Over & Over Chapter 5: You Oughta Know, a x-men: evolution fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution or You oughta Know by Alanis Morisette.

I want you to know, that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theatre
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother

"Welcome back, Remy," the Professor said warmly. Rogue snorted. Once upon a time, she would have been elated to have the Cajun return to the mansion. Now, she could care less. What they'd had was gone. He'd made that clear when he left.

Remy looked in her direction when he heard the snort. Rogue looked back at him calmly, her face expressionless. She put on a fake smile as the woman with Gambit grabbed onto 'her Remykins' arm. Rogue had to bite back a laugh at the thought of his new flame's nickname for him. Rogue noticed the flicker of annoyance that crossed his face when she had called him that.

"Ah'm glad ya found someone, Remy," Rogue told him in her southern drawl. "Ah'm happy for both of you. Ah wish y'all the best." Rogue turned to leave. She had only made it a few steps when she felt Remy grab her arm.

"Can we talk?" Rogue shrugged and went into the empty kitchen.

"Talk."

" 'M sorry bout leavin, Rogue."

"Save it. Ah'm over it and it looks like ya are too. But really, Remy, couldn't ya have picked someone that doesn't look like me?"

Rogue had already looked over the brunette by his side. Like Rogue herself, this girl was model tall and model thin. Her curves weren't as noticeable as Rogue's, but the girl's green eyes drew you in. Upon closer examination, Rogue knew that the girl's eyes weren't green, they were merely tinted contacts that gave that illusion. In fact, if It wasn't for the white streaks that ran through Rogue's auburn hair, her and this Angelique would look alike.

"She don' look like y'."

"Keep telling yourself that, swamp rat. She looks like an older version of me."

Remy thought about it for a minute. "Y' kinda right."

"Is she as perverted as me?"

"Huh?"

Rogue leaned across the counter so that their faces were close. She gave him her sexiest look. Remy had to resist the urge to close the small gap between them.

"Is she willin to give ya head in a crowded movie theatre? Ya remember that, right, sugah?"

Remy nodded wordlessly. He knew exactly what she was talking about. It was her way of showing him that she had gained control after two years of them dating. Even though it was her first time giving head, Remy remembered that she was a natural at it.

Rogue pulled back and smiled. "Thought so." She walked around to sit at the table. "She's a northern bitch?"

"What makes y' ask?"

Rogue toyed with the ends of her hair. "Ya couldn't handle this southern gal, so Ah figure you'd pick a northern bitch. She speak proper too?" Remy frowned but chose not to answer.

"She willing to have your kids?"

"I don' know. We haven' talked bout it."

"Ah'm sure she'd make a good mother." Remy couldn't decide if she was serious or joking.

Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive

"She's gotta have something goin for her. After all, ya seem more willin to settle down with her than ya were with me."

"I've grown up some, Rogue."

"Good. Do ya love her?"

"Maybe."

"Then again, it didn't matter before."

"What?"

"The love we had didn't keep us together."

"Rogue, don't."

"Ya never could open up to me, could ya?"

"Rogue,"

"Did ya tell her that ya told me that ya were willin to hold me until ya died? That ya'd love m forever? Well, guess what, Remy, you're still alive and Ah ain't the one in your arms."

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

"Rogue, please,"

"Remy, Ah'm just remindin ya bout what ya did. Ya left me. Ah was a wreck for so long after. Ah've been keeping this inside for so long and Ah won't let ya keep me from telling ya what ya did to me. Ya really oughta know what ya did to my, to my life."

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her

"Anyway," Rogue stood up, "ya look good. Ya look happy. Ah wish Ah was."

"Rogue, why are y' telling me this?"

"Ah think ya need to know. Did ya forget bout me?"

"No. Never."

"Ah'm sorry for interuptin ya durin ya dinner. Ah wasn't expectin to see ya up here with some other girl. It was like a slap in the face that ya found someone else so quick."

Rogue stood and walked up to him. Her face was transformed from sad, to that so familiar expression of sweet innocence. He watched as it mixed with her sexy expression that he had known so well.

"Just answer one more question, sugah." Remy licked his lips and nodded. Rogue leaned in closer.

"Do you think of me when ya fuck her?" she asked in a sultry voice that turned Remy on still. He captured her lips in a kiss before Rogue pulled back and shook her head. "Do ya?"

"Oui."

"Good." Rogue turned to leave. Halfway to the door, she turned around. "By the way, swamp rat, Ah didn't want to tell ya, but the new fling saw ya kiss me. Ah saw her come in just before ya kissed me."

"Shit."

"Guess now's as good a time as any to tell her that ya said Ah'd always be the one in ya arms. Until the day ya die, sugah." With that last word, Rogue left Remy standing in the middle of the kitchen.

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it

Remy followed her. He wasn't done with her yet. "Marie,"

Rogue turned to him, her eyes flashing. "You lost the right to call me that when ya left, Gambit."

"Rogue,"

"No, Remy. Ah'm done. We're done. Just go back with that joke ya call a girlfriend. But remember, Sugah, Ah'm gonna be there whenever ya close ya eyes. Ya'll see me in bed with ya when it's her. And Ah hope ya feel it whenever Ah run my nails dwn te back of whoever Ah'm screwing." Rogue turned and left. Remy stood there in shocked silence before heading back to the entryway and what's her name that was waiting for him.

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know