Author's Note- I was just going to title this one Enter Belladonna. But then I read ishandahalf's review, it sounded much better. That's where I got this title. You know guys, this is the longest I've gone in a story without a sex scene. It's still coming, maybe next chapter.

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Enter The Cajun Bitch from the Depths of Hell
Say it isn't so (tell me it's not true)
Say it isn't so (I believe in you)
Tell me it's a lie (I don't need no proof)
Say everything's all right (couldn't be, not you)

Say it isn't so (don't give up on me)
Say it isn't so (don't give up on you)
Get me through the night (we'll make it through)
Make everything all right (couldn't be, not you)
Say it isn't so
-Bon Jovi

Remy and Rogue sat cuddled together on the couch. The group was watching Scary Movie 2. The doorbell rang and they exchanged glances, no one wanting to get up. Pete stood rolling his eyes. "Bloody hell, I don't even live here. I'll be right back." He went to the door and opened it. An attractive blonde woman stood there. Pete stared at her for a few seconds before speaking. "Oh, shit. Remy!" Remy appeared and paled visibly.

"Merde," he muttered.

Pete patted him on the shoulder sympathetically. "Good luck, mate." Pete then left.

"Bonjour Belle,"

Remy," the woman smiled. "Salut, chér." She kissed him. Remy was still to shocked to pull away. "Sorry, dat Ah didn't call but Ah figured y' wouldn't mind a visit from y'r wife."

"Wife?" Rogue asked her voice tiny.

Remy cringed, his worse nightmare was now unfolding before his eyes. "Ex- wife."

"Not yet," Belladonna informed him smiling brightly. "I still need to sign that last form."

"You're married?" Rogue asked. Remy turned to her and studied her expression. She seemed torn hurt and angry.

"Rogue-"

"You... lyin' cheatin' swamp rat!" Rogue yelled shoving him lightly. The shove barely moved him, and it hurt far less than her words and obvious hurt.

"Chére-"

"Don't you call meh that! How dare you! You're married and you didn't tell meh!"

"Rogue-"

"Don't even talk ta meh!" She turned away and her voice grew soft. "Ah can't believe you, Remy. How could you?" He saw tears shining in her eyes. She turned and fled before they could fall.

"Did Ah come at a bad time?" Belladonna asked. Remy bristled at the amusement in her tone.

"What do y' want?" he asked flatly.

"Ah need a favor."

He snorted. "An' why would Remy help y'?"

"You killed Julien."

"You tried ta kill me! Not ta mention lyin' ta me."

"Lying?"

Remy's eyes darkened. "Tell Remy somet'in'. If he wasn't tryin' ta rape you, want was goin' on?" Her silence told all. "Leave."

"If you help me I'll sign de papers."

"Have you always been dis much of a bitch?"

"Oui, you just never noticed."

"What do y' need?"

She smiled. "Just a document."

"From?"

"De t'ieves headquarters."

"Get out," Remy growled.

"What?"

"Remy ain't goin' ta betray Jean-Luc."

"Den Ah'll look forward ta our anniversary," Belladonna smiled before walking away.

Later that night

Pete and Kitty sat on the porch. Pete watched as his girlfriend chewed on her bottom lip and staring at the stars. "Penny for em, luv?"

"Did you know?" she asked.

"Yes," he said bluntly not about to lie to her, even to protect Remy... or himself. "Everyone knew. I thought it was over."

"Everyone knew but Rogue," Kitty said, more than a little annoyed with her boyfriend. "And me... but Rogue should have known."

"It was up to Remy to tell her," Pete said. "I couldn't." Pete sighed staring up at the stars as he lit a cigarette. "I don't want this to happen to us-"

She raised an eyebrow. "You're married?"

He ignored that. "Any questions about me past?"

"Have you ever been married?"

He rolled his eyes with a laugh. "Not many birds who'd be barmy enough t' stay with me that long."

"So, I'm crazy."

He grinned. "Of course, grasshopper. Is this a proposal? Cause I'm sorry, luv, but I'm not ready for that yet."

Kitty laughed shoving him playfully. "Idiot."

"I try. Anything else?"

"What do you do for a living now?"

"I'm... independently wealthy."

Kitty looked up at him her eyes widening with mock horror. "Oh, dear Lord, you're a drug dealer."

"Bite me, luv."

Her eyes twinkled mischievously. "Where?"

"I'm a bad influence," he chuckled.

"Yep," she agreed amicably.

"British Intel pays be a decent amount of hush money to not talk about anything related to Black Air."

