Third Person POV

Ororo Monroe was a goddess in her own right. She had stunning, natural, chin length white hair. However, unlike most people with white hair, Ororo's hair did not change to such a unique color because of her age. Nor was her hair a dull shade of white. As if the perfect contrast to her hair, Ororo's skin was smooth and a chocolate shade of brown. As for her eyes, there wasn't another pair anywhere in the world quite like Ororo's. Sometimes, Ororo's eyes are a dark shade of brown that you could melt in. Other times, however, Ororo's eyes shine fiercely as they glaze over and turn completely white. This is one of the only effects of Ororo's mutation that even allows you to notice she's using it.

So to any passerby that doesn't personally know Ororo, they wouldn't be shocked to find her sitting in a cafe, drinking a cup of coffee with a very good looking twenty year old. In fact, most people that didn't know either of the two personally would possibly even comment on what a good couple they make. That is, if said good looking twenty year old wasn't late.

Blowing a piece of hair out of her face, Ororo Monroe took another sip of her coffee. Looking out the window, little droplets of rain started to hit the glass, slowly at first and then harder by the second. Ororo was a patient woman. However, thirty-five minutes was pushing it a little to far.

Returning to her coffee, Ororo smiled into it as she heard the door open with a ring. She didn't have to look up, she could tell by how quiet his footsteps were that it was him. She tried not to grin to widely when he sat down opposite her.

"Remy don' 'preciate de rain, Stormy." Said good looking twenty year old said.

With this, Ororo looked up and had to hold back a laugh. Across from her sat Remy Lebeau, otherwise known as Gambit, and he was soaked from head to toe. His otherwise nicely groomed, chin length hair stuck to his face as he glared at her with his demonic eyes.

"And I, Remy Lebeau, don't appreciate being kept waiting for thirty-five minutes." Despite her impatience that had grown for him, she smiled at her old friend.

Remy feigned surprise, putting a hand to his chest. "Remy only keep you waitin' t'irty-five minutes? Well den, Remy should of taken more time wit' his flirtations, non?" He flashed her a dashing smile.

Sitting back and crossing her arms, Ororo eyes narrowed to slits. "Don't you tell me that I've been kept waiting because you were flirting with some girl on the street, Remy. After all, you're the one that arranged this little meeting." Thunder crackled outside, and she could feel its vibration under her feet. Despite her unspoken threat, Ororo wasn't actually upset with him.

Reaching across the table Remy placed his hand on one of Ororo's. "Calm down Stormy, you know you de only femme in dis homme's life." He flashed that smile again. "No need t' worry 'bout anot'er woman."

With a smile Ororo snatched her hand out from under his, taking another sip of her coffee. "In your dreams, Remy, only in your dreams. Now tell me, what is this all about? Is everything ok with your father?"

Remy leaned back in his chair, putting his hands behind his head as he put his feet in a chair next to him (which earned him a disapproving look from Ororo, that he decided to ignore). "Remy's pere be bon, chere. Dis be 'bout Remy. 'e need a place t' stay, an' he recall y' invitin' him t' some mansion fer mutants not to long ago. De offer still stand, Stormy?"

Ororo considered questioning Remy on why exactly he needed a place to stay, but decided against it. "There's alway a place for you at Xavier's institute, Remy. I believe you'd make an excellent addition to our team, if you'd like to be." She smiled, genuinely happy that she would be able to spend more time with her old friend.

Remy raised an eyebrow at her in amusement. "Team? Hmm, Remy will t'ink about it once 'e get settled in. Remy was hopin' 'e could perhaps move in t'day, if it be possible." By now, Remy's hands had moved out from behind his head and they were shuffling a deck of cards swiftly with skill.

"I don't see why not..."

Remy grinned at her. "Bon! Den Remy'll..." he looked down at himself and back up at her with a smirk. "Dry off an' change at 'is hotel, and den we go to dat mansion o' yours, non?"

Standing up, Ororo brushed herself off as she led Remy to the door, in which he opened for her. By now, her rain had stopped. "Sure, let me call us a cab."

At this Remy's grin only grew wider. "Dere be no need, chere. Come, it's time fer y' t' meet de other woman." Grabbing her hand, Remy lead her over to an expensive looking motorcycle. "Chere, meet Daniella." He beamed proudly as though he had just discovered the cure to cancer.

