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Remy knelled down before Anna as her glossy eyes stared at nothing. She did not move or speak until the sound of sirens nearby sent her into a frenzy. She looked up at Remy unsure of everything at this moment, but quickly stood up. She could barely hear his apologizes over her own thoughts. She quickly dragged him over to their car and handed them the keys.
"Ya got ta get out of here."
"Anna, I can't-"
"Ya have ta. Ya saw what ya did ta Scott, and if he wakes up, ya know what he'll do. It'll be his side 'gainst yours, and ya a thief Remy. Drive as fast as ya can out'ta town. Go ta one of them hide outs ya got."
"Not without you chere."
"Ya have ta Remy. Ah'll find ya. Just, please, go." she pleaded with him. He quickly wrapped his arms around her and kissed her before he opened the car door and hopped inside. His eyes hardly left hers as he pulled out of the drive way head down the street before the police showed up. As soon as Remy was out of sight, she went over to attend to Scott, who, through the bloody mess, seemed to have a slight smile on his face. She looked down at him, hardly menacing, but went and kicked him in the side anyhow. He merely groaned and rolled onto his side.
"This is all ya fault! Whay can't ya just leave meh alone!" Two police cars drove up quickly, but seeing Anna's actions one of them easily subdued her as the other called for a paramedic.
Anna had refused to give her name, which did nothing to help her cause once Scott had explained his side of the story, omitting Anna as anything other than a slight nuisance. She growled at the response and ran at him to show him what kind of nuisance she was, but she was quickly grabbed by a few of the local policeman once again. So, there she sat, in the police station, explaining what actually happened. But, just as she had explained to Remy, due to his past, they hardly believed her and took her words as nothing other than her attempting to relieve Remy of his guilt.
When they finally released her, finding no reason to hold her, she left. She knew that she would be watched closely, due to the fact that her husband was now a wanted man. So she wasn't careless, but had to know that he was alright and not about to do something incredibly stupid due to his fear for her. It's not like she was completely unable to take care of herself, but Remy felt that he should protect her.
So, she did the only thing she knew to do, she called her aunt, in hopes to get Remy some real help. Irene would know what to do, and she did. She was able to contact everyone. She was able to get Remy a lawyer, get Raven and Jean-Luc to find him a few good safe houses, and get some untraceable money down to him. But, against Anna's better judgment, she stayed home, not going out to find him. She had to lay low for a few days. Every time she went anywhere, including shopping, she could tell that she was being followed, if she stayed at home, she could peek out the window and see the obvious car. Didn't any of them know the meaning of stealth. Apparently, no one else appreciated stealth other than Remy.
Anna went upstairs to take a shower before bed, wishing she could just go and see him,but Irene had refused her the information until it was considered safe. After everything that had happened, she didn't want to be away from him anymore than he wanted to be away from her. After feeling the cool water rush against her, she couldn't help but shed a few tears, fearing the worst. She knew that all of this had to be planned, but did not understand why Scott would go to such lengths. Even this seemed past him.
After a while, she finally decided to go back to her cold bed alone, as she wrapped a towel around her and headed back into her bedroom. But, as she walked into her room, before she could even flip the switch, someone had grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth, and then pinned her against the wall. She struggled harshly, nearly losing her towel in the process, only to find herself squinting in the dark, looking into the eyes of her own husband. He smirked at her knowingly as he brought a finger to his lips. He slowly removed his hand, but kept her pinned against the wall.
"Remy?" she whispered, disbelieving her own eyes.
"Who else it gonna be? Da milk man?" he whispered back playfully.
"Ya not suppose ta beh here. It ain't safe." she struggled to whisper as she felt not only relief wash over her, but anger. She now knew that he was alright, but for how long, by being here. His eyes raked over her body as he gently pulled at the towel wishing to see more. But she refused him as she pulled it that much closer.
"Never knew dat you be dat shy chere."
"Ah'm serious Remy. Everybody's lookin' for ya. The only thin' worse would be if he were dead." Remy looked away from her, not wishing to relive the memory. Anna immediately wished she could have taken her words back.
"I was set up."
"Ah know." she laid a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"He knew just what ta do-"
"An' say." she finished for him. Anna nearly sighed.
"Ya still shouldn't be here."
"I couldn't stay away from you." he closed the space between them once again, and touched the bottom of her chin, raising her face towards his.
"Dere be nothin' dat could keep dis thief away."
"But what if-"
"What if you come wit me?"
"Remy, Ah will, but not yet. They would find ya faster."
"Non, Remy able to sneak in without a trace. Can sneak us both out just da same." Anna smiled.
"Ah'm sure ya could, but then they would be on our tail that much faster. This is mah home, and Ah plan on keepin' it." Remy mock pouted.
"Even if it means keepin' ya new husband?" she pulled him closer and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"No, Ah plan on havin' mah cake an' eatin' it too." she pulled away from him, and began to rifle through the drawers for some clothes for her to wear.
"We just need to find out whose behind it all." Suddenly she felt his hands pulling her close to him once again, as he laid his head in the crook of her neck.
"Do we have to?" he asked her as he began to leave a trail of kisses along her neck. Once again, he pulled at the towel, but she was a stubborn one.
"Do ya evah think 'bout anythin' besides sex? Are ya that big of a horn dog?" she asked him in a harsh whisper, but there was a twinkle amusement in her eyes.
"Oui, Remy think 'bout things other den sex. Right now, he's thinkin' how good you smell an' how sexy you look out of da shower."
"Kiss up."
"Oui chere. Remy will kiss any place you would like. Right now he's thinkin' about how he can get that towel off of you." her eyes turned to slits. He sighed as he passed a rough hand through his hair.
"My best bet would be dat Belladonna be part of dis. She just shows up and den Scott wants to get me to beat him up."
"But how do we handle this?"
"You called ya tante, non." Anna nodded.
"Well den, considerin' dat neither of us have any real enemies up here other den dem two, dat everybody's already all over it. We just have to wait it out." He walked over to her, and if reading her mind, pulled her into his embrace.
"Ya know ya should go." she mumbled into his shoulder. He rubbed her back, replying with a simple, "Oui."
"Ya think ya could stay until Ah fall asleep?" Remy kissed the top of her head.
"Anythin' for you, mon cherie."
So they both laid down in their bed, staring into the others eyes. Neither wanted time to pass, knowing that he would have to go, knowing that some type of plan would have to be set into action once again. They just wanted to live in peace. To be happy, yet fate seemed to have other plans at the moment.
