Y'all know the dilly yo, that I don't own these characters, marvel or anything else. Blah blah blah

Author's Note: Whatever, so I didn't edit this since the last time it was posted up. Ehh.. I'll find some time later. I'm just trying to get this story going. Oh geez… and here I go again! Oh, and to Ludi: Nope, they ain't married yet. And the whole 'Ro/Lo pairing was due to one day watching an X-Men TAS episode when they got together. It makes sense to me!

The Wedding

Chapter 3

Her platinum white hair was tied back in a simple bun held together by a long gold scarf that draped down her back. She donned a gold bodice while her skirt was made up of layers of light soft white chiffon that flowed freely. She added a simple solid silver bracelet that had Egyptian hieroglyphics engraved on it and stepped into a pair of white sandals. She checked her appearance once more before she stepped out of her bedroom or, as she liked to refer it to as her haven.

She walked down the stairs ever so lightly as her feet barely came in contact with the surface. It was as if she was floating down the stairs and it would be no surprise since she was the goddess of the natural elements.

"'Ro?" A voice called from behind her.

She knew who the voice belonged to and for the first time in a very long time, Ororo Munroe, did not know have a single clue of what to do. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know how to feel. She was completely flabbergasted.

"Ro?" His rough voice called again as she could feel him getting closer. Her knees went slightly weak at the thought of him being in such close proximities. She finally turned around to face him and was surprised to see that he was dressed rather nicely in a pair of dark jeans and a black dress shirt with which the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and the top few buttons were left unbuttoned.

"Almost thought you were going to keep ignoring me there." Logan stated as he took a few more steps towards her.

Ororo took a step down when he walked closer to her. "Logan, you look nice tonight." She complimented him while trying to hide her nervousness.

"And you look gorgeous as usual, darling." He returned the compliment, as he looked her over slowly. A grin appeared on his face as his eyes practically undressed her. Ororo could feel this and a mix of conflicting emotions arose in her. Every reasonable cell in her brain was telling her to walk away from him while every inch of her body was crying out for his touch. Ororo felt paralyzed at the moment for she couldn't decide on what to do, let alone what to say. Logan noticed this and seized the opportunity by walking closer to her, so close that he was merely inches from her. He grinned, as he could smell the desire her body released.

"'Ro, you're gorgeous." He murmured again as he brought his lips so close to her neck she could feel his breath on her. Her back arched slightly at the thought of his lips caressing her but somehow she found the strength to take a few steps down.

Logan's face fell with disappointment at her sudden action.

"Logan, we said as soon as the mission is over, we're over." She stated strongly.

"'Ro, we really gotta talk about that arrangement for a second…" Logan began as he stepped closer to her although it just made her step back in response.

"There's nothing to talk about. That was what we have decided and that is the only logical thing to do." Ororo reasoned.

"C'mon, 'Ro, you know there's something more between us. That night…" Logan started to say.

"That night was just a night of spontaneity and fear. We thought we were going to die, Logan. Surely, we didn't mean what we said." Ororo stated although she hoped with all hope that he would prove her wrong.

He took another step closer to her and noticed that she didn't step back. So, he took his chance and approached his weather goddess to such close proximities that his lips were inches from hers.

"'Ro, I…"

"UNCA WOLVIE! AUNTY STORMY!" A loud voice bellowed from the bottom of the stairs. Logan and Ororo quickly disengaged from each other as the rambunctious three year old scrambled up the stairs. As soon as he reached them, Logan picked him up swiftly. Jeremy wrapped his short little arms around his godfather's huge muscular neck and said, "Welcome home!"

"Right back atcha ya kid." Logan responded and gave a kiss to Jeremy's forehead.

Jeremy turned his attention to his godmother and greeted brightly, "Welcome home, Aunty Stormy!"

"Good to be home, Jeremy." She replied and followed suit as she kissed the top of her godson's head also.

"Yay! Now we can go on dose walks and smell de pretty flowers and den we can go camping and hunt bears and den we can go fight big bad guys wit' claws but dis time J'remy'll help because J'remy'll have powers too but not just any powers but de kind dat…" The little boy chattered on as they walked down the stairs to go join the party.

They both felt the disappointment of their lost moment of truth, but at the same time, they couldn't help but feel slightly relieved that the young boy had shown up when he did.

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The doorbell rang as the excited boy toddled off to open it. Of course he realized that he was a tad too short to reach the doorknob so that was why he dragged Dr. McCoy along to help him out with the task.

Jeremy peered eagerly as Hank answered the door and was greeted by Warren and Elizabeth.

"My, don't you two look quite handsome tonight." Hank commented as he noticed their matching designer assemble. Warren was dressed in a dark blue suit with a black dress shirt underneath which was accompanied by a silver tie. Elizabeth was ravishing in her backless, thin strapped, low plunging black dress that clung to her body in all the right places.

"You don't look too bad yourself, Hank." Elizabeth pointed out and gave Hank a warm hug with which he gladly accepted.

"Hank, watch your hands." Warren warned him in a jokingly manner.

Hank chuckled at Warren's empty threat. "We have been friends since we were young adolescents, would I really try to take your girl away form you?" Hank asked as the hug ended.

