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A/N: – Double-checks calendar – Wow; a little more than a month and I'm back with another update. Very nice. I know that I happen to very… irregular with updates, but I really am trying to make it up to you guys. I really appreciate everyone who has stuck with me, so I dedicate this chapter to each and every one of you. Enjoy!

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Chapter 54: Remy's Chronicles: Rescues, Part 2

En route to Hallways #7, Asteroid Evolution, Orbit of the Moon, Milky Way Galaxy – May 17, 1:29 AM

As Remy's group ran along the hallways, Bobby couldn't help but think that it was his fault that his team was on this stupid asteroid.

"I should have been a better leader," Bobby muttered, not at all pleased that all of the skills he had been preaching about for years hadn't done a damn thing when they were needed the most; in fact, they had failed.

"Now dat ain't true, homme," Remy scolded Bobby telepathically, making sure to remind him that they were only to speak telepathically. "Ton team follows tu because they know dat tu are the best homme for the job; got it?"

Remy had let Amara hear what he was telling Bobby and she chimed in with her own opinion as well. "Remy's right, Bobby; we all rely on you to lead us; hell, we respected you when you offered to let Alex lead instead of yourself and honestly, those of us who were with you from the get-go were glad that Alex turned down the opportunity. You are the best at what you do; ask your girlfriend, she'll tell you straight." Bobby turned to Amara after he had heard her words and flashed his patented 'Thanks for reminding me that I'm not such a big jerk.' smile.

Remy and his group stopped when they came to a steel doorway. Remy examined the door and noticed a small plaque that said "Hallway # 7".

"Well, it seems dat our enemy likes to have everything categorized; oui?" Remy sarcastically asked, earning him a murmur of agreements. Remy then dredged up the memory of how Lucas had opened the previous door and, narrowing his eyes, launched a small light purple energy stream with the same amount of power at the door, while the others, especially Hank, watching in utter shock.

Once the shield had died down, Remy phased his group through the door where they were met with the sight of Jubilee and Façade screaming in pain.

"Oh my stars and garters," Hank muttered, shocked beyond belief at what he was seeing. Bobby, having caught sight of his girlfriend's yellow jacket ran straight to her cell door, worried for her.

"Jubes, Jubes can you hear me?" Bobby whispered, aching to touch the bars and get her out, but remembering the electricity that coated the bars refrained from touching the bars. He paled when he heard Jubilee yell out that he was dead, and that she was going to kill Sabretooth for killing him.

Hank came up behind Bobby and, placing a hand on his shoulder, said, "Don't worry, Robert; we will get Jubilee and all of the others free and get back to the Institute. Trust me." Bobby nodded and was about to respond to Hank's statement when he was struck with inspiration.

"I wonder," Bobby muttered, icing up, covering his body in his element and, sticking out a hand sent out a concentrated stream of ice at the bars of the cell, freezing the metal and the electricity that had covered it solid. Once he was done, Hank, curious, walked forward to the bars and rapped a large paw against the bars, grinning when the bars instantly fell, cracking as the ice broke. Bobby, grinning, ran through the opening and knelt before Jubilee, retracting his ice armor as he did so, trying to stop her from struggling. After a minute, he succeeded and nodded to Hank to come and remove the collar. Hank moved forward and carefully removed the collar, taking his time in snapping it off. Once he did so Jubilee fell forward, with Bobby catching her, while Hank threw the collar behind him, feeling a perverse satisfaction as it hit the wall.

Jubilee opened her eyes and on seeing Bobby whispered, "Bobby… is that you?" On getting a nod, she grinned, threw her arms around Bobby's neck and hugged him tight, breathing in the scent that was uniquely him. She felt Bobby stroking her hair in a reassuring gesture, and she sighed in contentment. Bobby wasn't dead and that was what mattered; that was all that mattered right now.

Hank cleared his throat and, grinning, said, "As much as I enjoy seeing you two together we need to go and get Remy to heal Jubilee." Jubilee looked confused until she saw the Cajun thief outside the bars, grinning.

While Bobby and Hank had rescued Jubilee, Remy and Amara had gone into the other cell and rescued Façade, who had almost faded into the wall of his cell once free of the dreadful collar. However, after Amara and Remy had explained what was going on, Façade, still wary, accepted Remy's request to heal him. Once healed, Façade had followed his rescuers out of the cell, vowing to get revenge on the mutant who had captured him, find the rest of his family, and make sure that they were all right.

Bobby helped Jubilee to her feet and together they walked out of the cell, Hank following them. Once in front of Remy Jubilee asked, "Gambit, what are you doing here?"

Remy shrugged and replied, "Well, petite, Remy be with you guys; he and Rogue are leading the mission to rescue everyone who's in these cells. Den, together, we are goin' to defeat Apocalypse. Dat sound okay?" Jubilee nodded, then, on realizing what Remy had just said was shocked.

Remy looked around and, chuckling, sheepishly added, "Did Remy forget to mention dat Apocalypse is back?" On getting shocked nods, including Façade who had heard from Evan about the ancient mutant, Remy said, "Désole, mes amis."

Bobby snapped out of his stupefied trance and said, "Remy, can you heal Jubes?"

Remy nodded and, taking off a glove gently touched Jubilee's face and transferred some of his energy to her. Jubilee closed her eyes, relishing in the feeling of regaining energy that had been lost along with her powers. When Remy had finished she opened her eyes and, taking her weight off Bobby hugged Remy, saying, "Thank you, Remy. I'm sure that you and Rogue will make an awesome couple."

Remy said, mystified, "Who said dat Remy and Rogue were together?" Jubilee merely grinned and looked to her boyfriend, who nodded in agreement, an identical smile on his face.

