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silverbells: I'm gonna go with that he just didn't go down that particular corridor that morning. Yeah...Yeah, that makes sense :D

IvyZoe: Nice to hear you appreciate the ROMYness. As for how Remy heard Rogue, he's Remy! He can be anywhere, do anything, spy on anyone and no one would know. For all any of us know, maybe he was right next to her...O.o

adrenaline addict: More Remy is on it's way along with more fluffy ROMY moments that make ya want to hug yourself in delight and sequeal "CUUUUUUUUTE!" at the top of your voice.

ishandahalf: I'm not sure what's gonna happen in relation to Remy and Logan meeting. I've got a few possible scenarios in mind and I'm not sure which one to use. So, we'll all just have to see how that turns out :D

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Freak87: The shopping bag saga will be mentioned in this very chapter. Will it end though? I highly doubt it :D I don't think Remy thought it out properly either. Eh, maybe he's got a special plan to deal with said homicidal Canadian mutant with very sharp adamantium claws. I don't know, he won't tell me O.o

texasgrrl: That exactly what I thought! I mean, Remy is only human, (though an extremely hot human). It's totally unrealistic for him to never feel unsure or nervous.

Friend to All: Nervous Remy + jealous Remy extra cute Remy :D

chicita: I like this chapter as well. Gotta love a blushing Remy :D Hope the update came quicky enough for ya.

4Rogue: I agree with you. People often play up Wolverine scaryness and it can get soooooo annoying. Glad you're loving it all as well :)

smiteme: They are cute aren't they:)

CalliopeMused: Glad to hear you're liking the suspense. I know what you mean about shoving them together and being done with it lol.

As always, thank you all for your reviews and words of encouragement. Keeps the writers block at bay.
I just want to apologise for the tardiness of this chapter. I've had a lot to do lately. Had a media project to do and that ate up a lot of my free time with filming and staying after school to edit and junk like that. Anyways, very, very sorry (bows)
Okay, just to let you all know, I'm going to be splitting my time at the moment into writing the next chapter and correcting previous chapters. I was re-reading the whole story and there are some really major typos that I wanna correct so if the next update is a little sluggish, that's the reason why.

Anyways, enough from me. Hope you all enjoy this new chapter:

Rogue and Remy walked down a crowded street in the French Quarter of Louisiana as dusk began to set in around them. They had arrived hours ago and it was only then that Remy decided he wanted to wait until it got completely dark. Rogue hadn't been too happy with that decision but did go along with it, only after she had yelled at him for a while though. The afternoon had been spent doing a combination of walking, sitting, drinking coffee and eating cakes and/or pastries. Rogue had actually really enjoyed herself, despite not only the fact she was only wearing a night dress under her coat but also was probably causing a lot of worry back at the school. She even forgot about the school at one point. She had been so relaxed and at peace. Now that the sun was setting though, Rogue was starting to get very anxious about everything.

"Hah much longer?" She asked Remy quietly as they continued on down the street.

"'Bout anot'er hour or so. Bes' to wai' 'til it's completely dark." He answered, repeating his earlier words. Rogue nodded mutely and involuntry shivered from the cold. "Feelin' dhe chill chere?" He inquired gently seeing the small muscle spasm.

"Well Ah am only wearin' a naht dress." She reminded him with a playful grin.

"And dhat's somehow Remy's fault?" He questioned, picking up on the fact Rogue's tone had implied it was his fault.

"Well, if ya could go to the trouble of fahndin' mah comfortable shoes and remembering to grab me some socks, Ah don't see whah ya couldn't have grabbed me some proper clothes." She replied indignantly though her whole manner was still playful.

"Remy got you some gloves dhough." He pointed out to her.

"No ya didn't! The gloves were in mah coat pocket! Besahdes, Ah mean real clothes. Pants, a sweat shirt, even just a t-shirt would've been useful." She told him.

"Remy guess it is his fault dhen." He sighed, feigning disappointment. "He insist you le' him make it up to you." He continued on, a grin forming on his face.

"And just hah are ya plannin' on making it up to me Swamp Rat?" She inquired suspiciously. Remy's grin widened and he leaned down closer to her and whispered in her ear softly.

"Well, Remy could star' by helpin' you warm up cherie." With that, he straightened up and drapped his arm around her shoulders.

