This is a series of ROMY one-shots. I'm not done with my other two fics, but J'ai envie de toi will be something I'll keep on as sometimes my ideas can't make it as long fics... I want to someway thank TheRealRogue as once again her work -ROMY one-shots called Bedtime Stores- kind of inspired me to post this. Bold italics are memories and Italics are thoughts.

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It was half past ten and the chilly New York winter was killing him, fuck even with the heat on he was freezing. Damn northeastern coast weather. He missed the south but he missed her much more so winter or not this was the place to be…

Sitting on the edge of the double bed, Remy LeBeau took the phone and dialed a very well known number. He waited for response, begging to hear a friendly voice, although after the last events and the condition in which he left her, he wasn't in very friendly terms with that people.

"Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters." A girl's voice at the other end of the line said.

"Chaton?"

"Oh my God! Gambit?" Katherine Pryde sounded sincerely surprised.

"Allô petite, how are…" but before he could finish she interrupted him.

"Wait a minute ok?" Gambit heard her talking to someone else, who turned out to be Bobby Drake. "Hey, Bobby, I'll take this upstairs."

Remy waited on the line until he noticed the sound of a shutting door.

"Gambit? Are you still there?" Kitty asked.

"Yes I'm."

"I'm sorry, it's just that… well you know." She didn't need to say anything; Remy understood the way things were at the Institute.

"Remy's still not wanted dere."

"Well, it's not exactly like that Gambit, it's just that."

"Je sais petite…"

It was because of Rogue. Because of the way he left her… alone and brokenhearted.

"And… like how are you? Where are you?" Kitty asked after an uncomfortable silence.

"I'm here, in New York."

"Really? Where?"

"Un petit hotel… 465 Central Park West."

"And, are you like thinking about coming to the Institute?"

"Is she dere?"

"No."

"Den non…"

Uncomfortable silence again.

"Don't you want to know where she is?" Kitty finally asked.

"Oui."

"Jeez Gambit… I'm sorry she made me swear I'd not tell you. I promised not to."

Remy didn't say a word, which really made Kitty feel sad. She cared about them both and although Rogue never told her exactly what happened, she still believed in them.

"She's been gone for a while." Kitty said, "My God Gambit, what the hell happened? She left without saying a word, not even to Logan or me. She was clearly upset and…" Kitty took a deep breathe, Gambit could swear she even sighed, "I've never seen her that sad. You could see the rings under her eyes, she cried her eyes out."

"It's hard to say petite… and painful as hell. Please I know I don't deserve it, but I need to know where she is."

"I made a promise…" Remy felt his heart being ripped out of his chest, "but she never told me anything about her cell phone number." Kitty giggled and a faint glimmer of a smile lightened his face as he took a notepad to write the number; after all there might be hope for them.

"Merci chaton… How can I ever repay y' for dis?"

"Just find her Gambit, find her and get her back…"

She's been gone for a while. My God Gambit, what the hell happened?

He knew why she left without saying a word. It was because of him… it was his entire fault. She's been nothing but sincere and instead of giving her his support he just panicked and left her behind, alone, confused, upset and, pregnant

How could he? A question he asked him day after day, and yet the only answer he could find was, his cowardice and his fear. But for the fear of what, of commitment, of being loved? What a stupid thing, he cared for her more than anything in the world. How could he have been so stupid? He needed her; he wanted her…

Nervous as a teenager, Remy LeBeau picked the phone and dialed the number Kitty gave him. The phone rang with no answer (four rings), Remy was getting worried, so he hung up and tried again. For a few moments the phone rang again with no answer before it was picked up and a thick south accent came through it.

"Hello." The mere sound of her voice made him realize how much he missed her. How empty-hearted he felt at night without her presence. It was she who somehow knew him best… and yet he ran away from her.

"Chère?"

Rogue froze. His voice sent shivers down her spine as a bunch of memories hit her.

"Please don't hang up Rogue, I need to talk to y'."

"What do yah want Remy?" She asked trying to sound rude.

"I want y'…"

Silence.

