Remy found the place that Jaz had lead him too. He stood back, blending in with the trees and the darkness, and let the rain pour down on him. He couldn't take his eyes off her. There she sat, the woman that still meant the world to him, on her knees in front of an angle child tombstone. The small child had its hands reaching for her, its little wings pulled back, facing down at her. But she didn't look up at it, instead she let the rain pound into her back, clutching the grass and dirt, shaking hard. He couldn't hear her through the thunder and rain, but he knew she was crying, weeping in front of the grave. Slowly, almost painfully he began to walk toward her, into the clearing, and to the grave. He stopped just mere inches from her. A flash of lightning struck the sky, quickly followed by a roar of thunder that shook the sky. Remy had felt like he had been stab by Logan's deadly metal claws and that they had ripped out his heart. There, below the angel and in front of Anna, were the words:

ACE LOGAN REMY LABUEA

A CHILD OF A LOVING MOTHER WHO WILL BE MISSED TILL THE END OF TIME

Remy couldn't move. Couldn't speak. He felt so numb, so hallow. But Rouge said the words; that Remy couldn't begin to form in his mind or mouth.

"He's yars." Rogue said quietly. "He lived 6 hours, 24 minutes, and 8 seconds. Then he died in meh arms. He… he had ya eyes. Meh poor baby, meh poor, poor baby is dead" Rogue stated to stand, and when she faced him, her face was blank and expressionless. But her words weren't. Each word she spoke felt like she was stabbing him in the chest, deep and slowly.

"And his dead because of YA!" Rogue screamed as lightening flashed the sky. Then she moved just as fast, striking him in the jaw, throwing him back into the trees.

"Meh son, meh baby boy, is dead and it's all ya fault! Ya weren't there! Ya let him die! YA BASTARD!" Rouge said as she rushed him, kicking, punching, using her powers to shoot lightening at him, stab him; at this rate, if he had been mortal he'd be dead. But he wasn't. And Remy wished he was. He wasn't fighting her back. He wasn't even trying to block the deadly blows she landed right after another. Her assassin training coming out in full force now; he felt every blow, ever strike, every cut, and he welcomed it.

He wanted her to kill him. Because he realized what a bastard he truly was now. He had left her, cruel as it was, with the thought that she'll be fine. That she'd take him back, a dreamer's dream. But what he didn't know was that he had left her pregnant. Had he known, had he at least fucking talk to her before he had just suddenly left the way he had, he would have known that she was carrying his unborn child. But he didn't. And she had every right to blame him for the loss of their son. The son that he never got to see, the son that he never got to hold, or kiss, the son who had his eyes, and probably his mother's beautiful hair, and it was all his fault. No wonder Rogue's father hates him. He put her through so much pain when he had left, then he had the balls to show back up when she was finally happy again. So yes, if the only way to make of for his sins was to die by her hand, then he would welcome it.

"FIGHT BACK!" Rogue screamed at him. She had slowed her attacks, wasn't hitting as hard as she was in the beginning. Her face was stained with tears.

"No," Was all Remy said as she kept hitting him, until she just stopped completely. He looked up at her, bleeding and battered from her assaults. He didn't say a word. Not one. Rogue stood there looking at him, tears running down her face, and she let out a earth shattering scream, that she screamed into the heaven's. Then as if in slow motion, she fell to her knees and pounding her fist into dirt over and over again. Remy watched, still not saying word, but moved closer to her till her hands had finally pulverizing the mud and grass beneath her, and he hugged her.

He held her tight to his chest, even when she struggled for him to let her go, he held her tighter. Refusing to let her go, but after a while, she stopped and just clung to Remy's shirt and shivered in his arms. They didn't say a word as they both cried, letting the pouring rain fall on them. After a long while Remy said,

"I didn' know chere! I swear ta yo' I didn' know," Rogue stiffened in his arms, the muffled something in his shirt. Remy pulled back from her.

"What?"

"Ah know ya didn't. Ah tried ta find ya, but no one knew where ya were… Ah even when ta New Orleans lookin' for ya, even ya family didn't know where ya had run off ta," Now it was Remy's turn to stiffen. Did they know? Did they know that Rogue was pregnant with his child?

"Only ya daddy and Tante Mattie. Oh and tell Mercy Ah'm sorry for tryin' ta kill her." Remy pulled away from her.

"Yo tried to kill Mercy? Why?"

"Ah thought she was lyin' when she said that she didn' know where so we fought." Rogue looked up at the sky, instead of thunder clouds, she saw bright stars shining above her.

"It stopped rainin'," But Remy wasn't that easily swayed.

"Please tell Moi, yo didn' go to Bella…" Rouge only looked at him.

Remy sighed. "Did yo leave her breathin'?"

Rogue shrugged and said, "Last time Ah checked, yeah." Remy sighed again and stood up, offering Rogue a hand up. She hesitated before taking the hand.

"Come on, before we get sick."

Rogue laughed at him.

"Remy, we can't get sick, we can't get old until a certain point, and we can't-"Rogue stopped. He looked down at her, but she wasn't looking at him. Instead she was looking at Ace's gave.

"Rogue-" Remy started but she cut him off sharply.

"Let's get inside." As she pulled her hand out of his and began to walk back to the mansion. Remy quickly caught up with her and walked side by side with her. Her family, Warren, and their friends were all standing in the foryor when they walked through the mansion doors. Warren ran up to hug Rogue but she quickly side stepped him. Warren looked at her in confusion, and he wasn't the only one, in fact the whole room looked at her with the same expression.

"Ah need ta go an get out of this clothes," Was all Rogue said as she puffed to her room. They all turned to Remy, who merely looked back.

"She fuck you up?" Cam asked, looking Remy straight in the eye.

"She kept tryin' to kill moi." Cam nodded.

"Good. Did you try and defend yourself?" Remy shook his head.

"Non," Cam nodded again.

"Good." Then after a moment of awkward silence, Remy went up to his room to change out of the wet rages he now called clothes.

I AM SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SOONER, I HOPE YA'LL CAN FORGIVE ME! AND KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPEND TO THE BABY SAIYA-JIN QUEEN AND THANK YOU RATS XP FOR REVIEWING ON EVERY CHAPTER! YOUR THE BEST!