HELLO AGAIN! I'm SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY it was so late. Again, I couldn't think of anything to write on it, but I think I have a good idea now! Hope you like the next chapter and if you didn't get at least teary last time get teary this time!

PS. I don't own X-men Evolution, or any other types of X-men for that. Well, you know what I mean!

Remy's and Rogue's lips finally broke apart, breaking the spell that had lingered between them only a moment before. Their surroundings were unknown to them as they just stared into each others eyes. Remy couldn't seem to believe that Rogue's emerald eyes could be even more beautiful than they had ever been. And Rogue couldn't believe that Remy's demon eyes could get even more devilish. Remy went to weave his fingers into hers. But then he felt the metal and seem to fall back to earth. Rogue looked down at her hand and saw Remy's stop. Remy's eyes flickered to Rogue's hand. When they arrived back at her face he saw a single tear appear in her right eye. Remy looked down at his own hand and weaved it into her metallic one. The metal felt extremely strange and cold on his skin. But he didn't mind. Going from the torture of not being with Rogue to holding her metallic and, now that he just noticed, ungloved hand was the best thing in the world. When Remy looked back at Rogue's face, he saw her absolute joy in her eyes.

"So do ya not mahnd?" Rogue asked him, tears starting up in her eyes. Remy wore his old genuine sly grin.

"Why wouldn' 'e Chere?" Rogue seemed overwhelmed. She just let the tears roll down her cheeks in relief. "B'sides dis is touchin', t' a degree, don' y' t'ink Chere?" Rogue's eyes widened in shock and realisation. She suddenly looked down at their hands, weaved into each other. Rogue unweaved it from Remy's hurriedly and put it back into her sling. When Rogue had done that, Remy felt a real disappointment in him. It felt the world was in another place when he had a hold of her hand. Now the world was a place of pain and sadness. Remy looked up at her face. Rogue's eyes seemed glazed over, unreachable to others.

'Why is she tryin' t' hide it?' Remy thought, trying as hard as he could to get to her through her eyes. 'I thought this is what she wants. Why would she try and keep it away.' Remy reached out to Rogue's face. She flinched as she saw it coming towards her.

"Rogue, Chere. What's wrong?" Rogue looked away from Remy's face, not able to look at it any longer.

"It…it jus' doesn't feel rahght."

"How could it b' wrong Chere?"

"Nothin', its jus'-"Rogue was interrupted as Remy reached out for Rogue's mechanical hand and held it in his right hand.

"Remy would've t'ought dis b' what y' wanted Chere." Rogue tried weakly to get out of his grasp but he held on. It would seem like he would be falling off the edges of the world if he did. His two ungloved fingers stroked the metal slowly.

"It's not satisfahyin'." Remy looked up Rogue's face abruptly to see many tears falling down her cheeks.

"What do ya mean Chere?" Rogue continued to look sadly down at Remy stoking her metallic hand.

"Ah mean, ah can't feel anythin' Remy. It's just a metal replica. Ah can't FEEL with it." Remy looked down at their hands also. She must be right. It was just a metal replica, nothing to what Rogue wanted.

"Well, we can always try an' fix dat Chere," Remy spoke down at the hands. Rogue looked frantically up into Remy's eyes.

"What do ya mean by that?" She asked hurriedly.

"Well-"Remy looked up into Rogue's eyes also, "-Everyone else is havin' breakthroughs wid deir powers." Rogue didn't quite know what Remy was getting at.

'What does 'e mean by that?' Rogue thought. She didn't interrupt as he continued on.

"Why not us Chere?" Rogue looked at his in confusion.

"What?"

"Why not one of us 'ave breakthroughs wid our powers Chere?" Rogue felt suddenly angry at his words. She had no reason as to why, but she did.

"What do ya think ah've been doin' the past, oh ah don' know, 5 or so YEARS! Ah've been at it for that long and NO improvement what so-"Rogue was interrupted when Remy put his fingered finger to her lips.

"Us don' mean jus' y' Chere." Rogue had suddenly realised what he was saying. She gasped at the thought.

"Remy, how? Where?" Remy shrugged.

"Remy don' know, da closest place to 'im dat 'e knows 'e supposes." Rogue was going to fling herself on him again when there was a knock the door. Remy saw it took a lot of her effort to restrain herself from clinging onto him.

Instead she turned to the door and called, "Come in." The door swung open, Professor Xavier and Forge entering the room.

"Rogue, how have you been?" the Professor asked, seemingly ignoring Remy.

"Ah'm good Professor."

"Good to hear." The professor said, smiling at Rogue. Rogue smiled weakly back. Remy felt a bit out of place being with the professor and Forge, only knowing who he is through Rogue talking about him. Forge went to stand next to the professor.

