Epilogue

"Okay, keep your eyes closed now!"

"What, why?"

"Just trust me chere, okay?"

"Yeah, because we all know how that turned out last time!"

"Very, funny."

"Where are going?"

"It's a surprise."

"Oh god, it's not another ex-wife, is it?"

Gambit stopped in his tracks, and even with his gloved hands over her eyes, Rogue could feel him tense up. Playfully she leaned into him and giggled. "Just kidding, now tell me where we're going!"

"Nope." He said as he continued to walk her forward. "You'll just have to be surprised."

"Ah hate surprises."

"Remy knows."

"Hmmm?" Rogue said as she ground herself against him casually, feeling how hard he was. "Is that the surprise, or you just happy to see me?"

"Chere," Remy gasped on a choked breath as she playfully reached behind her and between them and cupped him possessively in her hot little hand. "Remy'd like to be able to use that at some point, and if you keep this up we're not even gonna get ta the real surprise tonight or maybe even later!"

"How much later?"

"Bout the time Magneto decided to accept all humans and join da Rockette's at Radio City Music hall!"

Rogue gave a low laugh. "Sounds like a good time ta me,"

"Well too bad, because we're here." Remy said as he gently stopped her and removed his hands from her eyes. "Wait a minute; open your eyes slowly, okay?"

"Okay." Rogue agreed as she slowly opened one eye and then the other and gasped. "Oh, Remy. What did you do Sugah?"

He'd taken her to the rarely ever used ball room, she realized. Only, it wasn't in rare use now, amid candles and soft music a dinner for two had been set out at a linen covered table. Quite and intimate, it was the private setting she'd been longing for since the attack three weeks before.

"You didn't think Remy'd forget Valentine's Day did you?" Remy asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No!" Rogue said with a laugh as she looked around at the Valentine themed room. "But…"

"It's not too much is it?" Remy asked with a worried frown. "Remy knows, we said we'd take it slow …" His voice trailed off as Rogue gently placed a pair of gloved fingers to his lips and then kissed him gently.

"It's perfect." She said with a smiled. "But Ah'm not dressed for something like this!" She gestured to her cloths. A wine colored, button up silk top, knotted casually at her waist and a black jean mini-skirt; and then to the fact her long curly auburn hair was tossed back in the most casual of pony tails. "If ya'll had told me what you were planning, then Ah could have dressed better."

"But then it wouldn't have been a surprise." He said with a chuckled as he escorted her to the table.

"Exactly."

"Well if it helps "He said as he pulled her chair out for her. " You look beautiful."

"It helps." Rogue assured him with a blushed as she sat down." "So what's the plan for tonight?"

He grinned a crooked grin at her. "Oh, I don't know, a little dinner, maybe a little dancing and then…" He wiggled his eyebrows at her suggestively.

"Don't push your luck Cajun." She said swiping at him with her napkin playfully. "We'll see how tonight goes."

"Fair enough." Remy said nonchalantly as the hired waiter poured them each a glass of wine but they both knew that was how they wanted the night to end. It was the final step in them returning to normal, and starting to set the past behind them and it was something both needed.

Badly.

Although it was a slow progress, both Rogue and Remy were making progress and both were glad to see that the trust that was so badly broken could be earned back… if in slow increments.

"You realize this is the second time you've surprised me with dinner?' Rogue asked as she sipped her wine.

"Like you said, I'm full of da surprises." Remy said with a wavering smiled. "But Remy'll be honest with you chere, dare not all good. My past is…colorful. There's a lot in there I don't like talken 'bout and I can't promise it won't come back ta bite us in the ass later."

"And Ah won't make you promise it!" Rogue said with a shake of her head. "We've all got a past Remy, Ah've done things Ah'm not proud of as well." She chuckled. "And who's ta say, it ain't gonna be mah past that's gonna come back and bite us in the ass? As you so colorfully put it." She sighed. "Ah give up knowing the future, Gambit, Ah'm gonna leave that ta Jean and Charlie from now on, all Ah want is now… and then we'll se what else happens when it happens okay?"

God, Remy loved this woman.