Façade watched this until he had enough and said, "Listen, we can talk later; right now we need to find everyone else, including the other Morlocks. So, let's go!" Remy and the others were silent, knowing that he was right. After explaining the rules for traveling in the hallway, Remy phased them through the hall and ran towards the next hallway, Remy anxiously hoping that Rogue was doing fine on her end.

Hallway #4, Asteroid Evolution, Orbit of the Moon, Milky Way Galaxy – May 17, 1:39 AM

The next hallway that Remy and his group entered was hallway #4, which contained a snarling Logan and screaming Forge. Remy went pale on seeing Logan.

"Umm… Remy thinks dat he go rescue Forge and you all go and help Monsieur Wolverine," Remy said nervously, not looking forward to seeing Logan; or Logan seeing him for that matter. Remy grabbed Bobby and Jubilee, dragging them over to Forge's cell and directed them to break through the shield. Bobby and Jubilee looked amused as they watched Remy sweat over Logan seeing him and, grinning evilly at each other vowed they would make sure that Logan wouldn't maim Remy; at least, not that badly. The two leaders of X-Factor then combined their powers and managed to break through the bars, which clattered to the floor with a resounding thud.

"Bon travail (Good job)," Remy commented, rushing into the cell as soon as Bobby and Jubilee had finished. He knelt before Forge and, once more calling on the telekinetic powers he had seen Betsy use held Forge still, motioning with his hand that Bobby come forward and remove the collar. Bobby shot a stream of ice at the collar, making sure that it would disintegrate upon contact. Bobby nodded to his girlfriend, who went forward and flicked the collar, the contraption turning to dusty frost in an instant.

Forge opened his eyes and upon seeing Remy in front of him backed up, bringing up his arms in front of him in the form of pistols aimed at the Cajun. "What do you want, Gambit?" he demanded, not trusting the fact that Remy was watching him with an amused smirk on his face.

"Chill, Forge," Jubilee said, and Forge looked over to her. "Remy is with us. In fact, he's here to help rescue us so we can go and save the world again!"

"But why is he helping us?! He recently attacked the school and his damn leader almost ripped my arms off!" Forge replied darkly, remembering what Erik had done to him.

"Forge, listen to Remy. Remy was under de impression dat he was helping Erik, but Erik was really under de control of Apocalypse. We need to work together so dat we can save de world. Will you trust me and let me heal you?" Remy explained. Forge, watching Remy warily, converted his arms back to normal, and nodded, ready to trust the Cajun. Remy grinned and healed Forge, the mechanical genius in shock as he felt all of his injuries go away, both physical and mental. Remy finished and as Forge got up from the ground, he offered a hand to Remy in a gesture of trust. Remy took it and the two shook. They then heard a growl and snarl from behind them and Remy stiffened, turning around slowly to stare into the angry black eyes of Logan Howlett.

While Remy, Bobby, and Jubilee had been rescuing Forge, Hank and his small group had freed Logan from his collar. Logan, as he was being freed had said something that Hank had filed away for later use; something dealing with a certain weather-witch… However, once free Logan had sniffed the air and, recognizing Remy's scent had charged past Hank, Amara, and Façade, the latter of whom had muttered something along the lines of "crazy sonofabitch". This brings us to our current situation.

"Well, well, well; if it ain't the Cajun Gambit," Logan growled, pleased when he saw Remy pale considerably. "I believe that it's time I keep my promise to gut you and string your remains on a clothesline that I made during our last encounter; don'cha think?" Logan raised his right hand and ejected his set of adamantium claws, preparing to gut Remy but was stopped when he felt Hank grab him from behind.

"Hank, what the hell do ya think you're doin'?" Logan snarled, struggling to get loose but Hank's grip was stronger, if only because Logan's healing factor had just started working again whereas Hank was ata full strength.

"Logan, listen to me; Remy is on our side, and we need him if we ever have a hope of defeating Apocalypse a second time!" Hank pleaded, saying the one name of anenemy Logan hated more than Sabretooth, if that was possible.

"What?" Logan asked, stopping his struggling so he could turn and face Hank. Hank nodded in confirmation of his previous statement.

"You're serious?" Logan asked, his eyes searching his colleague's for the truth. On seeing that Hank was telling the truth, Logan snorted. "I don' believe this," he muttered, retracting his claws.

"Remy tellin' de truth, homme," Remy said, speaking up for the first time since Logan had entered Forge's cell. Logan glared at him and, sniffing the air suddenly growled.

"You smell like Rogue; what did ya do to her?!" Logan demanded his face twisted into a snarl. Remy gulped; he wished fervently that at this time Logan didn't have his enhanced senses.

"Don't worry, Wolvie," Jubilee spoke up from beside Logan, causing him to face her. "Rogue knew what she was getting into when she trusted Remy," she said, earning her a glare from Remy.

"Damn it, Cajun!" Logan screamed, not pleased at all that Rogue had chosen this idiotic Cajun despite the more than one hundred and fifty times he had tried to convince her that he was no good. "If you so much as hurt a hair on her head you will die by my hands; got it?"

Remy nodded and was surprised when Logan stuck out his hand. He carefully took it and shook it, relieved when Logan didn't harm, maim, or slice him to pieces.

"Now what?" Logan asked, looking around him and landing on Hank, who nodded to Remy. Logan turned his attention to Remy once again and this time Remy saw that Logan trusted him; however, the Cajun knew he was treading on thin ice with the fighter. One move backwards and it'd be all downhill, a journey that Remy somehow knew he'd not live to see the end of, if Logan had any say.

"We go and rescue de others," Remy said, and letting Hank explain to both Forge and Logan the story with traveling in the halls Remy phased them through the door and they once more set off for the next hallway.