Author's Note- I'm glad you're all enjoying this.
DemonicGambit- Yep, it was her, good guess:) I totally agree with the Remy vs. Bobby comment
Natural- The interaction between the boys will come next chappie (I think). I'll keep Remy's abilities in mind, thanks
UndyingImmortal- Rocked, huh? Thanks!
Lightspeed Suzuka- There's an explanation of that here, and remember that Emma used to be an uberbitch, which is why I sometimes write her like that still.
Calliann- Of course I used it! It's one of the best 'Rogue controlling her powers' ideas I've heard. Plus your story is one of the best of all the Romy stories I've read (sorry I haven't reviewed I'm really bad about that, but I do love it).
4Rogue- Yep, she just can't admit it, although he seems to have no problems.
Valley-Gurl101- Ya can't rush perfection j/k, besides, YOU haven't been updating lately either (puppy eyes)
GambitsRogue- Don't worry, no Jubilee/Gambit stuff in my stories, personally I don't see where it comes from.
ishandahalf- No ass kicking, although I'm going to file that idea away for possible further use;)
Making Up
~*~
She's anything in the world
That you cannot explain
But when she throws me a smile
It's fire in the rain
-Bon Jovi
~*~
Remy opened the door and regarded Pete. "You idiot."
Pete blinked. "Wot?"
"Walk with Remy." The two walked onto the porch and both lit a cigarette. "Remy heard dat you had lunch at a diner. Do y' know who was there?"
"No."
"Kitty, mon ami."
"What'd she see?"
"She saw you and Madam Frost kissin'."
"Damn it."
"What were y' thinkin'?"
"She's bein' followed, an' they have a psi damper. We were just making sure it looked real. I didn't think-"
"Mebbe you should go home, mon brave. De chat no want ta see you."
A wry grin touched his face. "And when have I ever stayed away just `cause I wasn't wanted?" Remy shook his head and the two leaned against the wall, still smoking. "On a scale of one to ten, how pissed is she?"
"She hasn't been out of her room for the past few hours. Remy t'inks she's hurt, not angry. Jubilee said she defended you."
"Damn it, that's even worse."
"It is?" Remy grinned suddenly. "You really like her."
"I'll see you, Lebeau." Pete walked inside and started up the stairs.
"Kitty might not blame you but Ah do," Rogue said behind him. Pete turned. "Ya could have told her."
"Look, this whole thing was just a mis-"
"If yer gonna say missunderstandin', don't. You were kissin' this woman after makin' Kitty think that ya like her. Ah want you to leave."
"I can't do that." He turned his back on her and continued up the stairs. Rogue glared after him but didn't follow. Pete went to the girls' room and knocked.
"Come in," Kitty called. Taking a deep breath Pete walked in. "Pete!" Kitty sat up and forced a smile. "What's up?"
"We need to talk."
Her face fell instantly. "The others talked to you."
"Remy did, yes."
"We don't need to talk. I understand."
He snorted. "You don't. Luv, that was Emma, she's an old friend."
"You two must be very close."
Pete sighed shaking his head; this wasn't going to be easy. "Can I tell you a story?"
"No."
He chuckled. "Well, unless ya phase you're gonna hear it anyhow."
"Fine."
***If you know Pete's past scroll past this part.*** "Growin' up there was nothin' more that I wanted then to be like my da, but he didn't want that life for me or somet'in'. He was ashamed, when me application to Scotland Yard got rejected I knew it was because of him. The day I graduated I was approached by an agency called Black Air. They recruited me."
Kitty was intrigued despite her every hope to stay stoic. "What were they?"
"A government agency. At first it was great. I was trained by some great agents, in my first missions I helped people but then things started to get worse. They had me use me powers to kill. Ronsaphan... I don't want t' talk about that now, though... point is I finally got out of the agency, spent a couple years workin' t' take `em out."
"What does this have to do with-?"
He smiled down at her. "If you let me finish grasshopper you'll understand. My past is why Emma called me. She was bein' followed and needed information on the people after her."
"So she called you."
"Yes."
"How'd she know you?"
Pete took a deep breath, now this was going to be hard. "Emma and I... in the past were t'gether."
"Oh."
"But that's been over for years."
"And when she called you, you came right away?"
"Well, yeah. We had a past; I honor those ties. If you were t' call me in five years needin' help I'd be on the next plane."
She smiled a little. "We aren't together."
"We could be."
"Peter Wisdom, was that a come-on?"
He grinned down at her. "Yes." She averted her eyes in a sweetly shy gesture. He stepped closer extending a hand to help her off of the bed. He pulled her up and against him. He looked down and almost cursed seeing that her eyes were very slightly bloodshot, she had shed tears over him. He leaned down and very lightly brushed his lips against hers. She smiled up at him.
"So, what happened?"
