Chapter Five
Rogue entered the Mansion and was welcomed by Declan rushing at her. He hugged her tightly.
"Momma! How come yah took so long?" he asked. He looked around carefully for a second before pulling his mum down and whispering in her ear.
"It was a bit boring!" he whispered and Rogue smiled, bent down, and hugged him.
"It's all-right Declan. We'll go home soon," she promised and went into the kitchen, where Kitty and Jean were preparing the dinner.
"Hey, Rogue! How are you doing?" asked Kitty. Rogue smiled meekly at her.
"Fahne. Where are thah twins?" she asked, not seeing the two musketeers anywhere. Kitty smiled softly.
"Tammy is with Lance in the rec' room and Stuart is playing with Jade and Declan," she explained, eyes dreamy. Jean and Rogue exchanged looks.
"Are yah all-raght, sugah?" Rogue asked, smiling. Kitty laughed.
"Yeah. Its just Lance has been so fatherly to them, it's unbelievable. I mean, he's been so caring towards me when I'm tired out after a days work and he puts the twins to sleep when I need to work late and he doesn't even complain about it!" she grinned. Jean smiled.
"Yeah, I know. Scott has been just like that with Jade. She sometimes complains about him being too protective of her!" she joked, poking at the mashed potatoes to see if they were boiled yet.
Rogue just tried not to think about what her life would be like if Remy hadn't left as they talked about how caring their husbands were towards their children.
"Do you want to stay for dinner, Rogue?" Kitty asked, breaking into her thoughts. Rogue shook her head.
"No, Kit, it's okay. Ah promised Declan that we'd have pizza," she explained, said goodbye, collected Declan, and left the Mansion.
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"Come on Remy. Julian wants to go dat pizza place over dere!" Belladonna whined, dragging Remy by the arm and Julian by the hand into the pizza place.
Remy gulped. Belladonna had dragged him to Bayville to do some shopping for her and Julian.
"Mum! I want pizza!" Julian exclaimed, wrenching his hand out of her grip. Belladonna smiled at him.
"Oui, mon garcon. An' y'r pere's gonna treat y' t' a pizza and an ice-cream cone after dat," she said, batting her eyelashes at Remy. Julian frowned.
"Mum! I don' have a pere," he argued. Remy looked at him as Julian stared angrily at him.
"I'm y'r pere," Remy explained. Julian scoffed.
"Whatever. Let's go an' eat,"
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"An' den Jade jumps out from behind the door and yells, "BOO!" an' Stuart screams so loud dat Uncle Lance comes runnin' wit' a broom in his hand!" Declan laughed, telling his mother what had been goin' on while she had been away. Rogue smiled at him and watched him eat his slice of pizza.
"So I guess yah had fun, huh?" she asked, drinking her Pepsi. Declan shrugged.
"A little bit. But, ah missed yah, Momma. Where did yah go?" Declan cocked his head. Rogue smiled and took his hand.
"Ah just had some stuff that ah had tah do but ah promise it was a one-off. Ah won't leave yah alone again lahke that, bab-" Rogue stopped short as she saw a familiar person in the doorway of the pizza place. With a blond bimbo hanging from his arm and a little kid hanging on to the blond bimbo for dear life. Remy. Belladonna. A little boy.
Rogue's eyes were glued to Remy as he looked around the restaurant. His charming red-on-black eyes met her beautiful emerald eyes and stopped. They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity. In the short moment in which they looked at each other, all they saw was the love of their life. Everything around them blurred away as they got lost in each other.
"Momma? Are yah okay?" Declan's voice broke into the trance she was in and she tore her eyes away from Remy and into the same eyes of her son.
"Ah...ah'm fahne, sugah. No need tah worry yah're pretty lil' head, baby-boy," she smiled weakly. She looked up at the doorway again and saw no one.
"Was that a day-dream?" she asked herself. It seemed so real.
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Remy's heart broke again as he gazed into the pain-filled eyes of his chere. His chere was as beautiful as she was when he left her. Maybe even more. She had changed, though. Her skin was still quite pale but not as deathly pale as before. He imagined it felt just as soft and velvety as it did that night. God, how he wanted to just go up and hug her. Tell her he loved her. Apologize over and over again. Do anything and everything to make everything up to her. But he didn't. He couldn't. Not after he left her like that. She would never accept him again. He didn't think he could bear it if she refused him. Besides, he was again betrothed to Belladonna and father to a little boy who was as spoilt as his uncle was.
Rogue looked away as the little boy she was sitting with said something to her.
"Mon Dieu!" he gasped as he saw the boy's eyes. Red-on-black. No, no. He couldn't be his son!!! He already had a spoilt son as it was! He saw Rogue say something to him and smile slowly.
"Come on Remy! Let's go sit!" Belladonna screeched, dragging him and Julian to a back table.
Remy decided to find out if she wanted him back in her life again or not. He had to know. He couldn't live his life not knowing if she loved him or not. Even if there was no hope.
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Rogue scanned the restaurant and was relieved to see Remy sitting in the corner, looking into a menu, his beautiful eyes distant. Belladonna was trying to get a fuming kid into order.
"Momma? Whose dat man an' why does he have the same eyes as me?" Declan asked, following his mother's gaze to Remy. Rogue started and looked at him thoughtfully.
Should she tell him? Should she tell him that that man was the same man that he had been asking about just yesterday? Should she tell him that the reason he had the same eyes as him was because he was his father?
No. She couldn't. He had a new life now. With Belladonna and the kid she presumed was his kid. He didn't need them.
"But, we need you," Rogue thought sadly. She looked at Remy again and was shocked to see that he was gone. Belladonna was telling off the little boy.
Suddenly, she smelt something oddly familiar and was glad that she sitting or she knew she would've fallen. It was his scent. Spices, his cologne, and that everlasting smoke hint. Her legs began to feel weak.
Remy walked past and his trench coat brushed against her hair. A crunched up piece of paper dropped in front her. She picked it up, looked at his retreating back and a hint of a smile could be seen on her face. She opened the note with shaking hands. It read;
Rogue,
Meet me at our place tomorrow night at 10:00. It's important.
RemyA/N: Hello and apologies for being away so long. I know this chapter is short, mushy, and really quite rubbish, but I sorta ran out of ideas supply. So, plz plz plz plz send in yr suggestions and don't forget to review!! Thanx!