1. His last wish

She was sitting in the library and was reading a book, when Storm came into the room. Rogue closed the book and stood up to face her.

"Don't tell me, that his plane is delayed! I'm going to kill that…"

The expression on Storm's face made her stopped. Something had happened, but it couldn't be… NO! She felt down on her knees as Storm's word confirmed what had happened.

"There has been an accident. The plane, that Gambit was on, has crashed and…"

Rogue looked up at Storm, who had laid her arms around her in support.

"He…he is going to be alright?"

Somehow she already knew the answer, but she had to hear it.

"We don't know."

Rogue pushed Storm away and stood up. She had to see him! He couldn't…. no, she didn't even want to think the word. He had to be all right, because she couldn't live without him.

o-

Rogue pushed her way through the crowd, which had gathered outside Gambit's room, as some of the hospital's security guards tried to get them to leave. First she thought they were mad at Gambit, but then one of the men stepped out of the crowd and held her back by grasping her hand.

"Please, we have to know, that he is going to be okay. He saved my life!"

The look in his eye told her so much more that his words. Rogue pulled away from him and fled into Gambit's room, but the sight, which met her there, took her breath away. In the middle of the room laid Gambit in a hospital bed with all kinds of tubes sticking out of him. In the background stood the machine and monitored his condition.

She went over to him and took his hand as the doctor's word rush through her head. He wasn't going to be all right. This was the end. He had saved so many, but in the end he was going to pay for it with his life. She felt the tears running down of her cheeks. She was just about to wipe them away, when she suddenly felt his hand moving. She looked up and saw that he had opened his eyes. He tried to smile as he saw her, but the pain forced him stop.

"Don't… cry, chere… Gambit is… just going… away… for… a while."

Even so close to the end he tried to comfort her, but she could see how much pain it took him to say the words and it tore her apart.

"Don't talk. There is still hope!"

He reached out after her, but once more was it the pain that stopped him.

"Sorry, chere… is wasn't…supposed… to end like this."

She tightened her hold in his hand.

"Please… fulfil a dying… man's… last… wish."

"You aren't dying! I won't let you! I need…"

His eyes stopped her. They had lost their normally glint of danger, which she loved so much, and had begun to get a milk-white membrane over them. Somehow she knew what he wanted her to do and she leaned towards him. Their lips met in a kiss, which didn't end until the machines bleeping told her what had happened.

o-

"Thank you, Simon. I'm standing here next to where the plane crash happened. It happened just moments before the plane should have landed, and even through it seems incredible have all the passengers and crew survived. They have told me that it was one of the passengers, named Remy LeBeau… "

A picture of Gambit was shown on the screen as the reporter kept talking.

"… who without regarding for his own life fought through the flames and miraculous got control over the plane just minuets before it was going to hit the water. Somehow he was…"

The reporter turned away form the camera and placed her hand over her ear as she got the new information, but then she returned to the camera.

"I have now received the news, that Remy LeBeau just has died at St. Johns hospital. May his soul rest in peace…"

The waitresses walked over to the television and changed the channel. She didn't want to hear more about this plane crash, since it brought back the terrible memories, which she thought she had forgot a long time ago.

"Hey beautiful!"

She looked up and saw Logan, who just had came into the dinner. She tried to smile, but the news had brought her back in time to that terrible day, and it hang like a dark cloud over her. Logan saw it at once and came over to her.

"What has happen?"

She tried to hold the tears back.

"It's nothing. There have just been a plane crash and…"

He knew her so good, that he could finish her sentence.

"… and you remembered the day, where your plane crashed."

She nodded and tried to pull herself together as she continued her work with filling the sugar bowls.

"By the way it's nothing like what I experienced. There was this one guy, who saved them all, but in the end he died of his wounds."

Logan sat down by the counter.

"He really sounds like a hero."

She poured him a cup of coffee and returned to her work.

"Yeah, even through he didn't looked like one."

Logan raised his eyebrows.

"You saw him?"

She smiled and shook her head as she turned around in order to put the sugar bowls away.

"No, but they showed a picture of him. His name was Red… no, it was Remy. Remy LeBeau! It sounds a little French, don't you think?"

Since he didn't answer her she turned around, but just to discovered that she was alone.