"I gave her the info she needed to take care of everything. The hug was a thank you, but the kiss was to throw off anyone watching."
She smiled. "It worked."
"I'm sorry, if I had known you were there-"
"Pete, you don't have to apologize, I mean, even if you were with her it's not like you were leading me on."
"So, are we okay?"
"I guess." They walked down the stairs together. Rogue looked between them and raised an eyebrow to Kitty who just beamed at her. Satisfied that her friend was okay she relaxed. Remy saw the how close the two stood next to each other and smiled. The two walked onto the porch and sat together in silence.
Inside
Remy watched the two leave. "What happened?" Rogue asked.
"Remy guesses they talked."
"Thanks, Ah hadn't guessed that." He smiled. "What Ah meant was why'd she forgive him."
"Perhaps de chat believed him. Pete's not with Emma, hasn't been in years."
"Then why'd-"
"Remy can't say dat, ma chérie."
Rogue crossed her arms and the look she gave him was one of pure annoyance. "Why not?"
"Remy be sword ta secrecy. Remy don' talk about Black Air business and Wisdom don' talk about guild secrets. Compris?"
Rogue's eyebrows shot up. "Guild?"
Remy winced realizing what he had said. "Merde."
"Assassin or Thief?"
"'Assassin'? Y' have t' ask? Ah ain't one of dem honorless bâtards, chére."
"A thief. Well, that figures."
"What?"
"Yer a thievin' swamp rat, part of the guild of thievin' swamp rats."
He grinned suddenly, well if she knew... "Remy be de prince of de t'ieves, petite."
She snorted. "Ah repeat. Figures."
"Y' hurt Remy's feelin's." Logan walked in.
"Game at ten," he told Remy before walking into the kitchen. Remy grinned even wider.
Outside
"This is awkward," Kitty said after the third minute of silence. "This is going to sound clichéd but what are you thinking about?"
"Luv, you never want to ask a guy that," Pete told her. "But since you did ask, right now I'm imagining you-"
"Never mind!"
He laughed. "Actually I wanted to do this," he leaned in and kissed her softly.
She raised any eyebrow. "Really?"
"Yeah, just wasn't sure how you'd react."
"I'd probably react like this." Her kiss wasn't quite as tentative as his and he quickly took over deepening the kiss a little and tugging her closer. The door opened but the two were too engrossed in each other to notice.
"Remy sees y' have chosen," the Cajun said behind them. "Very well, chat, Remy'll have ta live without ya." Kitty pulled away still looking into Pete's eyes as the Londoner ran a hand tenderly through her hair.
"Hi, Remy," she said not looking up.
"That's so cute it's digustin'," Rogue said with a smile.
"Hi, Rogue," Kitty said forcing herself to looking away from Pete long enough to look up at her roommate.
"Remy just wanted ta tell y' dat de game's at ten," Remy told Pete.
"Thanks," Pete nodded looking up at his friend. Kitty stood stretching deftly, unaware of Pete's eyes following her every move. She walked inside and the others followed.
"Let's watch a movie," Kitty said suddenly looking up at Pete who shrugged following her into the surprisingly empty rec. room. The two sat down on the sofa and Kitty turned it to AMC where "Spaceballs" was coming on. Rogue came in and sat on the couch.
"Ah love this movie!" she exclaimed. Remy sat down beside her and exchanged glances with Pete. Kitty tentatively curled up next to Pete who wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Remy looked at them and raised one eyebrow at Rogue. "Touch me and die."
"Dat sounds like a challenge, ma chérie," Remy smirked. He reached out and took her hand. She pulled her hand away and slapped at him. The two began a half-hearted wrestling match on the couch soon toppling off, Remy on top of Rogue. "Dis is perfect."
"No, it's not."
He looked down at her and raised one eyebrow. "Very well." He rolled over so she was on top of him. "Dat better?" She glared at him and stood up sitting back on the couch. Remy sighed and sat down back next to her. Rogue glared at Kitty and Pete who had been watching the two. Kitty smiled turning back to the movie. Kitty dozed off before the movie was over. When the movie was over he gently laid her down on the couch softly running a hand through her hair before turning to Remy who was watching them with a smirk.
"Time fer the game," Pete said straightening embarrassed that the other man had witnessed the small show of tenderness. Remy nodded and also stood.
"G'night, chére," Remy said kissing Rogue's gloved hand. Rogue pulled her hand away and walked away. Remy watched her go before smiling and following her. Pete looked down at Kitty before taking his duster, which was hanging on the back of the sofa and laying it over her. He touched her hair again before turning and walking towards the door. "Mon ami, this is a side of ya Remy's never seen before."
"Shove it, LeBeau."
"Y' jus' keep sayin' stuff like dat, Remy's startin' ta get worried about you're sexuality." Pete just gave him a look as the two walked to the kitchen.