"Okay chere." He said as he picked up her gloved hand and kissed it. She'd said what he's been hoping she'd say and he felt like his feet had left the floor.

"So what's for dinner?" She asked.

"Caesar salad and then lobster in a white wine sauce." He said knowing they were her favorites. "Followed by a triple chocolate mousse for dessert."

Rogue felt herself blush again as she realized this.

He'd made the night perfect… or as close to perfect as it could get when they were starting out again and that's exactly what they'd agreed to do, start over from scratch when it came to their pasts.

After they'd come home that night, he'd sat with her for hours while Jean had checked her over, and he'd held her while she cried out all her fear and pain. They'd spent most of the night talking, and sometime in the early morning hours, they'd decided to start again and give each other another chance.

Bobby, sadly, wasn't even lucid anymore (Although that could have been due to the whipping Logan and Scott had given to his ass, after Remy had left, not to mention what Jean had done to him once she'd gotten a hold of him herself.) After being examined by the Professor and Jean, they'd decided the best thing to do was have him committed to Ardmore Asylum for the Criminally Insane where he could be looked after and he wouldn't be a danger to anyone else…namely Rogue.

Try as she might not to, Rogue still felt bad about Bobby but she knew things had turned out the way they needed too.

Still that didn't stop the nightmares that had plagued her off and since that night. Since then she'd spent many a late hour walking the mansion, wishing sleep would over take her but knowing it wouldn't. A few times she'd managed to fall asleep on the couch in the North media room and Remy had tactfully found her in the early morning hours and carried her back to her bed before anyone else found her. She'd become a ghost for the mist part, drifting from room to room when it suited her.

That was why Remy knew it was so important for her to get out for a night, or at least have a night like the one he'd planned. She needed something just for her, to show Bobby in her own way, she was still her, he hadn't won, and she had a life to go back too.

"Any more surprises, Louisiana?" Rogue said as she ate a spoonful of dessert.

"Sort of." Remy said as he motioned to a waiter standing near by to come forward, baring a silver tray in his hands.

"What are you playing at Remy?" Rogue asked, with a raised eyebrow.

"Well," Remy said as he took her gloved hands in his. "You told me once before, if I wanted you back, I'd have to serve you my divorce papers on a sliver platter remember non?"

"Ah remember." Rogue said with a smile. "So?"

"So" Remy said as he motioned the waiter to take the cover off the trey and rose to Rogue's side. "Due to, circumstances, I won't ever be able to offer you divorce papers."

"Ah know." Rogue said sadly, and he knew she was thinking about the mangled state in which the police had found Bella's body a few days after Rogue's rescue.

"However, Mon Coeur," Remy said gently. "I can offer you something else."

He reached up and took something gently off the tray, and on closer inspection Rogue saw it was his necklace, the one she'd so harshly thrown at his feet at Christmas time. " Will you accept this again, Anna?" he asked, bending low on one knee and Rogue felt touched he'd used her real name for the first time since she'd told it to him weeks before and in such a tender way. "Because it's the closest thing ta an engagement ring, Remy can give you."

Wordlessly, overcome by emotions, Rogue nodded silently as tears filled her eyes. "And it's the best thing you could give me." She said as he slipped the necklace around her neck. "Ah couldn't ask for more, Remy."

Like a ghost, she rose and slipped into his arms as she pulled her neck scarf between them and he tipped her chin towards him gently. The kiss was sweet, flavored by wine and heated by building passion as rogue wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his in longing.

He whispered something against her mouth in French that only caused her to ache more as they kissed again and again until she didn't think she could take anymore.

It was time for Plan B.

"Come on." She said, taking him by the hand.

"Where we goin cher?" He asked with a lazy grin. "You impatient all of a sudden?"

"Somethin like that, Cajun." She whispered as she pressed herself against him again and pressed another hot kiss to his lips that nearly caused him to pull her into the nearest broom closest. "You'll have ta wait and see."

"Damn straight." He said as he allowed her to lead him along.

They reached, Rogue's door in record time, and for a moment she stalled leaning against the door playfully as they kissed again and she laughed. "We're here." She said.

