NO GOING BACK

Remy had been stunned. At first he just stood there, staring at Rogue, as she slowly fell to the ground.

"No." he whispered to himself as his legs finally began to move towards her, on their own. He fell to his knees, trying desperately to find a way to make the blood stop. As Rogue lay there dying, Mystique and Belladonna just stood there watching the couple. Rogue began to feel very cold, so quickly, and for some reason she could not get Logan's powers to kick in, but she did have enough strength left for one last task. Everything began to get so dark as she could barely hear Remy's sweet words to her. Words that she knew that she would never hear again, one's she would deeply missed. But, before she was consumed by darkness, she used Jean's powers and sent Belladonna a gift.

It was a gift that Belladonna had thought that she wanted all along. One that Mystique had promised with the girl's death. But she was completely unaware of what would come over her. An assassin was not one to feel guilt, but she knew deceit well. The images in her head were nearly haunting.

Outside, Remy was out pretty far onto the grounds again waiting for Belle to show up. He knew she would come back; she always did, for him.

"Remy." He turned and there she was as beautiful as ever.

"Belle."

"It's just a way to make sure Remy don't run off wit ya."

"I know mon amour, I know." She kissed him. She may not have agreed with the marriage to that Anna girl, but that did not mean that anything would stop her from being with him.

"Ya not angry."

"Non. I would take ya anyway I can get ya."

"Merci, but it's gonna be harder now. Mon pere gonna want Remy wit her more." She turned away from him.

"That mean what I think it means Remy." 'He better not be breaking up with me over this. It's not his fault, unless…'

"It means what ya want of it chere. Not gonna push ya into nuttin'."

"I'm willin' ta try."

"Then Remy is too, for ya."

She was so happy with him, that she never thought that it would end. She didn't want it to end. But there was no way of stopping it. They ended up getting closer by the hour. Belladonna couldn't understand what it was that drew Remy away from her and towards that girl.

She had arrived a little bit early, in hopes of getting to see him just one more time that day. But she noticed that they were so close, and the words she heard were undeniable."Oui, we married, non?"

"But we don't know each othah. We met for the first time when we got married."

"So, ask Remy anythin' he tell ya." 'Since when is he so open?' Belle couldn't help but ask herself.

"Right, how'd Ah know ya ain't gonna tell meh lies." He whistled.

"Ya sure need ta learn ta trust chere."

"Whay ya call meh that, still can't remembah mah name?"

"Anna."

"Gee, Ah'm surprised." 'Me too.'

"Oui, Remy be full of surprises." He put his hands on her hips. 'What is he doing? She is not his woman?'

"What is it ya really want?" He didn't answer, he just leaned in and kissed her. She didn't stop him, so he took that as a good sign and deepened the kiss. He couldn't get enough of her. He couldn't quite understand it himself. He wasn't exactly sure what it was that he wanted, but he knew at that moment that she was definitely part of it. They both broke apart slowly, breathless and stared into each other's eyes. Belladonnas body nearly shook in anger.

"Ahem."

They both turned and saw an angry Belle standing on the balcony just outside their room.

"Was I interruptin' something Remy?" she couldn't help but ask.

"Non, Belle, of course not."

"Care ta ask ya wife ta get her hands off ya then?" Anna just backed away, not knowing what to think or say. She didn't initiate this. Sure she probably should have stopped it, and she doesn't quite understand why she didn't but this really isn't her fault.

"Ah think Ah'll go downstairs now-"

"Non, dis ya room too, and this is ya problem. Why not start off why ya got ya hands all over him anyway ya Mississippi hussy?" 'How dare she try to steal him from me. She could stop this, even if he couldn't help himself.'

"Belle there's no need fer dis."

"Oh, I care to differ Remy. I thought ya said she know 'bout us and didn't want ya."

"Oui."

"Then what's dis all 'bout?"

