Epilogue

Disclaimer: I still don't own it.

A/N: Ok, well here's the epilogue I promised. I'm going to at least try to make some sense out of this. I would also like to thank all of you who reviewed; you guys are awesome.

Rogue was once again sitting on her bed at the Institute. Three years had gone by since she was reunited with Remy. She could still remember the shocked expression on everyone's faces when she returned and announced that she was engaged. She could also still remember the argument that came not long after. Logan wasn't very pleased with the fact that Rogue disappeared for less than a week and came back with a fiancé. And, of course, the remark that he should have been glad she didn't come back married didn't help any either.

Remy had spent the rest of the day in the hospital wing of the Institute unconscious. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't Logan that knocked him out, but Kurt. Kurt seemed to be under the impression that his sister was under some kind of mind control.

flashback

Beast managed to get Remy down to the med. lab while Rogue spent the next hour explaining to them that she had known him when she was younger. She told them that they had been in love and that if it hadn't have been for her powers, they probably would have already been married. Of course, this was all very difficult, not to mention embarrassing, for her to say to everyone. Her face was red for a long while after she finished.

"Stripes, what the hell are ya talking about? You were sixteen when ya came here, don' tell me you were already planning your wedding." He said, not completely buying her story. "Besides, ya never mentioned Gumbo once."

Rogue looked down when he said that, ignoring the familiar feeling in the corner of her eyes. She was still angry with herself for leaving him without a word. Those five years apart were more painful than believing she'd never have the chance to touch again. She wouldn't deny it, she was afraid of her powers and that was a major reason she didn't want to get close to anyone again; but he had been the main reason. She loved him so much that it hurt and when she left she swore she'd never love again. She had decided that pushing people away was easier; caring hurt too much.

Logan seemed to notice the change in Rogue's demeanor because he didn't say anything more, just growled slightly and left the room. The sound of a motorcycle starting up and taking off was heard not long after. Rogue didn't bother looking up at the others, she just turned and left the room without a word; she felt so ashamed. She made her way down to the med. lab and laid down on the bed beside Remy, who had yet to wake up. However, he began to stir as he felt his shirt slowly becoming wet. He tried to sit up, but realized that there was something on him that wasn't allowing him to move. He opened his eyes and soon saw that that something was really a someone.

"What's got my chère so upset?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her.

"Ah hate this Remy." She sobbed into his chest.

"Ya hate what, chère?" He asked compassionately, running a hand through her hair.

"Ah hate my powers, Ah hate the fact that Ah left ya because of them…Ah hate myself." She cried angrily, her body shaking horribly as she tried to hold back her tears.

"Don' ya ever say dat again, Rogue." He said seriously, forcing her to look at him. Rogue stared into his eyes; oh, how she'd missed those eyes. After a few minutes she broke down again and he held her as she continued to cry into his chest.

"Ah'm sorry." She whispered later, after she calmed down.

"Remy forgave ya a long time ago chère." He said, holding her close. "Now, tell Remy 'bout dese powers of yours."

Rogue told him all about how her powers were nothing more than a curse. How she couldn't make physical contact with another person because she would knock them out and then obtain their powers, which she normally couldn't control. But the worst part had been the psyches and how they would haunt her and cause her headaches. She then told him that the X-Men had helped her a lot. But it had been Forge who had invented the bracelet that she always wore that allowed her to touch again. It also helped her control her power as well as everyone else's she had absorbed over the years; not to mention it kept the psyches quiet. She had had the bracelet for only a few months, but it was the best gift she had ever received; besides her engagement ring, of course.

Remy was amazed by all that Rogue told him. He couldn't believe everything she had gone through. He wished that he could have been there for her, been able to help her as well; but there was nothing to be made of that now. He was just glad that she was back in his life.

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Someone sat down on the bed beside Rogue, bringing her out of her reverie. She glanced up into a pair of very familiar red on black eyes. She smiled as he pulled her into his arms, holding her close. She closed her eyes and leaned into him, enjoying the warmth radiating off him.

"What ya thinkin' 'bout chère?" He asked, leaning against the back of the bed; Rogue still in his arms.

"Just rememberin' when ya moved back here with me." She said, smiling; he smirked.

Rogue then turned and kissed Remy before sitting up and allowing him to lie down. Once he was comfortable, she laid down as well, resting her head on his chest. She listened to his heartbeat for a long time before a new sound entered the room. It was a calming sound that they both knew well. A smile formed on both of their lips as they drifted off to sleep while the rain poured peacefully outside.

A/N: Well, I hope that cleared a few things up. I'm pretty sure I'm done with this story now. I know it was really short and the explanation of Rogue's powers probably wasn't that great, but I just can't think of anything else to add right now.