A/N: Sorry, sorry, sorry. I know it's been awhile but last year was busy, I just started my first year of my fashion diploma and didn't get a chance to write. I hope this helps ease the pain though with its sweet moment and i will update soon. If updates are slow though its cos i'm working for my diploma but i will try and keep update as much as i can, and reviews will diffinately make me try harder thou. Also thanks to all my reviews for your lovely reviews and patience xoxo.
This chapter is kind of short but has a little angel/rogue moment, but the war between angel and remy is coming. Votes for who should win please i'm so divided. I love romy but there needs to be more angel/rogue out there. please vote.
Revenge is sweet, nothing can change that, the sweetest part is that the victim doesn't even know what's coming. Tabby knew her revenge would be shocking to all and that only made it taste even sweeter.
Her memories were fading and becoming her own again. No longer did she have random flashes of a beautiful blond in a bloodied wedding dress, or an angry man yelling passionately. No longer did she remember a past she never had; a father that hated her mutant wings or a band of thieves that loved her even though she was their adopted mutant. Finally she could remember pieces of what had happen the night before, she only saw snatches of what had happened; a kiss, running, falling, an hand on her wrist, memories and then a blinding darkness. Though through those snatches she managed to piece together the truth, a truth the fully became clear when Remy was brought in his body limp and unconscious. Sitting in her bed in the infirmary her ankle tightly bandaged Rogue knew that he'd kissed her and she was at fault, she was the one that had put him there in the bed to her left. Lying back on her pillows she let the musical notes of the music box on the table beside her envelope her. They swirled and danced there tinny sound around her, but all she could hope was that he would wake up and that she wouldn't be to blame again.
Angel stood at the doorway to the infirmary, watching the now sleeping Rogue with the music bow still winding down beside her. In his hand he held a single, elegant white rose, the purest one that he could find. Gently he placed in beside the music box as the final notes rang out before letting a single pure white feather fall delicately beside it. Before turning to leave he leaned down and kissed her forehead, her white streaked hair blocking the skin to skin contact that was her poison. Unknown to him were the two pairs of glaring eyes each for a different purpose. Staying completely oblivious he left the room and the sleeping Rogue.
From his vantage point Remy watched the invading Angel kiss her forehead through her hair. This invader assumed he could waltz back in here and take Rogue away from him, but Remy had other ideas, he was a thieve and he would steal Rogues heart for himself. She was more than a challenge to him, she was something else.
Tabby watched as Angel kissed Rogue through her hair before leaving the room. She wasn't as oblivious as her cousin was though, she saw Remy's demon eyes staring daggers into her cousin. She saw a game she could play on if she felt the need, and she saw her revenge falling within reach.