RLPOV

Remy was so stunned he couldn't move. Rogue had kissed him. His Rogue, his Anna, his Cher, had kissed him. Then he paused, looked up, and indeed there above Rogue's door hung a Mistletoe. He laughed. Remy had the oddest feeling that this may have been a set up. But he didn't mind one bit. If they were helping Remy get Rogue back, he had no trouble with accepting it. Remy went to bed that night feeling Rogue's soft and warm lips on his own, and wondered if Rogue would even remember the kiss.

RPOV

Rogue woke up with a splitting headache.

"Ugh, wha the hell happened last night?" Rogue said out loud.

"You got wasted." Rogue jumped and looked around the room wildly till her emerald eyes landed on the hazel brown's if one of her best friends.

"Oh. What are ya doin' in her Jaz?"

"Came to get you up for breakfast."

"Fine, let's go." Rogue said as she throw the cover off her, got dressed and walked out of the door with Jaz.

"Please tell meh Ah didn't do nothin' stupid."

"Nah, you weren't too bad." Jaz shrugged. Rogue nodded. The first thing she did before saying hello to any was to getting her favorite cup and getting a cup of coffee. But when she looked in the cabinet, she found out that her cup wasn't there. This was not a good way to start her day. She already knew she'd have to deal with Warren's annoying ass today, and to top off this delightful morning, she has killer headache and wasn't going to have coffee out of her favorite cup?

"When Ah find the person stupid enough, ta-"

"Here yo' go Rogue," Remy said behind her. Rogue tuned and saw that Remy indeed had her favorite cup filled with hot beloved coffee.

"Thanks Swamp Rat," Rogue said giving him a small smile. Remy gave her a smirk in return. Rogue felt a twinge go through her. Ever since he had gotten back, Rogue couldn't deny that she missed Remy badly. But she had let her hurt, pain, anger, and sadness consumer her. But she shook herself mentaly, she had fallen in love with Warren, and married him. He was her husband, not Remy.

But you wish he was.

We can't change the past. No matter how much we want too, Rogue snapped at Ula. She had been bugging Rouge about Remy since he had arrived. She has told Ula time and time again, that she and Remy were over. He left. She moved on. End of story. There was no fairytale ending to this one. And Ula would always reply the same way.

True love knows no time. A true loves heart will always go back to one another. No matter who or what stands in their way.

Yeah well, it ain't happen.

So you wish for us to suffer instead?

"Will you shut up?" Rogue said out loud. Remy looked at her for a moment and the smiled.

"Let Remy guess, Ula?" Rogue nodded.

"Eric's been the same way."

Eric. Ula said. It wasn't hard to hear the longing in her voice.

"Ah can aimagin," Rogue sighed.

"Rogue…" Remy started then stopped.

"Yeah?" Rogue asked when he didn't say anymore for a long while.

"Do yo' remember wha happened last nigh?"

Rogue shook her head.

"The mistletoe?" Rogue frowned at him, and then a picture flashed in her mind. She was so drunk that she was swaying. She rarely go that drunk anymore. But what shocked her was when she kissed Remy, he was so shocked that he didn't dare move, then Rogue pulled back, looked up and there indeed was a damn mistletoe hanging above her door. She wondered for a moment how it got up there in the first place without her noticing, but she didn't want to dwell on that thought at the moment. What she did know was that she had kissed Remy. Her ex-boyfriend. She had cheated. She had cheated on Warren when he vowed to him that she would always be faithful to him.

Do you really think Warren has been faithful to you with all his "late meetings" and "late nights working"? That little voice insider her head sneered at her. She had thought about it more than once. All those late nights Warren would do, sometimes he didn't even come home. The times when she had wanted to be touched and he would tell her that he was too tired or that he needed sleep. Once when Rogue had dared to asking him about taking a vacation he flipped out on her. Saying that he didn't need one, that he worked those late nights so he could give her all the things she had now. But she didn't care about those things; she just wanted her husband back.

And she wasn't going to lie to herself and say that knowing that she had kissed Remy didn't put a fire in her. That fire that she had thought was long gone for that sexy, smoothing talking Cajun that broke her heart so four years ago.

"Rogue-"

"It didn't happen. Ya got that Remy, it didn't happen." Rogue snapped at him. A flash of disappointment and sadness crossed his face. But then like lightening, it was gone.

"Whaever yo' say Rogue," Rogue knew that he was trying for neutral, but she could still here the hurt in his voice.

"Ah'm married Remy. And no matter how much Ah liked tha kiss, Ah'm still married." Rogue said before she could catch herself. Remy looked at her, taken back.

"Rogue-"

"Rogue there you are I've been calling you." Warren said. The two Southerners jumped, noting hearing Warren enter.

"Hey Warren," Rogue said nervously. Wondering just how much Warren had heard.

"So, to make It up to you, I'm taking you out for a night out on the town, New Year's." Warren said as he came and wrapped his arms around Rogue, ignoring Remy the whole time.

Rogue gave him a small smile.

"That's great Sugah, thank ya." Rogue said as she kissed Warren on the cheek.

"Good." Warren said as he began to kiss a trail below her hear down her neck. Rogue squirmed in discomfort and tried to move away from Warren but his arms locked around her waist. All the while, Remy had stared at them. And Rogue stared back.

"Warren, stop. Remy's right in front of us." Rogue protested.

"So? You didn't have a problem with being cruel before. So why now?" Exactly. Why now? Why did she care if Remy saw them like this?

You know why, Ula said.

And Rogue did. Deny it all she wanted. She still loved Remy and seeing that hurt look in his eyes, pained her dreadfully. Rogue didn't answer right away, but when Warren stared to stroke Rogue's sides, she phased out of his grip.

"Ah said stop." Warren turned to her pissed.

"Why? We haven't had sex in months-"

"And whose fault is that? Ya the one whose always workin' late! Ya come home, eat, take a shower, and then go straight ta sleep. If we ain't havin' sex, it sure as Hell ain't meh fault!" Rogue snarled at him.

Rogue could see over Warren's shoulder that Remy was trying his best not to laugh at them.

"Hold on! Hold on! Did I just hear someone say that they haven't had sex, in MONTHS? Baby do you think we'd survive that kind of torture?" Jaz said as she watched the scene unfold before her.

"No baby, I don't think we could." Jack said as he wrapped his arms around Jaz's waist and pulled her closer.

"Stay out of this! This isn't any of your business." Warren said turning on them.

"Homme, you made it everyone's business when you say it out loud in front of us." Remy said.

"Shut the hell up, you filthy Swamp Trash!" Warren snarled at Remy. Remy didn't say anything, but raised an eyebrow at him.

"Warren leave him out of this! This was between you and meh. Ya were the one who said it in front of everybody." Rogue snapped at him. She did not want Warren to start fighting with everyone in the room. So she dragged his focus back to her.

"Since when do you defend him?" Warren said as he turned back to Rogue and got a little too close to her face. Rogue didn't say anything, but placed a hand on Warren shoulder and puffed them out of the room.