Chapter 6: Love
Among those whom I like or admire,
I can find no common denominator,
but among those whom I love, I can.
All of them make me laugh.
- W.H. Auden
"Ah love yah so much (sniffle)."
Wrapped in the warmth of his arms, Rogue had been sobbing
tears of sorrow and happiness into his chest for well over
an hour, ever since they'd started this discussion. Sometimes
she finally seemed to be all cried out but would suddenly
began bawling and clutching him again for what appeared to
him to be no good reason.
It was one of the happiest moments of his life. He wished
it would never end.
Note: Oh an' while I'm askin dumb male-type questions,
God, why is it dat women can cry at de drop o' a hat but never
"Uh, (sniffle), yah gonna need tah wash this shirt,
She hiccuped. He laughed.
"What? Wash dis shirt? It be a memento o' one of de
happiest moments o' my life. May be I could be havin it bronzed?"
She laughed too.
"As Jubilee would say 'That's gross'."
"Love is blind."
"It ain't that blind. If yah don' wash it, ah most certainly
"Well, what evah ya want p'tite. Ya wish is my command."
She giggled happily clutching him tighter as he chuckled.
"Darn well bettah be shugah. Yah jus bettah be rememberin
who's man yah are. Ah got an image tah protect."
"Ya mean dat image o' you wit ya skirt halfway up ya
cute li'l rear?"
Looking down, Rogue pulled back and blushed. Sitting on the
bed, absorbed in more important things, the bottom of the
dress had worked its way toward her waist. You could most
certainly see the edge of her panties. She jumped up and started
tugging the dress down.
"Ah hate this dress."
Remy, on the other hand, was beginning to have great affection
for the particular dress in question.
She smoothed it out and wiped at her eyes as he stood up
and pulled off the damp t-shirt to change it.
She blushed again and leered at him.
"Hey, no peakin at de merchandise, chere. I be seein
dogs look at pork chops wit less slobber."
She stuck out her tongue at him and struck an indignant pose.
"Y'all wish. Sides, if yah can ogle mah butt, ah can
ogle yah body."
He pulled on another shirt and grinned wickedly at her.
"Trust me, chere. I have a list o' much better t'ings
for ya ta do wit my body sides ogle it ... Perhaps ya'd like
ta schedule some time ta try a few? I might be able ta ..
slide ya in"
He smirked as he gracefully pulled on a pair of leather gloves.
Rogue turned two shades of red, but sniffed.
"Don' ya evah give up?"
"Don' know de meanin o' de words."
He slid up to her and wrapped her in his arms.
"Ah'm glad." she smiled.
He hugged her and she moved in his embrace to look out the
"Looks like thah rain is mellowin out, shugah. Thah
thunder an' lightning have moved on. Now it's jus ah cleansing
rain. Maybe we'll have sunshine soon."
"I already do."
"It's sincere, p'tite. Ya bring ah brightness to my
"An you, mine. Ah don' know how ah thought ah could
evah be happy witout you. Ah owe Bishop one. He helped me
see what ah really wanted. Yah think he'd get all embarrassed
if ah hug him?"
"Probably. O'course I could be takin his place tah save
him de embarrassment."
"Letch." She turned to look at him shaking her
He got that 'I am not (most of the time),' innocent look
on his face, and she smiled.
"An ah love that letch."
He grinned but looked nervous.
"I've missed you so much chere."
She heard the faraway pain there and pulled him even closer.
"So Bobby tol me."
"Mmmm. Along wit all mah othah travelin this mornin,
ah flew out tah see him an' his daddy. Ah shoulda been theah
at thah hospital. He's mah friend too an' ah ignored him cause
ah was too wrapped up in mah self an' mah problems. Thank
goodness his daddy's doin much bettah. He even apologized
tah me bout what he said last time we met. Ah think he an'
Bobby are startin' tah come tahgether."
"Yeah, it is. Only now he's startin tah match make foah
Bobby. Ah had tah tell him yah were mah guy tah get him tah
let up. He said 'well seein it was you' ... Ah think Mr. Drake
likes you .... Speakin o' which, Bobby said tah say 'thank
"Thank you? For what?"
"Foah bein theah. He said he tol Storm, but in thah
crisis, he forgot tah tell you. Ah think yah winnin him ovah
too. He told me he was sorry foah some o' the things he's
said bout you. That you were theah when he really needed ah
Remy shrugged feeling uncomfortable.
