Author's Note: Okay. This is my first Evo fanfic. It's set three years after Ascension. Since Gambit's age was never really mentioned and all the profiles I could find of him put him somewhere in his early 20s, I'm going to guess that he was about 22 or so and go from there.

Ages of original characters:

Gambit-25

St. John-23

Scott, Jean, Lance, Fred, Pietro, Wanda, Piotr, Rogue-22

Todd-21

Kitty, Kurt-20

Tabitha, Bobby, Ray, Sam, Amara-19

Roberto-18

Jubilee, X-23 (Laura), Rahne-17

Jamie-16

All of my OC's will have their age mentioned when they are introduced in the story. Oh, and they do belong to me. Yay, I own something.

Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution or anything in it. Marvel does.

The girls went into all the baby stores in the mall. Rogue ended up with several bags of stuff for the nursery. The other girls ended up with stuff for themselves or the baby.

"We've got to have a baby shower for you," Tabitha said from the backseat on the way back to the Institute.

"You're, like, right, Tabby. It'll be so much fun."

"We've also got to plan Kitty's wedding shower and bachelorette party."

"There's a lot to do."

"Well, like, don't worry too much about my bachelorette party. I've still got ten months until the wedding, so there's plenty of time for that."

"Well, the baby shower will have to wait til Ah get back."

"Where are you going, Rogue?"

"Me and Remy are planning on visitin his family down in Louisiana before too long."

"We probably won't have it until you're closer to your due date. When are you due, anyway?"

"March 12th. So ya'll still have six and a half months." Jean parked the car and thy all climbed out. The all headed up to the nursery to put the baby stuff away.

When they opened the door, they were shocked. In the few hours that the girls had been gone, the boys had painted and put the furniture together. The walls were a light green that made the white furniture stand out. They were painting the trim white when the girls stepped into the room.

"Like, wow. It looks great." The other girls nodded their agreement.

"Ya like it, chére?"

"It's perfect, Rem." She leaned in for a kiss when his cell rang. He mumbled a few curse words as he looked at the number before stepping into the hallway. Rogue followed him.

"Hello." Remy stepped into their room and let Rogue come in before he shut the door.

"Remy?"

"Who else would it be, Jean Luc?"

"Y' never know."

"What d'ya want? I was kinda in the middle of something."

"Sorry. Jus' wanted t' know if y' and y' wife wanted t' come t' the anniversary party on Saturday."

"What anniversary party?"

"Henri and Mercy's. Who else's would it be?"

"Dunno. Five years, right?"
"Oui."

"Hang on a minute." Remy covered the mouthpiece with his hand. "Chére, ya wanna go to my brother's anniversary party?"

"Sure, sugah. When is it?"

"Saturday."

"Sounds fahne, Remy."

Remy put the phone back to his ear. "We'll be there."

"Good. Plan on spending a week down here."

"Why a week?"

"Y' Tante been askin bout you, boy. She'd skin me alive if y' didn't."

"Fine." They said their goodbyes and hung out. "Fuck." Remy sat on the bed with his head in his hands.

"What's wrong, sugah?" Rogue sat behind him and started massaging his shoulders. She could feel how tense he was.

"We're staying for a week."

"What's so bad bout that?"

"A week in the Guild house is hell."

"Calm down, sugah. It can't be that bad."

"It is. Just wait."

"Ah think Ah know something that'll take yah mind off stayin with yah father." Rogue leaned over his shoulder and kissed his cheek. Her lips moved to his neck and down to his shoulders. Remy smirked and turned to plant a hard kiss on her mouth.

Neither noticed when the door opened. Kitty stood there in shock for a minute, then smiled and silently shut the door. "I think I'll just leave them alone."

Two days later, Rogue and Remy flew to New Orleans. They were met at the airport by Henri and Lapin. Looking at the two shorter dark haired men, Rogue could tell that Remy was adopted. His hair was several shades lighter and had a copper color to it. He also stood a good three inches taller than the other two men.

"Remy." Henri stepped forward and gave his younger brother a hug.

"De Prince of Thieves has returned." Lapin grinned at Remy before hugging him.

