A/N: My computer hates me so I can't do individual thank you's. But thanks to all the reviewers. Also, special thanks to my beta. Without you this story would still be a one-shot. *Chapter edited, grammer mistakes have been pointing out to me, thanks.*

Last chapter so enjoy.


Shadows fill an empty heart

As love is fading,

From all the things that we are

But are not saying.

Can we see beyond the stars

And make it to the dawn?

Once they touched the ground Rogue was rushed to the med lab. She'd fallen unconscious half an hour ago which the professor indicated was not a good sign. Hank began to work on her immediately, asking Logan to forcefully remove Remy, as the med lab was crowded. The professor stayed by Rogue's head trying to calm her mind. Remy paced anxiously outside the doors while Logan merely leaned casually against the wall. Their watches were the only sound, the constant tick-tick becoming irritating, Remy soon charging his own and then taking the charge away just to let off some energy. Storm walked by and peered into the med lab. He heard her sigh before pulling her head out and standing next to Logan.

"Scott's been dropped off at a center for mentally unstable mutants. They fitted him with a power suppressing collar. Jean's with him," Storm said.

"She can't still want 'im."

"It's not a question of want Remy. It's the fact that no matter what she still loves him."

"Will he ever come back?" asked Logan.

"Who knows? Scott, our Scott, is still in there somewhere."

"If he does, Rogue and I won't be here."

"We don't expect you to stay forever."

Remy nodded and pushed the med lab doors open. The professor nodded in his direction and Hank put a chair next to Rogue's bed.

"She's stable. So is the baby. Excuse me."

Hank picked up his chart and headed out. Remy took Rogue's hand in his and gently kissed her knuckles. She suddenly looked so small.

"Professor?"

"The drug is affecting her memories. She's becoming trapped in her own mind. I want to send you in, to guide her. Without all the personalities in her head, she's having trouble remembering what's real."

"I'll do it."

The professor nodded and Remy moved the shields in his head. There was a slight floating sensation before he fell asleep in his chair.

Change the colors of the sky.

And open up to

The ways you made me feel alive,

The ways I loved you.

For all the things that never died,

To make it through the night,

Love will find you.

Remy looked around the empty vast plain. His gaze stopped as he noticed the figure approaching him.

"Chere?"

She stopped and titled her head. He noticed that there was a small smile on her face.

"Smoldering red stars on a canvas of black," she pointed up. "Yer eyes are like the sky."

He looked up and was shocked. The sky was indeed a deep black with crimson stars twinkling around. He felt a hand on his face.

"Who are ya?" she whispered.

"Y' don't remember?"

"Ah can't find my memories."

"Then I'll 'elp y'."

"Okay."

He smiled and took her hand. They walked through the vast emptiness in silence. He felt at peace just walking next to her. Even though she had no idea who he was, the sky showed that on some level she remembered him. He noticed things were starting to change. The grass changed and the sky became a perfect blue. He could hear laughter in the distance. Rogue suddenly stopped and shook her head.

"This isn't the way."

"Isn't dat y'?"

Remy pointed to a little auburn haired girl playing on a swing. Rogue nodded but still pulled him in the other direction.

"Ah have my childhood memories. Ah don't want ta relive those. Ah want…"

She stopped and looked up at the sky. It changed to a dark black, smoke billowing everywhere. Remy noticed it was the same as the night they first met. He smiled and sat on the ground. She frowned then sat opposite him.

"Y' want t' remember me, Chere?"

"More than anythin'."

He nodded and pulled a deck from his pocket. He shuffled them and put down the Five of Spades.

"Spades are the swords of a soldier," she whispered.

"Well done Chere. Logan, Stormy, Xavier, Hank and Kitty. All dere t' protect y'."

"Ah know."

He shuffled and drew the next card. He then put down the Three of Clubs.

"Clubs, weapons of war," she responded.

He nodded.

"Bad things come in three's. It's over. Nothing bad gonna happen ever again."

She stayed silent this time. He put down the next card.

"Two of Diamonds."

"Diamonds mean money. Oh, we met in a casino twice."

He chuckled and shook his head.

"Dey say diamonds mean money but t' me it's de Two of Diamonds f'r de two most precious t'ings in my life. Y' and our child."

"Ah didn't have any hearts in my deck when we first met."