"Ah," Kitty said slowly. "Pete?"

"Yeah?"

"Is there anything I should know?"

Pete sighed staring at his cigarette. "Plenty. Kit, I'm done things, awful things. I've hurt and killed a lot of people. I'm rude, I smoke, and I drink. None of that's likely t' change."

Kitty rolled her eyes. "So, is there actually anything good about you?" she asked raising her eyebrows.

He looked into her eyes intently. "Well, there's you," he said honestly. She blushed.

"You forgot that you're smart. You're also sweet." He snorted and she poked him in the chest. "You are!"

"Wotever you say."

"You're cute."

He smiled at that. "Now I know yer lyin'."

"Peter Paul Winston Wisdom, I do not lie!"

Pete's eyebrows shot up at that yell. "Tell me who told you me full name, I need to kill them."

Her lips curled up. "And you're one hell of a kisser."

"An' someday, luv, I plan on showin' ya what else I'm good at." She blushed. "Until then-" he leaned in and kissed her slowly.

She pulled away reluctantly. "I thought this was supposed to be about what I don't know about you."

"Right. Well, I love you."

Her eyes widened. "What?"

"You didn't know that."

"You do? You're serious."

"Nah, I'm just tryin' t' get a rise out of ya."

She slapped his arm. "Pete!"

He chuckled rubbing the spot that she had hit. "Of course I'm serious. Wot kinda bloke do ya take me for?"

"Do you want me to answer that?"

"Cute, luv, very cute."

"I'd better go. Rogue locked us out. I could phase in but she'd just yell. So a nice night of sleeping on the couch."

"You could come with me," Pete said. The offering was made almost flippantly but he was obviously serious.

"You do have those two guest rooms..."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "That ain't what I meant an' you bloody well know it."

She smiled. "I'll go back t' the cabin," she smiled. "By the way. I love you too, Wisdom." He pulled her to him and devoured her mouth.

Upstairs

"Go away!" Rogue yelled at whoever was knocking. The door opened and, to her intense annoyance, Remy walked in.

"Not until we talk."

"Ah trusted you!"

"Chére, Ah didn't mean ta hurt you. Dere is not'in' in dis world dat Ah want less."

"Go away." Remy's hear broke at her the desolate sound to her voice and the tears shining in her eyes.

"Remy told y'. Not until we talk. De marriage, it was part of a contract between de guilds."

"So, you didn't love her?"

He winced at the hopeful tone to her voice. "It'd be easy to say non, but Ah did. At least I t'ought I did."

"Remy, Ah need to be alone."

"Non, y' need ta understand." He sat down beside her. "When Ah met Belle she was different. She said she didn't want any part of de assassins. She told me dat we could both get out after marryin'. Now, Remy be a t'ief, heart and soul, Jean-Luc took me off de streets. Ah'd never betray him like dat. Except for Belle. De night of de weddin' Ah went to de hotel room..."

"Stop," Rogue said her voice hard. "Ah don't want ta hear about your weddin' night, swamp rat."

"Trust me, it's not what y' t'ink. Ah went into de room and saw Bella wit' her step-brother. Bella had said dat he hated me and dat he was against de wedding. Ah t'ought he was tryin' ta rape her. Ah grabbed him an' we fought. Ah killed him." He paused remembering that moment. "Belle, she went crazy. She attacked me. Ah asked why, after he had attacked her. She slapped me and told me dat Julien would never hurt her."

"They were..."

He shrugged. "So it would seem. Ah left dat night. As soon as I could Ah filed for divorce."

"That's all fine and dandy," Rogue said. "But why didn't ya tell meh? Damn it, you lied ta meh!"

"Remy was hopin' dat de divorce would go through. Den Remy could say: Ah was married. But every day dat Ah didn't tell y' de lie kept getting bigger an' bigger. How would you have reacted if Ah tol' ya yesterday."

"Ah'd have handled it better than now because you told me."

"Can Remy do anyt'ing ta make dis up ta y'?"

"Ah don't know," she said honestly.

"Je compris. Rêves doux." He then kissed her on the cheek pulling away quickly when her powers pulled at them.

"Ah'm sorry," Rogue said meaning it. Tears filled her eyes. "Ah just don't trust ya anymore."

He winced. "Remy understands, petite. For what its worth, chére, Ah love you."

She closed her eyes as a single tears escaped. "Ah love ya too." She felt the bed shift as he stood. The door opened and closed before she opened her eyes to see him gone. She collapsed onto her bed sobbing.