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The long awaited sequel!

It Begins in Heaven: Part 3 Reunited.

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Chapter 1 Is it Really You?

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Remy looked at the young woman before her and knew that he'd seen her somewhere before. Rogue, from the TV but is it really Marie. "Marie..." He stated lightly, afraid if he let his voice get any louder that it'd spoil the moment.

"Remy." She said back. "Is it really yah?" Her eyes brightened. "Ah've been lookin' fo' yah since Ah was old enough ta know."

"Moi aussi chere. Moi aussi." He replied. "Dieu I've missed y' so much."

Startled at her sudden movement he took a step back. She was reaching for his face and he sighed and relaxed. He felt his sunglasses come off his face and saw his eyes reflected in hers. "It is yah!" Soon he felt the wind knocked out of him as he was quickly brought into her crushing embrace.

"Chere..." He choked out. "As much...as Remy likes dis...Remy needs t' breat'..."

"Oh! I'm sorry sugah." She apologized. "It's jus' thaht it's been too long."

"Remy knows." He sighed. "We got a lotta catchin' up t' do mon amour." He pulled her into the booth next to him. "Been runnin' roun' de U.S. lookin' fo' y' femme. Not gonna lose y' now."

He lent up to kiss her but she placed a gloved hand against his lips. "Sorry sugah. Ah can' do thaht. Ah don' wanna hur' y'."

"Quoi?" Remy was struck dumb. "Wut y' mean chere?"

Marie's head hung low. "Ah coul' kill yah sugah. It's mah powahs. They keep meh from touchin' people. Ah killed mah bes' friend by accident when they manifested. Don' wanna hurt y'."

He looked into her eyes. "Remy understands chere, but he's got energy to spare." Smiling he pulled out some cards and charged them. "See...Remy's full o' energy."

"Cocky...it'll get'cha inta trouble."

"Been dere, done dat." He sighed. "I jus' missed y'..."

"Ah know..." She hugged him. "An' Ah missed y'."

"Remy was in Mississippi lookin' fo' y'. Texas, Kansas...den he got dragged back t' New Orleans. Y' gonna be ashamed o' moi. Remy had t' be a t'ief in dis life."

"Ah was a terrorist." She sighed. "So don' feel s' bad. Mah firs' life, an' Ah got adopted inta a family o' terrorists."

"Well, at leas' we know we got screwed up. Me got adopted inta t'ieves, y' terrorists. We bot' mutants too."

"Yep."

He twisted her white stripe around his fingers. "See dat dis stayed wid y'. I tink it's sexy."

"Really?"

"Oui...can' y' tell?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Mon Dieu..." He whimpered as she rolled over him. "See we jus' got back t'get'er an' y' wanna jump on ol' Remy."

"Maybeh, maybeh not." She smiled. "Besides, Ah can' anyway."

"Don' worry chere...now dat I be here...I'll help y'." He took her gloved hand in his and kissed the knuckles. "Remy'll help any way dat he can. No matter what..."

"Ah love yah."

"Marie, Remy never stopped lovin' y'." He smiled and placed another kiss on her covered knuckles, then one into her palm. "An' I promise dat I'll help y' fix dis."