Both men noticed Rogue. "And who is dis belle femme?" Lapin asked, bowing to her.

"Ah'm Rogue."

"She's my wife." Bothe men's jaws dropped and they stared in stunned silence.

"Y' what?"

Henri grinned at his brother. "Y' mean dat y' actually found a belle woman t' marry y'?"

"Very funny, Henri. Spend some time with her, then ya know why I married her." Remy smiled at Rogue as he put an arm around her waist.

"Y' must be special, Rogue, for mon frère t' marry y'."

"She is." Remy glanced around at all the people in the airport. "Ya mind getting outta here? I really don't want to be recognized by anybody."

"Fraid of exes in the crowd?"

"Non, chére. I'm afraid of bein seen with these two." He motioned to his brother and cousin. Rogue laughed as they followed the two down to the baggage claim. The got their bags and followed the two out to a car.

Remy pointed out places as they drove toward the LeBeau mansion. Rogue loved the old city.

"Looks a lot different than last tahme, sugah."

Henri looked at them in his rearview mirror. "Last time? Y' been here before?"

"Yeah. Ah was down here for Mardi Gras a few years ago with Remy."

He gave his brother a harsh look. "Y' brought her here before? And y' didn't tell us?"

"Doesn't matter."

"Henri leave him alone." Lapin turned to look at Rogue over the seat. "Y' from de South?"

"Yeah. Ah lived in Mississippi til Ah was 16."

"Knew y' didn't sound like y' was from de North."

They talked back and forth for the remainder of the ride. They asked Rogue more about herself and she asked them about their family and themselves. Before she knew it, they were driving on a lane that ran through the swamp.

"What is it with yah Guilds and havin houses in bayous?" Henri and Lapin looked at each other at the comment. Then they both turned their gaze to Remy.

"She's the one that helped me save Jean Luc from the Rippers a few years back." The two older men looked surprised by his statement.

"How old are y'?"

"Twenty-two."

"Oh."

They pulled up in front of the mansion and climbed out of the car. Rogue watched as a pretty blond came out of the house to great them. She threw her arms around Remy's neck in a hug.

"Remy. Good t' see y' again." She pulled back and glanced at Rogue. "Dis must be y' wife."

"Oui. Rogue, this is Henri's wife, Mercy. Mercy, this is Rogue."

Rogue turned to face the older girl. "Nice to meet ya."

Mercy smiled. "Same here." She allowed her eyes to roam over the younger girl. She turned to glare at Remy. "Remy, y' didn't tell us dat she was pregnant."

"I didn't talk to any of y'. Jean Luc knew. Take it up with him."

Henri looked at them in surprise. "Wait. She's pregnant?"

"Y' mean y' didn't notice?" Merci looked shocked.

"Non."

"Why did I marry y'?" Mercy asked with a smile. Then she turned back to Rogue and Remy. "I best be getting y' inside before Jean Luc comes lookin for y'. Henri, y' mind puttin their stuff in Remy's old room?" she called over her shoulder as she led the two into the massive house.

"Stick close, chére," Remy whispered as he wrapped his arm around her. "Don't want ya gettin lost. Mercy, Jean Luc can wait. Where's Tante?"

"Remy, Jean Luc told me t' bring y' to his office when y' got here. I'm not gonna go against him."

"I know where his office is. We'll make it there. I just want to introduce Rogue to Tante."

"Good t' see y' again, Remy." Remy stopped and looked to where the voice came from.

"Etienne? That you?"

A figure emerged from a shadowy room off the hallway. "Oui." Rogue took a minute to study the man. Almost as tall as Remy. Same dark hair as many of the LeBeaus she'd met. Same brown eyes.

"Rogue, this is my cousin, Etienne." Rogue smiled and the man gasped.

"Y' mean t' tell me that y' actually married a belle fille?"

"Sugah, ya've gotta be the fourth person to tell him that since we got here. And ya only the fourth person we've run into." She glanced at Remy. "Are ya really that bad?"

"Non."

"Oui." Etienne answered at the same time.

