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The Rogue and Gambit Experiment	By : celticmanou Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female Views: 5354 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men or any character in this fanfic, and I do not make any money off it. If they were mine, my name would be Stan Lee.

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Remy felt something thick but liquid running on his face. He opened his eyelids slowly. Pain. That was all he could feel. Pain and his blood pouring from all the slashes and cuts BellaDonna had done to him. She had trapped him again. His broken hands were again encased in the metal boxes. Even with unbroken hands he wasn't able to pick it and open it. When you deal with Assassins, you can be sure they know how to deal with Thieves. He leaned backwards against the wall, trying to relieve his arms from the tension.

Rogue was safe, he told himself. Wolverine would look after her, even more now that he knew she was his daughter. The images, burned in his mind, haunted him. Bella made sure no one removed the blood and the evidence of what happened to the young woman. Memories of what happened in this jail mixed with memories of his night with her. Forever tainted with guilt and remorse. Bella was right, it was all his fault.

He remembered the moment he saw Anna for the first time. Wolvie was leading him toward the headmistress's office. Remy had accepted to leave New Orleans as soon as Wolvie proposed him a place in the X-Men team. He was sick of the Guilds politics, of his ex-wife's tantrums... He was adopted, those wars weren't his. When Rogue appeared in the doorway, with her bright smile, her innocence, her glowing eyes, he felt immediately compelled and attracted. Jealousy planted its green claws in his heart when she flew herself at Wolvie to hug him. Unbeknownst to himself, he was already planning to break the bond between them.

He almost unconsciously sent a charge in her, like he usually did with the ladies he seduced in the past. Surprisingly she felt it and rebelled against it. It increased his attraction toward her. He barely paid attention to what Ororo told him, but he was a trained thief, his mind could work on different levels at the same time. He asked Ororo whether Rogue was an X-Man. Her answer took him aback. Rogue wasn't an X-Man anymore and she was about to leave the Institute!

He found her and almost took her there and then. When she pushed him away, he almost lost it and insisted. He couldn't understand what happened to him. With other women, he was in control, it was almost mechanical. Something about Rogue was different. He felt different with her. He let her go, for her own sake.

He felt like he was becoming crazy, the next weeks. Something was off. Neither Ororo nor Wolvie had news about the girl who haunted his thoughts. He gladly trained with the X-Men day after day and became a part of the field team. That was how he caught a conversation between Bobby and Wolvie. It took a little charm and convincing but the three of them soon went after Rogue to find her and get her back.

When they found her, she was brainwashed and her powers were back. When he saw her in those woods, sitting all by her lonesome and crying, he wanted nothing but hug her and comfort her. What a shock when she didn't recognize the man she had passionately kissed a few weeks before! They freed her from Mystique's influence and brought her back to the Mansion. He remembered how he resented Sage at first. He blamed her because he couldn't be with the woman who made him burn with desire.

Looking back he was thankful that Sage jump-started Anna. As he couldn't touch her, he discovered her in so many other ways. For the first time of his life, he actually talked with a woman, exchanged point of views and opinions, shared dreams and wishes. His attraction and passion turned into genuine love. He treasured it more than anything else. It was fate's irony. L'arroseur arrosé*. The thief got his heart stolen. Even Bella never owned him that way and he had married her - for the Guilds' sake.

The night they spent together, before that fateful phone call, played endlessly in his mind, torturing him more than any damage Bella inflicted to his body. Her radiant aura as she mastered her shield, her flawless skin, the dances, her body under him, her soft lips, the lick she gave his cock as if she was craving him, her beautiful voice, her moans... Every detail was clear. Every detail was tainted with the knowledge that Anna would never be his again. How could she want him when he was responsible of the fate that had befallen her? She was better off without him. She was with her family and friend. Remy couldn't do anything for her but hurt her and disappoint her.

Maybe he wasn't made for the heroes' life. Maybe he should better keep his thieving ways. Maybe...

His train of thoughts stopped when Anna broke into his jail. Her eyes were crazy but she was herself, not that alternative personality. She didn't see him at first, focused on the very spot he had been looking at for hours. Her blood. He started when she screamed and destroyed the place where the worst happened to her. He opened his mouth to warn her when one of her rapists got into the jail. She was already reacting, unsheathing Wolvie-like claws. He admired her restraint when she didn't kill the monster, striking him where it would hurt the worst. He was lying in a pool of his blood, tossed away in the hole she had done in the ground once she was done with the scum.

When she started to turn toward him he noticed a few things. Her blood-lust wasn't quenched and she was lethally beautiful, drenched in blood. He also felt that he was pulling on his chains to get to her. She wiped her face with a puzzled look. She seemed to come back to her senses. She knelt in front of him. His heart tore when he saw her brave front shatter. He asked her to free him and when she did, he pulled her in his embrace. He wanted to assure her that she would be fine. He finally admitted his feelings for her out loud, in French. "T'aime," he said, his voice husky with emotion.

