she could take no more. "Do you have a …" she voice trailed off as he grinned ruefully and reached for his jeans, pulling several condoms from the back pocket.

"Been carrying them around ever since the jet," he murmured as he ripped the top of the packet off of one with his teeth. "Just in case."

"Very good thinking," she whispered as she took the condom from him, and cupping him gently in her hand, sheathed him carefully.

He leaned in and kissed her silently through the scarf, skimming her breast with a shaking hand, feeling the steady thump of her heartbeat under his palm, and then groaning as he felt his body tighten in need.

A moment later, when he knew nether of them could take it anymore; he leaned over her and fused their bodies together with one slow stroke. His eyes flashed to hers, locking to her and the emotions that were playing across her face and through her body.

For a moment, neither of them moved, they stayed locked together, unable to move or even breathe as they continued to gaze at each other. Then Rogue clenched around him, drawing him tighter into the hot silky sheath of her body, as she arched a leg over his hip and wound an arm around his neck, drawing him close as she gasped.

" Ro-Rogue,' he gasped as he choked out her name, and then began to move in and out of her slowly, setting the tempo as she ground her hips against his and arched her back, drawing him deeper still.

She could feel her body bowing up ward as sensations rocked through her, and all she wanted to do was keep him close to her, as close as possible, and never let go. She leaned up and kissed him through her scarf, putting all the need she had behind it as she fought to stay with him and not fly off on her own. " Remy," she whispered, as she rested her forehead against his, and a gloved hand on the back of his neck.

" Mon Belle Chere," he whispered to her in French. " Mon Belle Amour," He continued on whispering erotic things in French as he reached between them and began to stroke her again, finding her core, and teasing her mercilessly as he thrust faster within her.

She cried out, and went rigid against him as she began to come, drowning in wave after wave of pleasure as she buried her face in his shoulder to muffle her cries. She felt as if she'd been spun away in circles as her body spasmed over and over again, then just as she seemed to be coming down he pressed a finger against her and almost immediately she flew off again as her heart raced madly.

He came an instant later, groaning as he thrust once more again, and then crying her name as he collapsed against her, rolling to the side at the last moment so he wouldn't crush her.

For a moment, nether said anything as they stayed locked together, wrapped tightly in each others arms, trying to sort the feelings colliding through them silently as he kissed her temple, and pulled her against his chest. It had never been like that for ether of them before,(And for Remy that was saying a lot) and nether knew exactly what to make of that. It had been different and for Rogue, it wad the way things should have been but weren't in the past. For Remy, it was a feeling of contentment, of being with someone he wanted to be with and never leave.

And even though, he'd only been with her a few months as he watched her try to catch her breath, he knew suddenly he was falling in love with her, more then he ever had been with anyone before. It thrilled him and scared him to death as he stroked her hair in the now dark of Media room.

Rouge was feeling the same things, only she was feeling a sense of wonder as well. A wonder she'd found someone to be with that didn't judge her, who looked past her mutation, and saw her for a change, the southern girl from Caldecott County she had been before her mutation took over her life, instead of a body stocking and a pair of gloves.

She was just drifting off to sleep, blissfully unaware that anyone, student or teacher could walk in and find them on Logan's prize pool table, when all of a sudden a voice sounded in the darkness, making her laugh as she snuggled against him.

"Damn, Chere, Logan's gonna kill us if he ever finds out 'bout dis one."

"On the pool table?' Jean said in amazement as she laid a tray of ready vaccines on a table. "You mean the one in the North Media room?"

"That's the one, Sugah," Rogue said, covering them discreetly with a sterile towel as she checked over her charts.

"That's Logan's table," Jean said with a laugh and a wince.

"Ah know," Rogue said as she moved on to the next table. They had a little over half an hour before students started coming in to get their flu shots and still had a lot of ground to cover before they could open for business.

"It's his prized possession," Jean said with a laugh. "He doesn't even like the student's eating within a five foot radius of it, can you imagine what will happen if he finds out you had sex on it, even once." She coughed discreetly. "It was just once right?"

Rogue winced, as she tossed her clip board aside. "Yeah, jus once,' she said as she blushed and pushed her hair out of her eyes. " Or maybe two or three once's. Ah lost count after that until we moved up to mah room."

"Rogue!" Jean said with a laugh. "He's gonna kill you if he ever finds out."

"Ah know," Rogue said with another bashful grin. "But it's not like Ah planned for our first time ta be on his pool table, or any pool table for that matter. It jus happened is all, it wasn't planned."