"And where exactly is here?" he asked. "Besides your room, of course."

"Why don't you come in and see?" She said giving him arm a gentle tug of encouragement.

"Ahright." He said with grin. "If you say so."

Rogue gave him a seductive smile that almost melted him in his tracks and opened the door, so he could see inside.

"What the…" His voice trailed off as he looked around the candle lit room.

Candles were strewed around the room in seductive places while soft music filtered through the air in waves.

The huge bed in the room's center was covered in white and red rose petals that gave off just the right amount of a seductive smell without being over kill or heading into the land of sappy. Meanwhile, on the end of the bed sat a basket filled to the brim with scented oils, lotions and dozens upon dozens of brightly colored silk scarves and condoms.

Remy knew then, he was in deep trouble.

This was no minor seduction, no, no, no, this was the big one. This was killer, this was passionate, this was sexy, this was……… planned?

Wait a minute.

"You little Minx! You knew all along about tonight," he accused softly, as he mock glared down at her. "Didn't you?"

Rogue blushed and kissed his chin, biting lightly and instantly turning him on. "You told Logan," She breathed, keeping her lips a tortuous breath above his, barely apart and yet not touching. "He told, Jubilee, she has a big mouth."

"Apparently so does Logan." He said as he toed the door closed and slipped his arms around her tightly.

"It doesn't bother you that Ah knew does it?' She asked gently.

"Non." He said with a grand sweeping of his hand. "Especially not if it lead up to this?"

She laughed. "Good, because Ah have plans for tonight as well, and Ah think your going to like him."

"Remy thinks he's going to as well." He agreed with a nod.

"Then let's do things right and have some fun." She said, toying with the buttons on the front of his shirt as she began to undo them.

"Remy loves the way you think." He whispered as they kissed again through a ready scarf.

"Ah have a feeling by the end of tonight, you gonna love what Ah can do more." She whispered as she ground herself against him and he groaned.

"Merde." He whispered as he captured her mouth with his again.

They back peddled towards the bed, but then Rogue stopped them gently. "Wait." She said as she lifted the basket off the bed and set it gently on the floor. "You don't want all mah hard work and planning ta go to waste do you?"

"At this point… yes." He said in a ragged voice. "Roguey, your killing me here."

"Good." She said, as she pushed him gently down onto the bed. "And we haven't even really started yet."

Remy pushed himself up higher on the bed, watching as she stood there, smiling provocatively at him. "What are you planning?" He asked.

"Watch and see," She said as the music on the CD player automatically hanged to something more sultry and slow.

Blues.

New Orleans's blues, at that.

Remy felt his mouth go dry, as his mind began to race. He had a feeling he knew what she was going to do, and it blew his mind into a paradise he didn't even know existed.

She started with her hair.

Swaying lightly to the music, she pulled it free from the clasp and let it cascade around her shoulders in free falling curly waves. It quickly framed her face, giving her a seductive, yet innocent look, while obscuring one of her luminescent green eyes from his view as she ran her fingers through it, freeing it from tangles.

For a moment, Remy though he'd died and gone to heaven and she still had all her cloths on! If this was the way things were going to be, she was going to make short work of him, and he was supposed to be the sexy charmer with control of still.

Not when it came to her apparently.

Of all things he'd ever been through he knew he'd finally met his match as he realized, Rogue giving him a strip tease, was going to give him a heart attack!

But he was going to die a happy, happy man.

For a moment she continued to run her fingers through her hair while she moved rhythmically to the music. Then as the music moved to a more haunting melody, she moved her hands to the buttons of her shirt, playing with them lightly, loving the look of need and passion on his face, until finally she moved to undo the first one, giving him a tantalizing peek at the body stocking she was wearing underneath.

Almost casually, she opened her shirt collar wider, giving him an unobstructed view as Remy stifled a groan. The second button soon followed the first, giving him an even wider vision of the swell of her breasts over her shirt as she slipped a hand inside to touch herself lightly.

Remy felt his entire body clench, as he fought for control and yet he was touched she was doing this for him. Baring herself to anyone wasn't an easy task for Rogue; this was her way of telling him he had her trust… with benefits.

