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Chapter Three
"Will ya stop that?"
Remy paused. He looked over and saw that the fingers of his right hand were drawing soft circles on Rogue's gloved left hand. He didn't even realize he was doing it until she spoke.
Gambit grinned and looked into Rogue's simmering emerald eyes. "Sorry," he said quietly, "Didn' know what I was doin'."
Rogue rolled her eyes and tried to make herself more comfortable in the aisle seat of the airplane, "But ya sure do know how to push a gal's buttons, don't ya?"
"Only yoh's, chere," he replied with a smirk.
The southerner gave out a frustrated sigh, "If ya so afraid of flyin', whah did ya come on this trip?"
Remy stiffened, "Remy's not afraid o' flyin'."
"Yeah ya are. Ya cain't sit still an'- will ya please stop doin' that?"
Remy looked over and saw that he was doing it again.
"Remy cain't help it, chere. Yoh such a pleasure to touch." Remy took her hand in his and continued his gentle ministrations on her palm with a twinkle in his eye as he looked at her, going though an imaginary check list in his mind.
Rogue's cheeks go pink. Check.
Rogue's eyes narrow. Check.
Rogue's right fist clenches and unclenches. Check.
Rogue's cheeks turn a bright red. Check.
Rogue explodes with rage-
"Swamp Rat!"
-Check.
"Oui, chere?"
Rogue looked at him, a calmness in her eyes that sends warning signs to his instinct, which he ignores.
"If ya don' stop that, Ah will take yoh lucky deck o' cards an' give'em to John foh fuel," she said with a cheery smile.
Remy paused for half a second, but then continued with his activity and said with his damn cocky grin, "Y' don' know where dey are."
"Oh, don' Ah?"
Remy blinked and suddenly felt a lightness in the inside pocket of his trench coat. His red on black eyes widened behind his sunglasses when he saw Rogue waving his cards in front of his face.
He quickly recovered, however, and said, "An' how do y' know dose are Remy's fav'rite cards? Dey could be jus' another deck."
"Trus' meh, Ah know. But what Ah don' know is whah yoh so afraid o' flyin'."
Remy answered without hesitation, "De same reason y' afraid o' goin' home."
The light in Rogue's eyes slowly faded away. How could she have forgotten? The only reason she was on the stupid plane sitting next to Gambit was to get to Mississippi. And yet there she was, completely distracted by the stupid swamp rat that she forgot about Stella's wedding, Diana's smile, their possible rejection-
Rogue looked at Gambit with sudden realization. He smiled at her and patted her hand.
That's why he was there: to distract her from her doubts, her worries, herself.
Rogue gave a small smile which made Remy hold his breath. Dieu, she was belle when she smiled. (A/N: is the spelling ok?)
She let out a small laugh and handed the Cajun his cards. "Stupid Gumbo," she muttered.
Remy took his deck back and asked slowly, "How did y' know?"
Rogue gave a smirk of her own and said, "'Cause mah name is written on the Queen o' hearts."
And for the rest of the plane trip, Remy drew soft circles on Rogue's hand.
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Remy paid the cab driver for his services and turned around.
Rogue was frozen stiff. She hadn't moved an inch since stepping out of the cab. She was back. She was actually standing in front of the house she practically grew up in, and she couldn't move.
Remy put down the suitcases. He heard the cab driving away as he walked up to stand beside Rogue. "Chere? Y' ok?"
As if his voice broke the spell which cast her into stillness, Rogue's fingers started running through her shoulder-length hair. "Ah- Ah'm jus' a bit nervous is all. How do Ah look?"
Remy looked at her and whistled. She was wearing a white sun dress that went down to her knees and hugged her curves. Her usually straight white-striped hair was slightly curly, framing her heart-shaped face. She wasn't wearing any make-up save for some lip gloss- which was the Remy preferred it, to be honest. Her gloves were white and reached her elbows, still holding in some of the fear she was afraid to show.
"Y' look perfect, Rogue."
"Yeah, well ya don' look half bad yohself."
It was true. (A/N: More than true! Remy's hot! And I can't believe I think a cartoon character's hot! How pathetic am I? –goes off to find a boyfriend-) Remy's white collared shirt was fresh from the dry cleaner's, and black slacks never looked better on a man. He was wearing sunglasses, however, and it made Rogue frown.
"Sugah, whah ya wearin' yoh sunglasses?" Rogue reached up and took off the shades. She wasn't prepared for what she saw.
There was an overwhelming concern in his demonic gaze. Concern for her.
Rogue gave a dry sob, "Ah caiin't do this." She turned to run, but Remy grabbed her by the hand and pulled her back.
"Rogue, y' can do dis. Remy knows dat dose people inside dat house love y'."
"How? How do ya know they won' turn meh away?"
Remy gave her a smile. He cupped her face with a gloved hand and said, "Chere, no one c'n turn you away."
Rogue hesitated, and Gambit took the opportunity to take her hand and drag her to the door.
"Remy, please-"
But Remy ignored her protests and knocked on the door three times.
The door swung open and both Rogue and the woman who opened the door gasped.
Before she knew what was happening, Rogue was in the arms of Diana once again as she said, "Welcome home, sugah. We've been expecting ya."
TBC!
Weee! It was short, and I'm sorry, but I gots a headache. Anywho, I think that airplane scene was the most fun to write. Did y'all like it? Please review, they're the only things that make me smile! (well, not really, but still review!)
P.O.G.
Bye-Z!