DemonicGambit- Yep, it was her, good guess:) I totally agree with the Remy vs. Bobby comment
Natural- The interaction between the boys will come next chappie (I think). I'll keep Remy's abilities in mind, thanks
UndyingImmortal- Rocked, huh? Thanks!
Lightspeed Suzuka- There's an explanation of that here, and remember that Emma used to be an uberbitch, which is why I sometimes write her like that still.
Calliann- Of course I used it! It's one of the best 'Rogue controlling her powers' ideas I've heard. Plus your story is one of the best of all the Romy stories I've read (sorry I haven't reviewed I'm really bad about that, but I do love it).
4Rogue- Yep, she just can't admit it, although he seems to have no problems.
Valley-Gurl101- Ya can't rush perfection j/k, besides, YOU haven't been updating lately either (puppy eyes)
GambitsRogue- Don't worry, no Jubilee/Gambit stuff in my stories, personally I don't see where it comes from.
ishandahalf- No ass kicking, although I'm going to file that idea away for possible further use;)
Making Up
~*~
She's anything in the world
That you cannot explain
But when she throws me a smile
It's fire in the rain
-Bon Jovi
~*~
Remy opened the door and regarded Pete. "You idiot."
Pete blinked. "Wot?"
"Walk with Remy." The two walked onto the porch and both lit a cigarette. "Remy heard dat you had lunch at a diner. Do y' know who was there?"
"No."
"Kitty, mon ami."
"What'd she see?"
"She saw you and Madam Frost kissin'."
"Damn it."
"What were y' thinkin'?"
"She's bein' followed, an' they have a psi damper. We were just making sure it looked real. I didn't think-"
"Mebbe you should go home, mon brave. De chat no want ta see you."
A wry grin touched his face. "And when have I ever stayed away just `cause I wasn't wanted?" Remy shook his head and the two leaned against the wall, still smoking. "On a scale of one to ten, how pissed is she?"
"She hasn't been out of her room for the past few hours. Remy t'inks she's hurt, not angry. Jubilee said she defended you."
"Damn it, that's even worse."
"It is?" Remy grinned suddenly. "You really like her."
"I'll see you, Lebeau." Pete walked inside and started up the stairs.
"Kitty might not blame you but Ah do," Rogue said behind him. Pete turned. "Ya could have told her."
"Look, this whole thing was just a mis-"
"If yer gonna say missunderstandin', don't. You were kissin' this woman after makin' Kitty think that ya like her. Ah want you to leave."
"I can't do that." He turned his back on her and continued up the stairs. Rogue glared after him but didn't follow. Pete went to the girls' room and knocked.
"Come in," Kitty called. Taking a deep breath Pete walked in. "Pete!" Kitty sat up and forced a smile. "What's up?"
"We need to talk."
Her face fell instantly. "The others talked to you."
"Remy did, yes."
"We don't need to talk. I understand."
He snorted. "You don't. Luv, that was Emma, she's an old friend."
"You two must be very close."
Pete sighed shaking his head; this wasn't going to be easy. "Can I tell you a story?"
"No."
He chuckled. "Well, unless ya phase you're gonna hear it anyhow."
"Fine."
***If you know Pete's past scroll past this part.*** "Growin' up there was nothin' more that I wanted then to be like my da, but he didn't want that life for me or somet'in'. He was ashamed, when me application to Scotland Yard got rejected I knew it was because of him. The day I graduated I was approached by an agency called Black Air. They recruited me."
Kitty was intrigued despite her every hope to stay stoic. "What were they?"
"A government agency. At first it was great. I was trained by some great agents, in my first missions I helped people but then things started to get worse. They had me use me powers to kill. Ronsaphan... I don't want t' talk about that now, though... point is I finally got out of the agency, spent a couple years workin' t' take `em out."
"What does this have to do with-?"
He smiled down at her. "If you let me finish grasshopper you'll understand. My past is why Emma called me. She was bein' followed and needed information on the people after her."
"So she called you."
"Yes."
"How'd she know you?"
Pete took a deep breath, now this was going to be hard. "Emma and I... in the past were t'gether."
"Oh."
"But that's been over for years."
"And when she called you, you came right away?"
"Well, yeah. We had a past; I honor those ties. If you were t' call me in five years needin' help I'd be on the next plane."
She smiled a little. "We aren't together."
"We could be."
"Peter Wisdom, was that a come-on?"
He grinned down at her. "Yes." She averted her eyes in a sweetly shy gesture. He stepped closer extending a hand to help her off of the bed. He pulled her up and against him. He looked down and almost cursed seeing that her eyes were very slightly bloodshot, she had shed tears over him. He leaned down and very lightly brushed his lips against hers. She smiled up at him.
"So, what happened?"
