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AN: I'm going for a Tarintino-esque thing here which means, of course, that the time frame is all jumbled up so if your getting confused let me know and I'll fill you in. A pattern should emerge eventually. Thanks for the Reviews!

She couldn't remember the last time she went on holiday.

Actually, that was a lie, she could remember. It was never.

She had never been abroad without having to worry about a Target, or on some occasions, Targets. This was truly the first time she could just sit back and relax and enjoy the time given to her.

Granted, her holiday partner was out on business at the moment, but he would be back soon enough. And when he was back…

Rogue smiled to herself as she lay back on the sun lounger and contemplated the possibilities of his return.

It had all happened so fast.

And now here she was in Italy, lounging around a villa in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by a beautiful landscape waiting for an equally handsome man to come home and for once in her life, she didn't have to kill anyone. He had asked for her company, not because they were doing a job together, or training, or improving her power, but because he wanted her there.

The sun was becoming more intense. She pulled herself off of the lounger and padded towards the pool. The water was cool and refreshing and soon enough she was swimming up and down, not because she was trying to build stamina, but because it was fun.

She tried to remember when she next bumped into him after that first night. It was in a café in New York. She didn't recognise him immediately, in fact, it was him that sat down at her table. She was about to complain when he lowered his sun glasses and she gazed into those familiar eyes.

"Bonjour chere. What's a river rat like yo' doin all de way up here?"

"Ah could ask ya the same question Swamp Rat."

"Business."

"Ya mean stealin'"

"De pay is good, et tu?"

"Business."

"Well, maybe once we done all our business, we could go for dinner."

She knew that she shouldn't have. And all the reasons why had raced into her head.

Eric wouldn't like it.

Maybe Eric was setting her up to test her loyalty.

Maybe this guy was trying to get information out of her.

Maybe he was just trying to steal from her.

Maybe he wasn't a thief at all and was another assassin that was going to kill her.

But then, another thought came into her mind.

Or Maybe he is the most handsome man that she had ever met, who seemed genuinely interested in her, who knew what she was and didn't seem to care, who she was pretty sure set up this whole meeting so he could ask her out to dinner and then a few years down the line ask her to marry him and have lots of children.

"Ah suppose, its not lahke ah have anything better ta do."

After that dinner, after he had walked her home, after he had convinced her to let him walk her to her real home, after he had kissed her goodnight and after she had let him spend the night, she knew that this was for real. For one thing, it was the night she found out that her Powers didn't control her life. It was the night she found out that Erik had been lying to her all these years.

At first she thought it was going to be difficult to keep this from Erik, but it was surprisingly easy. He never expected her to betray him, he saw her as blindly loyal. More fool him, she was called Rogue for a reason. So when she said she was going to take out a Target, he believed her and never once suspected that she was actually meeting up with a man that even she knew barely nothing about.

When he asked her to go on holiday with him, she knew it was going to get a lot more difficult. Erik was going to suspect something. But he had begged her and begged her, until finally she had relented and went to Erik.

"You want what?"

"A holiday, please."

"Why?"

"Ah just need ta get away fer a bit. Please Erik, ah mean, it's not lahke I've taken hundreds of holidays before."

"Well, where are you planning on going?"

"Is that a yes?"

"Who are you going with?"

"That's a yes, rahght?"

"Oh for goodness sake yes, alright, yes you can have a holiday."

"Thank ya."

"But when you get back you're going to be working non stop, do you understand?"

"Yes sir. Thank ya. Ah'll jus go pack-"

"Wait there, aren't you forgetting something?"

"oh. Yes. Sorry."

Rogue shivered, the water suddenly becoming too cold as that memory crept up on her. She never told Remy everything about her relationship with Erik. He knew he was her boss. That was it. She never told him about the other services that he asked her to perform. Services. That was all she could think of them as now. Now she knew that it wasn't love. It was never love. She knew what love was now.

"Only yo' could be shiverin' in dis weather."

She looked up and saw him walking towards the pool.

"Ah wasn't shiverin' cause it was cold, ah was shiverin' cause ah looked up an saw yer face." she retorted back with a playful smile.

"Oh yo' wound me chere." he said over dramatically as he faked being shot in the heart.

She wished he would take his sun glasses off.

"How did business go?"

"Easy. I don' know why a bother sometimes. Dey wouldn't even have noticed if I jus walked in and took it right in front of dem. Who knows, maybe I'm jus dat good."

"Maybe yer jus that cocky." she said splashing him with water.

"Hey watch it, dis be ma best shirt."

"Oh really.

"Oui, and dese jeans are brand new."

