Chapter 2 – Busted

The bright sunlight streamed in through the window and Remy awoke, squinting slightly. He moved to close the curtain but felt a small weight on his shoulder. Looking over, he saw her, her auburn hair shimmering in the morning sunshine, her delicate features enhanced by the dawn. She stirred gently as he positioned himself the way he was. He didn't want to close the curtain anymore. He didn't want to wake such a peaceful form.

Footsteps sounded in the hallway outside, heavy on the floor, making an unearthly banging. The knock on Rogue's door seemed to vibrate throughout the entire mansion and then a gruff voice broke the silence.

"Stripes, wake up training in 20 minutes and I'm gonna to wait here until you come out."

At the sound of Wolverines voice, Remy had dived out of the bed, the thoughts of the sleeping angel beside him forgotten. The thief in him had taken over and his prime instinct was not to get caught. He turned back to the bed, looking for his shirt and saw that Rogue was awake. She looked at him, wide-eyed, afraid.

"Oh no," she whispered "Quickly, ged out o here before he catches y"

Remy took no time in heeding her warning and, after finding his shirt under hers, raced to the window.

Logan's voice sounded once more.

"Rogue? Are you ok in there? Answer me!"

Rogue glanced towards the door before following Remy to the balcony, with only the sheet around her that she had dragged off the bed. Once out there, he pulled her into his arms. Her hands glided up his arms and back down again and his head fell to her neck.

"Until next time, mon ange" he whispered.

He let her go and climbed onto the balcony wall. He poised, ready to jump off the edge but before he could move even an inch, a familiar SNIKT came from behind them.

"Going somewhere, Gumbo?"

Remy stopped in his tracks, scared that if he moved he would feel six claws slice in into tiny pieces. Maybe scared wasn't the right word. He was petrified.

Rogue's voice came out of the blue

"Logan, please, just stop it,"

Wolverine's eyes scanned over her attire with his eyebrows raised but he thought nothing of it.

"So what, ya been hacking into some files maybe, stealing some valuable object?"

Remy got off the ledge.

"Non, actually, mon ami,"

"Then what? Getting your bearings in the institute for Magneto"

"Magneto has gone homme and once again, non,"

"Seeing as you got no answers to my questions, a small beating may get it out of you,"

At that point, Wolverine advanced but Rogue stepped in front of Remy. Her emerald eyes flashed fiercely, her hands clenched into fists. Logan aimed a question over to Remy.

"So what are ya doin here, Gumbo?"

"Unfortunately I have no answer for that question, mon ami," Remy replied with a forceful look at Rogue. Logan certainly didn't catch on to their little rendezvous. He really is as dumb as he looks thought Remy.

"Fine, times up!" Logan began to come towards Gambit again, his features in a distorted expression, ready to kill.

"Logan, I have an answer to your question," Rogue barely whispered but the wolf like man heard her.

"Go on then, Stripes, tell me,"

"He cant have been stealing anything or wandering around the mansion or hacking files or anything!" She was breathing hard and fast, trying to find the right words to try and stop Remy from being killed but still keep their well kept secret.

"How would you know?" Logan demanded

Rogue glanced at Remy, almost to ask him permission to save his life by telling Logan about them. He nodded slightly, hardly moving his head.

"Because he was with me all night," Rogue said, exhaling a large amount of air.

The silence between them was almost unbearable. Logan's jaw dropped and stayed there and Remy ran his hand through his hair in an agitated manner. Rogue lowered her head so that neither of the men on the balcony could see her face. She felt guilty, almost ashamed, of telling Logan about her and Remy's relationship. She wondered what would happen now. Would Logan tell the Professor? Would extra security be put up so that Remy couldn't get in? But the most important question, would she ever see Remy again?

Her mind suddenly flicked to a possible future. A future without Remy. He was the only one she could ever touch, ever hold and if they were separated, God knows. She would probably die a very lonely and isolated woman. Without realising, she began to cry softly.

Hearing Rogue cry set a terrible ache in Remy's chest. He had never seen her cry before. She had always been so strong, an I've-been-around-the-block-before kind of girl, hardly ever showing any emotion except anger in many occasions. Hearing her cry shocked him, and perhaps scared him. Regardless of how Wolverine's eyes bore into him, he crossed the balcony to her and enclosed his arms around her.

She looked up at him, like a little girl who had lost her way. He cupped her face in his hand and wiped away her tears with his thumb.

"Everything's going t be ok Cherie," he whispered tenderly.

Logan backed away out off the balcony, never taking his eyes off the two lovers stood in a tender embrace. That's love he thought and that's what she wants. Now what should I do?

So theres chapter 2 up! What will Logan do?