Gambit strolled down the streets of New Orleans. Storm had run straight out the hotel he was going to find her … somehow.

"Help …s-stop ….No, help ….somebody help", Gambit he heard a weak groan. He got to were the sound was coming from, to find the weather goddess on the ground. She was not alone, she was with two men .One was pinning her to the ground; the other was spreading her legs apart. It took Gambit three seconds to know what they were doing to her. He acted quick using his Bo staff to beat the men off. "Leave her alone you fuck!" Gambit shouted. "We're jus' havin' fun with her" the first one snickered. "And we don't like to share" the second one said, rather lamely.

He used his powers to scare them off. He took the unconscious weather witch in his arms and headed of to his to his so-called father and so-called home.

Ororo woke up in some place she had never seen before. 'The next time I go unconscious, I'm always somewhere else' Ororo thought. All Ororo could remember that night was two men and lights. "Goddess where am I". "My home ….if you can call it that" Gambit told her. "Not you again" Ororo groaned trying to hit him aimlessly. He caught her hand and kissed it "Easy, Chere I saved you're life you would have been waste without Remy" he said seriously. "Tha -thank you I'm sorry, I'm so stupid," Ororo said sadly. "What you sorry for Chere, you're not stupid" Remy told her comfortingly. "I am sorry for being such a bitch. I'm stupid because I got my self raped again," Ororo told him. "Again?" he asked. Just then, Jean-Luc Lebeau had called Gambit. "I'll get back to you on dat question when I get back, try and get some rest; you got yourself hurt pretty bad." Remy said to her. "Thank you Gam-Remy. May I ask you a question?" she asked. "I'm all ears Stormy". She rolled her eyes at that nickname. "OK, do you have an ohm …..?" "Oh I know what you mean it's in the bathroom (the last door down,)" he explained. "OK thank you, you are a good man. You do know that?" Ororo admitted,'I wish you were right' Gambit thought.

Ororo checked if she was pregnant. Luckily, for her she was not.

"You seem to be getting on well," Gambit said from the door. She was just relieved she was not pregnant He came out to her with a tray in her hand. Break fast. "Please no I don't want to eat. Wait you cook or do you has a maid here or something?" .Remy smiled at the question. "If you speak French you can cook especially if you're Cajun," he said smiling. Ororo chuckled lightly (it hurt to laugh) "Isn't that stereotype", "No just pride. Now you must eat you need energy on you". "You mean in you". "My English is no good. Remy nearly forgot what were you talking 'bout when you said again?". "I don't like to talk about it" Ororo said bluntly.

"I understand Chere". Before he could say another word, Storm started talking in Cajun as if she was Cajun. "You speak Cajun?" "Yes.". "Wanna meet my family?" Remy asked. Ororo winced then accepted.

The white haired goddess had bathed and had been given spare feminine clothes.

Remy sat her down . "You OK" he asked for the 100th time. "Yes I'm fine" . Just then Julien Lebeau had walked straight into the room stared at Ororo.

'Great blue eyes white hair dilemma' Ororo sighed mentally