Bored247- Thanks. Yeah, Belladonna being in anyone's dreams might be pretty scary. ;-) LOL.

Enchantedlight- Thanks so much. Definitely trying. :-)

Dark Anime Love- Thanks. Me too. Torture may be in the near future. ;-) LOL. You never know though, there's always someone stupid out there ready to help a psychopath. LOL. This is definitely the wrong type of addiction sometimes. I ended up starting more than I can handle, updating wise. I used to be able to post chapter after chapter, now, the laziness has kicked in, then you know how it is when you keep going with one story and let the rest go because you're on some type of roll. :-)

IvyZoe- LOL. Thanks. That is so true. I may just be abliging that ass kicking. ;-)

Sorry about the wait everybody. Got myself caught into too many stories, especially with these sequels. LOL. Add some laziness, to that, and that is about the bad mixture I have to work with. Well, enjoy. :-) Also, I added some flashbacks from Pour La Vie Et L'Amour, so I hope nobody minds having to re-read parts again.

SHORT TRIPS, LONG FALLS

"Not dat dere's much turnin' back at dis point chere, but you sure 'bout dis? You didn't exactly leave dere on da best terms, non."

"Ah'm fahne. Or is that ya delightful way of sayin' ya family wants meh just as dead as the assassins an' everybody else out there?" Rogue told Remy as she looked around the train station.

"Sides, do ya really think that they're all in this together an' are out ta kill meh or somethin' as soon as Ah get there?"

"It be a cold day in hell if any of dem decided to work together on somethin'."

"Then what's ya problem sug? Since when do ya worry so much 'bout anythin'? Thought life was a game."

"Not so fun if da deck not stacked in your favor."

"So the odds are against meh?"

"Us."

"Us?" she turned to him.

"We in dis together non?"

"Fahne, us. So the odds are against us, even with all Ah got behind meh?" she challenged him.

"Oui, we goin' into unknown territory here chere. Dey be waitin' for us."

"They will be waitin' for meh. Ah doubt they would figure ya ta follow."

"Don't know 'bout dat chere." Finally, the train for New Orleans was called for boarding.

"Guess dat be ours. Sure you don't want to go in da opposite direction? Get a plane, go to some nice tropical paradise?"

"Whay, so we can have more problems waitin' for us? Nothin' evah tends ta go right anyway." Remy stopped her dead in her tracks.

"What 'bout us?" she smiled and kissed him gently before heading towards the train. But not before she whispered to him, "That's what got us in this mess in the first place."

"Well, if you remember, chere, dere was no us. It was an arranged marriage."

"Where ya had a girlfriend on the side...Belladonna ring a bell." she told him sarcastically.

"Oui, mais you da one dat fell for dis ol' cajun."

"Oh, so it's mah fault ya couldn't help yaself?"

"Oui." he answered arrgoantly. They, then made it to their seats.

"Ya bettah watch it swamp rat, or else ya gonna find anothah means home, then on this train with defenseless lil' ol' meh."

"Why would Remy need to find a way home, when he has one here wit you chere?" Rogue turned away from him and stared out the window muttering something about him being stupid and annoying cajun that he is. Remy just smiled as if he had won some grand trophy from their little exchange of words.

Neither of them slept during the trip, feeling slightly on edge as to what they were getting ready to enter into. Her mind kept going back to those memories that she wished that she could forget. Memories of when this all started.

Flashback

Ah can't believe this is happenin'. Ah am so scared Ah'm shakin' like a leaf. But Ah don't have it in meh ta look at him. Maybeh Ah can keep mah head down and avoid him through this. But mah curiousity gets ta meh and Ah take a peek. He seems alright but it's hard ta see through mah hair. Ah should'a made momma get meh one of those veils for mah face, a nice thick one. But no, she made meh put on a tiarra like a princess and attached the veil ta the back. Ah know it looks good, but Ah'm scarred. Ok, Ah can do this, Ah know Ah can. Ah lift mah head so that Ah can get a good look at his face, slowly though. Wow. That's different, his eyes. They look like their glowin' red and their black where they should be white. He's smilin' at meh, guess he's okay with this. Or maybe it's for meh ta feel bettah. Ah smile back discreetly. Well, he's a looker. Maybeh Ah should'a took back that comment 'bout Romeo and Juliet 'cause he could definitely beh a Romeo, but Ah hate ta see the Juliet. He seems well-toned but it's hard ta tell in a suit and he has a very handsome face.

He takes mah hand and helps meh ta the alter like a gentlemen. Yep definitely a Romeo. When we get ta the Ah do's though, he looks a lil' shocked. Ah would'a hardly noticed if'n he wasn't starin' so much. Startin' ta make meh feel self-conscious. Whay he gotta keep doin' that. But Ah did notice that his name is Remy LeBeau. Suitin' name though. Not bad. Wait, did he just say kiss the bri-.

