Clearly written was: I'm sorry.

"Oh my God." They all looked at Rogue, who was frozen in her seat and dead in her heart.

------Reasons---------

"Oh come on, G-man. You know in a couple of weeks she's gonna expect a wedding ring." Said Bobby as he nudged Gambit's arm. Rumors had been going around that Rogue was now able to control her powers, now the guys were ready with their jokes.

"And you can't steal it either; you know she would want to see the receipt." Warren added.

Scott couldn't hold back his laughter. He put his arm around the red eyed Cajun and mockingly said "Now Gambit, I think it's time we had the talk before you make any plans on marrying our Rogue."

Gambit had had enough; he shoved Scott far away from him, "Piss off!" he yelled over his shoulders as he walked away. The three guys all turned to each other, each wearing a look of confusion.

"Dude, what's his problem? We were only joking." Bobby shrugged.

"Hey Gambit, wait up." Scott ran up catch up with him.

"What?"

"We were only joking, man."

"Well it's not funny."

Scott could sense something was up, everyone knew that Gambit and Rogue were the near close to perfect couple. If the rumors were true about Rogue, then Gambit would be the first one to be excited.

"Seriously man, what's up?" he watched as Gambit let out a huge sigh and ran his hands over his face.

"She's hordin' in on me." He talked into his hands.

"What?"
"Rogue! She's takin' over my room, mon vie!"

This was the problem? "Gambit, are you getting cold feet about Rogue getting control over her powers?"

"Non, it's more den dat!" Scott waited for him to continue.

"All my life dere has always been someone t'take control of me. First mon pere. Den de guild, den Belle, Magneto, n' now Rogue!"

"Rogue hasn't been controlling you."

"She made me quit smokin-."

"Is that why you're so agitated?" Scott asked, Remy only nodded solemnly as he slinked down to take a seat on the floor. "Look man, she's only trying to help you. She loves you, though I don't know why, since you're complaining."

"I don't doubt dat she loves moi, j'st… I don't know." He mumbled.

"Well you better figure out what's up, before it's too late."

Later that evening the rumors came true as Rogue stood up before the dinner table and broke her news about her control. As the table broke into applauses and smiles, Remy felt a slight tap on his shoulders. He turned to see Ray and Alex smirking,

"Que?" he didn't like the looks on their faces.

"Bet you're happy, you finally get to tap that." Ray said in a teasing voice as he cocked his head at Rogue

"It's not like dat."
"Oh sure, Rogue only gained control over her powers because she wanted to wear tank tops. Get real man, you know she's always going on about having a family." Ray told him seriously.

"Rogue's not t'inkin' about dat kinda stuff."

"Sure, and Kitty hates the color pink." Alex joked.

Remy could feel the sweat beading down his forehead, she was thinking about having a family already? Dieu.

He looked up to see Rogue smiling at him, with all the thoughts going around his head he didn't feel like smiling back.

Later that night Remy convinced himself that Rogue controlling her powers was a good thing, he had always wanted that for her. She deserved it, the question was though: did she deserve him?

He felt someone crawl into his bed and kiss him; he opened his eyes to see Rogue's lust filled green ones. He could taste the mint and strawberries in her mouth as he deepened the kiss.

He deserved her.

"Thought we could celebrate on our own." She smiled at him.

"Wouldn't have it any other way mon amour." He told her, he began to kiss the bass of her neck. His voice felt hollow, and not his own.

He deserved her.

"I love yah, yah know that right?" she found his hands, and linked them with hers.

He tried to say it, for all the life in him; he tried to say it back.

"Oui, Je sais. Je vous aime aussi." he answered her after a few seconds, it was a lie. He slipped his hands out from hers, the guilt pressing hard on his heart.

He deserved her.

Remy knew that he hesitated to answer her. He could see the worry in her eyes, as her lips turned into a frown.

"Remy?" He kissed her; he didn't want her to know that…

She didn't deserve him.

-----One month later----------

Gambit got up, the sunlight streaming from the open curtains was stinging his eyes. He got out from the bed carefully so as not to wake up his Rogue who slept over. Again.

As he went up to the mirror to grab his comb, he noticed that Rogue's brush was next to his. Along with her make up and other hair and skin care products.

'Fille been movin a lot of her stuff here.' He thought as he pulled out a t-shirt from his drawers. Gambit was surprised when he saw that he pulled out one of Rogue's shirt from his drawer.

'She's hording in.' He looked around the room, day by day he had been noticing that more of Rogue's stuff had been added into his room. Scratch that, by this rate it would become their room.

Sweat started beading again; he loved her, but not enough for her to take over his life. He felt like he was watching a movie, an out of body experience. Gambit saw himself picking up his deck of cards and bo-staff (the only thing he really needed) and slide them into his pockets of his trench coat. He hastily wrote something down on a piece of scratch paper and grabbed his keys.

Gambit thought about turning back, but it was too late. The damage was done.

Gambit had gone against cops, assassins, sentinels, the x-men, and Apocalypse, and never got scared, but some how he became scared of something as simple as being in love.