As she undid the third and final button on her shirt, she stepped back into the light, and he thought for a moment his eyes were playing tricks on him.

She looked… naked.

Now obviously, this would have been normal for most consenting adult couple but things were different for them because of Rogue's mutation. She always had to wear a body stocking when they made love both for his protection and hers. And most of them were dark in color, so while he felt her body, knew it like the back of his hand, when it came to sex he didn't often get to see as much of her as they both would have liked.

No body stocking, no sex, it was as simple as that.

So for a moment, he thought she was playing the cruelest trick, ever invented in the history of creation on him, get him turned on, and then have to leave to put a stocking on.

That was until she stepped into the soft glow of the candles nearby, undoing the knot on the shirt and tossing it aside so he could see her fully, and he realized she was wearing a body stocking after all, it was just sheer.

Very, Very, sheer.

It was so sheer in fact, aside from giving her skin a tantalizingly erotic opalescent shimmer, it left very little to the imagination. She looked almost totally naked, except when in the light and then she glistened, as if she were spun of fine crystal caught in lamplight.

"You like Cajun?" She asked quietly as she ran her hands over her upper body erotically, causing him to groan aloud and wonder how much more he could take.

"Come here and Remy'll show you." He whispered, holding out his hand as he rose to his knees on the bed.

"Ah, Ah, Ahh!" She said, wagging a finger at him, as she pushed him back down. "Don't you want me to finish the show?"

"God, yes!" he said, wondering what the hell he was getting himself into.

"Hush then!" She said gently, as her hands skimmed over her hips lightly and then drifted back up her body again. She watched his eyes dilate as she did so, aware of the fact that from the waist up she wore only his necklace.

Casually she toyed with it for a moment from it's place between her breasts before letting it go and then letting her hands skim to the front of her jean skirt, where she slowly undid the top button, followed by the second, before letting her hands drift over her tight flat stomach.

"Rogue," He moaned as she watched her shimmy lightly out of her skirt, and toss it his way playfully, standing before him baring her stunning body like he knew she never had before. "If you keep this up, chere, Remy's gonna be a dead man, and a eunuch as well!"

" Then let's do something about it, shall we?' She whispered, running her hot little hands over her body again and Remy knew he was going to come undone at any minute.

She was the most gorgeous women he'd ever seen, and he meant that with every fiber of his being.

From the top of her head to her killer body…and lower, he knew he'd never find anyone else like her in his life time, and he knew he'd never have a need to look any further ever again.

"Your gorgeous P'tite." He whispered thickly as she reached the end of the bed and climbed down on to it, next to him, sliding in closely as she did so.

"And your wearing far too many cloths." She whispered as she began to undo the buttons on the front of his shirt again.

"I agree." He whispered as he kissed her through her hair.

"So let's do something about it." She said, helping him slip his arms out, then tossing the shirt across the room to land over her Ficus plant.

She reached for his belt buckle with shaking hands, feeling how hard he was just beneath it, and smiled as she tossed the belt aside and undid his pants. He helped her along in haste, and soon his pants and shorts were on floor with her cloths and there was nothing between them to stand in their way.

She took him in her gloved hands, playing and stroking him to a fevered pitch, until he could barley stand it and he wondered how he'd ever manage to hold on any longer, let alone get her there first.

Rogue meanwhile was so hot, she almost felt like she was crawling out of her skin. She couldn't ever remembering being as aroused as she was at any other time. The strip tease had worked it's magic and given her a sense of sexual power and freedom, she'd never felt before. She could feeling herself aching and hungering for him, her body wound as tight as a cord with sensations.

Slowly, feeling bold, she reached for a red silk scarf, dragging it between then as they kissed . Barely noticing, as she did, that he'd slipped on the pair of soft leather gloves she'd left for him in the basket, she slipped down his body settling the scarf between and around them as a protective barrier as she took the head of him her mouth, teasing him with her tongue as he arched his back and moaned in pleasure.

Rogue could feeling him growing harder still, as she took more of him into her mouth, moving slowly up and down his ridged length as he cried her name, saying things in French she couldn't comprehend at the moment.