Straight away, Rogue's breath caught in her throat which caused a small squeak of surprise to escape. She really hadn't expected him to do that, or even anything like that. She thought they had just been playing a game which would ultimately result in them bursting into fits of laughter. Instead, he had his arm around her and was close. Really close. She suddenly felt really self-conscious, like Remy having his arm around her was some major social taboo. After all, she was Rogue, the un-touchable mutant. Too afraid to let anyone even get near her in case she hurt them...Yet there she was. With Remy. Not scared, just feeling the same anxiousness as any teenage girl would if under the arm of the guy she fancied. She had no real need to be so cautious. She could let herself go...That in mind, Rogue allowed herself to lean into Remy. She even felt daring enough to bring her arm up to encircle his waist.

"Better?" Remy murmured to her softly, feeling her arm come around him.

"Much." Rogue murmured back, her eyes drifting shut in contentment. She didn't need to look where she was going. She knew Remy wouldn't let anything happen to her.

Logan stood outside of Cerebro with an ere of impatience about him. He was leaned up against the right wall with his arms folded over his chest. If in close proximity to him, you'd be able to make out a constant growl being emitted from him. In the mood he was in though, getting that close probably wasn't the smartest of ideas. It had been several minutes since he had taken up said position outside Cerebro and it was another several minutes before the doors opened. Logan was instantly up straight and heading towards the entrance. The Professor came out and met him half way.

"Well?" Logan demanded through a growl.

"I'm afriand I had no luck." The Professor sighed disappointedly.

"I managed to track the scent to the railways. They must'a stowed away on a cargo train." Logan told him, sounding understandably unsatisfied. "From the direction the scent disappeared in I'd guess they were heading south."

"Hmm...Good work Logan. However, although that information is useful, we still don't know for sure if Rogue is being taken south. I have an idea I'd like to try with Cerebro which will hopefully give us more information." The Professor mused.

"What kinda idea?" Logan inquired.

"As I am unable to trace Rogue's mind I'm going to try and trace her mutant ability." The other mutant explained.

"You sure that's gonna be possible?" Logan asked sceptically.

"It should be, though I'll only be able to do it if she actually uses her power so it may take some time before it gives us any results. That in mind, it may be wise for you and some of the others to go and search for her in the jet." The Professor suggested.

"Anyone in particular?" Logan grunted.

"Take Scott, Kurt and Ororo." The Professor answered after a moment of contemplation. "They all have free afternoons. We need to cause as little disruption with classes as possible."

"Fine." Logan muttered. Although he wasn't happy with having to take Scott, he was too distracted to protest or argue. Without further discussion, Logan turned and left. The Professor watched him leave before turning and heading back into Cerebro.

Rogue sat alone in a quiet corner of a small cafe, slowly sipping a lukewarm cup of coffee. She'd lost count of the number of cups of coffee she'd had drunk throughout the day. Although the caffeine was helping her to keep slightly more alert, she was starting to feel the fatigue from her recent lack of sleep and an afternoon of almost constant walking set in.

Upon Rogue's insistence, she and Remy had come to rest at the fifth cafe of the day. She'd only ordered another coffee to warm her hands up with. She may haven been wearing gloves but her fingers felt like icicles. It was only through boredom that she had started to drink it. Remy had been over at the counter flirting with a waitress for several minutes now. Rogue wasn't too bothered by it. She knew it was more about him showing off and proving to himself and others that he was still desirable more than anything else. Plus, it gave her a chance to talk with Head Remy. Head Remy may have been from the original Remy but he was completely different. Rogue guessed it was because of the three and a half months he'd spent in her head. She couldn't believe that you could spend that amount of time in someone else's head and not change.

"All righ', here's one. A remedy for your mutation is created and you're offered a life time supply of it, free o' charge. However, it has several side effects including constan' itchin', swellin' of your right han' and the cravin' o' a mixture of ice-cream an' gumbo. Remy's question is simply dhis, do you accep' dhe offer?" Head Remy questioned as Rogue took another small sip of coffee.

"Hmm..." She hummed silently in contemplation. "Hah would this remedy be given?

"Daily injection."

"Ah see...And the swelling would only be in mah raht hand?"

"Oui."

"But Ah would be able to touch whoever Ah want whenever Ah want?"

"Dhat's dhe deal."

"Ah dunno...The itching maht get really annoying after a whahle and Ah don't lahke the idea of eating ice-cream and gumbo together..."