"And Logan can pick up scents for weeks after they've been," Jean said. "So he's gonna know that someone had sex on Rosie, and that it was you and Gambit.'

"Jean you're not helping me here," Rogue said as she opened another coolers of vaccine's and began to set them out.

"Sorry," Jean said as she pulled on her lab coat "It's just, I can't believe you actually had sex on the pool table."

"Are you saying you and Scott have never," Rogue wiggled her eyebrows at her friend in suggestion. "Anywhere around the school."

"No," Jean admitted and watched as Rogue waited for her to elaborate. "Okay, so the garden a few times, the South wing media room couch once, and," She coughed. "Scott's tool bench in the auto shop more then a few times, as well as the desk in his office."

"See," Rogue said as the picked up on something "The media rooms around here see more action then the back seat of a Corvette." She shook her head. "Ah don't know, Ah don't regret it at all but you know, it's just the whole morning after approach Ah guess." She looked around, wanting to change the subject badly before she got anymore confused.

"Ah can't believe you arranged all this in less then a day. Ah mean, you even got two health nurses to come in and help give the injections. How did you manage this, and whose idea was it to use the gym as a clinic?"

"Actually it was Scott's idea," Jean admitted. "He also thought of bringing the kids in by class, and not telling them about the shots until it was tool late for them to escape." She grinned. "Oops, I mean, until it was tool late for them to back out." She shrugged her shoulder. "It wasn't too hard to get the vaccines in time or the nurses; they're both former students who volunteered once they learned we needed help."

She sighed. "I guess we're ready here, you can go ahead and call the first few classes down if you want."

"Ahright," Rogue said as she moved away. "Jean?"

"Hmmm?"

"Logan named his pool table Rosie?"

It was just after noon when Gambit came in with his youngest class, and Rogue had already been swatted at twice, barley missed getting thrown up on once and had been sworn at some many times by irate students that she'd lost count. Not to mention the fact that the gym now boasted an open air wall that one of the students had thoughtfully knocked out on his way out of the gym the hard way as he escaped the needle happy red head leading the troupe of immunizers.

"Ahright now," he said to the assumed group of youngsters. "Go line up over there, and make sure ya all got your immunization cards from da front table so Dr. Grey can sign them and it can go on your records."

The group of students he was leading were aged seven to nine, the youngest the school had, and they comprised his Fundamentals of Shop class, which was to say they basically watched as he taught them the various components of cars and how they worked.

"We don't want to get needles," One little boy complained loudly.

"It's for your own good," Gambit said "Its better ta get da needle then ta gets sick over Christmas." He smiled reassuringly. "Besides, Dr. Grey, and Dr. McCoy know what their doin, won't hurt a bit, you won't even feel it."

He glanced around as he spoke, catching sight of Beast giving an older teen her shot, and giving her a tooth reassuring smile that seemed to scare her more then the needle ever would, there was two nurses giving needles as well and Rogue…

He stopped as he caught sight of her, remembering the night before and stopping before he embarrassed himself in front of the kids by having a huge grin on his face. He watched as she comforted one of the younger kids, a girl clearly afraid, that he recognized as one of her own students. She settled the girl on her lap, stroking her hair as she murmured words of comfort, turning the child's face away with a gloved hand so she wouldn't see the nurse coming at her with the needle.

It made a touching picture from his point of view and gave him an insight into what Rogue's personality, her real personality not the one's she'd absorbed was like. A kind, caring person, willing to help others but heaven help anyone if they ever got her mad or got in front of some one she loved or cared about. She caught his eyes for a moment as she gave the small child a hug as she cringed at the needle's sting, and smiled at him over the top of the child's head. Out of the blue, He had a sudden flash of her holding another small child on her lap, a boy with her auburn hair and eyes like his only bright green instead of red…

"Don't you think that's a good idea Remy?"

Jean's voice cut in on his thoughts, and he shook his head light as the picture of Rogue with their own child faded from his mind. "What?" he said. "Sure, I guess."

"Great," Jean said with a grin as she began to lead him off to he nearest table and chairs set up. "So you'll get your shot first so the kids can see theirs is nothing to be afraid of, and then I'll move on to them."

"What!" he said, looking back over his shoulder at the students looking at him in awe? "Remy didn't agree to this, not at all."

"You just did," Jean reminded him.

"Well I wasn't thinking," He protested.