Remy for his part was going mad, he was sure of it, between the feeling the silk scarf wrapped securely around him, to the feeling of her mouth closing around him, he knew he was losing control, and he was going down fast. He eased his fingers into her hair, encouraging her on, loving watching every moment she was taking him as he felt his body begin to tighten even more until he was in pain, his climax was so close.

Quickly, knowing he wasn't able to stand any more he gently hauled her up to meet him, kissing her through her hair as he continued to speak in soft French, whispering endearments he wasn't sure if she could understand or not.

One look in her eyes, told him she did.

" Your turn, MonCoeur." He said, as he reached down into her wet heat, and began to stroke her.

" But your close Ah can feel it." She said, as she stroked him again, causing his eyes to close in bliss.

" But I want you with me all the way." He whispered, kissing her passionately through a quickly grabbed scarf. " It's not fair, if not."

"Always the gentleman." She said, biting back a moan as he began to tease her swollen clit with nimble fingers.

" Never." He said with a laugh as he stroked her again, causing her to roll her hips against his hand, burying her face in his shoulder to smother the moans he was causing her.

He leaned over and took her nipple in his moth, delighting at how hard and tight it was as he sucked gently causing her to thrash against him. He moved casually from one breast to the other, sucking gently as he continued to stroke her clit, never taking his blazing eyes off her face as he watched her orgasm build up to it's most intense level.

" Remy!" She moaned as she clutched at him, grinding against him as she tried in vain to relieve some of the sensations rocketing through her.

" You like, chere." He whispered thickly, she he slipped a gloved finger inside of her, and then another, stroking and massaging her, all while still managing to stimulate the swollen nub of pleasure that controlled everything for her.

Her orgasm came on her quickly, taking her by surprise as she moaned and bucked against him, lost in a frenzy of sensations and emotions that she had no control over. She felt like she was spinning, spinning, spinning, away to a different place that she'd never been to before, a place that she never wanted to leave as wave after wave of intense pleasure shot through her, and her body clenched again and again.

It was as these spasms took her that he quickly sheathed himself with a condom, and joined them together swiftly, catching the tail end of her orgasm as she clenched him in the tight hot sheath of her body.

She moaned in surprise, and this time he joined her as he rose to meet her, looking down, deeply into her eyes as they kissed through a scarf again and again. For a moment, he didn't move, savoring the sensations she was feeling, as he fought for control and then he began to move slowly, gasping harshly as he did so.

Sweat began to glisten off their joined bodies she rose to meet his thrust wholeheartedly, clutching at his arms as she cried his name softly and ground her hips against him. She slipped her arms around his shoulders and held him tightly as he began to pick up the pace, and she knew they were both close to coming.

She began to come first, spinning away again but this time she took him with her, feeling him as he began to come as well, and she knew as good as the last time had been, this time would be better because he was there with her.

She was right.

They came together, both crying out at the sheer intensity of their climax. In the last, he rolled so she was on top of him, riding him gracefully as they both soared to new heights of pleasure and passion, sparking seeming fly around them and then fell back to earth, lying in each others arms.

As their bodies began to calm, and their racing hearts slowed, Remy kissed her forehead through her sweat damped hair as she smiled up at him, completely spent. He then pulled the blankets over them as an exhausted sleep took them over and they held onto each other as the night started too close in around them.

The last thing Rogue remembered was Remy contently murmuring into her hair. "Anna, where'd exactly you get that body stocking from?"

"Ah ordered it from that shop we were in that day, why?"

He grinned and kissed the top of her head as he looped an arm around her and snuggled her closer. "Cause we're gonna put some of dem on back order, we nearly set dis place on fire tonight!"

Rogue leaned in close to his ear. "Ah'll let you in on a little secret Remy?"

"What?" he asked "You've got more hidden away some where already?"

"No." She said with a laugh, "Well…yes, but that's not the secret Sugah."

"Then what is?"

She leaned in again and whispered gently. "Ah don't think that particular fire had anything to do with the body stocking."

"True." He said as she settled in the crook of his arm.