"I gave her the info she needed to take care of everything. The hug was a thank you, but the kiss was to throw off anyone watching."
She smiled. "It worked."
"I'm sorry, if I had known you were there-"
"Pete, you don't have to apologize, I mean, even if you were with her it's not like you were leading me on."
"So, are we okay?"
"I guess." They walked down the stairs together. Rogue looked between them and raised an eyebrow to Kitty who just beamed at her. Satisfied that her friend was okay she relaxed. Remy saw the how close the two stood next to each other and smiled. The two walked onto the porch and sat together in silence.
Inside
Remy watched the two leave. "What happened?" Rogue asked.
"Remy guesses they talked."
"Thanks, Ah hadn't guessed that." He smiled. "What Ah meant was why'd she forgive him."
"Perhaps de chat believed him. Pete's not with Emma, hasn't been in years."
"Then why'd-"
"Remy can't say dat, ma chérie."
Rogue crossed her arms and the look she gave him was one of pure annoyance. "Why not?"
"Remy be sword ta secrecy. Remy don' talk about Black Air business and Wisdom don' talk about guild secrets. Compris?"
Rogue's eyebrows shot up. "Guild?"
Remy winced realizing what he had said. "Merde."
"Assassin or Thief?"
"'Assassin'? Y' have t' ask? Ah ain't one of dem honorless bâtards, chére."
"A thief. Well, that figures."
"What?"
"Yer a thievin' swamp rat, part of the guild of thievin' swamp rats."
He grinned suddenly, well if she knew... "Remy be de prince of de t'ieves, petite."
She snorted. "Ah repeat. Figures."
"Y' hurt Remy's feelin's." Logan walked in.
"Game at ten," he told Remy before walking into the kitchen. Remy grinned even wider.
Outside
"This is awkward," Kitty said after the third minute of silence. "This is going to sound clichéd but what are you thinking about?"
"Luv, you never want to ask a guy that," Pete told her. "But since you did ask, right now I'm imagining you-"
"Never mind!"
He laughed. "Actually I wanted to do this," he leaned in and kissed her softly.
She raised any eyebrow. "Really?"
"Yeah, just wasn't sure how you'd react."
"I'd probably react like this." Her kiss wasn't quite as tentative as his and he quickly took over deepening the kiss a little and tugging her closer. The door opened but the two were too engrossed in each other to notice.
"Remy sees y' have chosen," the Cajun said behind them. "Very well, chat, Remy'll have ta live without ya." Kitty pulled away still looking into Pete's eyes as the Londoner ran a hand tenderly through her hair.
"Hi, Remy," she said not looking up.
"That's so cute it's digustin'," Rogue said with a smile.
"Hi, Rogue," Kitty said forcing herself to looking away from Pete long enough to look up at her roommate.
"Remy just wanted ta tell y' dat de game's at ten," Remy told Pete.
"Thanks," Pete nodded looking up at his friend. Kitty stood stretching deftly, unaware of Pete's eyes following her every move. She walked inside and the others followed.
"Let's watch a movie," Kitty said suddenly looking up at Pete who shrugged following her into the surprisingly empty rec. room. The two sat down on the sofa and Kitty turned it to AMC where "Spaceballs" was coming on. Rogue came in and sat on the couch.
"Ah love this movie!" she exclaimed. Remy sat down beside her and exchanged glances with Pete. Kitty tentatively curled up next to Pete who wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Remy looked at them and raised one eyebrow at Rogue. "Touch me and die."
"Dat sounds like a challenge, ma chérie," Remy smirked. He reached out and took her hand. She pulled her hand away and slapped at him. The two began a half-hearted wrestling match on the couch soon toppling off, Remy on top of Rogue. "Dis is perfect."
"No, it's not."
He looked down at her and raised one eyebrow. "Very well." He rolled over so she was on top of him. "Dat better?" She glared at him and stood up sitting back on the couch. Remy sighed and sat down back next to her. Rogue glared at Kitty and Pete who had been watching the two. Kitty smiled turning back to the movie. Kitty dozed off before the movie was over. When the movie was over he gently laid her down on the couch softly running a hand through her hair before turning to Remy who was watching them with a smirk.
"Time fer the game," Pete said straightening embarrassed that the other man had witnessed the small show of tenderness. Remy nodded and also stood.
"G'night, chére," Remy said kissing Rogue's gloved hand. Rogue pulled her hand away and walked away. Remy watched her go before smiling and following her. Pete looked down at Kitty before taking his duster, which was hanging on the back of the sofa and laying it over her. He touched her hair again before turning and walking towards the door. "Mon ami, this is a side of ya Remy's never seen before."
"Shove it, LeBeau."
"Y' jus' keep sayin' stuff like dat, Remy's startin' ta get worried about you're sexuality." Pete just gave him a look as the two walked to the kitchen.