"I know what you were thinking about," she reminded him as she sorted through the staff files for his chart. "You have to get a shot anyways, you might as well get it now and then your students can see it's nothing at all."

"Remy don't need a shot," he protested, trying to think of a way to get out of this fast. "He never gets sick."

"All the staff has to be immunized,' she informed him. " It's a health regulation. Besides your students look up to you, you wouldn't want to disappoint them would you?"

"You're devious Red," he said as she began to swab his arm. "Has anyone ever told you that?"

"Scott," she said, floating a needle from the nearby trey to her hand "All the time, trust me." She grinned. "Oh come on, it's not like your afraid or anything is it?"

"No," Remy said with a false grin. He hated needles more then anything in his life, they petrified the living hell right out of him. "Of course not."

'You are, aren't you?" she said with a decidedly unprofessional grin and he was glad the students were out of ear shot. "The Ragen Cajun, one of the toughest guys I know, is afraid of needles, wait until Rogue hears this one."

"Remy is not," he said through clenched teeth.

"Is what?' Rogue said as she came up to them, and smiled down at Remy.

"Nothing," Remy said gruffly.

"He's afraid of needles," Jean informed her gleefully.

"You're a doctor, are you supposed to take pleasure in people's fears like this?" he ground out.

"So you are afraid?" Jean asked with a shake of her head as she uncapped the needle. "You, and Logan, what is it with tough guys, being afraid of a little pinch like a flu shot?"

"Loganwas afraid to get a shot?" Rogue said as she stroked the back of Remy's neck.

"Petrified," Jean informed her. "Jubilee had to drag him to my office to get his."

"I can't see Jubilee dragging Logan anywhere," Rogue said.

"You'd be surprised at how much strength that little one has over him," Remy said. "Ouch!"

"Done," Jean said as she tossed the needle in the nearby receptacle. "See, told you it was nothing to fuss over." She smiled and gestured to her left at an area lined with chairs. "I need you to go sit over there for in the waiting area for fifteen minutes, Rogue'll take you over, and then you can go do what ever you want." She handed him a yellow sheet off of a stack. "These are they symptoms you can experience within the next 72 hours that are normal, come see me if you feel ill after that."

"Come on," Rogue told him as he rose carefully and she took him by the arm and began to lead him off.

"What happened ta the wall?" he asked, gesturing to the large jagged hole.

"Oh," she waved a hand dismissively. "Do you remember that plan of Scott's to have Colossus take care of Siryn?"

"Yeah," he said.

"Well it didn't exactly work out," she surmised "On an ironic note, turns out Peter is petrified of needles more then she is. That wall was taken out as a convenient escape route apparently. Scott's out looking for them as we speak."

She gesture to a vacant chair nearest them as the next group of students came in and began to line up. "Have a seat, I'll catch you later."

"Wait," he called as his head swam a bit and he sat down quickly, cursing himself as he did so. By the time he'd looked up she was gone, already in the melee of Storm's biology senior students.

Twenty minutes later, Rogue was heading past the closed curtain areas that they were using for some of the students with severe mutations like her own, on her way to get more bandages from the lab when all of a sudden an arm reached out threw the curtains and grabbing her, pulled her into the enclosed space, pulling the curtain closed behind her as they did so.

"What the,"- She said with a laugh as she met a pair of red eyes laughing at her all on their own. "Remy!"

"What?' he said innocently.

"This is the second time in two days you've sequestered me alone when my students are right out there." she said gesturing. "You must be feeling better."

He was touched she'd noticed that the shot had made him dizzy, even if it was only for a moment.

"I haven't seen you all day," he said as she wound her arms around his neck.

"You saw me less then half an hour ago Cajun," She said.

"Not the way Remy wanted ta," he said.

"Yes but in front of the students that would be considered indecent exposure," she said with a mischievous grin.

"True enough," he said. "So you're playing nurse all day," he looked down at the scrubs Jean had given her that morning to wear. "This isn't exactly what Remy had in mind when you said you were gonna be a nurse chere,"

"You were expecting nurse naughty?" she asked sexily raising an eyebrow.

"Something like that," He said with a laugh.

"Well if you're really good," she said leaning up close to him. "Maybe Ah'll bring her out later for you to play with."

"Sounds good," he said as he kissed her through her hair for a moment before moving away reluctantly. "You left dis morn'in before Remy woke up, he wanted ta see if you were okay,"

"Ah'm fine," she assured him warmly. "Ah jus had an early shrift in the study hall this morn'in and Ah knew if Ah didn't leave before ya'll woke up, well Ah'd never have gotten outta bed on time."