"Etienne…"

"Remy, come on. Jean Luc is waitin for y'. Y' got plenty of time to catch up later." Remy frowned but followed Mercy. She stopped in front of a set of double doors and knocked.

"Come in." Mercy opened the door and walked in, smiling at her father in law. "Mercy, thank y'." He looked at the son that was leaning on the doorway, an arm around a girl by his side. "Remy, y' can come in, y' know."

"Oui. Just tryin to decide if I want to." Rogue frowned up at her husband. Remy took the hint and stepped into the office. "Y' remember Rogue?"

Jean Luc looked at her for a second. "Oui. I remember de white streaks. Nice t' see y' again, chére. Y' married de one dat helped y' save me?"

"Seems that way."

"Y' loved her then, didn't y'?

"Oui."

"Thought so. Welcome t' our home, petit." His eyes traveled to her slightly swollen stomach. "How y' and de bébés?"

"Bébé," Remy corrected.

"I thought y' told me that she b' havin twins."

"We thought that she was." He shrugged. "The doctor was wrong. We're having a boy."

Jean Luc's eyes lit up. "Y' havin a fils?"

"Oui." Remy's arm tightened around Rogue.

A knock sounded on the door. "What?"

The door opened to reveal Henri. "Tanta wants t' see Remy and his femme."

Jean Luc waved a hand at them. "Go. We'll talk later."

Remy and Rogue followed Henri out of the office. "Thank ya, Henri."

"Don't thank moi. Tante heard y' voice and wanted t' see her bébé." Henri grinned as he repeated Tante Mattie's statement. "Figured y' might wanna see her before she thinks y' avoidin her."

"Oui. Ya ready, chére?"

"Ah'm always ready, Remy."

Henri chuckled. "I can see why y' chose dis one, Remy. She got spirit."

"Oui. And a mean right hook."

"Remy, Ah only hit ya once." Henri raised his eyebrows at this comment. Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ah was sparrin with him and he didn't move fast enough."

"She got me right in the jaw, Henri." Henri laughed at the thought of Rogue punching his brother in the jaw.

"Ya had it comin, Swamp Rat."

"Name callin's not nice, chére."

"It ain't name callin if it's true."

"She's belle, she's got spirit and she's as stubborn as y'. I think y' may have met y' match, Remy."

"Remy? Dat y' chile?" Remy smiled as he heard his Tante's voice. He pulled Rogue into the kitchen.

"Oui. It's me."

The lady gave him a hug. "Y' look skinner den when y' left."

"Non. Just been working out more. Tante, meet Rogue, my wife." Mattie looked over the girl by Remy's side. She took in her still nearly flawless figure and her pretty face.

"Remy, she's belle." Remy grinned and Rogue smiled at the compliment. "Y' got beautiful eyes."

"Thank ya, ma'am."

"An' she's got manners! Just call me Tante. Remy, where'd y' find dis one?"

"New York."

"Non. She sounds like she's from Mississippi."

"Ah am. Ah'm a teacher at the same school as Remy."

"So y' met her at de school?"

"Non. I met her in battle."

"Battle? A pretty fille like dis?"

"Yeah. He tried to blow my hand off."

"Désolé. Again." He grinned at his wife.

"How de bébés?"

"Bébé. Mon fils."

"Y' watch him, Rogue. He ain't been round kids in years."

"Ah plan on it."

"Bon. Go get settled in. Dinner in an hour. Made y' favorite, Remy."

"Gumbo?"

"What else? Now get." She shooed them out of the kitchen.

"Well, chére, ya wanna go see more of the house or ya wanna head to our room?"

"We should probably unpack."

"Room it is. This way, mon amour." Remy took her hand and led her through the house to his old room. "Here we are." He opened the door and followed her inside.

Rogue looked around the room. It was decorated in black and crimson. A king sized bed was centered in the room. There were posters on the walls of motorcycles and bands. A panorama of New Orleans at night hung above the headboard. A few pieces of art hung here and there. It strongly resembled their room back at the Institute.

"Ya like it, chére?"

"It fits ya, sugah. All the red and black."

"Yeah." Remy flopped on the bed. When Rogue went to walk past him, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled down on top of him. Rogue smiled and kissed him. She pulled away and opened the nearest suitcase.

