Disclaimer: I do not own any Marvel characters; please don't sue me I am a poor college student.  I am not making any money off of this and I am just writing it for the benefit of my own entertainment as well as the entertainment of the other fans out there.  Also, this is a story from my own imagination, any resemblance to real life events, or even those in fiction is completely coincidental.  As an additional note, there are so many fan fiction stories out there on this site as well as others, so any similarity is coincidental or great minds just happen to think alike

Long one-time note: Hi everyone, I've only written one other story on this site so far and it was a one-shot, so it is kind of exciting to try something with chapters.  I know the story of Gambit and Rogue has been done and re-done countless times with many similarities and I am sorry for that, but I hope that you like some of the spin I put on it.  My brother and I use to come up with epic sagas for the X-men and other many years ago and a lot of the elements of this story are from those long hours spent bored on car trips or at relatives' houses.  You know, after watching the show or reading the comics we would talk about what we wished would happen.  So as a warning, there may be mixes between the comic verse and the old cartoon.  I'm sorry if I mix things up from time to time but maybe it will make it interesting.  Of course modifications have been made from our childhood stories to try to stick with the current comic line.  I hope this works out!  Also, if I ever give more detailed info than necessary, it is most likely for the benefit of my friends that never heard of the X-men until they met me, but since they are such good friends, they are reading this anyway.  Ok, enough babbling, on to the story!

And so it begins…  Feel free to say hi or something, everyone loves comments.  Plus, I want to know if anyone is actually reading this:-P  Also, if the dialect changes every now and then, I'm sorry.  I tried to keep it consistent but it also seems to change from comic to comic so mine might change depending what I happened to use as a guide at the time.

Through the Years

Part I

Chapter One: And so it Begins…

It was inevitable.  That's all he kept telling himself while he zigzagged through the traffic on his motorcycle. After all, something this wonderful couldn't last forever.  Ever since he and Rogue lost their powers when seemingly killed by Vargas, Gambit felt that he and Rogue would eventually be able to live the life that they had both dreamed of sharing together.  Oh sure, there had been interruptions in their attempt at a blissful life, a suicide bomber at a club Rogue was at, his having to go to Texas with Storm on "Family Business," the seemingly never-ending prejudices between mutants and humans, and more.  But nothing stopped Gambit from believing that one day at a time he and Rogue would be able to build the life they dreamed of together.  He was even prepared to propose to her after this last mission.  He even had a ring.  He had gotten it not long after meeting her, years ago, before they were really even friends, much less lovers; back when he had been relentless in pursuing her and she was relentless in rejecting him.  Gambit smiled at the memory of when he got the ring.  One day he was tricked by Jubilee into driving her to the mall.  As the teenaged X-man tried on clothing, Gambit wandered around the mall.  He saw in the window of a small jewelry shop the most beautiful ring that he had ever seen.  He went in the store and told the old woman behind the counter that he planned to buy that ring as a gift for the woman that he was going to marry.  As the elderly lady got the ring out of the display and placed it carefully in the box she told Gambit that she hoped this woman knew how lucky she was to have such a caring boyfriend.  Gambit had laughed and said, "Boyfriend!  Mon Dieu!  Gambit just a thorn in mon chere's side!"  With a wink he took his purchase leaving a confused white-haired woman shaking her head behind the counter.

Gambit knew that he and Rogue were survivors.  They worked through the time she became blind, the time when Belladonna kidnapped Cody, and the whole thing with Joseph.  They even survived everything that came as a result of their time in Antarctica. After all of those things, he just knew that they could survive this.  Professor X had called upon Gambit for a particular mission in which his thieving talents, not his mutant powers, were essential.  Though no longer full time members of the X-men, Gambit and Rogue didn't mind helping out wherever they could.  After all, the X-men were like family, in fact, the friends they made there were more like family than blood relatives that either of them ever had.  Gambit, Professor X, and anyone else involved knew that the job would be quick and easy.  After all, Gambit and Storm were both experienced thieves and Wolverine was…well…Wolverine.  The details of the mission were no longer important; after all they got the job done.  It's what happened during the mission that was important at the moment.  On their way out, he, Wolverine, and Storm ran into a bit of trouble.  While Storm conjured up a gust of wind to knock a group of angry thugs, Wolverine took care of things the way that only Wolverine could.  Gambit used his agility to flip over a few angry guards then picked up a rock.  When he threw the rock, no one was as surprised as the seeming powerless Gambit that the rock charged and blew up above the heads of a few of the men.  But if Gambit's powers had come back, that could only mean one thing…

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Rogue's eyes were red from crying.  Normally she'd be on coffee break at the auto shop, but she couldn't bear the thought of being around people right now.  For so long she didn't have to worry about absorbing other people's psyches and powers.  She had been able to live in relative peace with her Remy.  Well, as much peace as two former mutants could live in.  But she and Gambit had found happiness, and that was all that mattered to her.  She had been making herself some breakfast, but she found that the drawer that held the spoons captive wouldn't budge.  A tad bit annoyed, she smiled and thought about how Gambit kept promising to fix it.  Her annoyance grew as she tried to free the hostage spoons, but she soon found the handle, the attached drawer, and most of the cabinet yanked from the wall.  But if this could happen, did this mean that her powers had come back?  Desperate for an answer she stood on the kitchen table and jumped off, hoping that she'd fall back to Earth, instead she found herself hovering in mid air.  NOOOO!!!!! How can this be!  If the powers she absorbed from Ms. Marvel so long ago were back, did that mean…no she couldn't bear the thought of losing her ability to freely touch people.  She couldn't go back to a life of physical isolation again.  Especially not since she and Gambit had found such happiness. 

Rogue placed a call to the one person she felt could help her determine what happened.  He took the Blackbird and made it from the mansion in New York to the house that Gambit and Rogue shared in California in record time.  Beast scanned Rogue and performed some tests, but it was all a blur.  All she could remember was the dreaded answer that she got.  Sure enough, Rogue's powers were back.  The good news was that she only had her original absorbing powers and those that she acquired from Ms. Marvel.  She didn't have to worry anymore about manifesting a random power from someone she absorbed at some point in her life.  The bad news was that she was right back to where she started when she joined the X-men, unable to touch people.  "What am Ah suppose to do now," Rogue cried.  "How do Ah tell Remy?  How can Remy and Ah go on livin' the way we have been?  It's ovah, our last chance at happiness is gone forevah!"  Beast sat helpless in the living room as Rogue flew off to the bedroom and slammed the door behind her.  Not use to having her super strength back, the wooden door shattered as if made of glass.