"What does that mean?" she asked. He smiled internally. Of course she didn't know.

"T'aime? It means love you." he did what felt natural: he leaned in to kiss her. She stopped him and explained how control-less she was. Instead he forced his pained hand to caress her bloody hair.

BellaDonna arrived then. His instincts screamed that he needed to make Anna go to safety, far, far away from here. Why had he ever married that psycho? He had been genuinely in love with her and thought she was too. They both were much younger. She was barely fifteen and he wasn't twenty... All that happened between them was now past. He wanted nothing but forget about her and the Guilds.

"Belle... You can't hold me here any longer." he tentatively said.

Her eyes bore into him. "You betrayed me, Remy. You betrayed the Guilds and everything we fought for. You. Killed. My. Brother. And then you ran away with mutants. Did you think I wouldn't try and find you? That I wouldn't get my revenge? I had to wait until the Assassin Guild was mine. I've waited almost twenty years."

He shook his head. "Belle, Remy never wanted to kill Julien. You know that. Julien attacked me..."

"He was an Assassin! What did you expect him to do?"

"I expected him to let his brother-in-law vivre with his sister. I was young, Belle. I didn't know how to control my strength. It was an accident. Remy feels the guilt and remorse. Why did you take it out on Rogue? She's innocent."

"She's making you happy!" BellaDonna screeched. "You don't deserve happiness! You're mine. Until death do us part."

She tried to get to Gambit but Rogue was faster. She caught the woman and pinned her to the wall, holding her with her right hand. "Ah don' wanna hurt ya, but Ah will if ya make meh."

BellaDonna struggled against her grip. She pulled a knife and threatened Rogue with it. Rogue's wild smile stretched her lips. She unsheathed her free hand's claws. "Try meh, blondie. Ah ain't no sweetie and Ah've killed already. Ya deserve some cuttin' after what ya did to meh. No decent woman would order a rape like ya did."

Rogue, Gambit and BellaDonna started in surprise when Wolverine's lethal growl echoed. Rogue's eyes widened in horror when she understood that her father now knew what happened to her. She let go of BellaDonna and took a few steps back. Wolverine's figure appeared in the doorway. His adamantium claws extended with a 'snikt' and he got closer to BellaDonna.

Sage, still outside, opened wide eyes and started to process the new information. Their chances of success against the Assassin Guilt just went up. BellaDonna's probability to remain alive went down proportionally. Her mind intertwined with Rogue, she was trying to find the best way out of it successful with BellaDonna still alive. The bloodshed had to stop that very day or the vendetta between the X-Men and the Guilds would never end.

Remy wrapped Rogue in his arms, shielding her from what he was sure would happen. "Don't kill her," she feebly said. Wolverine's keen hearing perfectly caught her words. "She suffered too. Let's stop all the killing and all the bloodbath. If BellaDonna gives her word that she won't be a threat to us anymore, we will walk away without killing anyone. Please. I'm sick of all this violence." she looked down at her bloody self. "This isn't me. That bloodthirsty creature that screams vengeance... She's not the person I want to be. Let us all live in peace... As much as possible... Please..."

Sage stopped her research to listen to Rogue's heartfelt speech. Gambit, Wolverine and BellaDonna looked at her with wide eyes. Logan sheathed his claws. BellaDonna stood up and turned toward Rogue. "I agree with you. No woman should ever do what I did to you. You have a kind soul, unlike me. I... I consider my revenge accomplished and won't pursue you or Remy anymore. None of you will set a foot in my city again in the future or I won't guarantee your safety. Now go before I change my mind."

Wolverine took Anna's arm to support her when she collapsed. Remy caught her on her other side. Her breathing was labored and her eyes closed.

"Remy thinks she's all used up. She burnt a lot of energy using the powers she had in her."

Wolverine nodded, picked his daughter up and carried her outside, bridal style. Sage waited for them and led her to the car Rogue and her had used. Logan laid her down on the backseat. Sage and Gambit took place on the front seats. Sage started the car and began their journey back to the Mansion. Wolverine rode his motorcycle behind them. He was less angry at Rogue now he knew what had happened to her. His baby... By what he saw, she could handle herself and punished the people who hurt her. A part of him was glad she didn't lose her kind heart and her compassion during these ordeals. He hoped he would never regret that BellaDonna was left alone, alive and well. If she ever did anything against them... Let's say the left-overs wouldn't be pretty to look at.

Reckless Anna. She was just like him, jumping head-first into trouble. A tender smile stretched his lips. Even though he didn't have the chance to raise her, she had inherited traits from him. He was going to make sure she was fine. Give her time to heal. And keep that damned Cajun away from her. Yeah, that sounded like a fucking good idea.

*l'arroseur arrosé is a typical French idiom that means that you were caught with your own tricks...
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