Rogue put away the clothes in the suitcase as Remy watched her. His red and black eyes roamed her body. Rogue could feel his eyes on her and she smiled to herself. She laid on the bed next to him on her side. "Yah turn, hun."

Remy groaned and covered his face. Rogue poked him in the ribs. "Fine. Ya win, chére." He rolled off the bed and put his clothes away before flopping back down next to her and pulling her into a kiss. Remy rolled them over so that she was straddling his hips. They were just getting into their make out session when someone knocked on the door.

"I swear this family has the worst timing." Remy grinned evilly. "Come in!" he called. Rogue turned her head as the door opened. Lapin stuck his head in and grinned when he saw Rogue still straddling Remy. Rogue's cheeks flamed when she realized what he was looking at, but she didn't move. "Ya want somethin or are ya just gonna stand there and stare at my wife?"

"Oh, um, yeah. Tante sent me t' get y' for dinner."

"Alright." Rogue got off of Remy and he stood up, pulling Rogue to her feet. "We're comin."

"Y' know y' need t' lock y' door when y' doin that, Remy." Lapin grinned at his younger cousin.

"Shut up. I seem to remember someone getting caught on the couch in a similar situation a few years ago."

"Yeah. Y' and that bitch." Rogue didn't even have to ask who he was talking about. She could tell from Remy's face. "Y' know she got married?"

"Thank God. Now she'll leave me alone." Remy pulled Rogue closer to his side and planted a kiss on her hair. They were silent the rest of the way to the dining room.

Rogue almost gasped as she saw the number of people in the room. There had to be at least thirty people seated at the long table. Rogue could feel their eyes on her as she walked next to Remy. She knew that they were all wondering who she was.

Jean Luc sat at the head of the table with Henri seated next to him on one side. On the other side, there were two empty seats. Remy led Rogue to them and took the one closest to Jean Luc. She found herself seated across from Mercy.

Jean Luc stood after Remy had taken his seat. "I'm sure y' have noticed that Remy is back. And I'm sure y' wonderin who the belle femme is with him." Jean Luc looked down the table before offering a smile to Rogue. "She is Remy's wife." People all up and down the table starting talking.

"Remy's married?"

"Must be a special girl."

"When did this happen?"

Jean Luc cleared his throat and all conversation died. "That ain't all. They're also having a fils." This got even more attention.

The man to Rogue's left leaned over and looked at Remy. "When'd y' get married?"

"Two years ago."

"Two years ago!" the man exclaimed loud enough that everyone at the table stopped talking and stared at them again. Rogue blushed and looked down at her plate.

Henri looked at him in disbelief from his spot across from him. "Y' mean that y' were married to her when y' were down here?"

"Yeah."

"Y' crazy enough t' leave a femme like that alone for a year?"

"Seemed like a better idea than bringin her here with everything that was goin on."

"That's why y' acted different. Y' didn' go clubbin. Y' refused to get drunk with us at bars. I thought mebbe y' got hit too hard or something." He turned to look at Jean Luc. "Y' knew bout this?"

"We'll talk bout this later. For now, everyone eat up." Jean Luc gave Henri a warning look as he opened his mouth to say something. Then his gaze turned to Remy. Remy stared back calmly. Sensing the tension between the men, Rogue lad her hand on Remy's arm. The tension eased slightly as he looked away.

Dinner was not rushed like at the Institute. Everyone took their time eating and sat around talking and drinking coffee when they were done. Jean Luc stood up with his mug and motioned for Remy and Henri to follow him. Rogue saw Mercy stand to follow her husband, so Rogue did the same. The other guild members didn't seem to notice their exit.

Jean Luc went back to office. Henri walked in and settled on the loveseat with Merci next to him. That left Remy in the armchair. He pulled Rogue into his lap and she settled back against his chest. Remy wrapped his arms tightly around her and she snuggled back against his chest. Everyone looked at Jean Luc expectantly.

"Henri, I did know that Remy was married. But I didn' know when he was here. He told me last week."

"Remy, why would y' hide somethin like that from us?"