"Oui."

She laughed and leaned back, closing her eyes.

"Ya told meh everyone needed a heart. Ah remember," she whispered.

He pulled out the right card and handed it to her. She smiled when she saw it.

"Queen of Hearts."

He nodded and then stood up. She stood too and looked at the sky again. It was a playful orange.

"Take meh away Remy."

"Anywhere y' want, Chere. Just say de word."

She smiled and started walking. He took a deep breath before following her. The sky stayed orange like a burning fire.

"Ya never give up, do ya?"

"Quoi?"

"Ah remember telling ya ta stay away from skin, but the moment Ah had a nightmare ya were right there beside meh."

"I was never afraid, petite."

"Ah'm glad ya weren't. Yer different but like ya said, the world would be a boring place—"

"—if we were all de same. I meant dat."

She nodded and they walked on. He watched how she would look at the sky and smile. Sometimes she would frown and look at the ground. Suddenly she stopped and showed him the Queen of Hearts she'd been carrying in her hand.

"Did ya mean this?"

He didn't even have to read the small words that had suddenly appeared on the card. He simply nodded. This was her mind so since the words 'Je t'aime mon Chere' had appeared on the card, it meant she was remembering.

"So ya love meh?"

"In more ways dan one," he whispered.

The sky became a pitch black plunging her mind into darkness. It was only thanks to his eyes that he could still make out her shape.

"Marie?"

"This is what it was like, when ya first left. Yer psyche was the only one that could see. There was no light. Ah was so ashamed then—"

" I'm—"

"No! Please, Ah'm not telling ya this to push ya away. Ah'm just showing ya what Ah'm remembering."

"Chere, de way y' feel about me…"

"Memories and feelings are different. Let's not do that now."

He nodded and waited for her to continue.

"But ya came back. My best birthday ever. Ya called yerself selfish, fo' coming back ta meh but Ah think it was very unselfish. Ya sacrificed a life without pain for all this torment."

"I'd do it all over again f'r y'."

The sky burst with red. Rogue gasped and ran into his arms. He sighed knowing where they were now.

"Scott?" he asked.

He felt her nod and she let out a small cry as the angry red of the sky intensified.

"He was always so angry. So full of hate."

"Try not t' remember 'im, remember when y' found out y' were pregnant?"

She looked at him and he kissed her forehead. She smiled and the sky turned back to a light blue shade.

"Ah feel empty when yer not near meh." She took his hand and kissed his knuckles. "Did ya know?"

He shook his head.

"Ah remember ya. Remy Ettiene LeBeau. But ya have ta go now. Love will find ya. Don't worry."

He nodded and soon she was slipping away until he was crowded by darkness again.

What about now?

What about today?

What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?

What if our love never went away?

What if it's lost behind words we could never find?

Baby, before it's too late,

What about now?

She woke up with her head pounding. Remy was seated next to her and the professor behind her. She turned her head to the ultrasound.

"Everything okay?" she asked.

"The baby is fine."

"Good."

She kept her gaze away from Remy. She was so ashamed by what she had done but also terrified that something would break them up forever. Her feelings were also a mess, the Golgotha formula still swimming in her bloodstream. There was something she had to do. It was now or never. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and turned her attention to the professor.

"Storm's preparing the jet. Logan's waiting outside."

She nodded and stood up. She couldn't look at him as she said it.

"Ah'm going ta see Scott. Ah need ta. Ah know that doesn't make sense but it's something that Ah have ta do. But when Ah'm ready, Ah'll come back ta ya. Ah promise."

He didn't say anything as she walked out. Logan was leaning outside the med lab. He wrapped her in a hug when he saw her.

"Almost lost you a second time."

"Ah'm sorry mom," she muttered.

He growled and put an arm around her shoulder, dragging her to the hangar. They climbed on the jet, strapped up and Storm took off. She spent most of the time looking out the window, memories of her and Remy running through her head. A part of her knew that she still didn't trust Remy. The fact stared her in the face after she couldn't believe that the dream wasn't real. That her mind didn't even fight for her memories. She sniffed and clutched her stomach.

"You okay Stripes?"

"No," she whispered.

"Everything's going to be okay. You don't have to do this."

"Actually Ah do."