He laughed. "Ya speak tha truth girl, we'd more then likely still be there if you hadn't gone." He pushed her hair out of her eyes. "So last night was..." His voice trailed off as he looked for her response.

"Wonderful," she said happily, watching as an amused look came into his eyes. "What? that wasn't what you were looking for was it?"

"It's just you still haven't told me if you'll go away with me," he said.

"And last night was what then?" she asked with a laugh at his perplexed look.

"What da ya mean?" he asked.

"Well if anything it was a highly animated way of me telling you that Ah'd go with you to Colorado with ya. Hell, Ah'd follow you to the ends of the earth, ta hell and back again without so much as blinking if it meant another like the last." She said, watching as his expression didn't change.

"That means yes Sugah." She said gently.

"Yes?" he said as he caught on. "You mean, you'll..." He let out a whoop of excitement as if she'd said she'd marry him instead of vacation with him and she hurriedly covered his mouth with a gloved hand as she laughed.

"There are people out there," she reminded him.

" Remy could care less," he said as he picked her hand up and kissed it gently before placing it over his heart.

"Ah know, that's what scares me," she admitted as she glanced around. "Ah gotta go," she said with quick kiss and a grin. "Jean's gonna wonder where Ah went with the bandages."

"Right," he said as he let her go.

"Hey Cajun," she said over her shoulder as her parting words. "If last night was me being spontaneous, what da ya think it's gonna be like on vacation when Ah've had time ta fantasize and plan things?"

Before he could speak she was gone again, leaving him standing in the small cubicle with his mouth open. "Dat chere, really is gonna be da death of me," he muttered as he followed her out.

"Rogue, you coming?"

"Ah'll be right down," Rogue said as she tossed another heavy knit sweater into her bag and struggled to close the heavy suit case. She muttered a curse and tried to shut the suitcase again without destroying it like she had so many of its predecessors. The curse of having enhanced strength, she was murder on her luggage.

"Damn, Damn, Damn." She muttered as she tried to sit on it and close it. She bounced up and down a couple times lightly as she worked the zipper and nearly slid off onto the bed.

"Damn, chere, Remy'd like to know what dat suitcase did to deserve that," Rogue looked up to see a pair of amused red eyes watching her from her open doorway as he leaned against the edge of it. "So he can learn to do it too, if that's the punishment."

"Very funny," She ground out as she slid off the suitcase and took a step back, blowing the hair off of her forehead as she did so. "Ah'd like ta see you try."

Without a word, Remy walked over, looked at the suitcase, looked at her, shifted a sweater to the back, and then silently closed the suitcase, and pulled the zipper closed.

"Smart ass." Rogue said as she wrapped her arms around his waist and palmed the aforementioned body part.

" Thank you," Remy said with a crooked grin. "Glad you took notice."

He glanced around at the three large suitcases she was taking. "You packing for da entire team. We're only going for a week chere."

"Ah know," she said. "This is barely everything Ah need for that long."

"Everythin ya need?" He whistled low. "Ya got everythin here but da kitchen sink." A worried expression crossed his face. "You don't have it do ya, in there somewhere?"

"No, Jean normally brings that, along with tongs to pull that pole out of Scotty's ass once we get there." She smiled up at him with a knowing grin.

"So you've gone with them before?" he asked.

"A few times." She said.

"With Drake?" he asked carefully.

She shook her head. " No, alone . Once to Barbados and another time to New Zealand." She smiled crookedly. "It normally takes Jean 'bout four days to pull the bug from Scott's butt and get him to relax but then we always have fun."

He nodded back at her. "Remy'll take your word for it."

"Ahright, let's go." She said grabbing her suitcase. "Will you help me with mah bags?"

"Sure," he said as he held up his own small tote bag. "This is all Remy's takin for himself." He gave her another wry grin. "Ya'll look like ya bought out Sak's."

"Only some of its cloths," she said innocently. "Most of it is scarves other things for… us."

"Like what?" he asked hotly.

"You'll have to wait and find out Cajun." She said with another grin as she turned and walked away.

"Dat's not funny chere," he said as he followed her. "Da suspense is gonna kill me 'fore we get ta Colorado."

"Oh don't do that, then all mah planning and fantasizing will have been wasted Remy." She said over her shoulder with a hint of dismay.

"Now dat's just mean, you nasty girl, you."