Ororo gave him an apprehensive look. "Remy Lebeau, do not tell me you expect me to ride on a stolen motorcycle with you."

Remy gave her a devious look over his shoulder as he swung a leg over the bike and sat down. "Fine den, Remy won't tell y'."

Ororo simply rolled her eyes as she got on behind him, and Remy drove off to his hotel.

For the past four months, Scott Summers has been a shell of himself. He had tried not to isolate himself from the students and the teachers, but he found that that was what he was doing. He also had let himself slightly go with his physical appearance. He would let his facial hair grow for several days before deciding to shave, and he would simply walk around in a pair of slacks and a t-shirt. He hardly left his room anymore, and if he did it was either to exercise, to work on one of her bikes or cars, or to get something to eat. Right now, he was getting something to eat.

Scott didn't deny it; Jean's death had hit him hard. She was his heart, and without his heart, he couldn't live. Something inside of him changed when she died. He didn't have anyone to blame, so he decided to blame himself. If only he had thought of another way. If only he could of switched places with her.

"Hi Scott." It was Rogue who was speaking to him. He offered her a slightly smile before he turned back to his sandwich. "So... how yah been?" Scott frowned slightly to himself. Ever since Jean's death, he's also had days where he just wanted to be alone. Today was one of those days.

Shaking off that feeling, Scott looked up at her from his sandwich. "I'm doing ok, thanks. What's up with you?" He took another bite, waiting for her answer.

Rogue took a seat on the stool across from him. "Nothin' much, really. We had a training session with Storm this morning before she left." She stared at him, and wondered if she should leave him alone. Scott was someone she had always enjoyed having a conversation with, but lately he didn't feel up to it much, and she didn't blame him.

Scott offered a smile, despite his wishes to be alone a moment ago, he did enjoy talking to someone once in awhile. "That's good, gotta keep the new generation in shape. That way we can retire." He smiled at his own little joke, and went on. "So, how're things with Bobby going?"

Something in her expression makes him regret it as soon as he asks. He knows she remembers. She knows he knows she remembers. When Rogue and Bobby had first gotten together, they had a long discussion about Bobby and Jean one day. That was the first time Rogue noticed she enjoyed Scott's company. But now, with Jean gone...

Rogue replied quickly, trying to avoid an awkward silence. "It's going great. Bobby, he's really understanding you know? He hasn't tried to push me into anything. I'm really lucky." She smiled, trying to think of something to get off the subject. "Did you hear? Logan's coming back today."

Scott's jaw tightened just a little bit, and Rogue wondered if she shouldn't have brought it up. "Really?" Scott took another bite, trying to hide his displeasure. Scott never hated Logan. He disliked the way Logan would look at Jean, and the way he'd talk to her in a hushed voice. Now, with Jean gone, Scott didn't know how to approach Logan at all. "Well, I wonder if he'll be staying for long this time."

Rogue nodded her head, but said nothing. She had been wondering the same thing herself.

Ororo ran her hand over the luxurious quilt that had covered the bed she was currently sitting on. The room must have been quite expensive to stay in, but Ororo knew Remy could afford it. His family was wealthy, and if Remy ever needed money he'd steal it. Ororo didn't know if it was right for her to feel relieved that Remy could take care of himself by stealing, but she did.

She grinned to herself as she recalled the look that the man at the counter gave them when Remy arrived back at the hotel with her. , a woman that he hadn't checked in with. She blushed when she had realized what the man must have been thinking, and upon seeing this Remy winked at her as they headed up to his room. If truth be told, Ororo was never attracted to Remy in that way. On the contrary, she almost became his stepmother a few years back. That was something neither of them liked to bring up after her and Jean Luc went their separate ways.

Remy exited his bathroom, now in dry pants as he pulled a shirt over his perfectly toned chest. He raised and eyebrow at Ororo when he saw her in deep thought. "What y' t'inkin 'bout, chere?" He grinned as her head snapped up from the quilt and her gaze met his.

She grinned coyly at him as she replied. "I'm just thinking about all the boyfriends you're going to get when you go to jail for stealing that bike."

Remy furrowed his brows and frowned at her, putting a hand over his heart. "Y' wound Remy, chere." She assumed he was referring to the boyfriend comment when he went on. "Remy's such a good t'ief, he ain't gon' get caught." He flashed his wonderful smile again, as he picked up the small bag he had brought with him.

