One by One the Souls Will Take You Over

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The title is a line from a song called 'And Don't Forget To Breathe' by A Static Lullaby.

Summary: This is an AU focusing on Rogue and Gambit, set after the end of the second season. Rogue never joined the x-men, in fact she has never has meet them instead she joined the Acolytes. Romyness eventually. Note: Rogue has a different past in this story. It will be explained as the story continues.

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A Denial: sorry about the review, it was during tech week for the play, and that meant I was trying to keep up with my school work and still have time to read fan fiction, but I did love your story.

There was also an anonymous review saying that my story seemed to be taking a Rogan route. Sorry but it is definitely a Romy, I have something else in mind for Logan in this story. Thanks for reviewing though and I always appreciate the feed back.

Author's Note Hey everyone… sorry for the long wait, but I was involved in our school's musical doing tech crew, and painting and construction crew, and gallery, and anything and everything to do with pictures. Basically I was doing everything possible with out actually acting in the play. That and I had got the flu a few weeks back, and man that is a bitch. Well anyways, here's an update, hope you like it!

Thought (in italics) Telepathic conversations

(Translations)

Pietro'sfasttalk

Chapter Fourteen: Answers

A soft breeze rustled the leaves of the tree above him, he glanced around. She was late. Scowling to himself, he began to wonder if she was ever going to come. He had heard a car driving around a while back, but other than that- nothing. He took out his cards and began to shuffle them.

The wind picked up again, his famous brown trench coat bellowed out around him. He growled softly. She wasn't coming. He should have known, why did he trust her? He should have forced it out of her in her room. Grant it, he had got a little distracted when she had stepped out of her bathroom. Those leather pants just clung to her in all the right places. True, no one could blame a guy for getting a little bit distracted. He shook his head, berating himself. He wasn't the type to be whose lost anything resembling a coherent thought when he saw a girl. No, girls were supposed to do that when they saw him. His demon eyes glowed in the darkness, showing his frustration. "De fille ain't comin'."

"Swamp Rat, when ah give mah word, ah always follow through."

He spun around, he hadn't even heard her coming, and yet there she was smirking at him. "How long y' been dere, chere?"

She shrugged, and sat her self down, leaning her back up against a tree. She just stared off into the distance, bracing herself for what was to come.

Remy silently made his way over to her, sitting down. He glanced at her, he was only sitting a few inches from her- their shoulders were almost touching, but she hadn't even acknowledged his present. She had that far off look in her eyes as though she wasn't really there at all. He studied her, his eyes taking her all in. She really was beautiful. The moonlight illuminated her pale skin, giving an almost iridescent look to it, while her emerald eyes seemed to glow softly. Had she been any other girl- well she wasn't any other girl, he reminded himself. And he was here for some answers.

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Her mind was filled with confusion. Why the hell was she even here? All she had to do was tap into Jean's powers and poof, he wouldn't remember anything. Okay, grant it he did have some extremely impressive mental shields, but it wasn't anything a she couldn't break through, so yes, it would take her some time, a couple days maybe… She sighed softly why did he have to see her like that? Had it been anyone else, their memory could have been easily modified, but no, it had to be the swamp rat. That boy was just too damn cocky for his own good.

She felt his eyes on her; she could almost sense him steeling himself up. "Well chere?"

"Well what, swamp rat?"

"Wha was dat back dere?"

She grit her teeth, she was so tempted to reach over and knock him out. "Just a little powah struggle."

"Dat means?"

"It means a powah struggle, idiot."

"Y' know chere, if y' gonna be lahke dat, den Remy can just go tell Magneto 'bout yoah li'l collapse."

She glared at him for several minutes. But Remy seemed unfazed by it, his impatientness growing with each passing second; finally he stood up and began sauntering away. Her voice stopped him. "How much do ya know 'bout mah powahs Gambit?" she asked.

He turned around, "Dat when y' touch personnes (people) dey get knock out. An' den y' get dere powahs. Nothing much else t' dem." He answered, looking down at her, not sure where this was going.

She shook her head sadly. "Ah drain life force. Tha longer ah hold on, tha worst it is. Ah keep their powahs fo' awhile, but ah keep a part o' them forevah." He looked at her uncertainly, not quite understanding what she was saying. "Ah get their memories, everythin' that they once were, is now apart o' meh." She growled, trying to find the right words. "It's lahke a mini clone o' them stays in mah mind. They can walk an' talk in here," She said, tapping her head, "though normally they just scream."

He just looked at her, trying to decide whether or not she was telling the truth. He slowly sat down again. "In de orb, dey were screamin'?"

"Naw, they were fightin' fo' control."

Quoi? Pourquoi? (What? Why?)

"If ya were trapped in some girl's head forevah, wouldn't ya want ta be tha one in control?"

He just shrugged in response, not sure how to answer that one. "Everyone personne (person) y' absorbed is in dere, screamin' dere asses off, fightin' fo' control of yoah mind?"

"Basically. But in tha orb, ah was also tryin' to process everythin' ah got from tha X-freaks." She glanced at him, he expression was unreadable, "At tha time ah had four different life times of memories forced into mah head, an' combine that wit tha Sabertooth figurin' out tha Wolverine was in there wit him…" she stopped, unsure of whether to go on. Her eyes were reflecting a thousand different emotions in their depths, before they hardened suddenly. "Ya tell anyone Gambit-"

"An' y' wha chere? Sick Bella on Remy? Sing a new tune sometime, dat one getting' old since it's all Pyro can talk 'bout."

"Gambit, ya know one little thin' 'bout meh, but ah got all yoah memories up in mah head. Try meh sometime an' we'll see who wins. An' foh ya information, Pyro no longer knows 'bout yoah wife, ah used Jeannie's powah ta wipe all their memories." She said, her eyes glowing with anger, as she stood up, and walked away.

Gambit glared at her, she was not having the last word this time. "Wha 'bout de Wolverine chere?" Rogue paused slightly, as Remy smirked at the effect of his words. "Aww, come on chere. Y' dink Remy didn't notice de scars on yoah stomach? Tell Remy, wha is he t' y'?"

She turned around slowly, she look utterly calm. Her eyes bore into his, before she smiled vindictively, "More than ya will evah mean ta anyone." She turned and melted away into the shadows.

Remy stood there, not moving a muscle, her words having more effect on him then he would ever admit.

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There another chapter all done. Hope the park scene was a good as you all anticipated it to be. I didn't want there to be fluffiness since they still kind of hate each other. Besides I like it better when they fight a lot with each other before falling madly in love. I think it makes it more real.

Hey question, is it mastermind or mesmero that works for Magneto?

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