AN first of all I want to thank Beany sooo much for beta-ing this story! She's done a great job, and even helped me with getting the accents right! Thanks sweety!

Chapter 3

Jubilee had only just came round, and was relieved to see Gambit had survived the adventure as well.

"Gambit?" she said softly. Her voice was still hoarse due to Wolverine's strangling grip around her throat, but other than that she seemed relatively fine.

"How you feelin' petite?" Gambit asked worriedly.

"As if I could use more training!" she joked.

Gambit had to laugh. It did him well to see she hadn't lost her sense of humour, or her sharp remarks, and it proved to him that she was indeed going to be fine.

He admired her resilience, and was glad to see that she was taking this really well. He had been afraid that her already feeble trust in other people had suffered immensely considering being hurt by someone she had only recently come to trust.

But apparently she was stronger than he had thought.

She slipped back into unconsciousness quickly though and Gambit worriedly looked at Beast.

"It's because of the concussion. She needs lots of rest for a while." Beast explained, "And so do you!" he added sternly.

A docile Gambit followed Beast to the other part of the med lab to undergo the rest of the test Beast had planned.

"Now dat Gambit can't do anythin', now would be de perfect time to explain to him what de hell was wrong with de Wolverine" Gambit said wearily.

Although he and Wolverine had never gotten along that well, he knew that Wolverine would have never gone this far. And he knew for sure that he would never hurt Jubilee in any way.

And so Beast told him everything he knew.

Tensed he waited for Gambit's reaction. He too knew that Gambit and Wolverine had never really gotten along and was afraid that this would be enough for Gambit to really hate Wolverine.

Gambit didn't seem affected at all though. Beast knew from experience though that that didn't say much since Gambit usually hid his feelings behind a mask of nonchalance.

"So if Gambit got it right, de Wolverine was completely under de influence of dis drug, without him knowin' dat, which made him go completely through de roof without knowin' what he be doin'!" Gambit repeated rather incredulous.

Beast realised that it indeed sounded rather unbelievable, but that was what had happened.

"I know that it seems odd, but yes, that is what happened." Beast admitted.

Gambit sighed and laid back down closing his eyes.

Beast knew from experience that Gambit had retreated back in his shell, and that there would be nothing that could change his mind now. He could only hope that everything would turn out alright…

At that moment Wolverine entered the med lab.

"Ah…speak of de devil…" Gambit said without even opening his eyes.

Beast looked uncertainly between the two men.

Gambit carefully got up and leaned back against the headboard without as much as a word.

The air was thick with tension.

Beast looked questionably at Gambit, but Gambit ignored him completely and kept looking straight at Wolverine.

"Well I...er…will leave you to it then." Beast said finally.

When Beast had left the med lab, Wolverine walked further into the room.

Wolverine too expected that Gambit would hit him full out, and knew he would deserve it.

Cautiously he came closer, but Gambit kept silent.

Gambit's calmness and silence made Wolverine edgy, and he didn't know what to say or do.

"Gambit…I…I'm sor-" Wolverine started stammering, but Gambit stopped him.

"Don'." was all Gambit said.

This only confused Wolverine more, 'Then what is it the Cajun wants ta hear!'

"Er…Beast believes it was because of some kind of drug…" Wolverine tried again.

"So dey say." was Gambit's only reaction. But his voice had sounded neutral, and not accusing.

"Ya don't believe that?" Wolverine asked finally. For a moment Gambit didn't say anything just stayed silent.

"Gambit believes dat you don' need a drug to wanna kill Gambit." Gambit said calmly.

Wolverine already was certain that Gambit didn't believe him, but then Gambit continued.

"But Gambit also knows for sure dat you would never hurt de petite."

Wolverine looked at him confused and amazed. 'Does that mean he believes me!'

He still expected Gambit to make him pay for what he had done to Jubilee. But Gambit didn't say anything else and wearily closed his eyes.

"Why…why didn't ya stop me? I've seen the security tape Cajun, why didn't ya use yer cards?" Wolverine asked.

"Next time Gambit will." was Gambit's only response.

"There ain't gonna be a next time!" Wolverine said positively.

"Let's hope so…mon ami." Gambit said, and with that it was done and over with for Gambit. With those last words he showed that things were back as they were according to him.

For the first time Wolverine realised that Gambit had more character than they gave him credit for. He knew that he didn't deserve Gambit's forgiveness, and still the Cajun seemed sincere.

Gambit lay back down once again and closed his eyes. Wolverine could see a hint of pain crossing the Cajun's face.

"Yer back?" Wolverine asked worriedly.

"Let's not get all worried over de Gambit now, non! Gambit be fine!" Gambit said with his usual sarcasm.

He never knew how to react when people were worried for him, and certainly couldn't handle it if it came from Wolverine.

"Cajun I-" Wolverine started apologizing again.

But again Gambit interrupted him, "Jus' enjoy your victory, 'cause it will be de first and last time you defeat Gambit. Next time you'll be de one spending de night in de med lab!" Gambit said with a wry grin.

It still bothered him that Wolverine had managed to get him knocked out that fast, but the fact that Wolverine was apologizing for it was something he couldn't handle.

He would rather have Wolverine hating his guts; at least he was used to those kinds of feelings. The feeling that he was the one being in a position to forgive someone else was completely new to him, and therefore he didn't know what to do with it. Therefore his wits were the only thing that could save him from this awkward situation.

Wolverine got the hint though "I wouldn't count on that Cajun!" he reacted therefore just as pointedly.

Gambit grinned.

Wolverine was already walking back to the door when a thought struck him.

"Oh…Gambit?" he asked hesitatingly.

"What?" Gambit asked wearily. His whole body was hurting badly and by now he had a splitting headache.

"Er…would ya mind if…er…I go check on Jubilee fer a second? I mean, if it's okay with you of course." Wolverine asked waveringly.

For a moment it stayed quiet, and Wolverine was almost certain that Gambit would never allow that. And he couldn't even blame him either.

Gambit opened his eyes but kept staring straight at the ceiling.

"I t'ink she would like dat." Gambit said finally. And with that he showed more trust in Wolverine than he could have ever done with words.

'Maybe I have assessed him wrongly all those years', Wolverine thought somewhat ashamed.

And as if Gambit had read his mind he said "Don' believe everythin' you see, mon ami."

Wolverine was completely lost; it seemed as though the Cajun didn't even want anyone to trust him...

AN: Thanks for everyone who read the story especially those who left me such wonderfull reviews! It really means soo much to me!

Kyuu1317: Thanks! I'm glad you think so!

Shang: Thanks sweety! I rewrote this chapter some just for you, so it would also have some Rogue in it. ANd yes more chapters are on it's way!

WolvieFanSpell: I'm glad I got you all excited about my story! And thanks for the fav!

Prexistence: I'm sorry I took so long updating, but I was really bussy with work and all. And yes, they do understand why he did it, that's just not enough for him to get over it though. Arggg what will happen to him:runs of in her own little world:

BJ2: lol I'm sorry she's still here! But don't worry, she won't be glomping around our beloved Cajun the whole time. And I'm glad you l iked my explanation about the whole drug thing. That was actually one of the hardest parts to write. I already had the story layed out in my head, but still hadn't thought up for a plausible reason HOW he got drugged without him knowing it. And this is what I came up with after (believe it or not) almost 1,5 year!

B oots: I'm sorry this chapter took longer to update, but I was really bussywith work and all!