In a quick motion he just dipped meh back and kissed meh. Wow, Ah can't believe he did that. This has got ta beh a crazy one. Ah thought momma said he was in love with some girl and he kisses meh like that in front of a'priest. He pulls back but doesn't quit that starrin'. Ah finally catch mah breath and look at momma as he drags meh along and she looks so relieved. But then Ah realize that this Remy guy is draggin' meh somewhere, and Ah don't know where.

"Hey, wait." He stops and looks at meh.

"Oui, chere."

"Where are we goin' and whay are ya draggin' meh like some piece a'meat?" He smirks in a way that makes meh feel real uneasy.

"Je suis desole. Just figured ya wanted ta get some of these 'festivities' over with."

"So, Ah can walk, no need ta drag meh."

"Remy didn't mean to. We were headin' ta cut the cake and take pictures." Ah study him for a minute, and Ah really don't believe him. Somethin' 'bout the way he's lookin' at meh.

"Where is all of this happenin'?" Ah ask as Ah raise an eyebrow and put a hand on mah hip usin' the other one ta hold mah bouquet.

"Ya tres belle when ya angry chere." Ah'm a little taken back by his statement.

"Don't call meh chere. Ah have a name."

"Which was?"

"Well, if'n ya were payin' attention durin' our weddin' ya would have heard the name Anna."

"Oh, oui. Anna. Je m'apelle-"

"Remy."

End Flashback

To think, after all of this, that's how she felt when she ended up marrying him. Sure it wasn't something that she opted for, being an arranged marriage and all, but if she only knew then what she knows now. Although his arrogance was something to try and deal with.

Flashback

"Then come back to Remy's room wit him." He said low.

"Is that the pick-up line ya use on all ya gurls 'cause it needs work." She pulled away from him and went digging into her dresser. He walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered into her ear, "Remy would never dream of any other femmes but you chere." She grabbed her clothes and shut the drawer and turned around to face him.

"Don't tease meh. Ah said Ah don't play pointless games sugah. Just back up and leave meh beh. We are married, but Ah ain't ya's. We don't love each other." He stood silent, unwavering to what she just said. Then he leaned down as if he were going to kiss her again. She backed up as much as she could into the dresser.

"Ah know 'bout ya girlfriend." He paused for a second and then kept going.

"And Ah doubt ya gave her up for lil ol' meh. So back up 'fore Ah show ya what a real assassin is." He refused and went in for the kiss. She kissed back, rather passionately, and he found himself lost in her for a moment when all of a sudden, just as fast as she pulled away he felt a hard punch to his gut and his legs give way, falling back onto the floor. She smirked down at him and then leaned down and whispered, "Don't say Ah didn't warn ya." Then walked towards the bathroom, but before she shut it she said, "Next time, there's no warning." He just fell back and layed on the floor and layed there for a minute. 'What just happened?'

End Flashback

It always was fun to actually surprise a thief, not to mention sparring with him. Catching him off of his guard, was something she was good at, although, he was just as good at it when it came to her.

Flashback

Anna had just gathered her clothes and turned the shower on when Remy came bursting into to the bathroom. She immediately stopped undressing, well at least as far as she got, since she was only able to zip the front of her suit down part way.

"What do ya think ya doin'?" She yelled at him while putting one hand on her hip. He on the other hand didn't even act like he knew he was in the bathroom with her as she was just about to undress.

"How'd ya do that?"

"Do what?"

"What ya did out there?"

"Ah can fight on mah own, and ya staff was kinda obvious. What else would ya have a rod fer? Come on gimme a break, Ah maybeh a gurl but Ah got a brain too ya know. If that's all, Ah would like ta take a shower." He then took a good look at his surroundings and leaned against the wall as he smirked and slyly waved and hand while saying, "Go right ahead. Remy ain't stoppin' ya."

"Get out, or do Ah got ta kick ya hide 'gain?"

"Don't have a problem wit that chere. Long as it be wit ya."

"As much as Ah would just love ta, rollin' 'round on the ground with ya ain't exactly doin' mah body any good." She said as she pulled her hair down out a the ponytail and pulled out a leaf and waved it at him.

"Remy could always help ta make ya more...comfortable."

"Remy could always get outta the bathroom and leave meh in peace ta take a shower ALONE!"

"Oui, mais where da fun in dat?"

"The fun is bein' able ta walk outta here on ya own, not missin' anythin'." He stepped close to her and fingered the dirty white strands.