When they arrived in the jet hanger a few minutes alter, Remy was shocked to see Jean had even more gear then Rogue. "What is it with you ladies and luggage?" he asked as he approached the on ramp. Both Rogue and Jean barely spared him a bizarre look as they boarded the plane and didn't answer.

"Don't ask, just carry the bags." Scott grunted as he struggled by and up the ramp with one of Jean's suitcases. "It's much safer that way."

"If you say so." Remy said with a grin as he swung the bags into the baggage area.

"Trust me." Scott said as he caught his breath. "Asking that question is asking for trouble, this I know."

"Why?" Remy asked.

"I don't know." Scott said "I just know it is, that's all. It's an unwritten rule like asking if she's having her period when she gets mad, complaining about the amount of luggage a women brings… it's just… it's.." he shook his head and struggled for the right words. " It's… just not a good thing to do."

" It's a couchable offense huh?" Remy asked as they moved to sit down.

" Majorly." Scott said with a sigh. "Trust me, I learned the hard way."

" Remy'll take notice." Remy reassured him.

" You'll learn, little Grasshopper, you'll learn" Scott told him. "Just wait and see, it takes time."

" Remy'll take your word for it. Remy said with a laugh as he turned to talk to Beast in the pilot seat. " You comin too, Hank?"

" Hardly," Beast said with a toothy grin. " I have plans at the Mansion for my vacation, but someone needs to bring the jet back after you're dropped off and I volunteered."

" You pulled the short stick out of Jean's fish bowl in the staff room and got stuck having to watch the kids this year, huh?" Rogue said as she tossed herself down beside Remy and buckled herself in.

If the normally mild mannered, self proclaimed " Macabre blue plushie" could have given Rogue any more of a dirty look, she'd have dropped dead in her tracks from shock and amusement. " Why Hank, " Rogue drawled with a grin. " Ah do believe that was a dirty look you just shot me, did Ah hit a nerve Sugah?"

" More like a cluster of them." Jean murmured as she walked by and sat down in her normal seat.

" Nonsense, I enjoy taking care of the children, you all know that." Beast said as he maneuvered the controls and the jet shook with sudden turbulence, unsettling them all. "Sorry," Beast said with a literally devilish grin. "Air pocket."

"That was so not funny," Rogue said with gritted teeth as she tried to calm her stomach and stop it from spilling its contents all over the cockpit floor. She decided the best thing to do was drop the subject before Beast dropped her. Instead she pulled out a magazine from the compartment beneath her seat and began to read, and settled down to read until they reached Colorado.

" Now let's not have a repeat of last time we took the jet." Jean chimed with a grin as she pulled a pair of head phones and settled them on.

" Don't jinx us," Scott rebuked her lightly as he lounged beside her.

" Sorry, Honey." Jean said patting his leg affectionately as Rogue rolled her eyes at Remy and then went back to her book.

By the time they'd reached the drop off point, just outside of Vail two hours later, Rogue had long abandoned her book and was now dozing lightly against Remy's shoulder.

"Amour," He whispered in her ear as Beast coasted the Blackbird down. "Wake up, we're here." She opened her eyes and glared at him briefly before cuddling against him again. He shook his head lightly and kissed her jawbone through her hair. "Come on girl, it's time to get up."

Rogue groaned but pushed herself up and away as Beast set the jet on the ground and then rose to her feet stretching a bit as she did so before snagging her heavy winter duster from where she'd tossed it earlier and pulling it around her. " Let's go Cajun." She said with a yawn as she watched him don his own coat and they headed for the exit. " And be prepared, cause it's gonna be cold."

" Well day say da best way to keep warm in da cold is ta get close ta someone." He said as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.

"Body heat huh?" She whispered as she turned in his arms to face him. "Ah like the way you think Swamp Rat."

"Your really gonna love dis den," he said as he pulled her scarf between them and lowered his lips to hers. She smiled and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck as they stood in the open jet hatch, not noticing the cold wind blowing in on them.

A gentle cough from behind them caused them to jump and break apart almost guiltily, like teenagers caught necking on the front porch by her father, only there was no father to chase Remy off the porch with a double barrel shot gun.

They both turned to see Jean and Scott standing behind them, watching them silently. Jean just smiled and brushed by them and down the ramp while Scott shook his head. "Get a cabin." He said good naturedly as he moved down the ramp.

" 'Bout four days huh?" Remy said as he watched his friends retreating back.

"Around that." Rogue said in a deadpan tone.

