Remy glared at Matt, the boy had just kissed his daughter. It wasn't just any kiss, it was one of those kisses that meant there was going to be more. Along with his hand that behind her neck, it said it all.

Though Remy had been with other woman, he had even flirted with Jean Grey once, he knew what could happen from just a kiss.

He was helping the two move into their new apartment that was closer to the current x men base and Becca's college. Then Becca and Matt could spend more time together then the amount they were already spending. She had told her father that if they moved into their new apartment then she wouldn't be stuck driving around all day. It was also a hour drive from the school and Remy's watchful eyes.

"I think Matt's getting just a tad too close" he said, speaking his mind to the younger ma when the two were all alone inside the apartment.

Matt raised an eye brow at his words. "You should've said somethin' a few years earlier." He replied as he set a box down a bit harder then needed.

"I'm sayin' somethin' now" Remy commented, walking outside with Matt to get the couch, something he'd need.

Matt used his powers to lift the couch into the air then began to push it upstairs, "Becca's in good hands, thats just it" he said as he tried to reassure the man.

The two were silent as Becca walked in and Remy walked out.

"Did I do something?" Matt asked her, considering just reading her father's mind to find out.

"Yeah, you figured out a way around the touchin' problem " she answered "hey, he should've known that if I could touch you" he paused grabbing her hand and pulling her to him, holding her in a tight embrace. Being able to see her smile and her red eyes, he showed a dangerous smile as he continued "then I just might pull a wolverine on his little girl." His eyes had darkened, changing to a dark red, the shad of blood.

"Well this gal doesn't want wolverine" her hand slid up his back to his braided hair then lightly pulled it. "Hey watch the hair" he said as she pulled his hair harder watching his eyes change back to the soft hazel. "Somebody's gotta keep an eye on you and your inner demons" she said as she smiled.

"This comes from Ms demon eyes" he said as the two separated at the sound of Remy walking up into the room.

"If you two are interested, there maybe a few more boxes left" he said before they walked past him. Matt took a large box, using his powers again to lift it up the stairs.

"Dad, leave him alone, I actually like that one" she said, picking up a small box that had scattered objects.

He grabbed the last box, following her, "you sure hes the one? There are a few others guys out there."

"Yeah, dad. Hes one of the best" she answered. She looked back at him "you know ya like him."

Remy sighed, "hes not bad." He was responsible, and had liked her for a while, plus he was more like his mother and didn't scream bad boy as much as his father had.

Matt leaned against the doorway, a short smirk across his lips "keep talkin' like that an' ya gonna make me blush." He said, letting his telekinesis take the box she had inside and onto the couch as he placed a kiss on her lips.

"subsistance rêvant le gosse" Remy said as he grabbed the back of Matt's shirt and pulled him away from his daughter. "Le gosse?" Matt repeated to himself as he walked backwards into the small kitchen "it means kid" Becca translated for him.

"Kid?" He repeated.