"uh huh. Could ya pass me that towel."

He held out the towel for her and as soon as she had taken hold of it she pulled hard pulling him into the water.

"Oh yo' are so dead" he said on emerging from the water, but she didn't hear him being too busy laughing.

And so didn't notice when he dived under and pulled her under the water. There was a brief moment when there was complete silence. She opened her eyes. The water made everything blurry but she could just make out the shape of Remy swimming towards her and suddenly his lips were on hers and his arms where around her bringing her out of the water.

"Ya know, yer meant ta do mouth ta mouth out of the water" she said smiling, happy that his sunglasses had fell off in the water and she could now see his red and black eyes.

"Oh yo' mean like dis." he said and he leaned in to kiss her again.

It felt like they stayed like that ages but she had to pull away from her. Something was nagging at her and she had to let it out now.

"Remy?" she started.

"Yes chere." he said, she could tell he was itching to lean back in a kiss her.

"That day ya met me in the café, did, did ya…did ya know ah was gonna be there?"

He pulled away from her.

"I did."

"Ya, ya knew?"

"Yes."

All those worries came racing back to her. He knew she was going to be there. She's been set up.

"Who sent ya?"

"What?"

"Who sent ya ta, ta meet me, ah mean what happened. After we met that night did ya go ta someone, tell them ya met an assassin and that ya were sure ya could get information on her and so you've set up this elaborate scheme ta jus-"

He kissed her.

She pulled away and slapped him.

"Ah'll drain it from ya if ah have ta"

He was smiling.

"Ok chere. Yo' wana know what happened, I tell yo'. After I met yo' at Worthington's, well, I jus couldn't get yo' outta ma mind. I had t'know more bout yo'. I had t'see yo' again. So, I pulled all ma resources and I found out dat every morning', like clockwork yo' go t'dat little café and have a coffee. An yo' know de rest from dere."

"So, so yer not working' fer someone." she said, feeling slightly stupid now.

"Non. Only myself."

"An, and yer not looking' fer information?"

"Non."

"oh."

She looked up at him and was happy to see that he was smiling at her.

"So," She started, "How exactly did ya find out that ah go ta that little café?"

"Well dere aint dat many Assassins with two white streaks in dere hair." he said running a hand through one of the, "Plus, I have a friend in the Assassination business."

She grabbed his hand.

"A friend?"

"Uh huh.

"Male?"

"Female."

"Female. A female friend."

"Well..."

"What?"

"She was a bit more dan a friend."

"What?!"

"I mean, not at de time, I mean it was ages ago, we were both really young an it was stupid, an-."

"So she's an Ex-girlfriend then."

"More like an Ex-wife."

"An ex-WIFE?!"

"Yeah, but like I said it was a long time ago an-"

"What's her name?"

"Bella."

"Full name? And her Zip code."

"Yer not gonna kill her. Although dat is a fight I would like t'see."

She lunged at him ducking him under the water.

They continued like this for a while until eventually they were kissing again.

"Yer shiverin again. Come on, lets get out of here and I'll make yo' somet'in t'eat."

"Why don ya ever let meh cook?" she asked as he put his arm around her making her feel warmer.

"Dat question so silly it don deserve an answer."

Remy always cooked, mainly because Rogue's culinary skills left a lot to be desired, but also because he enjoyed cooking, and he especially enjoyed cooking for Rogue.

She looked up from the meal to find that he had been watching her.

"What?"

"Not'in."

"Its good." she said motioning to the meal with her fork, "Ah mean, it's got far too much spice in it-"

"Yo' can never have too much spice chere."

They continued eating in silence until again she noticed that he was watching her.

"Ok what is it, yer jus getting' annoying now."

He took her hand and looked into her eyes.

"Run away wit me."

"What?!"

"Run away wit me. Lets jus leave."

"What d'ya mean?"

"I mean, I'm givin' up stealin'. An I'm jus gonna run away an start a new life. An, an I want yo' T'come wit me Rogue."

"I, I can't-"

"Hear me out please. I cant stand it when yo' not wit me. An every time we're apart and yer goin' out on business I worry, cause what if dis time yo' don come back. An, an it aint jus when yer out on business, its when yer wit dat man, yer boss. I know yo' not telling' me every'in bout him, but jus from de little t'ings yo say, and de way yo' look when yo' talk bout him, I know, he's not good for yo'. An I worry bout yo'."

"Remy-"

"I love you!!"

"Wh-what?"

"I love you! Rogue, don yo' see what I'm trying t'ask yo'? Marry me! Run away and Marry me!"

There was only one answer.

"yes."