"And if it was, the stocking, Ah bought five more exactly like this one…and some that are even sheerer."

"Hot Damn, I love this girl!"

"Ah thought you might say something like that."

"And?"

"And Ah love you too, with all Mah heart."

"Dat's da best thing you could ever give me chere, it's the only thing Remy'll ever need."

"What are you doing, Cajun?"

"Trying to wake you up."

"You've succeeded."

"Good, on to my diabolical next plan then."

Rogue smiled as he leaned in and kissed her awake through the curtain of her hair. "Ah think Ah like this plan." She murmured as he smiled down at her, and she actually blushed as the memories of the night before sped through her mind.

"Good." He said as he slid his hand up her silk cover thigh. "Your gonna love my next one den."

"And that is?" She asked, although judging by the fact she could feel how hard he was, she had a good idea of what he meant.

"To make love to you until you're absolutely senseless with passion."

Right on the money!

"We both have classes to teach in a few hours." She whispered in a chocked tone as he slid easily inside of her, having already sheathed himself in a condom. "Shouldn't we try and get some sleep?"

"We didn't last night?"

"Not really." She whispered, biting back a moan as he gripped her hips in his hands and thinking of the intermitted breaks they had taken, between bouts of lovemaking the night before. "But Ah don't think it matters."

"Non?" he said with a part laugh, part groan as she closed around him tightly.

She shook her head silent, burying her face in his shoulder as she moved her body against his and they got lost in each other once again.

"So, what do you really want to do today?" he asked an hour later as they lay in bed idly, wrapped in each others arms watching the sun come up through Rogue's bedroom window.

Rogue had been fantasying all week about giving Logan's pool table another run for its money but ever since he'd caught them before he'd taken to putting a lock on the Media room door when he wasn't around.

He wasn't really allowed to, the mansion was free ground for everyone but given Logan's mood, nobody really wanted to argue with him about it.

The point being, he'd locked the door, and taken the key with him when he and Jubilee had left for a weekend in the Las Vegas early that morning.

So that was…sadly, out of the picture.

"Get up, teach class, work out with the team?" She suggested, toying with a piece of his hair gently.

"Hmmm, we could." He agreed tightening his hold on her slightly. "Or we could jus stay here in bed, forget about everything else."

"Scott wouldn't like that." She chided gently.

"Chere, he's the last person Remy's thinking of right now." He said with a laugh. "And if you bring him up again while we're in bed, Remy's sure it'll shrivel up and never work right again."

"Some how Ah doubt it." She said with a laugh as she ground against him, feeling him rise again to the occasion. She slipped the covers between them and kissed the base of his neck softly. "Seriously, we should get up."

"Why?" he said with a yawn.

"'Cause Ah'm hungry for one thing." She said with a laugh as he raised an eyebrow in her direction and gave her a seductive smile. "For food, you sex addict!"

She laughed at his pouty expression, marveling at how wonderful it felt to just lounge in bed with someone she loved and play. It was something she'd never allowed herself to do before, hadn't dared to do in fact. She felt so at ease with him, and that was something she couldn't normally be with anyone. She'd never let herself be like that with anyone, until now. "If ya'll keep like this, Ah'm not gonna be able ta walk tomorrow Remy. I'll be bowlegged."

"Ah'll da more reason ta stays in bed." He suggested, wiggling his eyebrows at her, making her laugh. "Besides, who need walking when ya can fly?" he snorted. "It's a half day anyway, only gotta teach classes in the morning, we're better off here."

"Come on." She said with a laugh, tossing the covers back. "Ah need ta eat and get mah strength back, maybe get mah second wind for tonight huh?'

"Well when you put it that way," He said with a laugh as he rose quickly. "Remy's all for it."

"Good!" Rogue said with a smile as she tossed him his shirt. "Then you can cook breakfast!"

"Is that all I'm good for to you, sex and food?" he said with a laugh.

"No." Rogue said flirtatiously as she headed for the shower. "Strip Shot Poker as well."

"Oh well, that makes life complete den." He called with a laugh as he watched her go as he cocked his head thoughtfully.

