HELLO LOVELY FANS AND REVIEWERS! I'm sorry I haven't written in a while, good stories take time to write, I've been making a plot for a new fanfic AND I had LOADS of homework (DAMN YOU SCHOOL…!) PLEASE READ! I'M NOT I SUGAR HIGH MANIC! (Or AM I…!)

PS. I don't own anything I tell you, ANYTHING! (Well, maybe except Damian and the plot, but whatever!)

Last time!

"GOOD-BYE!" Damian's eyes, suddenly went back to their normal state, and a thump could be heard from behind Rogue but again she took no notice.

"NO, Rogue STOP!" Rogue's head whipped around to see who shouted.

It was Kitty. She had got to her feet and attempted to stop Rogue killing Damian. To her it was absurd and infuriating.

"Why should ah? He's caused nothin' but pain and anger to both ya and meh Kitty!" Rogue still couldn't take in that Kitty was doing this, trying to defend Damian.

"It's not because I, like, like him or anything-" She shot a 'death glare' to equal Rogue's at Damian and he winced "-it's just that you're, like, going to get in deep trouble, like, with the police." Rogue scoffed. 'Did Kitty really think she was going to worry about the police?' When Kitty didn't respond, Rogue stared at her for a few seconds.

"Why 're ya tryin' ta protect 'im? Ya know what he's done."

"I, like, told you," Kitty said exasperatedly, "I'm not, like, PROTECTING him. I'm doing it so, like, you don't get into deep trouble." Rogue seemed to be getting weaker just standing there and holding up the chunk of road over the booth. She then remembered something.

Flash-back

"Rogue, are you, like, sure you can…" Kitty trailed off, but Rogue wasn't paying any attention to Kitty, but putting on her helmet. "…Well, if you do reach him, I really hope you, like, get back together."

End Flash-back

Rogue heard a groan somewhere. The thing that had clicked inside her seemed to, disconnect. Rogue fell to her knees just as the chunk of road fell from the air. Damian jumped quickly from the booth smashing more glass, but not quite quickly enough. He staggered in pain as blood seemed to flood suddenly around him. His lower right leg had been ripped off. He screamed in agony, his half a leg waving around. Rogue walked up to his blood drenched body and had an expression that said 'You deserve what you got'. She stared at his face, which was contorted with pain.

"Ah taught ya ya'r lesson." Rogue nudged him with her boot, but he didn't seem to notice. "Ya got what ya deserved ya bastard." She kicked him, and he whipped out his hand but she kicked it away, making him feel worse. "Ya now know what it feels lahke, ta be alahve but in extreme pain." Rogue was now kicking Damian over and over until Damian curled into a ball. Rogue used her foot to turn Damian to face her, to kick him again. But before she could however, Damian's eyes went rainbow swirly once again, and shout could be heard from Remy. Rogue was instantly blew her top and she was kicking as hard as she could, trying to get as much of Damian she could reach. Kitty ran over and grabbed Rogue's shoulders and tried to pull her back but Rogue wrenched out of grasp and kicked some more of Damian's quivering body. Kitty wrapped her arms Rogue's waist and pulled harder, managing to pull Rogue off Damian, whose eyes were normal again. Rogue was going to go for him again when she heard yet another groan. Remy was lying on the ground, weak and limp looking. Rogue rushed over to him, getting down on her knees and turning him so he faced her suddenly scared emerald eyes. "Remy?...Re-Remy, 're ya ok?" Remy just lied there on Rogue's lap, eyes closed. His heart beat was dangerously slow and Rogue couldn't stand just looking at him, hardly alive. She collapsed onto his chest and started crying, shoulders shaking her slim figure. She shook her head, looked into his face and started muttering. "Remy, pl-please, d-d-don't do this ta meh. Y-ya were the be-best thing that ever ha-happened ta meh. D-don't be dead, pl-please don't be dead!" Rogue felt a three fingered hand on her shoulder. Kurt had come over to comfort her, but she shook him off. "No, no," Rogue muttered, shaking her head on Remy's chest.

"Rogue, let him go."

"Piss off Kurt!" Rogue shouted in his face. Rogue turned her face to Remy and kissed him, trying to get a response from him. But she never got any. The weird feeling of one kissing, and one doing nothing, not even breathing. It felt even weirder than someone being so shocked they didn't do anything. She broke away, looked at his lifeless body once more, and started crying into his chest again. She was crying so hard she didn't feel the small rising and falling of his chest. Kurt looked at Rogue, sobbing loudly into Remy's chest. He didn't know how it must feel, but he knew that it must be complete agony. Kitty came up behind Kurt, looking at Rogue too.

"Come on Kurt," Kitty whispered in Kurt's ear, "Lets go." Kurt looked over to Kitty.

"But we can't leave them hear!"

"I mean, let's, like, leave her for a little while until she can, like, calm down."

Kurt looked back to Rogue sobbing, and then said, "Ok, I'm right behind you Kitty." Kitty and Kurt then walked away, leaving Rogue alone. She sat there sobbing for what felt like hours. She looked at the lifeless face again, no cocky grin, no smirk, no adorable ruby-on-onyx eyes she could stare into, nothing. She couldn't seem to be able to let go, let go of him. He always was there for her, and she let him down. No, Damian let him down, and now look what happened. Rogue cried even harder and louder than she had ever before, started muttering under her breath.

"Remy, ah'm sorry. It's all my fault." She repeated the words over and over.

"What's all your fault Chere?" Came a husky whisper. Rogue froze, she had even stopped crying, eyes suddenly wide. 'Could it possibly be?' She turned her head to she Remy's eyes and his cocky Cajun grin. She flung her arms around him and dissolved into tears again.

"Oh Remy, ya'r alahve." Remy embraced her aswell.

"What else could Remy be Chere?"

"Ah thought, ah though…"

"Well you don' have t' think dat anymore." They lay there, hugging each other and Rogue crying into Remy's shoulder. "It's alright Chere," Remy whispered in Rogue's ear.

"Ah love ya so much Remy." Remy smiled.

"I love you too Chere." Rogue lifted herself so she could look at his face, and smiled. He smiled back, not his cocky Cajun grin, not his smirk, a true smile. Some thing welled up inside her to see that smile. Remy attempted to get up into a sitting position but was unable to, knowing what had happened before. Rogue pulled him up. They stared into each others faces a little longer, then they started leaning into each other.

…0o0oOoOoOo0o0…

Kitty and Kurt were sitting behind a chunk of road, trying to ignore the people in the airport worrying. Kurt suddenly looked up and looked around, as though someone had called his name.

"What's, like, up Kurt?"

"Keety," Kurt said slowly.

"Yeah…?"

"Have you noticed zhat Rogue doezn't seem to be crying anymore?" Kitty listened intently.

"Yeah, your, like, right Kurt. Some things definitely going on." Both of them looked at each other. "Do you think we should, like, see what's going on?"