Author's Note- Sorry about the wait.

A Question

You're every dream I had

That somehow has come true

I can't believe, oh the way I feel, whoa

I wanna spend forever making love with you

'Till the end of time

Sharing this love together

All I ever want is here by your side

No one else could love me better baby

Every time I am here with you baby

It's like having heaven right here in my arms now darling

And when you touch me I can fly

You are my heaven...

Tommy Page

Six months later

"It just came in!" Remy exclaimed.

"What?" Pete asked not looking up from his computer as the Cajun waved the letter happily.

"Remy called in a couple favors and here it be."

"Wot?" Pete repeated, slightly annoyed.

"De last form for de divorce."

"I still sat it'd be cheaper t' just kill her," Pete shrugged.

"Vrai," Remy nodded. "But den y'd have all de Assassins ta deal with."

"I'm terrified. Really." Remy rolled his eyes. "So, you now are a free man, wot are y' goin' t' to now?"

Later that week

"This is annoying," Rogue growled.

"What is?" Jubilee asked looking up from her book.

"Remy's taking me out tonight, but he won't tell me where."

"That's annoying?"

"Yes! He won't tell me what he's doing, how I should dress, or where we're going. I'm annoyed."

Jubilee sighed with exasperation at her friend. "You just hate not knowing things, don't you?"

"Yes!"

"Chill, chica, you know he has his reasons."

"Yeah, he likes to drive meh crazy."

Downstairs

"Are ya nervous?" Pete asked.

"Non," Remy said calmly. "Why would Remy be nervous? Just cause he wants tonight to be perfect and de damn suit wasn't on time and de reservations were cancelled and... y'r enjoyin' dis aren't y'?"

Pete smiled, unrepentant. "Hell yeah."

"One day, Wisdom, you'll be in mah shoes."

Pete snorted. "Not likely."

"Really?" Remy asked. "An' how long do y' t'ink de chat will want ta be livin' in sin?"

"We aren't- we- that's not- Screw you, LeBeau!"

"Seem ta be a little stressed, mon ami." He stood and walked towards the stairs. Rogue took a deep as Remy took her hand.

"All dressed up, swamp rat?"

"Remy, had to do somethin' ta match de beauty of mon river rat."

"You think you're so charmin'."

"Non, Remy knows." The couple walked out to Pete's car.

"Rem, that's-"

"Our ride tonight." She raised her eyebrows at him. "Quoi? Do y' t'ink Remy would take Wisdom's car without permission."

"Yes."

"And y'r right, but look, here are de keys." He held them up for inspection. Rogue looked at him closely.

"Ah'm gonna trust ya."

"After you, ma chérie." He opened the door and she got in.

Inside

"Kit, you ready?" Pete called wrapping lightly on the door to her room.

"Yeah," Kitty said opening the door. Pete gave her a kiss on the forehead. "So what's on the agenda tonight?"

"I rented a couple movies and I'm gonna fix dinner."

"You can cook?"

"Sometimes," Pete reached into his pocket and then, looking a little panicked, checked all the other pockets on his jacket and pants. "I'm going to kill that Cajun... stupid bloody pickpocket. I'll call a cab."

Back in the car

"Here we are." Remy pulled over and took out the radio he had in the back before hopping out. Rogue climbed out of the car and looked around. He had driven to the lake. The sun was already starting to set so the place was deserted. He had gone beforehand and spread a blanket out on the grass facing the sunset and the lake. A basket sat on the blanket.

Rogue placed her hands on her hips. "Ah had to get all dressed up for a picnic?" She tried to sound annoyed but her face gave away her happiness.

"Oui. It's special."

"Is it?"

"Oui. Take off yer shoes, dey're not too sturdy." Rogue shrugged and slipped them off. The two walked to the blanket and sat down. "Y' look beautiful, did Ah tell y' dat tonight?"

"Not in so many words."

"Dat not be right. Ah should tell y' dat every day." They ate in comfortable silence before Remy spoke up. "Can Ah talk ta you?"

"Of course."

"Ah've been doin' a lot of thinkin' about us. You're the most important part of mah life, y' know dat, right?"

"Ah guess."

Remy took a deep breath. "Dat's de t'ing... see Ah've never cared so much about another person."

"What about Belle?"

"Dat was different. 'Sides, she never loved me."

"Ah do."

"So here we are, almost a year and a half later." He ran a hand through his hair. "Dat leads meh to a question."

"What's that?"

"Stand up, chére. Ah want ta go dis right."

"Do what?"

"Stand up," he requested again. Rogue got to her feet and crossed her arms raising an eyebrow at him. "Rogue." He pulled out a box. "Will y' marry me?"

"Pardon?"

"Will y' marry meh?" He opened the box and inside sat a beautiful diamond ring.

"Rem, ain't ya already married?" Rogue asked trying to cover her emotions and her fear with nonchalance.

"De divorce came through," he said with a smile. "Dis time Remy wants ta spend his life with de woman he marries. Ah love y', Rogue. Please, marry me."

Rogue felt her heard stop beating. He couldn't be serious... he couldn't really want to be with her forever. "Ah... This is... unexpected."

"Rogue?"

"Yes." She held out a hand that was trembling slightly. Remy's eyes were full of wonder as he slid the ring onto her finger. "So we're engaged?"

"Oui." Remy stood and gazed into Rogue's eyes. They stood this way for several moments. "Ready ta head back?"

"Not yet." They sat down together and watched the water, wrapped in each other's arms.