Ororo just smiled and shook her head as she looked up at him again. "Is that all you brought?" She raised an eyebrow, and stood up.

"Remy like t' pack light. B'sides, he gon' get some new clothes here in N'york." His smile only got wider, as he exited the room and held the door for her. "Now, about dis mansion of yours. Are de rooms co-ed?"

The slap to the back of his head could be heard down the hall.

Bobby's POV

"Do you want to see a movie tonight?" It was a simple question, yet the expression Rogue had made it seem like I asked her opinion on politics, and she didn't really talk about it.

"Well, um." Rogue looked uncomfortable, and I was slightly concerned she was hiding something. "Actually..." She was trying to avoid the question.

I grabbed her hand, and looked at her confused. "What is it, Rogue? Is something wrong?" I didn't like that expression. It always meant she was going to say something she didn't really want to bring up.

"I was kinda thinking, you know, since he's been gone for awhile,"

Oh god, I knew where this was going. I felt that feeling in my stomach return. I don't know why, I know Rogue would never do anything to hurt me, and I know that there's nothing going on between her and Logan, but I just don't like the idea of him being back.

"I kinda wanted to see if Logan wanted to hang out. If that's ok with you?" She was looking me directly in the eye. I knew she'd stay if I told her I didn't want her to, but I couldn't do that. I knew that they had a bond, and I wasn't going to get in the way of that.

"No, of course not. You guys have a lot of catching up to do." I smiled at her and she returned it.

My ears perked as I heard a rumbling come up in the driveway. Rogue heard it, and practically yanked me off of the couch and pulled me after her. Part of me wanted to laugh at her excitedness, and part of me want to freeze Logan to death for being able to get this reaction from her.

I stopped and watched as Rogue flung the door open, just as Logan...

wait a minute, that wasn't Logan.

I couldn't contain my smile.

Remy's POV

I was just about to open the door for Stormy when it flung open, surprising the both of us. At the door stood one of the most belle femmes I've ever seen. A few feet behind her there was a blonde guy just standing there with a big smile on his face. I grinned to myself, and Stormy raised an eyebrow at the femme.

"Oh, it's just you two." I smirked as the femme said this. Storm smiled; apparently she knew who the femme had been expecting. I couldn't stop myself.

"Sorry t' disappoint, chere. De name is Remy." I grabbed her hand, confused as to why she was wearing gloves in the spring and placed a kiss on it. I could tell she was embarrassed at what she said, as she tucked one of her unique white bangs behind her ear and snatched her hand away, blushing.

"Sorry, I, um, I didn't mean it like that-" I had put her on the spot, and was amused to watch her try and apologize, when Stormy interrupted.

"Rogue, Bobby, this is my friend Remy Lebeau. He's going to be staying. Remy, these are some of our older students." Storm entered and I followed, and we all stood there in the foyer.

The blonde guy, Bobby I assume, came and stood next to the femme, Rogue. "Hi." He crossed his arms and was still grinning which made me want to raise an eyebrow.

"Bonjour." I turned to Rogue. "No need t' be sorry chere, Remy realize 'e ain't exactly dat excitin'-"

She looked mortified, and I tried not smirk. "No! I just, I was waiting-"

The Bobby guy, he put his arm around her and finished her sentence. "She's been waiting for an old friend most of the day, that's all."

Rogue POV

I couldn't believe it. I just embarrassed myself, along with offended a new recruit by accident. I was trying to apologize, when Bobby put an arm around my shoulder, and I just looked up at him.

"She's been waiting for an old friend most of the day, that's all." Bobby squeezed my shoulder a little tighter, and I wasn't sure whether to be grateful, or annoyed that he felt the need to stick up for me. I decided to feel grateful, because I knew his intentions were good.

The new guy, Remy, just grinned at us as Storm watched. I had to admit he was really good looking. NO! That's... wrong! I shouldn't say that.

God, when is Logan going to get here?

AN: So, Gambit is introduced into the story. I want to apologize if some of the character's from the movie seem... ooc. I'm used to writing in the comic and evolution genre, but I'm trying to keep them all true to the movie. ALSO, I've already gotten chapter 3 written out, if I get some reviews I'll be more willing to post it sooner ;) Otherwise, I'll just post it once I get 4 and maybe 5 written. I'm not one of those people that won't post if I don't get reviews, but reviews are nice!