"For starter's Ah ain't no hussy, he is mah husband, not yours. Hmm. So wouldn't that make ya the other woman swamp slut." Anna was getting more furious by the minute. She had no right to treat her like this no matter what. This girl doesn't even know her. She didn't choose to be here.

"Why ya lil-" Remy cut them both off and jumped in the middle.

"Why ya here Belle?"

"For ya of course, mon amour."

"You couldn't wait fer me Belle?" Anna was actually taken back more so then Belle was with how stern he was being with her.

"Non, of course not. I missed ya. Ya haven't had much time fer me lately."

"Already explained this Belle."

"I know, but obviously not this part." Belle said as she tried to get through Remy to get to Anna.

"Dis not the time or da place Belle. Dere's a meetin' goin' on. Ya need ta leave."

"Quoi?" she sighed. "Fine, but ya better meet me tonight."

"Oui."

"And you!" she pointed a stern finger at Anna, "had better watch ya back."

"Belle." She could see Remy's eyes glow as he growled her name out through his teeth.

"Oui Remy, je connais. Je juste ne lui fais pas confiance avec vous." Yes Remy, I know. I just don't trust her with you.

"Il vraiment n'importante pas si vous me faites confiance ou pas Belladonna." It really is not important if you trust me or not. Anna replied.

"Vous n'avez aucune excuse a me parler d'une telle façon!" You do not have any excuse to speak to me about such a way.

"Sure Ah do, your in mah room."

"This is-"

"Belle, out now!" and with that she left but not before kissing Remy on the lips.

It had hurt so much that he would throw her to the side so easily. She had always been there for him, since they were kids. Especially as kids, and now, she thought they were so in love. They were suppose to find a way to be with each other, not to let this tear them apart. She had joined the fight against the thieves, in hopes of forcing him back to her. That he would remember how much he loved her if Anna wasn't there. But it didn't matter. That was when it 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 left her, when she needed him most, in search of his wife. And then there was that day that she was going to win. It was going to be over. But it ended so wrong.

"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 that could be heard was Remy yelling, "No!" Belle began screaming out Remy's name.

"I, I didn't mean to. It was suppose to be you." Belle tried to explain to Rogue. She couldn't believe what she had done.

Then, Rogue had killed her, or so it was believed. She relived those memories in her mind as if they had just happened. Fresh tears began to form in her eyes. She had lost Remy, and there was nothing that could be done. Looking at him now, she knew that their was no going back. She had been such a fool. What was the purpose of all of this? It was suppose to be for him.

Belle turned, to see Mystique smiling evilly just before she turned and began to walk out of the room. She stopped at the door and looked at the blonde.

"Come my dear." She told her calmly as she motioned for her to follow. Belle, however, did not comply, as she turned back to the scene before her. She watched Remy nearly fall to pieces, calling for Anna to come back to him. Belle's own heart broke as he told Anna how much he had loved her, and it was done in such as way that he had never spoke to her. It was far past true sincerity.

"Remy." She nearly whispered, but he ignored her. So she took those few steps toward him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He quickly knocked it off, but refused to look up at her.

"Haven't you done 'nough Belle." He nearly growled at her.

"Remy, I'm….I'm sorry." But she did not get a response as he sat there cradling Anna in his arms. Mystique watched this from the door. Belle turned towards her, and the blue figured woman eyed her skeptically.

"Fix this!" Belle growled out, pointing to the scene in front of her. Mystique just laughed maliciously. Belle, however, no longer finding the joy in such pain, fingered her favorite knife that was tucked away at her side.

"Fix this NOW!" she yelled at her.

"No. There is nothing to fix." Mystique growled back out. But just as she finished her sentence, she barely dodged the knife that came flying towards her head. She turned to see it lodge itself in the wall behind her, and then looked back at Belle.

"I will not miss dis next time." She told her in a low tone. But it no longer mattered as the room began to glow with fire. The fire spread throughout the room, but burned nothing. The two women turned to see Rogue being lifted into the air, engulfed in these flames, as Gambit stepped back slightly.