A/N: Okay, I want to post chapters quicker, so they may be a tad shorter in length, but I plan on posting more often. So it will pretty much even out. :) As always, I appreciate the reviews and the feedback. Keep em' coming! I'm new at this, and I want to make sure you guys enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoy writing it. With that being said, if you do have something extremely negative and mean to say, please have the courtesy to use your name and message me privately so we can discuss it.

"Why is amsanch saying this?" do you ask? Well let me tell ya!

I thought I would share with you all this pleasant little review I got on chapter 1! The veeeeeeery first chapter. It just had me tickled. The person chose to remain anonymous; otherwise I would get back with them. It went a little something like this…

Guest review: "Keepyourstupid Romy stories to the actual comicverse. These storiesdon't make a god damn lick of sense in the XME universe. Gambit treated Rogue like shit andkidnapped and abused herin this universe. Couldn'teven bring myself to finishthe firstchapter. So out of place in the XME universe."

So I thought I would address this guest reader! Oh, where to begin…

1. In the English language we space our words apart.

2. Apparently, you seem to know everything about the comics. So you are reading the ultimate X-Men apparently, and I have to say, many would have to disagree with you. Since you are the expert, I assume you know that there are numerous story arcs in the X-Men universe. In one Arc, Rogue and Gambit have kids, and then she is murdered. Should we base our stories off of that as well? Seems kind of hard to write a Romy without Rogue. I suggest reading uncanny X-Men (which used to just be titled "X-Men", and is the original).

3. So, you wanted to read a Romy about Gambit treating Rogue like shit? Kinda weird, don't ya think? And while we are on the topic, you say that Gambit treats Rogue like "shit". Leaving Gambit in Antarctica wasn't exactly sweet of Rogue...I'm just saying.

4. You are on a website called fanfictionenough said.

5. My story is categorized under "X-Men evolution" last time I checked. And I clearly stated that it would be my own creation.

6. Finally, that seems pretty disrespectful to ROMY fans. DON'T EVER TEST OR DOUBT MY ROMY KNOWLEDGE!

Whew, okay I'm done. I just needed to vent a little bit. :)

Well enough with the negative! Thanks for sticking with me guys! I heart you all! *Muah*

Chapter 19

Located

He instantly felt his legs give way from underneath him, and it had nothing to do with the fact that he had been comatose for three months.

He fell to his knees, and stared up at the Professor. "No…."

The Professor slowly wheeled over to the fallen man, and placed his hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Remy, we did everything we could to try to find her before…"

Remy quickly moved his shoulder away from the older man's tender touch. He felt full of despair, but couldn't deny the feeling of rage that was beginning to swell within his soul. He spat in the Professor's direction. "Well you didn't try fucking hard enough! You let her die! All of you!"

Wolverine's hairs seemed to bristle like a rabid, wild animal when those words escaped the Cajun's mouth. He rush forward and pinned him against the nearest wall. "You think we just sat around? Is that what you think bub? While you were taking your little nap, we were busting our ASSES trying to find that girl! She was like a daughter to me!"

Gambit looked away from the feral mans stare. He didn't want him to see the tears that were starting to swell within his eyes. A thought abruptly occurred to him.

Suddenly, to the surprise of both of the other men, he straightened up and brushed a stray hair out of his eyes. "It wasn't her. I know it wasn't her."

Logan and the Professor shared a worried glance. The Professor spoke to him gently, as if he was afraid the other man's fragile state had made him lose his mind completely. "Gambit, we all identified the body-"

Remy cut him off before he could finish. "Where is Emma?"

The professor gave him an odd look. "She is in her room, although I don't understand what that has to do with anything."

"She said that Shaw would never harm her. And he has a man with cloning capabilities working for him. He is trying to throw us off the track. How could you guys not even think of that?"

Logan spoke next. "Cajun, it was her. We just have to accept it. She was found a week after her disappearance. That wouldn't be enough time to clone a damn thing!"

Remy shook his head, and on unsteady legs, made his way towards the doors.

The professor looked concerned. "Gambit, you need to rest!"

He ignored the older mans plea. He had a certain blonde telepath to speak with.

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Moments later, he found himself in Emma's room. She sat across from him, her now swollen belly cupped beneath her hands.

"I didn't believe it for a moment either. I know Shaw more than anybody, and I know for a fact he would not kill her. Teach her a lesson; yes, but never kill her. She is too precious to him. It's border line obsessive."

Remy swiftly stood, and began to pace the room. "And you can't think of one place that he would hide her?"