He could have almost laughed at himself, if he didn't feel so lousy.

----------Two weeks later---------

Laura watched as Rogue came through the mansions door, dressed head to toe in black. She had lost control of her powers, and was back to wearing long shirts, long pants and gloves.

"Hey Rogue, do you want something to eat?" She asked, but Rogue shook her head 'no'. She hadn't eaten anything for the past two weeks, nor did she speak to anyone about what had happened. Instead she decided to lock herself in her room, only coming out when needed.

"Okay. Do you want me to get you something?" It was like talking to a two year old. Rogue again shook her head, and ran upstairs.

"How's she doing?" Betsy asked her as she walked into the kitchen, "Same as last time."

Betsy, Kurt, and Sam were sat around the kitchen table; all three were worried about their friend. She didn't deserve getting hurt.

"If I ever see Gambit, I am going to-" Betsy cut Kurt off, "We would all kill him, luv. I really thought he loved her."

"Guess we were wrong."

All the adults in the mansion were trying to contact the Cajun, but it proved to be useless. Gambit was keen on not being found, he hadn't even been used his powers.

"Yah think he reallah loved her?" Sam asked with disgust, the only respond was Kurt cursing under his breath.

The four sat quietly for a few minutes, that is until Laura began sniffing the air.

"X, what's up?" Sam watched as Laura's eyes widened in fear.

"I smell blood."

"What? Where?"

Laura sniffed again "From Rogue's room."

Kurt didn't waist one second bamfing to his older sister's room, while the others ran upstairs to see what was wrong.

Betsy was the first to step foot, "Oh God!"

There sprawled on the floor was Rogue, blood was spilling from her cut wrist and was being soaked all over into the carpet. Kurt carefully pulled Rogue by her covered shoulders, so that her head could rest on his lap. He gently shook her. "Rogue, Rogue. Answer us!"

"Ah don't think she's alive." Sam quickly kneeled next to her. Clutched in her gloved hand was Gambit's pocket knife, he pried it out of her grasp. He peeled off her gloves and put them on. He tested her pulse, there was none.

Sam screamed for help through the hallways.

"Laura, make her absorb your healing power." Ordered Betsy.

"But she's-"

"DO IT!"

X grabbed onto Rogue's hand, it was smooth, but cool. She prayed to what all powerful being up there that this would work.

Betsy, Sam, and Kurt were all holding in their breath.

"Nothing. She's gone."

Kurt eyes began to sting him; he couldn't stop the tears as they flowed for his fallen sister. Sam put his head in his hands, repeating "no" over and over again. His best friend was gone

'This can't be happening' Betsy thought, she grabbed onto Rogue's other hand.

"She's gone," Laura choked out. She put Rogue's hand on her cheek "She's gone."

"What are we gonna do?" Sam cried out, he couldn't take his eyes of the bloody scene.

"I-I don't know" Betsy sniffed, she looked over to Laura who had now stopped moving. "Laura, Laura what's wrong?"

But she wouldn't respond, she was shaking. The three watched in horror as Laura "healed" wounds began to open up, before her eyes rolled back.

"Laura!" the three yelled in anguish, they didn't want to see another friend get hurt. "She's awake…" X mumbled as she felt her body try to fix the damage. Sam again tested Rogue's pulse, and sighed "It's there, it's weak but it's there."

Kurt was once again kneeled next to his sister, smoothing her hair over and silently praying thanks God.

Betsy felt something soak into her pants; at first she thought it was blood. But when she stood up she discovered what ever it was it was coming from Rogue's bathroom.

"What on earth?" She opened the door; a pool of water came flowing out. She stepped into the flooded bathroom, and quickly found the source of the flood. Rogue had left the faucet running, she turned it off. Betsy was about to walk out when she saw a box floating on the water.

"Hey Rogue? Can you hear me sis?" Kurt gently asked as he wiped away tears. "Yah made us worrah about yah, gal." Sam chided gently as he squeezed her hand.

"Guys!" The urgent sound in Betsy's voice made them look up. In her hand was a stick, a pregnancy test. Betsy could see the confusion in their faces.

"It's positive." Betsy said in shock, her violet eyes wide in worry.

Rogue finally opened her teary green eyes, and looked up to see Betsy holding the pregnancy test up. She felt weak, tired, and angry. Rogue could feel four pairs of eyes looking at her.

"Ah don't wanna live anahmore" she mumbled.

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No Belle, no Julian, but some New Orleans (well, he is from there.).

One website says that the new x-men cartoon will be shown on cartoon network (likely) and another one said BBC (really???). Vie means life.

Sneak peek into Crossover ch8:

"Not dis time Stormy. Gambit wants dat girl out of here."

"She is a child – "

"She's a danger, y'heard what Angel and Iceman said. She just about killed Wolverine."

He leaned down so that they were now face to face "Dat what y'really want Stormy? T'put y'friends in danger?" He looked straight into her eyes. Storm looked away before almost succumbing to his charms.

"You also heard Angel and Iceman say that it was Wolverine that started it."