Logan nodded and turned back to the front. Rogue felt the jet lurch before landing.

"I'll wait here," called Storm.

Rogue stood and headed out the hangar, Logan following. They'd landed on top of the building. Jean was waiting at the fire escape. Rogue ran to the red head and hugged her.

"Ah'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault. I felt Scott's mental break but did nothing. I thought it would pass. It's my fault. And I—"

"No, please. Let's not find somewhere ta put the blame. Ah just…He's fine now, right?"

"Yeah, they put him on some sedatives. He's acting like the old Scott again."

"That's what Ah hoped."

Jean nodded and took Rogue's hand. She led her down the stairs and through the hospital. Finally they came to a passageway. They stopped at a door and Jean opened it up. Scott sat on the bed, legs crossed, his head in his hands. She stepped into the room and Jean entered and closed the door.

"Hi."

"Hey Rogue," he whispered.

"How ya feeling?"

"Extremely guilty."

"Good."

"You know, I never meant to go that far. I just…I really thought I would lose you again. And it tore me apart—"

"Stop, there's nothing ya can say that will make this go away."

"Then why are you here?"

"Ah need ta prove ta myself that Ah'm not afraid of ya. And that Ah feel nothing but pity fo' ya. Ah never want ta see ya again but… Ah want ya ta be happy. And Ah hope ya get better Scott."

He nodded and turned his attention to the window. Rogue turned and moved out the room, Jean following. She headed back up through the fire escape and towards the jet. She stopped at the ramp and turned to Jean.

"Ya take care, Jean."

"You too Rogue."

"It's Marie."

Jean smiled and hugged her. Rogue hugged her back and then headed into the jet. She took her seat beside Logan as Storm took off.

The sun is breaking in your eyes

To start a new day.

This broken heart can still survive

With a touch of your grace.

Shadows fade into the light.

I am by your side,

Where love will find you.

Rogue felt the tension between her and Remy become heavier. They still slept in the same bed and whispered their 'I love you's' before they went to sleep and when they woke up but there was always an awkward silence or two. Rogue spent most of her time in the med lab with Miranda, checking on her baby. She never mentioned the wedding because Remy never mentioned it either. Things were really weird when for three months Remy was in and out of the mansion with Logan because of a rumor that Golgotha was being redistributed. Both men feared that the drug could be reintroduced into the mansion and someone else could go through the hell she was going through. There were faint times when she would shriek as her nightmares became too real and ended up sobbing in Remy's arms. It hurt her to have to look at the fear in his eyes. She felt as if maybe he was scared of her. Sometimes she wondered if maybe he thought that she believed her nightmares.

She sighed and shook those thoughts away. She readjusted the papers in front of her and then leaned over to grab some more slides. She handed them over to Rose who was sitting next to her with a microscope.

"Slide one is metaphase, look for the chromosomes moving towards the centre of the cell. Okay?"

"Okay."

Rogue nodded. She heard the door open and she turned around. She smiled as she saw the young teenage boy.

"Hey Jamie."

"Hi. I need a band-aid. Things got a little rough during gym."

"Okay, no problem."

She headed to one of the cupboards and pulled out some things. She tossed a box of band-aids and antiseptic cream to him.

"Yer old enough now ta do it yerself. No need for a kiss ta make it better."

"Depends where that kiss is."

He wiggled his eyebrows causing Rose to giggle. Rogue sighed and chucked a thermometer at him.

"Get out of here before Ah call Logan."

"Where do you think I got this cut in the first place? I swear it's more battles to the death than gym with him."

"Yeah, Ah remember. Now shoo. Unless ya want ta join biology revision."

"No thanks. I'll pass."

Rogue nodded and waved as Jamie skipped out. She turned back to Rose but suddenly her stomach lurched and there was a splash. Rogue and Rose looked down simultaneously at the water.

"Oh god," whispered Rogue.

She then let out a cry and crashed to her knees, clutching her stomach. Rose finally wakened from her stupor and tore out of the room. Rogue heard her catch up with Jamie. Then he entered the room and pulled her up.

"Rose went to get Hank, and I sent seven clones to find Remy."

Rogue simply nodded as he helped her into the adjoining medical wing. She was helped onto a bed and began taking deep breaths. The pain was unbearable. Soon Hank rushed in looking as white as a sheet, actually a pale blue, muttering into a com-link.