Emma followed his movements with her eyes as he paced back and forth. "I have checked everything out. Nothing has turned up."

He ran his hand through his hair, frustrated that they still had no lead. A doubt began to creep in the back of his mind, making him begin to think that maybe there was the possibility that his love was murdered. He quickly shook the thought out of his head. He wouldn't allow that idea to ever enter his mind ever again. She was alive, and he would find her, no matter what it took.

"So, we still have no starting point…" he was thinking out loud as a plan started to formulate in his head. He quickly came to the conclusion that it would take more than the X-Men to find her.

"I have an idea." He quickly turned to leave the room, not paying too much attention as Emma called out after him. "Where are you going?"

"To make a phone call!"

Emma huffed to herself, and lay back on her bed. She smirked to herself. "It's about time that fool woke up. He is the only way things will get done around here."

She then groaned, because she realized she had to pee, for what seemed like the fiftieth time that day. She tenderly rubbed her stomach, and felt the familiar flutters of her baby moving about within her. "Listen up little girl, you better settle down! It's late, and mommy needs to get some sleep."

She smiled at herself. She never thought in a million years that she would be the motherly type, but she found the idea growing on her as much as her swollen belly.

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He found his cell phone in the pocket of his signature brown duster, which was exactly where he had left it. The article of clothing had seen better days, but he couldn't seem to part ways with it.

He fished the small device out, and wasn't surprised to find that the battery was drained. He dug the charger out of his chest of drawers, and quickly plugged it into the phone. Patience had never been one of his best qualities, so he quickly checked the information he needed while the phone was beginning to charge. He skimmed through the voicemails trying to locate the number that he needed. However, this was easier said than done, since there were quite a few unheard messages. They were mostly from his father and brother checking in on him. They weren't the type to worry, but they must have felt slightly flustered when they couldn't get ahold of him for almost three whole months.

Then he heard the voice of the person he was trying to locate. After the message was left, he quickly pressed the number necessary to obtain the callers phone information. He grabbed a near pen, and jotted down the information as the automated lady repeated the numbers. He then hung up the phone, and proceeded to enter the numbers on the keypad.

He held his breath as the phone rang one time. He knew that the person on the other end wouldn't exactly be happy to hear from him.

After the third ring, a voice finally answered on the other line. "Bonjour?"

He decided to cut right to the chase. "Belle, I need your help."

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She was finding it harder and harder to remain patient in this place. The body she was in was nice, but almost completely useless.

She knew it was only a matter of time before the woman known as "Rogue" let her take control. She knew that Rogue hadn't meant to kill her, but that didn't mean that she wasn't still pissed about it.

Especially now, since the girl had basically given up. So, she saw the opportunity to take control, and so she did. She knew that she would eventually have to give her new vessel up, but not at the moment. They had been in this shit hole a little too long for her liking.

At least those creeps were leaving them alone now. She probably wanted to kill Shaw just as much as the girl did. She would get even with that bastard, or she wasn't Ms. Marvel!

Every time she heard the door click, she would crouch behind the other side, waiting to assassinate whomever stepped out from behind it. Unfortunately, they would just slide the food tray in through the small slot, and be on their merry way.

She was mad at the girl, whose body she was currently residing in. The pathetic thing had almost stopped eating completely. She should have been smarter than that. She would need every ounce of strength for what she had planned. She ate the food off of the tray at a rapid pace. They would definitely need their strength for what she was planning.

She knew that it would only be a matter of time before someone entered the room, and this time they would be ready.

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As he was listening to the ranting of the blonde woman in front of him, he would have to remind himself what he was here for in the first place.

Bella Donna wasn't exactly thrilled at the idea of helping him locate Rogue. For one, she knew that he harbored feelings for her, and two, the last encounter she had with the woman hadn't exactly been pleasant. Plus, she was enraged at the fact that Remy had fooled her into believing that he didn't care for the bitch.

The only thing that had finally convinced her was the amount of money he had offered. Besides, all she had to do was find the where abouts of this man, Sebastian Shaw. She was a people hunter, but this would be the first time she literally didn't "hunt" the person she located.

But one thing was pissing her off. The amount of time he was giving her was almost impossible. She was good, but she didn't know if she was that good.

"And what the hell am I supposed to do? Just pull the information out of my ass?"

Remy was quickly becoming annoyed with his ex-wife's attitude. "Bella, I don't give a fuck how you get the information. Just get it."

She didn't like the tone of his voice. "I don't have to do this, you know."