Rogue cut off mid-sentence when she noticed that there were two men watching her from a table on the other side of them cafe. She remained natural and casual on the outside even though her heartbeat increased dramatically. She discreetly studied the rest of the cafe and spotted a group of suspicious characters by the entrance. Both sets of men looked awfully familiar to her and it took her a while to place them.

"They're all part of the Rippers aren't they?" Rogue checked with Head Remy, it being Juli's memories prompting her recognition of the faces.

"Oui. Remy recognise most of dhem." The mind inside her head confirmed grimly.

"Do ya think they know we're here? Do ya think that's whah they're here?" She asked, trying so hard to stop herself from panicking.

"More dhen likely. Dhis be dheir part o' town. Ain' not'in' dhat goes on here dhat dhey don' know 'bout." Head Remy told her, his tone distasteful.

"Remy ain't noticed them." Rogue pointed out, allowing her discreet watch to shift in his direction where he was still flirting outrageously with the waitress. "Should Ah go tell him?" She asked retorically, starting to rise from her seat before he even began to reply.

"No! Don' draw attention to yourself!" Head Remy cried heatedly, causing Rogue to immediately sit back down again. He seemed to quickly pick up on his un-needed out-burst and stayed silent for a short while to compose himself. When he spoke again, his voice was much calmer and more controlled. "Dhey probably don' know you're connected wit' him. If anyt'in' happens, you need to stay outta dhe way chere. You in no condition to fight for any ot'er reason dhan neccessity."

"But what abaht Remy?" Rogue questioned urgently, daring to throw another discreet glance at her friend.

"Remy be a big boy. He can look after himself." Head Remy insisted.

Rogue bit her lip lightly. Head Remy was right, she knew that, but that didn't mean she had to like it. And she didn't. She hated it, but what could she do? Unfortunately, she didn't have to worry about for too long, for no sooner as she asked herself the question then she was approached by one of said suspicious characters. She pretended to remain oblivious as the man approached her and took another sip of her coffee.

"Hey dhere beautiful. How you doin'?" The man asked her once he'd reached her side.

"Ah was doing pretty good 'til you came ova and said that." Rogue answered cooly, not even bothering to look up at the man. She heard some snickering in the background and couldn't stop the smirk that spread across her lips. She dipped her head a little in an attempt to block her mocking expression from the man's view by her hair. She didn't do it quickly enough though and the man caught sight of it. He frowned deeply and leant down so his mouth was right next to her ear.

"You t'ink you're pretty smart don' you?" The man hissed angrily.

"Not particularly, Ah think it's just the fact ya really thick." Rogue grunted back, placing her cup on the table. She looked at the man from the corner of her eyes. "Now, do ya mahnd backin' off?" She muttered, jabbing him in the ribs accidently-on-purpose. She knew it probably wasn't the smartest thing for her to do but this guy was seriously starting to tick her off. The man reacted in typical thug fashion; violence and intimidation. He grabbed hold of her arm and discreetly twisted it enough to make her feel discomfort but no real pain.

"You'd be wise to keep your mout' shut." The man advised her with a smirk as Rogue finally fullylooked up at him. "Haven' you ever heard dhe expression "women should be seen and no' heard"?"

"Haven't you ever heard the expression get the Hell away from me?" She spat back, yanking her arm away sharply. The man's eyes flared angrily, but before he could act upon that anger, he was sent flying back after recieving a fist to the face which sounded a satisfying crack. Rogue looked up to see a furious Remy now next to her. A dark glare was fixed on his face and his eyes seemed to glow with anger. He looked really intimidating and she found herself feelingincredibly glad that she'd never have to be on his seriously bad side.

Time seemed to speed up for Rogue then and the next thing she knew, all Hell had broken loose. The other suspicious men who were all assassins were suddenly all around her and Remy. Screams from innocent by-standers filled the cafe and most people began to scramble to get out as a small metal table was thrown in Rogue and Remy's direction. Rogue raised her hand and used her borrowed magnatism to stop the table in mid-air as Remy charged a near-by chair and chucked it into a group of assassins. The cafe became total chaos and soon the air was filled with yells and flying chairs, tables, cups, plates, cards and anything else you could pick up and throw.

The fight gradually edged itself outside onto the street and Rogue found that she was now able to back out a little since there was more space. She felt drained and slightly whoozey and knew that staying out of the way was the best thing for her to do. However, it wasn't long before she saw Remy being pinned up against a wall and, acting before thinking, Rogue teleported over and took a glove off before grabbing hold of Remy's attacker's bare arm.