"It was safer if ya didn't know about it."

"How do y' figure?"

"The Rippers couldn't find out bout her if ya didn't know."

"Y' lied to y' family t' protect her?"

"Oui."

Henri looked at Jean Luc in surprise. Jean Luc's expression mimicked his own. The both turned to look at Rogue. "Y' must b' something for Remy t' lie t' us so he could protect y'," Henri said.

"She is." Remy pressed a quick kiss to her hair before resting his chin on her head.

"Remy, I never seen y' hold a girl like that." Jean Luc was watching him intently. He'd never seen his youngest son just sitting there with his arms around a girl. Rogue yawned and Remy smiled warmly down at her.

"The guild is gonna be talkin now."

Jean Luc tore his eyes away from the couple in front of him. "What, Mercy?"

"Remy shows up wit' a pregnant wife after leavin a year ago. They gonna b' wantin answers."

"They won't care. There's a party tomorrow night. Y' know how they get when there'll b' a party."

"Y' right."

Remy looked down at the now sleeping girl. He looked at his adoptive father. "We done?"

"Why y' in such a hurry?"

"It's been a long day. It ain't good for mon chére or mon fils."

"Y' havin a boy?" Mercy asked excitedly.

"Oui."

Jean Luc smiled at his son and the sleeping girl in his arms. "Y' can go. Night, Remy." Remy stood up with Rogue still in his arms. She snuggled closer to Remy's chest and sighed. Remy grinned, knowing that everyone would be wondering what happened to the playboy that he used to be.

"Remy?" He turned around to face Jean Luc again. "Don't wake her up when y' get up in the morning. Let her sleep as late as she wants."

"Wasn't planning on wakin her. Night, Henri, Mercy, Jean Luc." Remy left the office and headed toward his room.

"Y' really think that's Remy?" Henri asked his wife.

"Course it is. He finally found a fille that can hold his attention."

"I remember her from a few years ago." They turned to look at Jean Luc. "When the Rippers had taken me, she helped Remy get me out. She had his attention then. I mentioned something bout her powers an' Remy just bout bit my head off. Never seen him so protective of a fille. She's special."

"What'd y' mean?"

"Remy brought her to Mardi Gras against her will. He needed her power t' find moi. She helped him get past the Ripper's security on Blood Moon Bayou. She found out he was usin her and left. Mais she came back t' help him. Then she saved him from a guy that wanted t' kill him. Said he'd done the wrong thing for the right reason. Somethin bout her mother and her doin the wrong thing. She saved us when Julian and Marius found us tryin t' get out."

"No wonder Remy kept her. She's got plenty of spirit."

"Oui. And she'll keep him in line."

"Y' better get t' bed. Y' got a long day tomorrow."

"Night, Jean Luc."

"Night, Mercy."

"Night, Pere."

"Night, mon fils." Jean Luc leaned back in his chair as they left. His thoughts were filled with questions about his youngest boy and his wife. He decided to think about it tomorrow and headed off to bed.

Remy gently put Rogue down on the bed. He took off her sneakers and pulled the covers over her.

"Remy? What're ya doin, sugah?"

"Ya fell asleep. I brought ya up to bed."

"Thanks." Rogue smiled up at him. "Ya mind grabbin my shorts for me?"

"Non." He opened a dresser drawer and pulled a pair of her mesh shorts. Rogue quickly changed and got back under the covers. Remy stripped down to his boxers and joined her in their bed. She smiled as she rolled over so she was facing him. Remy kissed her and pulled her into his arms. She rested her head on his chest and his arm rested on the curve of her waist. She was asleep within minutes and Remy soon followed.

Okay. I know that I said that each chapter would cover a larger amount of time, but I forgot about them visiting the family when I said that. Anyway, hope you like this chapter. I think there will be one or two more covering the New Orleans trip before they go back. Then time will pass quicker in the chapters. R & R. Thanks to all my awesome reviewers. And sorry for the inconcsostencies with the accents. When I'm writing, I occasionally will forget about an accent, so the characters seem to talk with a heavier accent at times. And sorry for any typos. I checked this chapter, but I always seem to miss some.