"Jus bein a teammate."
Rogue lifted tear filled eyes at him tightening her grip
on his shirt.
"Shugah, don' put yahself down. I know bettah than anybody
how much yah doubt yahself, but you listen tah me. Yah are
ah good person. Yah've made mistakes. We all have. Storm,
Wolverine, me ... Especially me. Ah truly didn't want tah
hurt Ms. Marvel but ah did. Ah nevah wanted tah kill Dazzler
like ah said. Ah was doin what momma wanted, protectin mah
family, an' tryin ta beat an' scare thah othath side so much
they'd quit. Ah know ah acted tough, smart mouth an' all,
but ah was scared tah death. I mainly absorbed powers tah
protect mahself. Ah use tah throw up aftah each skirmish."
"Even Scott ain't thah saint everybody acts like he
is. He didn't have the gumption tah break it off clean an'
right wit Madelyn. Look at all thah pain that's caused. Yah
did bettah by Belladonna."
"So ah don' believe yah meant tah cause whatever hurt
yah did. Cause if yah meant to, why are yah so guilty bout
it? Magneto didn't care who he hurt when he blacked out thah
world. Babies in incubators died cause they didn't have power
an' that was jus too bad. Thah cause was more important. That
was thah price they had tah pay foah bein in his way. He knew
what he was doin an' didn't care."
"So maybe yah were wrong, maybe yah were selfish or
foolish foah a moment or protectin yah own, but ah don' believe
yah didn't truly care."
"Ah also know not meanin to don' make someone less responsible,
but yah owe yah apologies an' penance to tah people yah've
hurt, not me. Yah've nevah not been theah for me. Y'all are
the best thing that evah happen to this southern gal."
"Ah can't forgive yah sins Remy. It's not mah right.
Nuthin can bring back someone lost. But maybe you'll, we'll
get thah chance tah help, or pay back in some small way thah
people we've hurt. All we can do is try an' remember ...,
but ah can let yah know that yah aren't thah monster yah think
yah are. From thah moment we met, if ah jus needed ah shoulder
tah cry on, someone tah scream at, ah person tah laugh wit,
yah've been theah. Yah were theah for Storm. Yah've gone tah
help yah family ovah an' ovah when they've shown they wouldn't
do thah same foah you. Yah were theah for Bobby, foah Bishop,
even foah Joseph when he was hurtin durin Onslaught. Remy,
yah are ah darn good friend."
It didn't seem enough to him.
"Don' mean much when ya can't help or fix things."
She smiled but a tear rolled down her face. She took his
hands in hers and squeezed them.
"Yah are wrong, lovah. It means a lot. Bein ah good
friend ain't about blowin in an' simply fixin somethin cause
yah can. If someone runs out an' pushes a kid out o' thah
way o' a speedin car, he's a hero, right? He risked his life
foah someone else. Not everybody would do that. But what if
he failed? They both got killed or somethin? Was he any less
heroic? An what about when yah know yah can't change what
is at all? Do you desert yah friends ta be alone wit theah
pain? It takes a lot o' guts tah stand by and be supportive
when someone else is hurtin an' theah ain't nuthin yah can
do tah change that."
"Marriage vows say bettah or worse. Well, that's what
true friendship is too. If yah only ah friend durin thah good
times. If yah only theah when it's easy, yah really ain't
ah friend. Friendship is abut bein theah whether yah can fix
it or not. It takes ah lot more strength of character tah
be by someone's side when things ain't going right than it
does tah be theah cause yah know yah can make it bettah. Yah've
done that more times than ah can count foah me. It'd didn't
matter how tough it got, an' ah know ah've hurt you, but yah
didn't give up on me. Yah are the best friend ah've evah had."
"True love is built on friendship not jus attraction,
on commitment not lust. Ah forgot that. Ah want tah be theah
foah you too, Remy. Ah want us tah try. Ah've found that true
love of mah life, an' what we have is bettah than anythin
someone could jus grace me wit. We'll deal wit thah rest an'
find a way tah make it work, tahgether. Yah don' have tah
carry thah whole load anymore. We're partners ... Ah mean,
if yah want tah be."
He smiled at her innocent dimples, and kissed her gloved
"Very much, chere. I be searchin all my life for a place
ta fit in. Some one ta be wit. Ya everythin I ever wanted
chere. Intelligent, passionate, caring. I want more dan anythin
ta be wit you. Sides," he smirked. "Pushy broads
turn me on."
