BlkDiamond- The pain is something I will be explaining later, promise. LOL. Don't cry, besides, you might wear out your rug. ;-) Here's more, sorry about the homework. Hope this helps though. :-)

WolvGambit Le Diable Blanc- Thanks so much. Boy you caught me quick, so here you go. :-)

MISSING YOU

Rogue turned around, slowly, not even noticing he was there at first, as she drank her coffee. Gambit just stood there in awe of the woman before him. Slowly her eye's met his as she could feel herself being watched, not to mention some odd feelings. As soon as she looked at him, she could tell there was something very different about him, just couldn't place it, however, blood started to drip from his nose. She quickly grabbed a towel and ran over to him.

She made him sit down on the couch as quickly as she could. But Gambit would not take his eyes off of her, in fact, she wasn't even sure if he heard a word she said.

"Gambit?" still, nothing.

"Gambit?"

"Oui chere." he answered calmly.

"What happened?" he lightly shrugged as she held the towel to his nose.

"Ya nose is bleedin' an' ya don't know what happened?"

"Rogue?" he asked as he attempted to remove the towel, but she would not let him.

"Yeah sug?"

"What's your real name?" she just smiled at him.

"Ah don't think that conversation is a good one right now."

"Is it Marie?" Rogue looked at him as if he had grown another head. In fact, she thought that she was going to jump out of her skin right there. Gambit didn't know whether her shock was a good thing or a bad thing. Had he mentioned another woman's name unknowingly?

"What happened Gambit?" she demanded.

"Don't know." he told her as he took the towel from her and pulled it away from his nose. The bleeding had stopped.

"Dere was dis pain, after Gambit got up, den dese flashes."

"Flashes?"

"You, me, some motel. Da name Anna-Marie Darkholme. Woke up alone." he told her trying to think straight. He didn't quite understand it himself.

"It was like deja vu or somethin'." he told her, but when he looked at her, he noticed that she was looking away from him. Gambit sat himself down in front of her and gently made her look at him. Her eyes were filled with tears, tears he could not read. She refused to blink, refused to let those tears fall. She always tried to be so strong.

"It be true den, non?" Rogue slightly nodded.

"Ah'm sorry." she whispered to him. Gambit wrapped his arms around her.

"Dere ain't nothin' to be sorry for chere."

"Ah left ya there, in that motel. Ya shouldn't have been there. If ya wouldn't have found meh, maybe none of this would've happened." she pulled away from him and walked back to her coffee.

"Marie?" she looked at him curiously.

"That's not mah name anymore. Don't call meh that."

"But you didn't like bein' called chere neither, non?"

"How much do ya remembah exactly?"

"Not much, bits an' pieces Gambit think." she nodded in understanding.

"Why can Gambit call you chere, an' not Marie?"

"That's what momma used ta call meh. That's not who Ah am anymore. That's somebody Ah nevah want ta beh anymore." Gambit closed the distance between them.

"Dat don't matter to me. Da past, not like you think. It's like I've been searchin' for you chere, all dis time. I remember dose feelin's. Je t'aime." then he kissed her. Once he pulled away, he couldn't help but notice how she had blushed. She quickly made her way away from him, in a desperate attempt for him not to see that, but he only found it more attractive.

"What now?" he asked her playfully.

"Maybeh it's time Ah tell the X-men. Maybeh then we can understand all of this."