He raised an eyebrow in her direction. "Then don't. I'll find someone else willing to take my money."

She gritted her teeth. The assassins hadn't exactly been profiting well since their numbers were slowly dwindling down. "Fine. I'll see what I can do. Get back with me in a week."

Remy stood up and made his way towards her door. "I'll be back in two days max."

She huffed at his response. "How the fuck do you expect me to find out anything in two days?"

He smirked in her direction before he closed the door. "You're a smart woman, I'm sure you can figure it out. You seemed to keep track of the woman I had relations with while I was with you. Funny how they stopped calling after a while." And with that, he closed the door behind him.

She had to resist the urge to stomp her foot. Her guild could use the money, but deep inside she felt like she owed him. He was banished because of her family, and she wasn't the type to owe a debt.

She quickly got to business.

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He had visited with his family for the two days, and due to the current situation, the reunion didn't seem to mean that much to him. Yeah, he had missed them, but he couldn't possibly feel joyous at the moment.

He looked at the clock, and decided that he would make his way back over to Bella's house. As he mounted his motorcycle, he felt his phone vibrate within his pocket. He was shocked to see that Bella Donna was calling him first. He put the phone to his ear. "What did you find out?"

"No Hello? You know I could withhold this information. How about I give it to you after we fuck, just like old times?"

The idea of sleeping with her actually made him want to vomit. "Tell me what you found!"

"I'll see you when you get here chèr!" She quickly hung up the phone before he could get another word in.

He raced over to her house, and practically kicked the door in when he entered. He didn't have time for her petty little games.

When he entered, she called to him from the bedroom. He already knew where this was going. As he entered her room, her attempt to seduce him was almost pathetic.

She lay naked on the bed; her blonde locks flowing around her.

Remy had never thought her unattractive; as a matter of fact when it came to her looks he thought quite the opposite. No, what made her ugly was what she was like on the inside. She was selfish and conceded, and loved causing pain onto others.

He looked away from her as he entered. "Put your clothes back on."

She let out a sultry laugh, and raised herself from the bed. She made her way over to him, and pressed her bare chest against his. "Don't act like you don't like what you see chèr. This is just business. I have what you want, and you have what I want. "

"I'm already paying you for your services. "

She tilted her head to the side and pretended to think. "Hmm, well I changed my mind. I want the money, and for tonight, I want you."

He narrowed his eyes in her direction. "You sound like a cheap whore."

At his statement, she narrowed her eyes back at him. "You'll give me what I want, or I wont tell you where your little slut is at!"

He was never the type to put his hands on a woman, but at those words he lost it. He grabbed her throat in her naked form, and pinned her against the nearest wall. "WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?"

She grabbed at his wrist, and to his surprise, she managed to gurgle out a laugh. "Kill me, and you'll never know where your precious Rogue is."

He knew she was right, and he hated her for it. He released his grip, and she inhaled sharply. She quickly regained her composure and strutted back over to him. "This will be enjoyable for the both of us…"

He would do whatever it took to find Rogue, and Shaw for that matter. He definitely would make sure the man suffered. He remained motionless as she began to place a trail of kissed down his chest.

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He soon left the house with the information that he needed. He didn't know how she obtained the information, but he didn't really care at the moment. His main concern was getting back to the mansion as quick as possible. It turned out that while the X-Men didn't seem to have a damn clue about what was going on, the Brotherhood sure as hell did. Turned out they had already found out about the little island of mutants.

Remy didn't exactly agree with Magneto's methods, but it seemed that they both agreed about one thing. Forcing all mutants to take the cure, and wiping out the x-gene was just plain insanity. What was even crazier was the fact that Shaw thought he was going to rule a little kingdom. What he probably didn't know was that Trask planned on destroying the little island, by setting off a series of explosives.

He managed to make his way back in record time, and quickly got everyone up to speed.

During the explanation, the professor remained unusually quiet. Remy's patience was wearing thin. "We need to go there, now!"

"We will leave as soon as possible, but I do not want you to hold false hopes."

He was quickly becoming aggravated. "I would rather hold some type of hope, than none at all."

Warren quickly spoke up before the Professor could reply. "We need to go there to help evacuate the island."

The professor nodded his head in agreement. "Yes. I will contact Magnus."

The others looked at each other, confused. Scott spoke first. "Why would you do that?"

The older man simply replied, "Because, we will need all the help that we can get."

To be continued…

Just so there isn't any confusion, Ms. Marvel's psyche took over :)