This is a rewrite:

Angel. Chapter 9

" So we meet again, my petite ange?"

Rogue could barely contain her surprise. Here, standing before her was the handsome Cajun guy she had met a few weeks ago.

" So I see lightening does strike twice," she returned with an excited smile, remembering fondly of their past banter.

" Indeed, ma petite ange, but someone once told me dat miracles do 'appen."

He gave her a dazzling smile, " And this, I am sure is a miracle from heaven."

" You know this guy?" Jubilee asked incredulously.

" Um, yeah, we met once, a few months ago," Rogue answered haltingly. But what the hell was he doing here?

" That's really great. And does your friend always lack in manners as well as directional skills?" she asked sarcastically.

The stranger spared her an irritated glance before replying, " Pardon, Remy apologises for his earlier rudeness."

" And he talks in the third person!" Jubilee muttered to herself in disbelief.

There was a little chorus of "hi Remy" before they all lapsed into an uncomfortable silence. But, as expected, Kitty broke it by asking, " So, um, you're new here?"

" Oui."

" So, you'll need a tour of the school," Kitty declared triumphantly

" I'll do it," Rogue volunteered immediately, grabbing his hand and tugging him towards the door leading to the outside grounds.

The door closed behind them with a resonant thud, followed by silence.

" I'm sensing some trouble in paradise," Jubilee mused.

Rogue led him around the vast gardens, stopping by a bush full of peach coloured roses, all budding sweetly, the sunlight warming their full petals. Remy plucked one, inspected it slowly before handing it to Rogue.

" It's beautiful, like you," he said absently, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

" Thank you," Rogue answered, slowly caressing its smooth petals. But her eyes were set in determination. " What are you doing here, Gambit?"

" To see you mon petit," he answered with a wide smile.

" Look, cut the crap and tell me the truth. What are you really doing here, and its not to woo me off my feet."

Remy smiled easily, " Gambit has some business with Monsieur Xavier."

" What sort of business?"

" Gambit can't tell you dat."

" Yes, you can, and you're going to."

Remy stared at her for a moment, weighing up the pros and cons.

" You drive a hard bargain, mon petit."

" Yeah, well, I'm not an easy chick."

" Are you sure?"

Rogue stared at him for moment, temporarily forgetting everything and thinking only of his gorgeous smile. She opened her mouth to give a scathing reply but a gruff voice answered him from behind her.

" She's sure."

Rogue turned but she already knew who was there. Logan. The Wolverine who had captured her heart as easily as she had captured his. His strong hand rested on her hip possessively. He gave her a slight squeeze causing her to blush slightly at the sizzling warmth that shot through her body. God, what his touch does to me!

" Logan!" she said as greeting, looking hesitantly up at him. He smelt of the forest and so had obviously been out for a run. He gave her another slight squeeze, but his fierce eyes didn't leave the stranger before him.

" Who are you?" he asked gruffly, taking a menacing step forward, effectively shielding slightly.

" Relax! It's just lil' ol' Remy. Remy done nothin' wrong," Remy said, alarmed by the large wolfish man standing before him, shielding Rogue. His mate. Realisation dawned, this man was Rogue's boyfriend, the Wolverine. He'd heard about him. About how vicious and animalistic he was. Rough, tough, dangerous and sexy. He also had a lot of baggage. Dark, disturbing baggage. Why the hell would Rogue get together with this guy?

Logan was still staring at him suspiciously, getting ready to pounce. With that thought, a dangerous light flickered in his eyes but disappeared a second later. Rogue didn't miss it though and decided to help Remy before he was embedded with metal claws.

" I was, um, giving Remy a tour. He's here to see the Professor," Rogue said softly trying to create a bridge between the two men.

Logan shifted his gaze to Rogue and raised his eyebrows slightly. Rogue met his gaze just as steadily but Logan caved in first with an impish grin, causing Rogue to smile as well. He dipped down unexpectedly and kissed her parted lips. Rogue bit back a sigh as she felt the familiar shivers of anticipation sizzle through her body, pooling between her legs.

" Lead the way," Logan said amusedly, knowing full well the effects he had on her, he could smell her aroused state almost immediately.

She gave him a mock frown, trying to gain some of her shattered composure. She turned to Remy who assumed an expression of non-caring.

" I'll take you to the Professor's office," Rogue stated before turning and walking quickly into the building. Remy followed calmly and Logan walked behind him, studying the stranger's move.

The stranger was familiar to him but he couldn't seem to place him and that made him cautious. Not only that but he seemed to be getting real friendly with Rogue back there and he'd be damned if he'd let the Cajun bastard take her away from him. Bodies would roll before that happened. He stared at the back of the stranger's body and smiled devishly. He wouldn't mind if "Remy's" body was the first to roll.