"I'm sorry Rogue. Miranda can't make it."

"Which means?"

"I'm delivering your baby."

"Hank—"

"Not to worry, I'm sure everything will be fine."

Rogue groaned and clutched her stomach tighter. Hank was nodding as he poised himself at her entrance. She looked Jamie and pointed to the door.

"Go."

He nodded and headed out. She lay back and propped herself up with her hands. Until suddenly there was someone behind her, supporting her back. She let her head drop backwards onto his shoulder.

"Remy?"

"I'm here Chere."

"It hurts too much."

"Focus Chere."

She groaned as the pain in her head increased and suddenly she couldn't keep her eyes opened. So she did the most logical thing. She closed her eyes and went to sleep.

What about now?

What about today?

What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?

What if our love never went away?

What if it's lost behind words we could never find?

Baby, before it's too late,

What about now?

She was mildly aware of pain going through her body. It felt like she was trapped beneath the ocean. So she reached with her mind until she broke through the surface, her eyes flying open. The light burned her eyes and she blinked to adjust but she was already aware that it was over.

"Hank?" she croaked.

"I'm over here. Miranda has the baby. She's just running some tests. It's a boy."

Her vision became clear and she was lying down on the bed with Hank working over her. She had a breathing tube in her mouth and Remy hovered over her. She smiled at him and lifted his hand to kiss his knuckles.

"Hank, give us a minute."

Hank nodded and walked out with his charts. She pushed herself up and Remy wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"Easy Chere. Y' just had a C-section."

"Is he okay?"

"He's premature so dere are some complications. But Miranda is sure he'll pull through. Just like y' did."

"Ah wasn't just going ta leave ya."

"Marie—"

"Remy, Ah'm tired of waiting and delaying things. Do ya still want ta marry meh?"

"More dan anything."

"Well, what about now?"

"Now?"

"Ah don't mean this exact moment but maybe in a week?"

"Sounds perfect Chere."

Now that we're here,

Now that we've come this far,

Just hold on.

There is nothing to fear,

For I am right beside you.

For all my life,

I am yours.

"I can't believe this is finally happening!" squealed Kitty.

Rogue smiled, adjusting Matthew in her arms as she reached out to grab Kitty's wrist.

"Kit, stop bouncing. It's making meh dizzy."

"Sorry, so sorry—"

"Pipe down!"

Kitty nodded and mimed zipping her mouth closed. Then she phased through the wall. Storm rolled her eyes and held out her arms. Rogue hesitated for a minute, before handing Matthew over. He was still very tiny and seemed so fragile. Today, as it was her wedding day, would be the first day she wasn't pressed up against him. Ever since Miranda said he was okay, he practically lived in Rogue's arms for the next two weeks. But today was her wedding day, and all her love and devotion had to be turned to the man who patiently waited in the wings by her side. Rogue stood up and checked her dress. Simple, white dress and long white gloves. She wore no veil, not wanting to conceal herself anymore. Logan then came in and held out his arm.

"It's time."

"Let's go papa bear."

She took his arm and he led her out to the gardens of the mansion. The doors opened, a Jamie clone on either side, and she was led to where Remy was waiting. Her heart pounded against her chest with each step she took. From Logan's smirk he could sense her anticipation. Finally she was in front of Remy. Logan kissed her cheek and took his seat. Then Remy took her hand and pulled her close. The minister spoke but the words floated by her as she was lost in his eyes.

"We will now do the vows. Anna Marie."

"Remy, from the moment Ah met ya, we connected. Ya have been so good ta meh and every moment that ya are with meh, ya save my life. Ah can't imagine what it would be like without ya. Yer a man who forgives and gives, never wanting anything fo' yerself. When Ah was a little girl, Ah wished for the world. Ah guess my wish came true because ya are my world. Ah love ya more than life itself."

"Thank you Anna Marie. Now you Remy."

Remy looked at her with such love she thought she'd melt under his gaze. He kissed her knuckles before he spoke.

