Hey all!

Okay, this isn't like most of the others. This one is close to the first in the series, but not quite that either.

I'm not sure this is properly necro. But it does have someone die and another person physically attracted tot hem, so it still follows my formula, ergo it's placement here.

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Remy crouched in the darker part of the alley. He as watching a potential victim. Since he was pretty much between teams at the moment, he had to eat someway. Not that he had to justify this to himself. What he was doing was as natural to him as breathing. A bit more difficult, of course, but sometimes not by much.

The man was a very wealthy and reclusive millionaire. Remy watched the man's trenchcoat respond to the wind, though not nearly as much as it ought to. Remy shrugged it aside. It probably wasn't a very important detail.

Warren sighed and called his driver again. [Why does this sort of thing always happen to me? I have money but it's tied up in trusts so I can't use it yet, I have wings but can't use them. . .this is really frustrating. Where the hell is Robert?]

Sabretooth shoved the remains of the driver away. Magneto had heard that Warren was fighting with the X-men. Magneto knew he had to make an example of the rich brat. So he'd sent Sabretooth after him.

Remy saw Sabretooth pounce on Warren. Instincts told him to stay put. But Remy didn't. He wasn't sure why, but Remy knew he should stop Warren from being killed.

Sabretooth wasn't too busy with Warren to notice Remy the way that Remy's plan needed him to be. Sabretooth threw Remy back into the alley before tearing Warren's throat out.

Sabretooth then slunk into the alley. Magneto had told both Sabretooth and Pyro, his only remaining acolytes, that if either Gambit or Colossus were found, they were not to survive the encounter. This was a command Sabretooth was happy to comply with.

Remy watched Sabretooth, knowing that this fight would be for his life. That was another thing that was farily normal to Remy. He'd been expecting it since he'd left Magneto.

What neither man was expecting was for Rogue to be with Warren, showing him her favorite coffee shop. When Rogue saw her semi-date for the night dead when she came back from the bathroom, she'd gotten very angry and had also gone a little insane.

Rogue saw Sabretooth in the alley and decided that the big greasy man had to be taken down. Rgue stripped off both her gloves and put them in her pockets. The next thing she knew, she was screaming "YOU BASTAHD!" right before she tackled Sabretooth. Rogue had both arms stretched out in front of her, trying to make skin to skin contact.

Sabretooth caught her arm and used her momentum to throw her into a wall. Sabretooth forgot about Remy, deciding Rogue would make a better victim.

Remy watched the fight, stunned. He'd never seen someone Rogue's size fight so viciously. It wasn't until Rogue was thrown against the wall for a second time that Remy realized she needed help.

Remy charged a bottle and hurled it at Sabretooth. Sabretooth turned on Remy, and would have taken his head off then and there if an ambulance hadn't arrived. With police behind it. Then the three of them noticed the screams and genreal panice at the mouth of the alley.

Sabretooth got out of there, climbing a fire escape while the police went into the crowd of freaked out and caffeinated customers and tried to restore order. Remy scrambled over to see if Rogue was okay.

She looked bad off. There were big bruises on her face. Remy cursed at himself for not realizing how hard she was being hit. She was a little out of it from the last knock to the head she'd taken.

Remy pulled them both into the basement he'd been using for a home. Rogue didn't protest. Remy quickly made sure the door wouldn't open no matter what and went to check Rogue out fully.

When he got there he saw that she was very pale. She was shaking, and looked very scared. Remy grabbed her hand without thinking. Rogue didn't even think about her powers. All she registered was the hand holding hers.

"Ah don' wanna die." She said, and Remy shut off his empathy so he wouldn't feel her mind numbing fear anymore.

"Shhh. It'll be okay, chere. Dere's 'n' ambulance out dere, I'll tell dem-"

"They won't take me. Ah'm a mutant." Rogue pointed out. She then noticed that her bare hand was in his only semi-gloved one.

"We'ah touchin'." She said, the shock making her fear go away a little. She noticed who's hand she was holding. "Ya know, Ah really need ta stay away from you."

Remy had to conceed the point. He put Rogue's upper body in his lap, and began feeling for injuries. Rogue yelped when Remy touched her right side. He told her he had to check it out all the way and she nodded and clenched her teeth. Remy felt the ribs along her side. Two had been broken in.

"Y' breathin' alright?' Remy asked. Rogue took an experimental deep breath.

"Ah shoudln't entah a marathon right now, but yeah."

Remy pushed Rogue's hair out of her face. Rogue leaned her face into his palm.

"If mah head didn't hurt so damn much ah'd ask how Ah can touch." Rogue said. Remy began to check her head as well. She yelped when he put his hand lightly on the back.

"Shhhh. 'S okay, chere. Prob'ly jes' a bump." Rogue tried to shake her head, but decided against it.

"Ah don't think so. This hurts too much." Rogue said, her voice a little weak. Remy leaned down to be able to hear her. Rogue looked at his lips, almost entranced.

"Ah don't wanna die like this." Rogue said, using her left hand to trace Remy's lips. Remy gently kissed her, supporting her body and head. Rogue grabbed a handful of his hair and deepened the kiss, a desperate and needful expression on her face.

Remy felt her slow down. He pulled away, and Rogue tried to catch her breath a little. She was really laboring with it. Remy watched her wince as she breathed too deep.

"One more. Ah need it so much. Help me forget." Rogue pleaded, before Remy kissed her again, this time starting off deep.

Rogue moved her hand from Remy's hair to his neck, pulling him even closer to her. Remy felt her body go slightly limper. He pulled away from the kiss and waited. Rogue wasn't gasping for air the way she had been. Remy gently laid her down and closed her mouth. He looked at her face, musing about how she looked like she'd found some kind of peace.

"Sleep well, chere." Remy kissed her forehead before going out to call the institute. htey'd know what to do with her.

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I noticed I like to kill Warren a lot. Hmmmm.

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Panther Nesmith