"Mommy?" Oliver asked looking up at Gambit with his big blue and black eyes; It was Oliver's fourth birthday and there daughter Rebekah was only one and a half, so they were in the yard of the mansion celebrating.

"I don't know where she ran off to fils (son), can't have her missin de cake, let go find ma femme." (my wife) Gambit offered scooping Oliver up onto his shoulders to bring him inside.

"Hello." A small familiar blond woman said as she walked in the door looking a little sickly, I smiled not sure why seeing her made me uncomfortable.

"Hey sugar, the parties out back." I told her hoping she would leave me be, I had only come inside to get the candles.

"You don't even remember me do you?" She growled, that got my attention right quick; I set the candles down looking her over carefully.

"Clair?" I gasped, she was the voice that had haunted my mind for days before Xavier had blocked it out, he'd told me when I lost my powers she had been wiped out of my head completely. She smiled wickedly holding something behind her back.

"Oh good you do remember the woman you nearly killed, I was trapped in your head for what felt like forever. When I woke up my husband had left me for another woman, he took our kids. You stole everything from me!" She yelled, Gambit set Oliver down quietly telling him to wait there as he tiptoed towards whoever was yelling.

"I didn't mean to hurt you sugar, I couldn't control my power, that's why I didn't want to touch you. I'm so sorry." I told her, she shook her head glaring at me.

"Sorry?! Sorry! I lost everything, you have to pay for what you did!" She screamed whipping a gun out from behind her back. I heard the shot ring out and Gambit tackled me to the ground, I could hear Logan grabbing Clair, but I didn't care. I rolled him over as he clutched his chest blood spilling through his fingers onto the crisp clean tile of the floor.

"Gambit, someone please, help! Help him!" I screamed feeling helpless, but Jean and Scott were on there honeymoon, and Xavier and MaCoy had gone on some mission leaving them without a medically trained person in the building.

"Please Gambit, don't leave me!" I pleaded holding him close to me, he smiled weakly up at me.

"I love you Cher." He whispered kissing my hand, I cried openly feeling helpless and pathetic, I had to save him, but there was nothing I could do.

"Daddy?" Oliver asked coming over to us looking scared, Gambit smiled over at our son then fell limp in my arms.

"Daddy?" Oliver pleaded wrapping his little hand around Gambits large blood coated fingers and shaking him.

"Oli, sweety, he's not..." I couldn't make myself finish my sentence I wouldn't, no I couldn't tell him he was dead.

"Daddy!" He said in a more panicked voice tugging on Gambits limp arm, I cried falling into his chest pleading for something to save him.

"Daddy!" Oliver screamed his eyes flashing blindingly bright blue the light flowing through Oliver into Gambit. Gambit's eyes fluttered open as the light faded, his bullet wound gone, but still stained with blood.

"Hey cher, fils, don't cry for Gambit." He whispered, sitting up enough to get tackled back to the ground by me and Oliver hugging him desperately.

"Gambit, you swamp rat I thought I'd lost you, don't ever scare me like that again!" I shouted tears streaming down my cheeks.

"I tought I was cher, what happened?" Gambit asked sitting up with us, I smiled over at Oliver pulling him into a hug.

"Oli saved you, he used his power, and he brought you back." I told him, he smiled hugging the both of us close to his blood soaked chest.

"I'll never leave you cher, you're my family, my world, the three of you." He whispered, the rest of the x-men gathered around them and heard the story. Oliver started training as soon as Xavier got back, and as Beka grew up she turned out to have a power much like gambit's, she was always daddy's little girl, they both had a streak of white in there hair and the same straight chocolate brown as there father.

They grew up loved and even seventy years later Gambit and I held hands as we walked the halls of the Xavier institute for gifted children. Even though they fought with the same passion they loved with, they really did live happily ever after.