Chapter 21. The fire within.

Remy strolled down the girl's hall, knowing exactly where he was heading. It had been two months since Wolverine had brought John back, and during those two months Remy had seen John a total of five times. The emotionally shattered Pyro kept himself locked up in his room, only emerging to use the bathroom, and grab large amounts of food, that would last him for the whole week. Remy was worried about him, but he had another very important matter on his hands for the last two months. He was also rather lonely, with Piotr back at Russia, and John locked in his room, the only person he really had to talk to was Rogue, and they had been doing a lot of talking the past two months. Piotr had rung the institute earlier on that day, making arrangements to return to the institute for Christmas with his sister. Christmas was now only a month away, and snow was predicted to arrive with it as well.

Remy had been to visit Amara only three days ago, and her condition had not changed one bit, although with his well trained thief eyes, he did not fail to notice that the girls charred body was riddled with spider like cracks, especially on the chest area, but Remy just brushed that fact aside, and started to talk to the frozen girl. Call Remy crazy, but he felt sorry for the girl's condition, and it may seem foolish to others, but he felt it his duty to keep her informed on the mansions progress, even if she couldn't hear him deliverer her weekly news flashes. Remy had even told her about, what had kept him so occupied the past two months, which was something that other than him and Rogue, only Xavier knew.

Reaching his destination, Remy gently opened the door to Rogue's room, and couldn't help smiling at the sight of his peacefully sleeping love. Rogue laid sprawled on her bed, with her white streaks falling across her face. Using his thieving skills he silently crept over to her bedside. Leaning over he gently brushed the streaks behind her ear. She began to stir, and her emerald eyes gently opened.

"Did you have a nice sleep, mon amor (love)?", he asked tenderly stroking her hair.

"Yeah, but ah wish you left me sleeping", she grumbled, but you could tell from her expression that she was not too upset.

"Didn't get much sleep, last night either?", he asked, helping her sit up.

"No", she snapped, "and ah'm not useless yet ah can sit up by myself"

"Now, chere, It's Remy's job to look after you, especially now ", he stated Matter-of-factly.

"You know, ah think ah could handle this just fine with out you", Rogue didn't realize what she had said before it was to late. She looked up at Remy, who's eyes were glowing bright red.

"Chere, don't joke about dat, Remy wants to be a part of this"

"Ah know, ah know, ah didn't think about what ah was saying Remy. But the truth is ah just feel so weak", Rogue admitted, lowering her gaze to the ground.

Remy let out a sigh, and sat on the side of her bed. He reached out gathering her up onto his lap. They sat in silence, as he gently stroked her hair, Rogue closed her eyes soaking up the feeling of his fingers running through her hair, a feat that would not have been possible earlier on that year.

"You know", Rogue spoke up breaking the silence, "A couple of years ago, ah would have never though ah would end up like this, …. Being able to touch", she raised her head from its position on his chest, so that her eyes could meet with his unique ones, "and being able to have a lover", she whispered.

Gambit's eyes burned brighter, at hearing his well-earned title. "And Remy would not want to be anythin' else more in de whole entire world", he said huskily, burring his head into the side of her neck, showering it with butterfly kisses.

"Remy", Rogue said, letting out a rare giggle, that only Remy had ever heard. "Stop that, remember what happened last time you started that?"

"Oui", Remy purred, "we had a very enjoyable time in de towel cupboard".

"Yeah, and Logan almost caught us too", Rogue reminded him, leaning away from him, trying to avoid his lips.

Remy let out a sigh, and ceased in his activity, "ok chere, but don't expect Remy to give so easily next time".

Rogue's face became serious all of the sudden, "So, are we still gonna tell everyone on Christmas Eve?"

"Oui, it will be a 'very' interesting Christmas den, won't it?"

"Oh, ah can't wait to see everyone's faces", Rogue smiled evilly.

"Remy personally can't wait to see de Wolverines face", he smiled with her.

"Ah wish we could leave the announcement 'till after Christmas, but after next month it'll become really obvious", Rogue groaned.

"Remy thinks you will look very sexy, in a few more months"

Rogue rolled her eyes at his statement, "Remy, I'll look like a bloated hippo".

"Oui, but you will be the most belle hippo Remy has ever seen, carrying his equally belle child", he smiled, placing his hand on her increasingly taunt stomach.

"Speak for yourself Cajun, ah don't feel all that beautiful right now, especially with the morning sickness. Ah don't know why they even call it that. You get it at all hours of the day and night", she grumbled.

" Aww, chere, Remy still thinks your beautiful, even when you're throwing up", he teased.

" It's not funny swamp rat, Kitty asked me if Ah had been drinkin' when she found me in the bathroom last night, and today Jean asked me if ah had put some weight on", Rogue snapped.

"Dat reminds Remy", he said becoming very serious "'No' more coffee", he declared holding up his finder. "Remy saw you with a cup dis morning, if Remy sees you with another one he is going to charge it", he warned.

"But Remy-", Rogue whined

"Non"

"But-", she tried again.

"Non, Remy won't have it", he declared. His face softened, as he look into the emerald eyes of the woman that was carrying his unborn child. " I mean it Rogue", he spoke in first person, " I want everyding to be perfect for you and de baby"

Rogue's own eyes softened, misting over slightly, "Ah know you do, ……ah love you so much", she whispered, letting lose a stray tear.

Remy gently wiped the tear from her face, he leaned forward, bring their faces closer together, "I love you too" , he whispered, before capturing her mouth in a slow passionate kiss, pushing her back down onto the bed. And this time Rogue did not care, as Remy positioned himself over her, if Logan caught them or not.

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AN: I though it was about time I had some Romey in this fic. And haven't they been busy, while I was writing about other people. Poor John, he still doesn't want to talk. Anyway, I have decided to have a little competition called 'lets name Rogue and Remy's baby'. Any name boy or girl. I'll take them all into consideration, and then I'll pick one. I could probably come up with a name myself, but I wanted the reviewers to have some fun, hopefully this activity will stop people from wanting to cry, over what happened to poor Amara.

Thanks to:

EmeraldKatsEye (my boyfriend loves Canada, he is planing to visit there one day. Where abouts does your best friend live in Australia?)

Arai (This story seems to be having that effect on most people. I have to admit I was close to tears when writing this)

Allimba

XME (I like you. Oh, and this chapter is all there is for a while, but don't be all like NO, because there will be more)

v son sayian (this can be your Romy fix for the week)

Prowler-125 ( yes, I have heard of Puerto Rico, but had no idea it was spelt like that. Don't lots of people go on holidays there? When I think of the Caribbean, I think of Jack sparrow, he was such a cool pirate, I understand why someone said it was part of Europe, it sound like it is connected to Italy, but then, when I think about it more, I think about Peru, and Mexico.)

CajunBelle ( I know you haven't reviewed this chapter yet, but I still want to say something to you. I read your latest chapter today, and I MUST remember to review it this time, if I don't and forget, you have my permission to get up me)