Disclaimer: same as the first two.

Chapter Three

She'd done it! She'd actually finished a mission without getting hurt! And, she impressed the X Men, something she thought was more awesome than having caught an international espionage agent trying to destroy the White House.

Then there was Gambit. She couldn't stop thinking about him, and it was driving her crazy! Everything about him made her want to get to know him more than she "wanted" to.

With a yawn she headed to her room to relax, but that was soon put on hold. As soon as she walked through the door she saw a little box with a note, from…. You guessed it, Gambit. Rolling her eyes she opened the small container, and found a beautiful locket with her name engraved in the front.

"Damn it, Remy! Why do you have to pursue this? I said I don't want to be anything more than friends! Still…it is sweet. Ugh! Why do I constantly think about him? I don't even like him like that! But…he is cute, and quite the badass. ARGH!! STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM LIKE THAT!!" Artemys thought in aggravation.

With a sigh of exasperation, she collapsed onto her bed, and began to sleep….Kind of. She had a dream….

Dream

She was sitting in her window looking out at the many trees that surround the building, and was thinking about him. She couldn't stop. She longed for him, but was too afraid to say anything.

Suddenly, he came into her room, and pulled her into his strong arms. She could feel herself blushing, his face only three centimeters from hers. Slowly, he drew her into a deep, passionate kiss, his hands wandering along her slender curves.

He carefully undressed her, and smiled as she did the same to him. He lifted her up, still kissing her, and laid her on her bed, positioning himself over her. His eyes gazed deeply into hers as his kisses became deeper, and as his body began to press against hers….

She woke up sweating, panting, and trembling from shock. It wasn't possible! How could she have dreams like that?! Her eyes were attracted to the door, where Remy stood, a look of concern in he red eyes.

"Nightmare?"

"Um…yeah. I'm fine, Remy. You can go." Jen said nervously.

"You sound nervous…. Did you have a premonition?" Remy asked.

"No…. It was just a dream." Jen said, blushing.

"If that was a premonition, I'll kill myself!" Jen thought.

"If you insist, but you were moaning and groaning pretty loudly…I even think I heard my name somewhere in there." Remy smirked.

"NO! Remy, it wasn't anything more than a nightmare."

"Musta been one helluva nightmare, then. Cause I think you enjoyed it." Remy chuckled.

"Knock it off!"

"Or what? You'll blow me up?" Remy smirked.

"You pervert!"

Remy left before Jen could hurt him, but the next time they had Self Defense, she'd beat the living shit out of him. And she would make sure his two best friends would get crushed in the process. She didn't like him that way, she thought.

Remy laughed, it was easy to see she liked him, but she didn't want to admit it. So, naturally, he was determined to get her to say it…. If only to pull her out of her emotional shell.

Later that particular day, Jen walked down to dinner, but stopped when she saw Remy. She couldn't face him, not after her dream. She'd crack under the pressure.

"Wait?! Me? Afraid of…approaching…Remy…Damn. Back to the bedroom before he…too late." Jen thought as Remy walked over.

"C'mon, I saved you a seat." Remy said, smiling.

"Damn him! Why can't he leave me alone? I'm not that attractive…. Ah, who am I kidding? I'm drop dead gorgeous…. I blame you, mother." Jen thought.

"What's for dinner?" Jen asked, quietly.

"Meatloaf a la Ororo. Don't eat it, or you'll be vomiting for weeks." Remy said.

"Oh."

"Still thinking about that dream?" Remy smirked.

"No!"

"Damn, damn, damn HIM!? How does he know this shit? Is it that obvious? Shit." Jen thought.

"Well, I think you are. Why won't you tell me what it was about?" Remy asked.

"Because it's none of your damn business.

"Come on. Why do you stay so secretive? I thought we were friends." Remy said.

"We are, but there are some things that you have no business knowing. So drop it. What class do we have first tomorrow?" Jen asked.

"Defense…with Logan. We'll be working on our hand to hand combat."

"Really? Oh, goody." Jen smirked evilly.

"You're going to hurt me tomorrow aren't you?"

"Oh, most definitely, and your two best friends are going to be turned into paste!" Jen snapped.

"There's that spunk that I like. Wanna go to the movies?"

"No…. Please stop asking me out, and take the locket back." Jen said.

"No…I bought that locket for you as a gift. That's what friends do, on occasion. Keep it." he walked away.

"He seems so sad…. Why do I care? Because he's my friend…and…ARGH! Why does this have to happen to me? He doesn't even know me that well. I think it's time to use my telepathy." Jen thought.

"Why is she so afraid of dating? I know I don't know her well…but that's the point of dating. To get to know somebody you really enjoy being around…. It's pointless. She obviously doesn't want to, and I won't force her….I couldn't." Remy thought.

"Don't cry, Jen…. You'll only look like a fool, and don't run after him. Why shouldn't I? This obviously means a lot to him…. Who knows? He may even be the one. No…That's impossible. Still, I should give him a chance. Damn it!?" Jen thought.

"Remy! Is that offer still open?" Jen asked softly.

"Huh? Oh, the movies…. Yeah, you want to go?"

"Sure…. What movie is it?" Jen asked.

"Do you like scifi?"

"Yeah, I love science fiction!" Jen said.

"Then we'll go see Star Wars Revenge of the Sith."

"Cool…. Do you like scifi?" Jen asked.

"Depends on the movie, we'll go at eight, tonight."

"That would be…now." Jen said.

"Then let's go."

Jen followed Remy to the garage, and got on the back of his motorcycle, her arms curving around his waist. She blushed as she felt his hard abs against her arms, and as she laid her cheek on his back. Maybe it was a premonition, or not.