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DISCUSSIONS

Remy was more than confused. When he reached the Bourdeaux home, he saw his father outside arguing with Belladonna's father. Jean-Luc was arguing about how this marriage cannot go on after Julien's attempt at murder. Marius was arguing how his son did it against his wishes and that Remy is not dead. It didn't make sense after what he had heard on the phone and it's not like Jean-Luc was being straight forward with him. Something was definitely up. By the end of the conversation, the two men were threatening each other.

After Jean-Luc left, he made one quick stop in a dark alleyway. There was no way of getting close enough to see who his father was talking too, but he could hear their conversation. This had to be who he was speaking on the phone with earlier.

"How is she?"

"She's doin' much better now."

"Good because if anything ever happened to her-"

"Not to worry, everything is just fine."

"It had better be. It wasn't suppose to happen like this."

"I know. Spoke wit Marius, dey still want da weddin'."

"Don't worry about them, they will be taken care of later."

"Bien." As the figure began to walk away, she added, "Oh, and Jean-Luc, you should teach your son to be a better thief." Jean-Luc rounded the corner, knowing exactly what she meant, but Remy was no longer there, so he just headed home.

Remy knew better than to try out his thieving skills on his father, afterall, he is the one who taught him. So he knew not to be there at the end of the conversation. But whatever was going on was definitely big. This woman actually sounded like she was talking about Anna, but why? Whatever the reason, it couldn't be good. He had to get Anna out of here and soon. It wouldn't be easy in her condition, but he would have to try.

He made sure to be home before his father, but just barely. Remy went straight to Anna's room and sat next to her bed, hoping that the drugs would wear off soon. But as soon as Jean-Luc arrived back at home, he knew exacty where to find his son. He knocked on the door, but entered anyway.

"Remy, can I speak wit ya for a moment."

"But-" Remy said, trying to find an excuse.

"Just for a moment, she be here when you get back." Remy hung his head and sighed.

"Oui." he stood up and followed him down the hallway.

"What dis be 'bout pere?"

"Da weddin' of course." Jean-Luc opened the door to his study and gestured for Remy to have a seat.

"So?"

"Remy, I know you followed me."

"What's ya point?"

"Don't trust ya own pere."

"Dat not it. You're holdin' back."

"Oui, but nothin' dat concerns you."

"My life concerns me." he argued back.

"Look, Remy, I'm just tryin' to do what's best for you. I'm really trying ta get ya out of dat Bourdeaux weddin' fiasco. Nobody here wants ya to go through wit it just to end up dead. If for no other reason, Belladonna would end up leader of the thieves."

"Den what's dis all 'bout? What's wit da secrets? Who was dat femme?"

"Don't need mon fils followin' me all day 'cause he don't trust me. Da secrets keep ya safe, and da femme is helpin' fix dis mess."

"Je regrete."

"I know, just take care of dat femme of yours. Dere's not many who would do what she did, especially knowing who you be." Remy just nodded and left back to his own room. He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't like that. But he figured he could sleep on it and figure out what to do from there.

The next morning, Remy woke up with Anna sitting in a chair across from him.

"It's 'bout time ya woke up. Thought Ah'd beh here for 'nother hour or so." Remy sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"What are ya doin' up chere?"

"Felt bettah. Ya aunt gave meh somethin' an Ah feel lahke a million bucks." she told him grinning wildly.

"Dat don't explain why ya up."

"Ah'm not on bedrest sug. It's been a few days, even the cuts healin' nicely. Ah don't wanna beh stuck in that room no more."

"But ya-"

"Don't even say it, or Ah walk out of here now and head home." she told him as she crossed her arms. He couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, den what is it you wanted to do?"

"Anythin' that doesn't involve meh bein' stuck in a room." she told him as she stood up. He carefully grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto his lap.

"Even if it means ya stuck in a room wit Remy?" he asked her in a husky voice.

"Especially if that means Ah'm stuck in here with ya." she told him sweetly and kissed him on the lips and then stood back up. She quickly left the room telling him to hurry up and get dressed.

After getting downstairs, he still couldn't believe that he was up before noon and going to take Anna out. He had a bad feeling about this, but she deserved it. He met up with Anna in the kitchen, so they both headed for the front door. But just as Remy opened it, none other than Belladonna was standing there with a not so happy look on her face.