Remy sat down heavily in a chair and rubbed his face. He was overwhelmed by everything that was happening today. He never thought he'd be the one getting married, not after Belladonna, but he couldn't deny that his heart was already so devoted to Rogue, that it seemed more than slightly ridiculous that they didn't already tie the knot. Worry built up again as he waited for the sign to line up at the front of the church. Sudden calming feelings drifted into his heart and he recognized a very familiar empath.

"Édith," He whispered, rising from his chair. The slim brunette smiled at him broadly before hugging him close.

"Remy, mon ami, you look so happy." Her chocolate eyes sparkled with joy for him as she inspected him thoroughly. "You've been eating good, I can tell. And this look in your eyes, it's love."

"'M happy cherie, I got da woman I love down da hall, ready an' willin' ta marry me." His smile was sentimental and sweet. She nearly choked as she let out a tear for him and tried to speak at the same time. He chuckled at her enthusiasm and brushed the tear away.

"You are always welcome at my home Remy, I want you to know that. I am glad to see you at peace." She kissed his cheek gently before heading towards the entrance to the seating area. He stopped her briefly by gripping her hand.

"Édith," She looked at him expectantly, "You were right, j'ai trouvé ma maison."

"C'est brillant, je t'aime."

"Je t'aime."

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Rogue swallowed nervously in front of the tall mirror. She looked at herself and bit her lip. Jean, Storm and Jubilee had worked so hard on her dress and it looked beautiful, she just hoped she didn't screw this up. After her and Logan had a fight that broke them up completely he had left and still had yet to come back. The Professor had lost all contact with the short hairy man and some mourned his loss, but Rogue felt relaxed finally. She had been so worried that he'd hurt Remy and her that she'd had trouble sleeping for a long time, but now her fears were gone as she stood in front of the mirror. Her hair had been pulled up so it was out of her face but she had insisted that her bangs would hang loose. The long white dress clung to her body like a glove and she couldn't help but feel queasy.

"Oh Rogue! You look absolutely gorgeous!" Ororo's reassuring voice made Rogue even more worried, her stomach clenched and she feared that she'd lose her lunch.

"Ah'm worried 'Ro, what if ah mess up?" Her worries came rushing out of her and her friends smiled.

"You'll do great Rogue! Remy is gonna have to pry his jaw off the floor after seein' you like this girl!" Jubilee's excitement was rubbing off on Rogue and she smiled.

"Ya really think so gals?" The nods that followed her question were numerous. She took a deep breath and sent a quick prayer up to the Lord.

"Stop biting your lip Rogue! I just put on that lipstick!" Jean's exasperated voice made her blush.

"Sorry Jean, ah can't help it! Ah'm nervous!" Rogue exclaimed. Jean sent her calming images and slowly her nerves relaxed.

"You're going to do great." There was no room for arguement in the red headed woman's words and she knew then that she would, and even if she didn't Remy would still love her. The organ began to play and the girls rushed Rogue to the door.

"Here goes!" Rogue exclaimed in a hushed whisper to the women gathered with her. As she exited the little room she joined arms with the Professor, who even though in a chair had wanted to guide her down the aisle since she didn't have a father. Seeing Remy standing at the altar with his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide she knew she was perfect for him. He looked simply wonderful in his tux, his hair was clipped and pulled back since he liked his long hair and he looked like the perfect gentleman that he was.

As Kurt began to join them together in marriage a smile lit up her face. She belonged with Remy, she knew it. There was no doubt in Rogue's mind that he was her meant to be, and nobody was going to stop them. When it came her turn to say 'I do' she did without regret, and felt happier than ever.

"Then I now pronounce you, husband and wife." Kurt looked and smiled at them. "You may kiss the bride." He told Remy with a broad, toothy grin on his face. Remy turned to her and leaned close, Rogue had turned her bracelet on earlier and she had told Remy that she would earlier before the preperations. And now as his lips touched hers for the first time in six years, Rogue felt elated. Their kiss was short but passionate, and it signified everything their love proclaimed. They were meant to be.

Fin.

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French translations:

j'ai trouvé ma maison: I found my home.

C'est brillant: That's brilliant.

Je t'aime: I love you.

(A/N) Well everybody, it's been a long journey. I posted this story years ago and have planned on revising it for months now. I finally finished it though. I believe the edits benefitted the fic overall and didn't really change the plot all that much. I'll try to get on the sequal and fix it up just as fabulous, but no promises on time! I did all the edits for this story in one night. *sigh*

Alrighty then. Guess it's time I called this story finished for the last time.

God bless,

-BlessedMay