This time it was Warren who chuckled as he responded, "Wouldn't put it pass you. What's that you always like to say… oh yes, it's the fur the women love."

"How true is that. I guess I cannot argue with you on that point." Hank replied heartily.

"Mmmphh." A throat cleared from behind Hank.

"Well, who are you harboring behind you, Hank?" Warren asked and before Hank could answer, Jeremy stepped out from behind him.

The little boy bowed and greeted, "Bonjour Monsieur Wort'ington."

In return, Warren bowed and greeted, "Good day to you too, Mister Lebeau."

Jeremy gave him a big smile before he turned his attention to Elizabeth. She bent down and he ran into her arms. "Hiya Betsy!"

"Hiya to you too, hun." Betsy welcomed and gave the boy a little kiss on the top of his head.

"Ya look really pretty!" He complimented her.

"Well, you don't look too bad yourself, luv. All dressed up like a little gentleman." Betsy remarked, as she looked him over. Jeremy was dressed in a pair of black trousers accompanied by a simple white buttoned shirt and a black bow tie. His usual unruly hair was neatly swept back in a small ponytail.

"Warren, I think your real competition happens to be our little devilish charmer here." Hank stated.

"With the gene of his parents, I wouldn't be surprised if I lost." Warren responded and the three adults laughed.

Jeremy had a slightly confused look on his face for he wasn't quite sure what the adults were talking about. Nonetheless, he giggled away with them.

"What's so funny, y'all?" A southern voice asked.

"Don' know, Momma!" Jeremy answered brightly.

"Don' know what, petite?" Remy asked as he appeared behind Rogue with his arms around her waist.

"Don' know, Papa!" Jeremy answered.

"Y'all care to explain?" Rogue asked the three adults with an eyebrow arched with curiosity.

Hank, Warren, and Betsy all looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing again.

"And dis is better t'an sex how?" Remy whispered into Rogue's ear as his patience began to wane. One of his hands wandered down to her behind as he mentally stripped his fiancée of her gorgeous satin lavender tube dress, which left only the little red number she had on underneath it.

Rogue rolled her eyes and smacked his hand away from her for the tenth time that night.

"Gal, ya look good! C'mon, let's go see if Jean needs any help." Rogue said and looped her arm around Betsy's.

"C'mon, baby boy, ya coming too!" Rogue said and took her son's hand in hers. They then left to find Jean in the kitchen, leaving the three men to chat among themselves.

Remy's face fell slightly but when he brought his eyes to meet Warren and Hank's sympathetic eyes, he felt ten times worse than he already did.

Warren patted Remy on the back and said, "Guess your homecoming wasn't as expected."

"'Later', she said." Remy muttered.

Hank and Warren both tried to stifle their laughter as Hank suggested, "I know just the certain alcoholic beverage at a certain open bar that will definitely turn that frown upside down."

Warren and Hank walked towards the open bar as Remy dragged his feet after them. At the bar, they were joined by a sullen Logan and a slightly tipsy Bobby.

"Robert, the dinner hasn't even begun yet and you are already feeling the effects of alcohol?" Hank questioned as he wisely took the glass away from Bobby.

"I'm fine, Hank. You worry too much! But my buddy, Logan here, ain't looking too good." Bobby pointed out as he put an elbow on the stout wolverine.

Logan brushed it off and let out a growl.

"What's wrong, mon ami?" Remy asked as he poured himself a glass of bourbon.

"Nothing." Logan curtly replied.

"Doesn't look like nothing, Logan. And what are you looking at?" Warren asked while he poured himself a glass of brandy. Logan quickly looked away from the direction his eyes were just staring in, but the four other men had already figured out exactly what or it was more like who, he was looking at.

The four men adverted their attention back on Logan as soon as they realized that Logan was staring at the resident weather manipulator.

"So what's de story, homme?" Remy asked with an immense curiosity that was found not only on his face but on the other three men as well.

"Did something happened with Ororo while you two were gone on the mission?" Warren questioned further.

"It would explain how you two passed the time while trapped in that vortex thing." Bobby stated.

"What vortex thing?" Hank asked.

"Will all of you just shut up?" Logan growled.

"Now, we've upset de wolverine. C'mon, Logan, we're all pals here. Y'can tell us what's wrong, mon ami." Remy persisted.

"You guys are worse than a bunch of women." Logan stated, got up and walked away with his bottle of beer in hand.

"Hmm… well can't say that was unexpected." Hank commented.

"Definitely. So, Remy, looks like Rogue didn't miss you much…" Warren began as the three men turned their attention to their sex-deprived friend. Remy sighed deeply, unbuttoned the top of his grey dress shirt, and gulped down the rest of his bourbon while the three nosey X-Men awaited his response.

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"Sugah, everything looks great!" Rogue praised while she looked at the food spread out before her.

"Better look good. I've been cooking for two days straight!" Jean said with a hint of exasperation in her voice.

"Well, smells terrific too, luv." Betsy commented as she nibbled on a carrot stick.

"Yeah, you've totally outdone yourself this time." Kitty chirped in.