It really did.

With that thought on his mind, he turned and began to get dressed while he waited for his best girl to get out of the shower and join him for breakfast.

"So how was the dance last night?" Rogue asked as she took a sip of her coffee. Poor Jean and Scott, along with Wolverine and Jubilee had pulled the dreaded chaperone duty for the schools annul Love through the Centuries Valentines day dance. Thus ruining Valentines Day to a certain degree for everyone but Rogue and Remy, Beast and Storm. They'd all gotten off the hook this time.

"Oh you know," Jean said as she refilled her coffee cup and glanced at the clock to see how long until next period was to start. "Bumping, grinding, necking, severe cursing, the usual."

"What kind of students we raising here?" Rogue asked with a laugh.

"Who the hell said anything about students?" Jean asked as she leaned against the staff's room's counter. "I'm talking about Logan and Jubilee."

Rogue nearly inhaled her coffee backwards, coughing and laughing at the same time as she burned her mouth. "Sorry." She said to Jean as she almost sprayed her in the face.

"Not a problem" Jean assured her. "And for what it's worth it's true." She shook her head. "Some chaperones they turned out to be. Scott had to talk to them twice about their dancing, after that he just gave up and let them be."

"It's kinda sweet, don't you think." Rogue said. "That they can't keep their hands off each other."

"Well they better enjoy it now before the baby comes." Jean said ruefully. "Because afterwards, they'll be lucky to get anytime alone together."

"Ah think that's why they left for the weekend." Rogue said with a sigh. "To spend some time alone in Las Vegas."

"Speaking of people and their baby's." Rogue said. "Did you and Scott have a romantic night?"

Jean nodded happily. "It was perfect, quiet and romantic, just the way I like it." She took another sip of coffee. "Did you and Gambit have a good night?"

"It was perfect." Rogue said as she raised an eyebrow. "Long and hot, just the way Ah wanted it."

"Oh!" Jean said with a grin. 'So that's why you've got that happy 'I just got laid' look in your eye. You and Gambit are back on track again then?"

"Right where we should be." Rouge said as she thought about how happy she'd been at breakfast that morning, or when he'd walked her to her class afterward. She hadn't been that happy…ever.

"I'm glad." Jean said truthfully. "It took you two long enough to patch things up; I was beginning to think you never would!"

"We're both stubborn." Rogue said with a grin. "Bad for fighting, great for make up sex."

"That was more information then I needed to know." Jean said as she made a face at her best friend.

"Probably." Rogue said with a laugh as Scott and Remy came into the room.

"Coffee." Scott said with a wince as he made a beeline for the coffee pot.

"Poor baby." Jean said tenderly as she leaned her head against his shoulder. "Head still bothering you from last night huh?"

"Dances do nothing for me." He muttered as he popped the aspirin Jean handed him.

"You go clubbing all the time." Rogue pointed out.

"Yeah but that's not as bad as school dances," he said as he rubbed his eyes with his fingers. "Trust me, I know."

"And we've still got the field trip to go on this afternoon." Jean said sympathicly. "We could tell the kid's we're going to reschedule?"

"Because of a headache?' Scott said "Do you how long the science kids have been waiting to this nature reserve. I wouldn't do that for anything."

"You're a good man Scott Summers." Jean said with a sigh as she linked her arm though his. "We'd better start rounding them up then, if we want to be their on time."

"You get then and the rest of the teachers going, I'll get the bus." He said, giving her a kiss on he headed for the door.

"Right." Jean said, returning it. "I'll see you guys later."

"See you." Rogue and Remy chorused.

And Rogue?

Yes Jean?

I know what you've been fantasizing about all week.

So?"

Rogue could almost see Jean smiling in her head, as she sorted through the images she's accidentally picked up from Rogue's mind that day.

So I have five words for you… Logan's office…desk…left bottom drawer.

That's six words Sugah.

Close… Enough… have a nice afternoon at my expense.

Rogue raised an eyebrow as she slid closer to Remy and put her arms around him possessively.

Ah owe you one Sugah.

Take the chaperoning duties at the next school dance and we'll call it even.