"Dis natural?"

"Ya eyes natural?" She growled out clenching her teeth.

"Mais oui. Remy ain't leavin' though...'least not without a kiss from his belle femme."

"Then maybe ya should go find her."

End Flashback

But he chose her, and that was all that mattered, isn't it.

Flashback

Ya heart belongs ta somebody else. We just legally married, but ya heart-"

"Belong ta you Anna."

"How can ya say that, ya don't know meh. What 'bout Belle?"

"What 'bout Belle?"

"Ya love her."

"Thought I did, but there is somethin' 'bout you that fills that need."

"Need?"

"Ta love."

"But ya don't know meh?"

"I know it sound crazy, but been feelin' that way since I saw ya."

"Yeah, it does sound crazy." she laughed and then laid her head into his chest.

End Flashback

But Belle didn't know when to quit, she probably didn't know what the word meant. She wondered if Remy had ever truly meant anything to her, or was he some type of prize that she stole away from her.

Flashback

She was making her way to Remy. Her Remy. She fought her way back through the crowd, not caring who or what was in her way. She could feel her emotions going out of control. She thought she was on the verge of losing her mind, but that didn't matter. Anna had to get to Belle. Belle started to fight him, but it didn't look real. She was talking to him in the process. 'Come on Remy, just blow her up.' Just as she was getting closer to the two Belle reached up and kissed him. Anna was taken back by the gesture, she turned just to make sure that Anna had seen and then smiled evilly at her. That was her last draw. She tossed her gun down and then took off her blood soaked gloves. Anna had it set in her mind that she was going to take her down one on one. 'This is gonna beh fun.'

Then she finally made it to her and decked her right in front of Remy, then she pulled out a knife from her boot. She stormed over to Belle and dragged her up by her hair and put the knife to her throat. "Is dat da best ya got?"

"Anna don't, it's not worth it."

"Who says, you?" but it was too late, something weird happened. Belle had made an attempt to pull the knife away as Remy was trying to talk her out of it, and touched her bare hand. Everyone that was fighting stopped to look at the two women screaming the most blood-curtling screams anyone had ever heard. Anna dropped the knife and fell back as Belle went unconscious.

Remy went to Belle first trying to wake her up. Anna saw this, but could hardly do anything as she was still dealing with the memories. She struggled and didn't realize that she was still screaming when Remy reached for her. She clutched her head but caught him in time and jumped up and away from him as fast as she could in her state of mind. "Don't touch meh! Don't touch meh!" She kept screaming though. All she could hear in her head was, "He loves me, not you! You don't deserve him!" over and over. She thought she was losing her mind. Then the images weren't helping either, some of them were too much and she went for some of the weapons on her belt using them on anyone that got in her way. She ended up killing more of the assassins then the thieves had done the whole time. They left all their dead behind, except for Belle and went running home letting the thieves deal with her.

End of Flashback

He even came back for her, after everything.

Flashback

"What are ya doin' here?" she whispered.

"Think that obvious, non. Question is what ya doin' here?"

"Ah let ya go. Ya want Belle, it's obvious sugah."

"Non, Remy wants you chere. Thought Remy make dat clear da other night." She looked down.

"Ya went ta her, not meh."

"Quoi?" She looked up at him, tears brimming, just wanting to be set free.

"After it happened, Ah saw ya go ta her, not meh."

"Chere-"

"And who might this be Rogue?"Rogue could see Remy's eye's glow more intensely through his sunglasses.

"Her husband, and who are ya?" Making his eyes visible to Pietro.

"None of your concern."

"Non, ya not, she is." and he turned back to Rogue.

"No Ah ain't. Ah ain't anybody's concern." She jumped back from the two.

"Remy can forgive dis chere."

"There's nothing to forgive."

End of Flashback

Then, when she thought it was all over, Belle came back.

Flashback

"Belle." Rogue growled through clenched teeth. Then Belle turned to Remy, "It's so good of ya ta be here for this." Then she quickly turned back to Rogue, and out of nowhere she pulled out a gun, aimed it at Rogue and pulled the triggered. Rogue didn't have enough time to get out of the way, but all she could hear was Remy yelling, "No!" She just closed her eyes and waited for it, but felt nothing. Then she heard Belle screaming out Remy's name. She opened her eyes in fear and found a bloody Remy at her feet.

End Flashback

Now she's here again. But can she really trust Remy, to once again be at her side? Or is there something else going on here? She just wants this to be over. Why can't Belladonna just leave her alone? Pity parties are not her style, so she wasn't about to start. But she couldn't help but wonder what exactly was going on in her husband's mind as she noticed that he had a far away look in his eyes. Did he know something that she didn't?