That got the right reaction.
"Pushy broads? ...... Ah ... am ... not ... ah ... pushy
broad ... ... ... .... Am ah?"
His eyes only sparkled in response. She tried to snarl but
only managed a giggle.
"Well, um, yah can't tell anyone else though. Ah don'
like thah initials. Bobby'll be callin me ah 'perfect bitch'
in no time."
"Not through a fat lip he won'."
"Oooo. Mah hero."
They laughed holding each other as much as they dared to.
Her power still a stone between them but now they carried
"Remy, ah tol yah ah'd been thinkin a lot bout what
ah want in mah life. Where an' who ah want tah be. Most of
all, ah wanted tah try tah work things out between us, tah
start ovah. But besides coming heah tell yah how ah felt,
theah was somethin else ah came tah tell yah .... Ah'm movin
His body went numb. He knew this was too good to be true.
"Ya ... leavin de X-Men?... But ..."
"Shhh. Please listen first. Ah'm not leavin you, or
even thah X-Men ...completely. But ah am leavin thah mansion.
Ah realized while ah was away, ah don' have any normal friends.
Ah dream of ah normal life but don' know what that is. Y'all
have friends outside thah mansion, but ah've nevah had any."
"I wouldn' be callin most o' my friends de normal upstandin
"No, ah don' suppose so, but yah've still had ah life
outside ah heah. Remy, if ah asked yah who yah are, what would
"Dunno ... Remy LeBeau, son o' Jean-Luc, t'ief, gambler,
mutant, X- Man,... de man who's hopelessly in love wit Rogue."
"Gawd, y'all are awful. But see, bein ah mutant doesn't
totally define yah. If ah asked Hank thah same thing, he'd
say Doctor, etc. like you, but Cyclops would jus say mutant,
leader ah thah X-Men. Ah don' want that. How can ah espouse
cooperation between humans and mutants when ah don' even really
have any human friends. Thah Professah worked wit humans.
Hank has lots ah science buddies. Wolverine has othah friends.
You do too. Ah need that as well. Ah don' want thah t'ink
ah mahself as jus ah mutant anymore but as ah human being
who jus happens tah be ah mutant too. It's one ah my big gripes
about this place. We've got tah be accepted as people, friends
"Ah got mah degree in humanities, human relations, an'
history. Maybe ah could be ah teacher, or public relations
person or somethin."
"So ya leavin."
"Not leavin really, jus not livin heah. Ah still plan
tah work wit thah X-Men. Wolverine's goin tah do thah same.
He tol me thah othah day. Get ah place near heah an' ah job.
Have ah life."
She gave him a shy smile.
"Well... Seein as we were talkin bout ah commitment
tah us ah few minutes ah-go, ah kinda thought... maybe ...
well,.. yah might wanna come live wit me. Yah can still work
full time wit thah X-Men if yah want o'course."
Remy's eyes sparkled, and he got that smirk she loved so.
"Let me get dis straight p'tite. Are ya askin me ta
move in wit ya?"
His face switched to the most innocent of expressions.
"I don' know chere. I mean, what would my pere t'ink?
Me living wit a women like a common Lothario. What about my
She looked at his sparkling eyes and started laughing. She
pushed his shoulder enough to make him sway.
"Yoah reputation? Get outta heah! Yah daddy'll probably
think yah finally came to yah senses, yah big swamp rat. An'
ah'm thah one who needs tah worry bout mah reputation, livin
wit ah man like yah"
He really smirked now.
"Still chere. All alone under one roof? No Cyke tah
chaperone us? Ya could be takin advantage o' poor li'l me.
Do all kinda o' naughty things ta me I ain't never dreamed
She rolled her eyes and smirked at him with an "oh please"
look. Then they both started laughing.
"Ok. Who'm I kiddin. Dere ain't no things like dat I
have dreamed of. But seriously sweet, ya really want ta do
"Yes ah do. Ah need tah do this. Do yah... want tah
"Never should be any doubt, chere. I'd go to de ends
o' de earth wit ya. Down de road a ways hardly seems like
a lot ta ask. Sides we said we were startin over, committin
ta each other. Might as well go all de way an' jump in head
first. I love you, Rogue. I want my life ta be wit you."
"An ah want tah be wit you, shugah."
She cuddled in his arms.
"Ah want ah real dog."
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