"Good," he said as he suddenly dipped her low over his arm and she shrieked and laughed in surprise. "Because that may be da first time I let you up for air!"

She laughed as he smiled down at her for a moment before swinging her to her feet with a flourish and setting her down. "Let's go." She said taking his gloved hand in hers.

They stepped outside into a winter wonderland; perfect snow lay all around them in between tall pine trees, and drifted into perfect mounds. The mountains lay in the distance, perfect for skiing or just admiring like the four brand new tourists were. Off to their left was Great Basin Lake, streaming out as far as the eye could see. A cool wind blew, brining both a harsh but beautiful reminder of how savage the landscape was.

"It's beautiful."

"It's gorgeous."

"It's cold!"

The last words, spoken by Rogue and Remy in unison began to die off as Rogue shivered and pulled her coat around her as the others turned to look at her. "Does anyone else want ta get inside?" she said as the wind blew again.

"Sounds like a good plan ta Remy as well," Remy said as he pulled her close.

"Southerners." Jean muttered with a sigh as they all turned towards the cabin, only vaguely aware Beast had unloaded their luggage for them and was now preparing to leave.

They waved him a goodbye and then, each grabbing a bag they trudged through the snow towards the low sprawling cabin behind them.

"Here we are," Jean said as she opened the door and deactivated the security system. "Home sweet home, for the next week anyways."

"This place is huge," Rogue said as they all stepped inside and looked around.

The living room spanned in front of them, sunk down a bit from the front stairs and adjacent to the massive stone fireplace that seemed to dominate the room. A huge bay window gave a strikingly breathtaking view of the woods outside and the surrounding mountains. A state of the art media center dominated the other wall as well as a fully stocked bar. The couches were all overstuffed leather and looked comfortable enough to sleep on. The entire room was done in navies and greens and Rogue felt at home at once.

A set of doors led to the kitchen and dining room while another led to the exercise room and Jacuzzi. A flight of stairs led to the bedrooms upstairs and the main master bathrooms.

"It was my parent's cabin for years; we used to spend Christmases here when I was a child." Jean explained as they moved into the living room. "A few years ago, they decided to sell it, and I couldn't bear to see it go to strangers, not with all the memories here. So I convinced Scott to go halves with me and we bought it from them."

"We've only been here twice ourselves since," Scott said as he turned up the thermostat. "But it was worth it."

"We always take the bedroom off the kitchen," Jean said "So that leaves you guys with the loft upstairs, if that's alright with you."

"Fine with me," Rogue said looking at Remy.

"Yeah," he said. "Dat's not a problem."

"Great," Jean said as she hefted the first of her bags and turned towards the kitchen. "Then let's all unpack and meet up again in an hour or so, to go to dinner, okay?"

Remy and Rogue both nodded and headed for the stairs they now knew led to their room and Rogue felt a shiver of nerves run through her. It was the first time she'd ever share someone's bed for an extended period of time and she was nervous she'd hurt Remy accidentally while she slept.

As if on cue he rested his hand in the small of her back and gave her a comforting grin. "Everything'll be fine." He whispered "You'll see."

The room came into view, and Rogue struggled not to gape at it.

It sprawled around them with hardwood floors and warm rugs set in various places. There was another fireplace and even a small living area with well worn couches set close by an oak coffee table. Windows set around the room gave a view of the woods, while there was no mirrors around the bed like Jean had boasted before, the large skylight above the bed was much better and much more to Rogue's tastes. The bed itself was the largest bed she'd ever seen with a heavy black coverlet and black silk sheets. The rest of the room boasted the same warm earth tones as down stairs and Rogue could tell this was going to be the best vacation she'd had in along time, if ever.

"So," Remy asked as they brought the lat of the bags up a few moments later. "What'cha want to do until dinner?"

A wicked plan began to form in Rogue's mind and she smiled sexily at him.

" Well, now that you mention it, Ah have an idea Cajun," She whispered as she walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him, sliding her hands into the back pockets of his jeans and she pressed her body to his.

"Oh," he said as he gazed down at her. "Really?"

"Uh huh," she said as she leaned up to kiss him. "Care to guess what?"

"Can it be a visual guess?" he asked leaned in close.

"Sugah it can be what ever you want it to be," she whispered as he pulled her scarf between them and kissed her.

"Remy really does like da way you think." He said softly as they broke apart for a moment and then began to move to the bed.

To be continued…. (Aren't I mean?)