COMPROMISE

"Now ya done it Remy." Henri walked into the room and closed the door behind him. "What is she doin' in here. Notre pere just down stairs."

"Found her here alright."

"Non, not alright Remy." Belle said as she stood to face him. "Who was she?"

Remy looked away from her. "Who was she?" Then she turned to Henri. "Well?"

"Well nothin' I don't owe ya no explaination. I am sick of makin' 'xcuses pour mon frere." With that Henri walked out. Belle turned back to Remy, "Mon amour, who was she?"

"The weddin' today...it was, she's-"

"Don't say that, tell me it ain't true?"

"Je suis desole. It was arranged chere. Just didn't have the heart ta tell ya. Was gonna tell ya tonight."

"After the fact."

"Desole."

"I know, it's just that, do ya love her? Have ya-"

"Non chere, on both counts."

"But ya were, that's why ya didn't wanna see me tonight."

"Non, just didn't want mon pere pickin' up on anythin'."

"Did she try anythin'?"

"Non." 'Only in Remy's dreams'.

"Really?"

"Oui, she don't want nothin' do wit me. She already knew 'bout ya"

"But why she act like that then?"

"Je ne sais pas." Then she kissed him.

"Belle, ya better go. It's bound ta get out, so Remy should go and talk to her."

"So, let her work it out."

"Remy would if he could, mais it look kind'a suspicious, non."

"Oh alright, but if she touches ya-" she pouted.

"Don't worry 'bout Remy none, he a big boy."

Remy went looking for Anna on the grounds since he found that she was not in her guest room. He was pretty far out and paused just to lit a cigarette when he heard some movement not too far away.

"What must ya be doin', ma cherie, ta be makin' all that racket?"

Then he quietly made his way over to the noise and hid himself amongst the trees in the darkness. But that is when he saw her, holding her own, and against assassins no less. There was just over half a dozen of them, and she didn't seem to need any help so he was just content to stay hidden and watch her. They were no match for the girl. He noticed how gracefully she moved, almost as if it were a dance, but she was dishing out painful blows left and right.

As he watched he noticed one on the ground from behind her, pull out a dagger and lunge toward Anna. He had enough, he pulled out a card and charged it as quickly as he could at the dagger. It was enough of a blow to make it fly out of the hand that was holding it and land safely away from Anna. He came out of the shadows to help her now, but she had acted as if she hadn't noticed even though he knew she did. After a few more minutes of fighting the two, the assassins gave up and called it quits, running off through the trees. That is when she turned to him breathing a little heavy but not quite irratic, "Ah was doin' fine, thank ya."

"Oui, mais them assassins weren't gonna quit 'til ya were dead."

"Whay ya here? Ya Juliette get tired of ya?"

"Juliette?"

"The gal ya were with."

"Belle, it was Belladonna."

"Whatevah, Ah nevah said Ah knew her name."

"Then why ya call her Juliette chere."

"Ain't that mah purpose, so that ya couldn't run off like Romeo and Juliette?"

"Guess ya right."

"Whay ya here?"

"Why ya here, alone no less?"

"Ah am pretty sure ya know that answer."

"Oh, je suis desole."

"Ya sure are sorry a lot aren't ya?" As she laughed he felt drawn to her again, like he did at the wedding. He started moving closer to her and she misunderstood why he did so, thinking that he was going to try to explain so she stepped back.

"Look, it's not what ya think sugah. Ah was told Ah was gonna get mah own room, Ah seriously didn't expect it ta beh with ya or that ya were gonna beh busy in it." He stopped dead in his tracks and paled just a bit.

"We married and ya didn't expect ta room wit Remy?"

"Ah know it sounds silly but that is exactly what Ah thought."

"When Remy go to his room he didn't expect Belle."

"Oh."

"Don't worry none. Nothin' to be embarrassed of."

"Ah know, just, well it's not exactly a normal situation ya know?"

"Oui. Ya not scared of Remy, are ya chere?"

"No, whay?"

"The lil explosives display earlier."

"Oh that, no. Not at all. Got a brother whose one too." She whispered.

"That why ya don't mind Remy's eyes."

"Try yellow ones without any pupil or nothin' and blue fur everywhere." She laughs and he follows suit.

"We better be headin' back."

"Ah forgot 'bout dinnah. Ya papa probably pretty mad at meh."

"Non, don't worry about it none, he can't be mad at ya, especially not on ya weddin' day."

