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Chapter 3 – The Pondering

Logan sat on the edge of his bed, pondering. He didn't know what to do, and for once his animal instincts weren't helping him. The guy was an Acolyte for crying out load, he shouldn't be even daring to come on to these grounds. But then again, Rogue could touch him and she was happy. Wolverine hardly ever saw Rogue happy.

The raging animal inside him fought to force the damned Cajun out of the institute. But the man in him held it back, with all the strength he could muster. This was Rogues flight for happiness, for freedom. He thought back to when they were on the balcony, to when Rogue began to cry. Hell, Gambit actually looked shocked – Rogue had obviously not really shown him her sensitive side. But then when he walked across the balcony, when he pulled her into his arms, when he wiped her tears. Any lesser man would have run like a coward. The Cajun was more of a gentleman than Logan had ever given him credit for.

Damn, flipping training. Oh well, it would have only been with Rogue. Everyone else had gone out shopping or whatever. Rogue wasn't a going out girl.

A car came down the street and entered the front gate. Logan jumped up and ran to the window, just as Hank and the Professor got out of the car. He froze. He had to get the Cajun out.

As he ran the first floor corridor, he wondered why the hell he was helping him. The answer swam through his mind like a swan. Rogue. He couldn't let her down.

He burst through Rogues door, as he had done about an hour ago. Gambit sat on a chair in the corner, shuffling a pack of cards. He stopped when Wolverine came in and looked at him, expectant but slightly scared at the same time.

"Quick, the professor's home. You better beat it," Logan said.

Rogue walked out of the bathroom as Gambit was walking to the balcony. She hugged and kissed him, and Logan heard the Cajun whisper "see you soon," in her ear. In one small vault, he was out of sight and Rogue turned to Logan.

"So, ya gonna tell?"

She looked worried.

"Look kid, I'm not your father, I'm your friend. And you'll tell people when you're good and ready,"

Rogue's face lit up and she ran towards him, leaping into his arms and hugging him tight. As he held her, it dawned on him. Whoa, the Cajun can touch her. He chuckled at his slow thinking. Man, he thought, I'm not even thinking straight.

(At the Acolyte base)

"I swear, man, you're not doing it right," said John.

"You do it then," retorted Poitr.

"You know I can't cook worth a damn"

"Well stop complaining then!"

"Come on, give me a break, I'm starving! Where the hell is Gambit? He always cooks breakfast because you and I can't do it!"

"Moan again and I'll start singing the Russian National anthem," Poitr threatened.

"Alright mate," said Pyro, looking scared, "Let's not get too hasty,"

The door opened and Gambit walked in.

"Honey, I'm home!" he called and John suddenly rushed into him.

"Thank goodness you're here! My stomach and I have missed you very much. Now hurry up and fry me a flipping egg! Poitr has already ruined two."

Laughing, Gambit turned towards the kitchen. Poitr looked round as he walked him and smiled warmly. Remy looked at the frying pan, picked it up, and turned it over, expecting a burned egg to fall into the bin. When this didn't happen, he turned it back over. The egg was stuck to the pan, burnt and sticky.

"Well at least you had a try," he said grinning.

Poitr collapsed in a chair.

"Anyway, burnt eggs aside, how was your night?" asked Poitr, smiling knowingly

"Great thanks," Remy smirked back.

"Whatever, get on with my egg!" John was hysterical.

Gambit slid the plate over to John and he shoved the egg down his throat.

"wiiwasyooooutedallnoight" said John with his mouth full.

"Come again, mon ami"

John finished his mouthful.

"I said, why were you out all night. You're usually back by about 3am"

"I fell asleep," Remy confessed.

"And why weren't you back at like 8 this morning? Why did it have to be 10?"

"It's complicated"

"Go on" encouraged Poitr

"Well, Wolverine kind of caught us,"

"What? Doing it?"

"Non, non, non," Remy shook his head, "Just as I was leaving,"

"Ouch! What did he do to you, mate?"

"Nothing, he helped me. I think its because, you know, Rogue started crying n all"

"What? Rogue started crying?"

Remy threw his hands in the air, growling.

"You, shut up. Just shut up. You're banned from talking!"

Pyro looked confused.

"So, Explain it all again, I don't get it,"

Remy put his head in his hands. This was going to be a long day.

Authors Notes

Yes, I know I took the "father, friend" quote from x3 but its such an ace quote and it fitted in really well.

Introduction of John and Poitr

Theres chapter 3, hope you liked it.