Rogue lay peacefully on her bed, when she was awoken by a slew of french swears. Her eyelids fluttered open to see Remy staring at her computer screen.

"Oh no Remy not Again." she groaned sleepily, turning her face back into her pillow.

"But I wasn' even in da movie! Do you know who dey be pairin' you up wit'?"

"Nah Remy 'n' I don' care! Ya don' like it, go read the comic-verse fics." she replied, throwing the pillow at him. He ignored the action and continued on with his previous ranting.

"Logan, Bobby, John, Scott, Jean..."

"What?" she yelled jumping out of the bed and stumbling over to where Remy was sitting.

"Now dat could be interestin'." he said with a devilish grin. Rogue slapped Remy on the shoulder. "Wha'? You can't blame a guy for bein' interested!"

"I can 'n' I will."

"Oh, but are ya sure it's MEH ya want, sugah?" Remy said imitating her southern drawl.

"Hmph." Rogue was looking at the screen scanning through the various summaries when she pointed to one. "There. I found one for ya. Now be quiet so I can go back ta sleep." Remy squinted, reading through the summary.

"How you know Remy be in dis one cherie?" he asked confused. With a sigh she turned back around and read it aloud.

"Can a red eyed devil save Rogue from self destruction? 'N' is love possible for the untouchable? Read and review." However, Remy still looked confused. "Well who else has red eyes Remy?" After processing all of the information, realization began to dawn upon our sexy Cajun friend.

"Ohhhhhhh. Remy guess der be more fics about him den he originally thought." Rogue just rolled her eyes and turned from him again. "Oh so dat be who Storm was making out wit! I understand now!" As soon as he had said the words out loud he instantly regretted them. "Not dat... it make a difference of course...cuz Remy not interested in Stormy...he only have eyes for his Roguey..." he said looking at her reassuredly. Rogue enjoyed watching him squirm while trying to recover from his previous statement. She knew he loved her and only her. If she thought any differently, he'd be one sorry swamp rat.

"Remy I don't mind any, they're just fan-fics. They ain't real." she said, rubbing the evidence of sleep from her eyes. Deciding she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep she headed for the washroom.

"Hmmmm.. Remy remember a time when his belle femme could not get enough of des t'ings." he said scrolling through the list of fan-fics.

"Ya well that was before they stopped posting NC17 ones." This made Remy smile as he got up from his seat and made his way over to Rogue who was facing the other way. "All the good fics with meh 'n' Logan were NC17."

"WHAT?" Remy looked like he had just been slapped in the face when Rogue turned around in the bathroom and smiled.

"Just kiddin' sugah." she said with a wink before closing the door on him. Remy continued to stand, jaw dropped, looking at the wooden door all while making a choking noise. It was with wounded pride that Remy tuned on his heels and made his way out of the room and down the hallway. He hadn't gotten very far when he came across Warren and Bobby giving each other a high five.

"Another one. Dude I don't believe it."

"I know." Iceman replied looking very pleased with himself.

"Well it makes sense, you and her used to be pretty close, didn't you? I'm starting to feel left out!" Angel chuckled slapping Bobby on the back. Remy raised his brow in curiosity.

"What you two be so happy about homme?"

"Oh nuthin'." Bobby replied innocently.

"Alright den..." Still curious, Remy turned the corner and hid out of view to try and overhear what they would say next.

"What was that about?" Warren asked Bobby.

"I didn't want to tell him about the new Marie/Bobby site. You know how jealous he can get."

"I AM NOT JEALOUS!" Remy exclaimed, storming down the hallway.

"No, of course not." Angel laughed. Remy was so angry he didn't even notice Logan walking in the opposite direction, as he continued to mutter to himself.

"Hey Gumbo, what's eatin' you?" he asked gruffly. He thought he heard the Cajun mutter something about Rogue being easy, but quickly disregarded the idea.

"Notin'."

"Oh I get it. You and the River Rat got into a fight again." He said with a slight chuckle.

"Did not! Rogue and I are a perfectly HAPPY couple! We BOTH LOVE one another AND NO ONE ELSE!"

"Is this about those damned fan-fics again Cajun?" The gruff man asked. With a slight pause Gambit replied.

"Maybe."

"Gumbo when are you gonna learn that you've got nuthin' to worry about? Are you ACTUALLY worried that she's gonna turn to Bobby? Or run away with Scott? I mean, come on. She has more class than that and everyone knows she's yer gurl, including her. Besides, no one can touch you when it comes to the comic-verse." Logan added the last part rather absent mindedly as he patted Remy on the back. Remy started to feel better and then made a face as he absorbed what Logan had just said.

"De Wolverine reads de fan fiction?" he asked, more amused than anything. Logan gave a snort as he began walking in the opposite direction once again.

"Not since they stopped posting NC17 fics. Those were the best Logan/Marie ones." Gambit quickly spun around, shocked at the man's comment. "Hey, you may be on top of the comic-verse bub, but when it comes to movie-verse, I'm the king."

This fic has been re-posted & modified. ROGUECHERE.