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DEJA VU

Rogue was still not quite convinced, wondering as to what game he was playing at. Was he trying to get some type of information out of her? She couldn't tell, but did it have to do with the Mauraders, or did he actually start to believe her? That he didn't belong with them. She looked into his eyes for a moment, still not completely certain, but then decided, what was there left to lose? She walked over to her couch and sat down. Gambit watched her for a moment, and then sat down near her. Not too close, actually wanting to know what she had to say, or at least seem interested.

"That's an awful lot of information. How is it that ya could be sure that Ah know all of it?" he shrugged.

"Never said you did chere. Just wanted to know ya side."

"Secretive, almost as if he were always playin' a game, thinkin' the odds were in his favor."

"Were they?" she looked away from him, not sure how to answer that since she had thought him to be dead, but instead, quite alive without a full memory.

"Ya tell meh. Obviously, the odds aren't on mah side."

"How's dat?" she turned to him, quite serious.

"Ya here. He isn't. Ah know ya, but Ah don't. What is it ya exactly came here ta do? Conquer some conquest? Do somethin' for ya boss? Ah don't understand? What is it ya exactly want from meh Gambit?" Her outburst caught him somewhat by surprise. Most women didn't act like this with him, in fact, most women were puddy in his hands by now. He looked away from her just for a moment, before he answered her.

"Just answers."

"Answers ta what?"

"Everythin'." Rogue forced a small smile and nodded.

"So ya know? 'Bout mah powers?"

"Oui. Figured dat flyin' wasn't da only ability you had. Went an' checked you out, so to speak." he told her with a large grin on his face.

"Ah don't know everythin'. Ah only know what Ah remembah, what Ah saw. Ah don't go diggin' through othah people's memories. It's not an...enjoyable experience."

"Den, you could tell me what you do know."

"Ya from New Orleans, an' adopted...by a thief."

"Dat explains a lot, but den again, most of dat be obvious, non."

"Ya met a blond girl that ya seemed ta care for. Don't know much 'bout her then that. Ya weren't suppose ta be 'round her."

"How'd we meet?"

"Ya were doin' what ya do best, an' had a lil trouble, so ya posed as a pilot." he raised his eyebrows.

"A pilot?"

"Yeah, Ah guess it was the best ya came up with. Anyway, Ah was doin' what Ah do best, an' just wanted ta go home. Ya didn't expect a passenger on ya escape route, but went for it. There was a storm and we crashed on a deserted island in the middle a'nowhere."

"Wait, dis Remy was stranded on an island wit you chere?" he asked her in a low, husky voice.

"Nothin' happened. But that is when Ah drained ya. Ah don't know much 'bout anythin' aftah, 'xcept what ya told meh. Well, which, knowin' ya ain't much. Ah could control mah powers, but Ah was still workin' on it. Didn't trust mahself."

"Dat a shame." he muttered under his breath.

"Excuse meh?" she asked, knowing very well what he had said. He looked straight into her eyes and smirked.

"Da X-men find us?"

"We weren't X-men at the time. Mah mama found us, but it took a while."

"Ta mere?"

"Yeah, but that's a different story that don't concern ya none."

Rogue didn't divulge to much information, but she ended up talking to Gambit for a few hours about all sorts of things that had happened, like how he used to hit on her and how he weaseled his way into her heart. Although, his recent advances did not go unnoticed, as he inched closer and closer to her and began to run his fingers through her hair, or rub her neck. Rogue didn't even feel herself getting tired, she just didn't want to let go of him. She didn't want this to be some absurd dream, that he was here, that some part of him might actually care for her.

They both sat there in silence, just starring into the others eyes. Finally, Gambit decided to make his move by closing the space between them and kissing her. Of course, Rogue was a willing participant in this, however, she stopped him once his hands started to roam freely. She stood up and took a few steps away from him, trying desperately to put some distance between those lips and her.

"Is that all ya came here ta do? Just ta jump 'nother girl? Taste the untouchable? What's the point?" He looked at her, slightly confused himself. Finally, he decided that it was just better to answer her.

"Don't know Rogue. Hardly know you, an' all Gambit wants, all I want is to be close to you. Je desole." he told her and then made his way towards the door. But what made this worse was, there was no way to figure out who was more baffled by his confession, Rogue or Gambit. Just as he was about to turn the knob, Rogue called out to him.

"Wait!" so he did, but he did not turn to look at her.

"Ah'm sorry, it's just...well, what do ya expect out'ta meh? Ah don't know what ta think either." Gambit turned around, feeling all of the emotions that she was sending his way. He understood, but it didn't make any of this any easier.

"Ya one of them Gambit. Ya not exactly the man Ah knew, no mattah how much Ah wish ya were." she told him in a hushed voice.

"Den why you don't want Gambit to go chere?" She slowly made her way over to him and touched his face the same way she had done before.

"Ya the closest thing Ah have ta him. Ya expect meh ta want ta let go?" Gambit couldn't take it anymore, he was about to snap. The smell of her, the way she treated him, he just wanted her, more than he had wanted any other woman in his life. He kissed her passionately, yet tenderly. But he didn't want to push her into anything she didn't want to do, it wasn't the type of man he was. He picked her up and laid her down upon her bed. Gambit looked at her and waited for her to refuse him, but instead, she sat on her knees, scooting herself closer to him, then she kissed him and she began to undress him.

Once Gambit woke up, it was late afternoon. He remembered everything that he had done with Rogue, but for some weird reason, he didn't completely expect her to be there. Normally, he wasn't the one that was there, when the woman woke up, why would he feel that way? Something was just so familiar, like deja vu. He wasn't sure how or why, but he knew that this woman was more than just some key to reveal his true past.

But, just as he realized this, an intense pain shot throughout his body, causing him to drop to the floor. It felt as if each of his nerve endings were on fire. Then, just as suddenly, a wave of memories flashed before his eyes, of him with Rogue, no Marie, no Rogue that night in her motel room. The pain quickly died down, almost as fast as it came. Gambit went and took a quick shower, then headed out of the bedroom. He stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of her. Rogue's back was to him, but she was standing there cooking something in the kitchen, only wearing a big t-shirt.

He didn't remember anything from before other than that one night, but it was more than obvious to him how much this woman had truly affected him, how he loved her.