Done.

Good, see you later… and have fun!

Oh Ah plan on it.

Without another thought or word Jean left the room, leaving a behind a mischievously scheming Rogue.

Once she was gone, Remy slipped Rogue's coffee mug from her hands and refilled it then he kissed her quickly, brushing his lips against hers before her powers had a chance to register.

"Getting bold Cajun." She whispered as she slid her arms around him and leaned into him. "You could get hurt."

"From you?" He said with a laugh. "Never."

"You like to play your cards like that huh?" She said.

"Remy'll always bet on you chere, no matter how da cards be stacked." He said warmly. "Never forget that."

"So what do you want to do this afternoon?" She asked. "Classes are cancelled due to the trip, it's a free day. Most of the students are on the field trip, and the others opted to go with Storm into town to do some shopping."

"We're on our own den?" He asked as he leaned her into him.

"Almost totally." She breathed. "The Professor's here but he's tied up, bringing a new part of Cerebro on line."

"Are you thinking the same thing Remy's thinking?' he asked as he held her close.

"Ah… think …o." She whispered, taking his hand and placing it under her shirt, revealing the ultra sheer body stocking she was wearing underneath…just in case. Leaning in close she relayed what Jean had told her before she left and then she proceeded to tell him exactly what fantasy's she had playing in her head.

Remy cursed loudly in French as he looked down at her through glazed red eyes. "Let's go." He said, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her along.

"It'll be locked Cajun." She said as she struggled to keep up.

"Remy don't care, I'll break down the damn door if I have too!" He said and suddenly they were off, heading at a run for the lower corridor by the gym where Wolverine's office was, laughing happily as they went.

"ARRRGH!"

"Logan wake up!"

With a snort, Logan sat up farther in his seat, vaguely aware but not really caring that the other passengers on the plane were staring at him from where he was seated by the window.

"Are you alright baby?" Jubilee asked, tossing down her magazine and staring at him in concern over her sunglasses.

"Yeah Darlin, don't worry." Logan said as he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Bad dream?" Jubilee said, laying her head on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I guess." He said with a sigh. "It was the damnedst thing, I had the worst sensation that something was going horribly… wrong at home but that there was no way I could stop it."

"That's kind of silly." Jubilee agreed. "Wouldn't Xavier tell you mentally if something was wrong?"

"That's true." Logan said. "But maybe we should call home when we get to the hotel…just to make sure everything's all right."

"If you want to.' Jubilee said, patting his arm as he picked her magazine up " but I'm sure everything is all right and even if it wasn't, we're only going to be gone two days, what damaging things could possible happen in that time?"

"Keys?"

"Check!"

"Body stocking?"

"Check!"

"Silk Scarves!"

"Edibles body paint?"

"Check!"

"Condoms?"

"Check, Check, Check, Check, and Check!"

"Right." Remy said with a grin as he closed Logan's office door behind him. "Remy think's we're all set."

"Ah think we're more then that." She said, grinding against him playfully, feeling how hard he was.

"In dat case…" he said as a boyish grin took over his face and he bolted down the hallway. "Remy'll race you to Rosie!!!"

"Oh you little…" She said, taking off after him with a laugh, knowing that when she finally caught up with him, it was going to be well worth the chase.

She wondered when she should tell him about the plane tickets to Paris she'd purchased for them on line while he was picking Logan's office door to get the keys to the Media Room.

They were definitely going to need to put some space between themselves and Logan before he got back.

In fact she wondered if buying a house in France might be a good idea.

Oh well.

It was all worth it.

"There's the media room, catch me if you can chere!"

"You'd better believe it Cajun, and when Ah do your gonna get good and hard."

"Just da way Gambit like it!"

"Me too, baby, me too."

"You know Logan's gonna kill us when he comes home right?"

"Yes but do you do you care?"

"Not one bit Anna as long as I'm with you."

"Aww, that's sweet, now hurry up and get that door unlocked!"

Click

SLAM

Click

"Now, what exactly are you wearing under...under…that?"

"Come here Honey, and Ah'll show you that and much more…"

"Merde!"

THE END

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