"Marie, I'm de luckiest homme on earth. Who'd 'ave thought dat dere was an angel placed on dis earth f'r me. A beautiful, emerald-eyed goddess who makes life worth living. I want t' give y' de world Chere because I feel as if I don't deserve y'. I'll always love y' and f'r some miracle y' love me. Y' saved me from a world of darkness. I want y' t' know dat even if it weren't f'r dis bracelet, I'd still belong t' y'. It's who y' are dat I love, not de fact dat I can touch y'. Je t'aime mon amour, mon ange, mon couer."

Rogue felt the tears running. She blinked a few times not wanting to blur her vision.

"Anna Marie D'Ancanto, will you take this man to be your lawfully wedding husband. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death parts you?"

"Ah do."

"And do you, Remy Ettiene LeBeau, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death parts you?"

"I do."

"If there is anyone who believes these two should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace."

Rogue stifled a giggle as Remy glared at the crowd, his eyes burning a deep crimson. After a minute Remy gave a curt nod and turned his attention back to her.

"We will now do the rings, Anna Marie, place this ring on Remy's finger, as a symbol of love and devotion. There we go. Now Remy you place the ring upon Anna Marie's finger as a symbol of love, devotion and ever-lasting passion. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Remy pulled her close and kissed her gently. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.

What about now?

What about today?

What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?

What if our love never went away?

What if it's lost behind words we could never find?

Baby, before it's too late.


3 years later.

"This baby is coming out now."

"Rogue you're not fully dilated."

"Cut it out or smoke it out, Ah don't care, but so help meh if ya don't remove this baby right now—"

"Chere!"

Her head whipped up and she glared as the cocky Cajun came to her side and took her hand.

"You!"

"Desole Chere, I came as soon as I could."

"Like it matters, according ta the fuzz ball this baby is not planning on leaving."

"Hank?"

"She's not fully dilated but we're expecting the baby to come out anytime soon."

"Good," confirmed Remy.

"GOOD?!"

"Take it back, for god's sake, take it back!" pleaded Kitty.

Remy turned to Kitty and frowned. Kitty on the other hand shook her head and ran out the med lab. Remy sighed and turned back to Rogue who was still glaring at him, her face turning red.

"Breathe Chere."

"Easy fo' ya ta say. Yer not giving birth ta the most stubborn child on earth."

"What makes y' think our girl is gonna be stubborn?"

"Two reasons. It's yer dam child and she isn't coming out right now!"

"Oh contraire Cherie, y' de one not exercising patience."

Remy instantly regretted his words as Rogue's lower lip trembled and a tear slid out. He shook his head and kissed her forehead.

"Tu sais je t'aime."(You know I love you)

"It just hurts so much."

"Relax, I'm here Marie."

"Ah love ya."

"Je t'aime ma Chere."

"Ten centimeters, you ready to become a mom again?" asked Hank.

"Can Ah push now?"

"The floor is yours."

Rogue gritted her teeth and pushed. She cursed Logan and his healing power for this. In the past three years she never thought using her healing power would mean her body would repair itself so that she didn't need a c-section. While pregnant with her second child, it still didn't occur to her. Until she hit the nine month mark and realized that when she had last taken off her bracelet, her body had healed more than she thought. Of course she had to take off the bracelet to let her skin 'breathe' as the professor put it.

"One more push!"

Rogue nodded and screamed as loud as she could. There was a second's silence before the room was penetrated by the cries of a new born.

"Ten fingers, ten toes. Congratulations it's a healthy baby girl."

Rogue nodded and let her head drop back. As she opened her eyes and looked up she found worried red on black eyes looking down on her.

"Y' okay?"

"Yeah."

He smiled and leaned down to give her a quick peck on the lips. The backrest of the bed was moved up so she could sit up straight without much effort. Remy then handed her a little bundle of yellow blankets. She refused anything pink to be near her daughter. Remy then dabbed the sweat off her brow while she stared at her daughter. After a few minutes there was the sound of little feet running into the room.

"Momma, are y' done?"

Rogue laughed and patted the empty spot on her right. Matthew scrambled up and peered at his sister.

"Matthew Henri LeBeau, meet yer sister Juliette Marie LeBeau."

"Bonjour ma soeur."

Rogue smiled at her son and Remy ruffled his hair.

"Dat's my fils."

Rogue turned her attention back to Juliette and gasped as the little girl opened her eyes.

"What Chere?"

"She's got yer eyes. She's perfect."

-xXx-

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