Hey everyone! Here's the sequel to my first story I hope this is as good as my first story it'll be a little more Rogue centric but there'll be a couple of chapters that are more on Remy. Anyway I hope this is a good chapter sorry it's short I'll probably edit it a little later please don't forget to review, Enjoy!

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The News.

" Remy LeBeau is dead"

When Rogue heard that come out of his mouth her heart stopped, Remy's dead? No, no that can't be right, there's no way that can be right but from the look on the men's faces they weren't lying.

" R-Remy's dead? What happened t-to him?" She asked, her voice a little shaky, she didn't even realize how tightly she was holding the door, they men nodded and the second one came forward.

" Ma'am, why don't we talk more about this inside?" He asked politely and Rogue nodded and she moved aside and let the two gentlemen in and they looked around the room before looking back at her and Rogue moved past them and hurried to the Professor's office, she contacted the Professor telepathicly and told him about the two visitor's, and they walked toward his office.

The Professor's Office:

Rogue opened the door and saw Storm, Wolverine and the Professor sitting there and the two men nodded at them before they took their seats and Rogue closed the door and she sat down next to Storm by the window.

The two men glanced at each other before the first one cleared his throat.

" My name is Gerald, and this is Leon." he started as he pointed to himself than the the second man called Leon, he took a deep breath before he continued "Mr. LeBeau was the head of the New Orleans thieves guild and he died suddenly last night from, what seems to be, natural causes" he said and they looked at him, Storm and Wolverine had the same reaction Rogue did: Shock. Normally it took a lot to phase them, but when Rogue looked over at the professor his face was as calm as could be, she frowned slightly and looked at Gerald.

" What do you mean, 'seem's to be'?" She asked and Gerald looked at her.

" We're not sure yet if he died of natural causes, but we're exploring all options at this moment" he answered and they nodded and Leon spoke.

" So Gambit went back to the Thieve's guild?" Rogue glanced at everyone else before they answered.

" He came back only after Jean-Luc retired, and he was one of the best Guild leaders we've ever had." he nodded sadly and the room went quiet, Rogue was still in denial. He wasn't really dead, he probably faked it so he could get attention, yeah that's what he was doing. Remy was probably alive and well and was trying to get a reaction out of her, she was lost in her thoughts that she didn't even hear Gerald talk.

" -In two days" was what Rogue heard and she frowned.

" What's in two days?" She asked and they all looked at her before Gerald sighed and rubbed the bridge lf his nose.

" Mr. LeBeau's funeral is in two days at the guilds private cemetery in New Orleans at 11 o'clock and Mr. LeBeau requested specifically that this be brought to you directly" he said and he gave her a small smile as he handed her the box he was carrying and Rogue took it and she wanted to open it but decided she'd do it when no one else was around.

" Oh and also this letter as well" he added and he pulled a letter out of his coat pocket and he handed it to Rogue, she nodded in thanks and she put it on top of the box.

Gerald and Leon talked for a little longer, mostly about the location of the private cemetery. Rogue half listened to them, she mostly was wondering what could be in the box, when the men took their leave Storm and Wolverine showed them out and Rogue left the office and went to her room.

Once there, she closed the door and she walked to her bed and sat down she stared at the unopened letter and she was too scared to open it. Why would Remy send these things to her? Rogue knew Remy liked surprising her, but she didn't know if this was a good one or a bad one. Rogue finally decided she'd open the letter first than the box, she took a deep breath as she grabbed the letter and she saw his perfect handwriting on the front and it read. 'To Ma Chére, Rogue.' She opened the letter and put the envelope away as she slowly unfolded it and began to read.

" My dearest Marie,

I won't be alive to give this to you in person, for that I'm sorry, but hopefully this'll make up for it. I know we've been through a lot together and have lied to each other many times in the past but we've alway's overcome them in the end. I remember the one time when we were in Moscow in the middle of winter, it started to snow and get colder and you grumbled all day long, If I recall you said hell was freezing over, then when we went to steal from the art gallery that had the 1120-1130 Ustyug Annunciation painting you were afraid I would trip the motion sensors? When, in reality, you were the one that did" Rogue rolled her eye's, even from the dead he was teasing her, she continued reading.

" You were so embarrassed, but I never blamed you, yeah I was a little annoyed, but you were still a beginner at the time. Now, you're the second best thief and the best grifter that I will ever know. I figured, since you were done with being a grifter that I would get you something that you were dying for to show you how much I appreciated having you by my side those years, I hope you like it chére.

Your dearest love,
Remy"

Rogue finished reading and she felt tears well up in her eye's and she set the note aside and she pulled the box toward her and she saw a small card on top of it, it was written in french.

" To Ma Belle Rogue, pas même ce boîte éclipser votre beauté" Rogue smiled and she put the note aside and she slowly opened the box, her eye's widened in shock.

The Hope Diamond! She didn't even know it had been stolen! Tears welled up in her eye's again and she didn't try to hold them back, she sobbed and didn't think he'd actually steal it for her. She closed the lid of the box and hugged it, she wept so much she was surprised her room wasn't flooded. This was the last thing Remy would give to Rogue, sure he had given her other gifts, but this one took the cake and now there was no way she'd be able to pay him back. Rogue looked up as she heard something hit against her window, it was beginning to rain.

Storm closed the front door and turned around to look at Logan, who had a concerned look in his eye's.

" You okay?" He asked and Storm nodded, she had known Remy a long time but just recently remembered him. She just couldn't fathom it, Remy was gone but she had only seen, the younger him, two days ago! She looked up the stairs before looking at Logan.

" Fine, just a little shocked" she answered "How do you think Rogue's taking it?" Storm asked as they walked toward the war room where they would tell the rest of the team and Logan sighed and shook his head.

" Not good, I think it'd be best if we left her alone for a while" he said and Storm nodded, she was a bit worried about her. She assumed Rogue wouldn't be in the talkative mood for the next few days, she knew Remy's funeral would be hard on Rogue before Storm knew it they were in the war room standing in front of all the X-men.

After they had told them the news they were just as shocked, they asked questions and her and Logan answered them the best they could and once everyone had been informed when the funeral would be held and everything they all agreed they'd go to support Rogue and give their condolences to his family.

When they were all heading toward their respective rooms Storm stopped at Rogue's room and could hear her quietly sobbing through the door, she raised her hand to knock but someone had grabbed her gently by the wrist and she saw Hank standing there and he shook his head.

" Give her some time Ororo, she'll probably want to be alone" He said and Storm nodded and she headed toward her room and Hank looked at her.

" Are you okay, Ororo? I know he was your friend also" He said worriedly and Storm looked at him and nodded.

" I'm as good as can be in this type of situation I guess, I'm sad that I have lost a friend and I know we'll all miss him. Even though I only knew him when I was a child and the others for less than a week, but Remy left those type of impacts on people I guess" Storm smiled softly and shrugged Hank nodded and he patted her shoulder.

" If you ever want to talk, I'm right here" he said and she nodded.

" Thank you Hank, goodnight" she said and headed to her room she opened the door to her attic and closed it behind her she felt a couple of tears hit her cheeks and she looked outside and saw it was beginning to rain.

I hope y'all enjoyed and the french roughly translates: 'Rogue, Not even this can eclipse your beauty' The next chapter will be done shortly anyway thanks for reading.