Remy paced around his room for what seemed like hours. How could he break up with Cyndi when he didn't want to?

'I guess wha' I wan' don' really matter anymo', do it?' Remy thought to himself as he let out a long sigh. He stopped his pacing in front of a picture of he and Cyndi. She looked so beautiful, so in love with him and her love reflected in his eyes a hundred times over. They were meant to be together. Couldn't anybody see that?

'Love don' matter ta a bunch o' old men...' Remy thought, cringing at the thought of what the Guild would do to him, Henri and Jean Luc if things didn't go as planned. He would actually have to go through with this...but how? He couldn't lie to Cyndi...literally; he physically couldn't get the words out no matter how hard he tried. How would he be able to convince her that he didn't love her anymore? That he wanted to leave her?

He would simply tell her the truth.

He couldn't do this any other way and she deserved to know that it wasn't because he didn't love her. It was the least he could do. The last act of love he could offer her.

Peace of mind. He owed her that much.

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Cyndi drove over to Remy's that night after he had called her; like he had promised to earlier, and couldn't help but feel odd. He had sounded different...like something wasn't right. Perhaps he was sad about her leaving in a few days...or perhaps he was getting sick? Either way...she was worried for him, so she rushed over to see him. She knew she was being silly in worrying. Remy couldn't always be a cheerful guy. Maybe he was just having a weird day? She hoped for the latter.

She pulled up the gravel driveway, rolled up her windows and shut off the engine. It looked like a storm was coming. She sighed at the thought of getting caught in a downpour on the way home. She hated the rain.

"Remy?" Cyndi called out as she let herself into the house, not seeing Jean Luc's car in the driveway and knowing it would be ok. At the sound of her voice, Remy burst up from his position lying on his bed and practically flew down the stairs to her. He needed to see her, to hold her, to kiss her. His heart was breaking by the second and she was the only one who could make it better...even though it would be Cyndi who would need the comforting by the end of the night. Was this selfish of him? To seek out her embrace in his time of sadness? Given the circumstances, he hoped it wasn't.

"Chere..." Remy breathed out as he took her into his arms and held her tightly, memorizing her scent, the way she felt in his arms, the feeling of her holding him. He would miss these things once they were gone.

Cyndi giggled in his arms and kissed his cheek sweetly. He was acting as if they hadn't seen each other in years. Boys could be so silly sometimes.

"Did you miss me or something?" She smiled up at him. With solemn eyes, Remy nodded and leaned down to kiss her on those beautiful lips of hers. And though she kissed him right back, she felt something different in his kiss...a need that she hadn't felt before...a longing. Something was wrong, she just knew it.

"Are you alright?" She asked softly as she reached up to hold his cheek and look him in the eyes. Remy tried to swallow the hard lump that had formed once again in his throat. He was on the verge of tears again and anyone who knew Remy knew this was something he didn't do without good cause.

Tonight was certainly no exception.

"Non, Chere. We need ta talk." He said gently as they broke apart.

"Is something the matter?" She asked, the smile on her face fading and her eyes showing the worry that her words reflected. Remy let out a shaky sigh and took her hand, leading her up to his room.

XXXXX

He had done it. Told her everything. And when he expected her to yell at him...she cried. When he expected her to cry...she yelled. It was the most miserable night of his life.

"Remy not doin' dis 'coz he want ta, Chere. Ya gotta understand dat." He pleaded with her.

"If you really loved me, Remy, you would do anything you could to stay with me. It seems like you're taking the easy way out by just listening to everybody else." She challenged.

"Ya wanna see Remy dead, Chere?! Coz dat's what'll happen if he don' do dis!" He finally burst out, unable to hide his feelings any longer.

"No, I don't want that. I just...I...oh, Remy!" She sobbed, mascara-tinged tears running down her cheeks. Remy immediately went to her to hold her and she let him. He hadn't done anything wrong except for keeping Guild business a secret...and not being honest about knowing Bella. Other than that, she couldn't be mad at him. He had absolutely no say in what was happening to his future and for that, she felt sorry for him.

"I'll figure somet'in out...we'll be together again." Remy said softly.

"I don't want you to leave me." She cried into his shoulder as she clung to him with all of her might.

"Remy don' wanna leave ya either, Chere. Dat's de last t'ing Remy ever wanted ta do..." He sniffled as he buried his face in her hair and closed his eyes.

They stood that way for the longest time. Neither speaking. Neither moving.

"What do we do now?" Cyndi asked in a soft voice.

"Say good bye..." Remy whispered gently. When he felt Cyndi nod bravely against his shoulder, they slowly pulled apart.

"You know I love you...right?" She said as their eyes locked. He nodded and gazed into the eyes he had fallen in love with. So blue. So sad. Still so beautiful.

"I'll never stop lovin' ya...an' I'll find ya. Dis ain't de end, ya hear me?" He said. She nodded slowly and they leaned in to kiss one another with all the passion that they could muster, as sad as they were, they knew that this was far from the end. They would find a way. They had to.

"I love you." She whispered against his lips.

"Je t'aime, aussi (I love you, too), Chere." He whispered back as they broke apart from one another and she turned to leave and all he could do was watch helplessly as she left.

Cyndi began to cry once more as she left the LeBeau house for what looked to be the last time. It seemed that the very moment she stepped outside...the rain began.

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Having witnessed the whole scene from the safety of the shadowed hallway, Henri stepped into Remy's room once he had heard Cyndi's car pull away from the house.

"Ya did de righ' t'ing, homme." Henri said in a quiet tone.

"Den why do it feel so bad den?" Remy asked his voice shaky and his whole demeanor sullen.

"I can't answer dat, homme." Henri sighed as he watched his brother begin to break down in front of him and cry. Deciding to once again become Remy's brother, instead of his Guild advisor, he reached out to him and held Remy while he sobbed into his chest.

Henri promised his brother that night that he would do anything within his power to bring them back together again. He would make things right again or die trying. As God as his witness, Henri would finally do right by his brother.

I cried while writing this...I'm such a sap lol But, I hope you guys enjoy it and refrain from crying...crying sucks. lol