"Thanks thanks, but you girls don't have to keep reassuring me that I've done a great job. Frankly, I don't care if the men out there like it or not. If they don't, I say they cook their own dinner." Jean stated defiantly.

"Amen to that!" Rogue cried in support, as a fit of laughter overcame the women.

When the laughter subsided, Kitty asked, "Rogue, where did your son run off to?"

"That boy can never stay still. Told me that he went off to find Kurt in a mixture of French and English. Growing t'be more and more like his father everyday." Rogue replied.

"Speaking of his father, what's the story? You finally got a hold of a ring yet?" Betsy inquired.

"Well, we were going to make an announcement later but… look for yourself." Rogue replied and brought up her left hand with which a sparkling 3.5-karat diamond sat on a 24 karat gold band encircled her wedding finger.

"Well, Isn't it about bloody time!" Betsy exclaimed as she walked over to Rogue to take a closer look at the ring.

"Bloody time for what?" Ororo asked as she suddenly entered the kitchen. One look in Rogue's direction, however, she immediately knew.

"Congratulations, Rogue." Ororo said and walked over to the delighted X-mate.

"Thanks, 'Ro." Rogue replied happily.

"Man, that's a huge rock, Rogue." Kitty pointed out as she examined the ring closely.

"Hun, diamonds can never be too big." Betsy stated.

"What about ya then, Bets? Got y'self a little ring from Mr. Worthington yet?" Rogue asked.

"Gosh no! Are you kidding me? We haven't even said those three little words yet." Betsy replied although her last spoken words seemed to have been said in a slightly disappointed tone.

"Well, do you love him?" Jean asked her.

"Umm… I don't know. And don't go poking into my head, Jean Grey!" Betsy exclaimed and pointed her finger at Jean.

Jean laughed and responded, "Wouldn't even dare try."

"So, Ororo, what's the deal with Logan?" Kitty suddenly asked.

"Logan? Did somethin' happened between ya two while ya were gone?" Rogue questioned eagerly.

"That would definitely explain a few things that happened on the mission…" Betsy commented, as she seemed to have some sort of revelation.

Ororo felt her face flush a crimson red, as she nervously said, "No No. Nothing happened. I'm not even sure what you all are talking about."

"Sure… then why does Logan keep staring at you all night?" Kitty inquired again.

"Has he? Good gosh, gal! Tell us!" Rogue encouraged.

"There is absolutely nothing to tell because nothing happened!" Ororo exclaimed.

"Okay, girls, I think we've put 'Ro on the spot for long enough. If she said nothing happened, then nothing happened." Jean spoke up although she did give Ororo a wink and a grin. Ororo smiled back with relief and mouthed a "thank you" to Jean.

"Well, I'm done cooking for this century. Let's start the dinner." Jean declared and whipped off her apron to reveal a dazzling one shoulder scarlet dress that had a slit high up to her mid thigh.

"Gal, that dress is hot!" Rogue stated.

"How did Scott ever let you walk out of your room like that without wanting to rip it off of you?" Betsy added in. The girls burst out laughing at Betsy's comment while Jean's face flushed a colour similar to her dress.

"Yeah yeah. Let's bring the food out already." Jean said and changed the subject.

The women all picked up a tray of food, ready to go out and serve the dinner. Right before they headed out the door, Rogue said, "Y'know what? It's great to have ya gals home! I really missed all this chatter."

"Me too! And to think, with your wedding coming up, that's all we'll be doing when we get together for the bridal shower, the engagement party and not to mention, the bachelorette party!" Betsy added in.

"Ooo… Fun! I've never been to one before!" Kitty ecstatically stated.

"But before all that happens, you have to go out there and announce that you are getting married. So, ladies, let's go." Jean ordered.

The girls all complied with her demand although that didn't prevent them from gossiping with each other all the way to the dining room.

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"Before we begin this wonderful feast that Jean had so graciously prepared for us, I would just like to express my gratitude to you all for being here tonight. It has been so long since we have been able to sit down like this as a family and have something as simple as a dinner but yet, it signifies so much more." Professor Xavier said to his fellow X-Men, for they were no longer his students. He smiled at the wonderful bunch in front of him, and felt ever so thankful that both of the teams had come home safe and successful.

"Here, here!" Scott cheered and raised his glass in the air.

All the other X-Men imitated Scott, and even Jeremy raised his cup of apple juice. After everyone did their toast, Rogue and Remy both stood up.

The girls all knew why they were standing as a smile crept up on their faces. Everyone else was a little puzzled but none looked too surprised at the announcement that would come.

"Well, since we're all here, we thought it would make sense to tell y'all tonight about our news." Rogue began and she looked over at Remy for him to continue.

"We're getting married!" He declared as held Rogue's left hand up to prove that they were indeed engaged.

A new round of cheers and congratulations happened as Remy bent down to kiss Rogue before he was swarmed by the men, all wanting to give their congratulations and to give him a manly pat on the back for a job well done.

The women rushed to Rogue and gave her the appropriate hugs and kisses. And somehow, Rogue and Remy found a private moment as their eyes met for a brief second, long enough for them to mouth to each other 'I love you'.

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