"Yeah, but Ah know that there was some questions he had for meh."

"Well they can wait 'til tomorrow."

"Yeah."

As soon as they made it to the door, Jean-Luc was already waiting for them.

"What happened to the deux of ya?"

"Ah'm sorry sir, Ah just needed ta go fer a walk and get some fresh air. Ah lost track of time."

"So ya went out alone when I told ya explicitly not-"

"Non, mon pere, Remy be wit her the entire time."

"Is that right Anna?" She just nodded.

"De femme was attacked though. Remy sneak 'round ta see what was goin' on and watched her."

"De assassins?"

"Oui. And the femme hold her own."

"I am sure she did Remy." They both smiled at Anna. "Are ya hungry, there is still some left."

"No thank ya, Ah'm just gonna head ta bed if'n that's alright."

"Oui. Bon nuit."

Remy followed her to her room, partly to make sure Belle was no longer there, and the other part did not want to leave her side. He opened the door for her and she paused.

"Don't worry none. We make out a sleepin' arrangement later, non."

"It's not that, just...thank ya fer helpin' meh out there."

"Wit the assassins or mon pere?" He smirked at her.

"Both." She came up close to him and layed one hand on his chest and proceeded to give him a peck on the check. Just as she was about to pull back he held her in place and kissed her. Nothing like before, just a simple kiss. He felt as if he just needed to taste her perfect, pouty, kissable lips. Everything about her just screamed sinful. She pulled back once again and slowly finished walking inside the room as he closed the door.

She went looking for some clothes of her own to change into after she took a shower and she found none. Nobody had brought her stuff in. 'Oh well, mah fault anyway. They probably sent out a search party fer meh.' She was too tired to bother with much so she just pulled a shirt out of his closet. It was a silky black dress shirt. 'This will do. He probably won't mind, and if'n he does, oh well. Ah'm tired and dirty.' Then she proceeded to go and take a nice long bath.

Outside, Remy was out pretty far onto the grounds again waiting for Belle to show up. He knew she would come back, she always does.

"Remy." He turned and there she was as beautiful as ever.

"Belle."

"It's just a way to make sure Remy don't run off wit ya."

"I know mon amour, I know." She kissed him.

"Ya not angry."

"Non. I would take ya anyway I can get ya."

"Merci, but it's gonna be harder now. Mon pere gonna want Remy wit her more." She turned away from him.

"That mean what I think it means Remy."

"It means what ya want of it chere. Not gonna push ya into nuttin'."

"I'm willin' ta try."

"Then Remy is too, for ya."

Anna had lost track of time just simply adoring the comfort of the tub. But she knew she had to get out and head to bed before she fell asleep. She finally got herself up and dried off dressing herself in his shirt. As she came out of the bathroom she quickly patted her hair dry and walked over to the dresser and sat down. 'Wonder what's takin' him so long. Ah wanna go ta bed, thought we were gonna make some kind'a arrangement. Yeah right, he probably meant somethin' other than sleepin' together. He's sick, Ah bet he's out with the Belle anyhow. The way he keeps comin' on ta meh ya would think he was married ta her and Ah was the other woman, if'n Ah would actually sleep with him.' Anna laughed at herself as she started to brush her hair.

Not but a second later there was a slight knock on the door and then Remy peeked his head through. "Ya decent?"

"Like it would mattah ta ya." He smirked as he walked in and closed the door. She noticed how he was looking at her, again, and thinking it was because of him maybe being angry about her wearing his shirt, she stood up and decided to explain.

"Sorry, nobody brought mah stuff ovah and Ah didn't feel up ta a walk that far down the hall."

"S'okay. Just thinkin' ya probably look better in it then Remy do anyway." He said in a low, husky voice as his eyes seemed to glow that red shade just as before. She felt uneasy once again.

"Were ya waitin' up fer Remy?"

"No, well yes." she groaned. "Ya said somethin' 'bout a sleepin' 'rrangment. Ah'm real tired and Ah would like ta know what it is." That smirk grew bigger.

"Well we could start wit ya on the bottom-"

"Please don't finish that sentence if it's X-rated."

"Of the covers and Remy on the top, if ya comfortable wit that chere?" She blushed.

"Yeah, Ah'm good with that."

"Ya look even bettah wit that shade of red on ya face."

"Ha ha. Good night Cajun."

"Bon nuit mon chere."