"Rogue, we're here to tell you about what's going to happen to your hand next." Forge looked down to see it was weaved into Remy's. He flickered his eyes to Remy then looked down at the professor.

"Exactly." Said the professor. "So I am sorry Mr. LeBeau but you are going to have to leave while to talk to Rogue. You may wait outside if you want to."

"Ok," Remy said getting up. "See y' later Chere."

"No!" Rogue said abruptly, gripping Remy's wrist rather harder than necessary. Forge and Remy looked down at Rogue with wondering looks while the professor seemed calm but insistent.

"Rogue, this is business between me, you and Forge." Rogue looked up at Remy tearfully.

"Ah don' want I'm ta go." Remy grinned sincerely, the most sincere grin he'd worn in God knows how long. Rogue returned it, losing herself in his Ruby-on-Onyx eyes. The professor watched them, with no real reason or feeling doing so. Forge however didn't seem to notice their love shot looks.

Rogue, he's not part of higher authorities and-"The professor held up a hand to silence Forge. Remy and Rogue looked over at Forge's abrupt stop to his sentence.

"I know how hard it has been for Rogue, being here by herself without greater company-"Rogue smiled sweetly at the professor. "-And I think there is no harm in letting Mr. LeBeau stay here." Remy also smiled at the professor at the professor's last words. Forge was in shock and tried to get the professor to see his side of it.

"But professor, he isn't at all high authority. And he may interrupt the proceedings."

"I, Forge, am quite sure that Mr. LeBeau understands this is very important and will not interrupt our talk." The professor looked over to see Rogue and Remy staring at each other once more. "I also understand that Rogue has been very lonely without him, and don't want her to stay in any more suspense and loneliness." Forge went to protest again but the professor interrupted him. "And as high authority myself, I invite Mr. LeBeau to stay here." Forge fumed silently but drew a chair from the corner off the room and sat down.

"Thanks mon ami," Remy said to the professor.

"You're welcome," the professor replied with a small smile. Remy sat back down in his old chair, opposite side of Rogue's bed to Forge and the professor. Rogue squeezed Remy's hand then looked to face the professor and Forge.

"So, what's goin' on?" Rogue asked. The professor flickered his eyes towards Forge, who got the message.

"We've made progress in the plans on what is going to happen to your right hand," Forge said stiffly, still annoyed that Remy was allowed to stay during this briefing.

"Oh?" Rogue said curiously.

"We were thinking of a plastic like skin to put over the metal frame," the professor continued. "It will allow you to use proper functions with your hand."

"Thank god," Rogue said, rolling her eyes. "Eating my cereal was like I daily torture." Remy couldn't help but chuckle. Forge's ears twitched as Remy did so. He looked as though he wanted to throw him out for it.

"And also, if it would satisfy your pleasures, we will be able to hook it up with the nerves in your system but not a direct blood flow." Rogue's eyes widened. She had heard enough of his, Hank's and Forge's lectures about how mutant's bodies work to know what the professor was trying to say.

"Would ya really do it professor?"

"What ever you want, it's your life and body after all." Rogue, very unexpectedly flung out her arms and embraced the professor.

"Thank ya so much professor," Rogue said, tears leaking out of her eyes for what seemed the millionth time. The professor hesitantly embraced Rogue in return.

"No problem at all Rogue."

Rogue let go of the professor and wiped away her tears as Forge pointed out, "Although the process will take longer that way."

Rogue looked at Remy again as she said, "What ever it takes." Forge silently fumed again, surely that was a distraction. However the professor just smiled and gestured to go. Forge got up angrily from his seat and started to go after the professor. He even went ahead and was out the door in a flash. The professor stopped at the door and turned around.

"Oh and also Mr. LeBeau-"Remy looked up from Rogue to look at the professor. "-You may see me at any time if you would like to join the X-men." Remy smiled at the professor.

"Thanks again mon ami." And with that, the professor wheeled out the door and left Rogue and Remy to ponder about their feelings once again.

YAY! I FINISHED! And it only took me one day, well, probably less. sighs Oh well! Hope you loved it, hope to write more as soon as possible.

And now to answer reviewers, I know this is probably a bit late for all of ya but hey?

J-dog: Don't worry, I don't plan on stopping in this story at all. It's a brilliant plot coming up…when I on it more. LOL.

Rogue gal: Glad you're liking it, I'll try and update soon!

CaptainMousey: Yes I can guess who this is. LOL. Glad you liked the first story Also sniffs from the memories of the last story I will keep the chapters posted.

Not many reviewers I know, but I respect all who respect me also! LOVE YOU ALL! LOL!

I'll try and keep the chapters posted a bit faster,

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