A/N: OMG! I can't believe how long it's been since my last update. I am so so very sorry. To all my faithful reviewers I must say ah heartfelt sorry. Things have been ridiculously crazy with me lately; and I'm not even sure I'll be able to continue writing on a regular basis, but you have my promise that I will continue to try. So, after so long, here's the next chapter.

Chapter 15 – R.O.G.U.E.

Her name was just one word.

But it meant the world to him. His throat closed up, and believing that he was perhaps dreaming once again, he pinched himself.

No'; this was real.

He'd bloody found her. His heart pounded in excitement.

But then his eyes fell on the words below her picture.

MISSING! If you have any information on this woman, please contact anyone at the Xavier's School for the Gifted at…..

"Fuck! De Cherie's ah Geek!" he thought.

But as he pondered it, he realized that it didn't matter. He was closer to finding her than he was before; and now he knew that he wasn't going fucking crazy.

"So if she's a geek, means that the matchstick would know her," he thought.

Picking up the phone his cell phone he dialed the prick's number.

"Who the fuck is this?!" came the angry response.

"Dis be Gambit, boy, and de matchstick better watch his tongue before de Remy feeds it ta ya!"

"It's fucking two o'clock in the fucking morning, Gambit. The world better be in mass chaos, or I will fucking kill you!"

"De Remy has ah question ta ask ya."

Sighing, Pyro flipped back the covers and strolled naked into the bathroom.

"Since it seems that this can't possibly wait; ask away Gambit."

"How well do ya know de Rogue?"

Pyro paused in mid-stride. "Why the fuck you want to know about Rogue?" he growled.

Remy frowned at the aggressive tone of the hothead. He could have sworn he heard a note of possessiveness in the boy's tone. And regret, as well. And that note had his own possessiveness surging forward. De goddess was HIS. And she was his ALONE.

"Jus' asking ah question, matchstick. Goin' ta answer it?" Gambit growled back.

"If you've set your eyes on her, Remy, you swamp rat, you're going to find out how much of a hothead I really am!"

Those words sucker punched him in the gut.

"Wha' de fuck dat mean?"

"It means that Rogue's got too much to worry about ta' have some low down belly dragging snake sniffing after her. And she's the one thing I actually missed from Xavier… she's the one thing that I will look out for, after myself."

"If de Remy didna know better, de Remy would say dat ya sound like ah man in love there, John," Gambit remarked.

Silence greeted him.

"Fuck! De Pyro is in love! Well fuck me!"

"I'd rather not," came the dry comeback. John sighed again. "Why are you interested in her Remy? She's not even your type of girl."

"Since when does de Remy have ah type?" Gambit joked.

John gave a wry chuckle. "True… But really, Remy, why?"

It was Gambit's time to sigh. "'Member when de Remy told ya that the month's memory of de Remy's vacation didna feel right?"

"I remember. Though how you can think so is beyond me. You told me that all you remember doing was fucking, drinking, gambling and sleeping. And as I recall your gambling earnings came in excess of a million. What's wrong with that picture, I have no fucking idea!"

"Ya wouldn't. But da memories didna feel right. An' every night since, de Gambit been wakin' from ah dream tha' he can't remember, but da picture of ah goddess with black an' white hair, front an' center in de Remy's mind. It's been frustratin' de hell out of de Remy, 'cause ah know dere's somethin' important de Remy's s'posed to remember."

"Ah fuck, man!"

"Yeah, dat's exactly how de Remy be feeling. So wha' can ya tell de Gambit ta find his Goddess?"

"That if you want trouble; you goddamned chose the right girl to find it with… Rogue's been missing for over two months now. And it seems that the resident Wolverine has finally pulled his head out of his ass and made a claim on the girl. 'Bout damn time too."

"So de Wolverine, he love de Rogue?"

"Yeah. And she has loved him since he first saved her almost six years ago. He just didn't see it till too late."

"But de Remy thought that you loved the chere?"

"Remy, my friend, that is one woman that has a host of unrequited lovers, but the only one she has eyes for is Logan, and we all know it. And it's best that you realize it too. It'll save you a whole lot of heartache."

And with that Pyro hung up.

He sighed. "Rogue, I hope you're well, darling. As much as a worthless dog I am, you saw worth in me and for that I'm eternally grateful. And why I actually pray that we'll be able to find you before it's too late."