Rogue had been sure to fully prepare herself for the on-slaught of alien memories and thoughts that would enter her head so the absorbtion didn't effect her too badly. She winced a little as the pull began but it was more out of discomfort than pain. She held on to the assassin just long enough to weaken him sufficiantly for Remy to break free. After that, Rogue retreated back again, creeping around the side of an alleyway so she was easily ignorable. A dull throb quickly began to ache in her head but it was nothing heavy and served only as a mild irritation.

Rogue watched Remy in awe while she pulled her glove back on. He was really going at it and giving as good as he got. He was giving better actually. Out-numbered by at least ten to one yet he was still winning. Despite the situation, Rogue found herself ogling Remy while he fought. He looked amazing. His swift movements flowed together gracefully. Punches moved into kicks which became flips which led to throws. His enchanting, demonic eyes were hard and unforgiving and almost seemed to glow, only adding to his intimidating ere.

There was a small lull in the assassin's attacks which gave Remy an oppotunity to check on Rogue. He quickly spotted her in her hiding place and decided it was probably wiser to move on now. Most of the assassins were now laying sprawled out on the ground, giving small groans of pain every so often. He and Rogue would have no problem in getting away without being pursued. Remy sprinted over to a nearby parking meter and placed his hand on it, filling it with kinetic energy. The metal began to heat and shake quite violently and when Remy let go, it instantly exploded, shooting coins in all directions.

Rogue allowed herself to laugh as the assassins shrunk back from the bullet-fast coins, covering their heads with their hands and moving away. After the majority of the assassins were gone, she re-directed her attention to Remy who was running over to her.

"Time to go." He told her, taking her hand and basically yanking her out of the alleyway. Rogue stumbled a little at first but quickly found her stride and they fled the fight scene.

"The Professor's found Rogue. It seems she's been using her powers."

"Well that ain't a good sign."

"Where is she then?"

"Down there, in the heart of the French Quarter."

"It's so crowded zhough! Ve'll never find her!"

They had only been running for a minute or so when Remy stopped them and pulled Rogue into an alleyway. However, despite the short length of time they'd been running, Rogue's legs felt a little wobbly and she was panting heavily to catch her breath. She slouched against one of the alley walls while Remy looked to see if they had been followed. Once he was satisfied they were safe, he turned to Rogue only to find her head hanging down, rubbing her temples with her finger tips, with her eyes screwed shut tightly as she continued with her laboured breathing.

"Yo' kay chere?" Remy asked her, quickly moving over to her.

"Yeah, fahne. Just got a little headache is all. It's nothing major." She insisted, her breathing finally returning to normal. She lifted her head and opened her eyes and found that Remy was now right in front of her and she was staring right into his chest. His scent totally filled her senses and she struggled to stop herself from melting into him. She tilted her head back so she could look at his face.

"Yo' sure cherie?" He murmured softly, leaning closer to her.

"Yeah." Rogue managed to squeak out as she tried to distance herself by taking a step back but the wall, strangely enough, got in her way. She stared into Remy's eyes and she saw the dramtic contrast in how they had looked before; hard eyes which glowed with anger and hatredwere now soft and shone with care and concern for her.

"Good." He whispered, moving in closer to kiss her. Rogue raised her right arm and gently placed her gloved fingers on Remy's lips, preventing him from moving any closer and also silencing any possible protest.

"Do ya still have mah shoppin' bags?" She inquired in a hushed voice as she let her hand slip away from his mouth.

"Oui." He answered in the same hushed voice though his tone was confused.

"Ah think this should be continued when Ah've got mah scarf then. Since ya ain't gonna take no for an answer, at least wait 'til we can make it safe." She told him, a shy smile appearing on her face. Remy stared at her in surprise for a moment before also smiling. "That okay?"

"Dhat's okay." He confirmed happily, tilting his neck down and resting his forehead on hers, making sure his skin was protected by her hair.

Both their smiles widened and Rogue gave a small laugh. She slid her arms around Remy's waist and rested her head on his chest. Remy gazed down at her lovingly and kissed the top of her head before resting his cheek on the spot he had kissed. They stayed like that for quite some time.

Hey, an ending that doesn't resemble a cliffhanger in any shape or form for once. Isn't that a nice rest from all the excitement? Well, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and appreciated the huge dose of ROMY goodness at the end there. Once again, I apologise for it's slight lateness.
That's all from me. Catch ya'll later :)

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