"Chère?"

"Ah heard yah swamp rat… it's just that, well Ah don't believe yah."

"I mean it Rogue."

"Just like that huh?" She huffed. "What's happened in yah'r pretty life since yah left meh sugah?" She asked sarcastically, her voice was full of hostility.

"Girl, don' y' ever listen?" Remy added calmly. "Wit'out y'… I don't have much of a life."

Silence.

"Please chère, trust m'."

"Ah used to Remy and look where that 'trust' has led us now…"

"Rogue… I'm sorry."

"Do yah really believe that is gonna fix everything?"

"Non, mais I'll do anything it takes to fix it. Rogue, I've to see y'."

"Yeah right… in yah'r dreams Cajun."

Gambit chuckled, "My dreams… my dreams are a cruel joke Roguey. They taunt m'. Even in my dreams I'm an idiot who knows he's about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep, but I can't."

Silence. She didn't expect that for sure, somehow his cockiness and sense of humor always made her smile. Rogue sighed.

"Ah'm pregnant Remy; do yah realize that? Oh wait yah do, that's why yah left in the first place."

"I wasn't thinking straight Rogue, I was selfish and stupid. But most of all I was afraid." His voice was sincere, and even without seeing him Rogue could tell he's being honest. God knows how much she loved this man and despite everything she knew how far he was willing to go to prove his love... as far as she liked him to.

"Afraid? My Gawd Remy, afraid of what?"

"Dunno… of loving y' mebbe."

"Are yah kidding meh? How could yah ever be afraid of that?"

Silence.

"Gawd Remy, yah know how much Ah loved yah."

"Je sais… and dat's it, I don't know what I did to deserve y' chère… I was afraid of loosing y'." Remy sighed deeply, "and dat's exactly what I did."

Silence.

She wanted to tell him how he hasn't lost her yet and he never would. She wanted to tell him how much she still loved him and how much she needed him beside her. But somehow she didn't.

"How fare along are y' chère?" Remy finally asked.

"About six months." Rogue chuckled "Gawd I can't even see mah own feet. Yah should see meh now… Ah'm a big puffy version of mahself."

"Den let m'Rogue… let m' see y' please."

"Remy, ah…"

"I know I screwed it up before Rogue, mais dere's not'ing in de world I want more dan to be by y'r side."

"Do yah really mean it?"

"Absolutely chère… I love y'."

"Say it again."

"I want to be by y'r side and…"

"No, say meh yah love meh."

"Mon Dieu Rogue I love y'… always had and always will."

Silence.

"It's a boy yah know… Ah just had the ultrasound and the doctor confirmed it." Rogue said caressing her belly.

A baby boy, God he was going to be a father… Remy LeBeau smiled as his red on black eyes became tearful. He loved this woman more than his own life and here she was now making him a father.

"Give m' y'r address chère… I'm coming to y', this time."

Silence.

Every passing second was making him restless yet she didn't say anything. Come on, belle… y'r killin' m' here. Say somethin'… say anit'in', he silently begged. Then Remy heard her sigh, and she finally spoke.

"Got a pen?"

XX

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A/N: The address Remy gave to Kitty, 465 Central Park West, is actually a real little hotel, the Astor on the Park located across the street from Central Park, my best friend and I stayed there a couple of years ago.

J'ai envie de toi is the French title (translation) from a book by roman writer Federico Moccia called Ho voglia di te (got it from french online bookstore) it would be something like I want you, envie - urge or to desire... at least translating it from Italian, please tell me if I'm wrong…

Quotes:

Girl, don' you ever listen? Wit'out you… I don't have much of a life.
From Uncanny X-Men 343.

My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me. Even in my dreams I'm an idiot... who knows he's about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep. But I can't.
From Vanilla Sky.

Come on, belle.. you're killin' me here. Say somethin'… say anit'in', chere.
From X-men 81.

Give me your address. I'm coming to you, this time.
Got a pen?

Russell Hammond and Penny Lane, from Almost Famous (the greatest movie on Earth!!)