Tammy- All your questions will be answered within the next couple chapters...promise. :-) Thank you so much.
BlkDiamond- LOL. No, thank you. Sorry though, didn't want to give away too much, at the time. ;-)
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Bored247- Thank you. But don't worry, I am getting to why he can't remember fairly quickly, within next few chapters.
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Well, now that everybody is that much happier, let me get on with this story, before somebody attacks me. ;-) LOL.
MINOR INTERUPTIONS
Rogue could not believe her eyes, after just over a year, and finally believing he was dead, there he was...Remy LeBeau. She completely ignored his last comment and stepped closer to him, she had to know he was real, and not some imaginary version of him, proving how psychotic she really was. The man before her was on his guard, which did not go fully unnoticed, but he did not move. He just looked at her with those intense eyes. She slowly took her gloves off and put them in her belt. Ever so slowly, she reached up and touched the side of his face.
It was so real, he was so real. How could this be? None of this made sense. But then again, look at her own reaction over a man she tried so desperately to not get attached to. They kept their eyes locked as he put his hand over hers, but just as he was about to remove her hand from his face, she kissed him.
There was something about this woman that he couldn't place, but being the type of man who didn't usually turn down a lady, he went along with it. The smell of her was nearly intoxicating as the taste of her lips. She kissed him with more passion and more fire than he had ever seen in any woman, but she believed him to be something or someone he was not. For the first time he could ever recall, this woman left him breathless as she pulled away from him.
"Remy?" she whispered, ever so lightly. He looked her over, trying desperately to figure her out. She still believed him to be this Remy.
"Sorry chere, but da name's not Remy, it's-"
"Gambit." she finished for him, as she looked away from him, trying not to become any more emotional then she was now. Her worst fear, of him being dead, was no longer true. Now, he didn't remember her. He didn't remember himself. She could tell that he was different, but to not want to be Remy LeBeau anymore, even when they were alone, there was no way. Something was very wrong.
"So you know Gambit den?" Rogue looked at the man before her, through the corner of her eye.
"More than some would lahke." then she began to walk towards the edge of the building. Gambit found this woman more intriguing by the moment.
"Care ta let Gambit know who you be?" he asked her as he walked over to her side. She didn't answer him, just continued to stare over the city below.
"How much do ya know 'bout yaself? How much do ya remembah?" She was blunt to say the least, but that is not what bothered him. Who was she? How did she know? What does she want? He didn't want to trust her, not without knowing who she was.
"Enough." he responded. Suddenly her communicator came on.
"Rogue, have you found anything?" It was Scott again. She was really getting tired of him, and now was not the time. Rogue took her communicator and threw it over the building.
"Rogue?" Gambit asked.
"Not that it means much, but yeah, it's Rogue."
"Suits you." she finally turned to him, smiling gently. He had changed, but was so much the same old Remy.
"Gambit's a code name, not a real name."
"So be Rogue."
"That's right, and ya used ta know mah real name. Ah know ya bettah than anybody else." He scrutinized her every move, making it seem as if he was just checking her out, but she knew better. He didn't trust her, and even though she could understand that, it still hurt.
"I don't know about that, X-man." a female voice called out, as a dark figure made its way over to them. Rogue didn't know who she was, but had seen her picture in one of the many files. She backed away, not trusting the situation, not knowing what was going on.
"Vertigo, isn't it?"
"So you do your homework like a good little X-man." Gambit, was the only one confused by the situation. She was apart of the X-men? But the X-men weren't suppose to know about him yet. What was going on?
Rogue began to hover, and then went at Vertigo at full force. But she was quickly taken down by her powers. Rogue crumbled to the ground, not knowing what to do, other than fight. Gambit didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't like the thought of Vertigo hurting the woman before him. He pulled out his staff and hit her over the head with it, knocking her out quickly. He went over to Rogue, and quickly tried to help her up. Gambit knew that if Vertigo were here, the rest of the team would be too, probably because of his heist.
The woman before him, looked up at him with hopeful eyes, but all he could do was smirk.
"Remy."
"Dat's not-"
"Ya were an X-man too. Ya joined them for the right reasons, not like meh." Not like her? What was she talking about? But it was too late, his team was already here. Rogue began to hover, watching him intently, as if begging him to choose her. Just before anyone could attempt to attack her, she flew off. Gambit watched her, completely unsure of what to do.
"What were you doing with her?" Creed asked him, angrily. Gambit to one glimpse at his team, then turned around and jumped off the roof, using his staff, going after the woman he just met.
