Hanging By A Moment

Hanging By A Moment
Chapter 24: The One

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After classes ended, Jean met up with Scott and her friends for a nice large get together they had organized since it would probably be the last time they would get a chance to do something of the sort before finals and Christmas break set in. Along with Scott and her girlfriends, Kurt, Piotr, and Pietro were there too…Although Pietro wouldn’t get off his cell phone for very long each time Crystal called. While Jean was never one to pry about Pietro’s many flings, she along with many others had to admit he seemed a lot more preoccupied with her in comparison to the many women he had seduced in the past. But despite this, he still attended as they all spent a nice night of laughs together at one of their favorite BBQ restaurants in the city.

However, as fun as this little gathering was, everybody noticed one significant absence…Rogue. She promised she would come, but for some reason…She was a complete no show. Kurt tried to call her, but when he got through, Rogue simply told him that she wasn’t feeling well and wasn’t in the mood to eat. Being the concerned brother he was, he tried to help, offering to come over to her place and cook something for her if she needed it, but in the end Rogue coaxed him out of it…Wanting to be alone after what happened with Remy.

It was quite different without Rogue and many like Kurt were in constant worry throughout dinner, but they still managed to simply enjoy this time together before finals and Christmas break sent them all home once again. But for now, they simply made the best of what time they had, talking and reflecting on yet another semester at the Xavier Academy. Scott and Jean snuggled close and so did Kurt and Wanda, who was doing a lot to help reassure him about Rogue, and Kitty and Piotr. This, along with Pietro constantly talking to Crystal on his cell phone, made Betsy somewhat bitter about seeing so many lovey dovey couples around her that she was extra cynical this time around. But no amount of cynicism could seem to bring down any of the happy couples surrounding her, which only made her feel more disgruntled that Rogue wasn’t there.

Upon finishing and splitting the check evenly, everybody made their leave into the early evening hours of the cold December air. After many cheerful goodbyes, they were all on their way, off to prepare for the inevitable crunch time they would face up until finals.

“Later Jean!” chirped Kitty into the night as she huddled close to Piotr’s warmth, “And remember, you and Scott have to double date with us before the break comes!”

“Don’t worry Kitty, we’ll work it in by the end of the week, I’m sure,” said Jean, who had enlaced her arm with Scott’s as they both waved goodbye.

“Yeah, it’s a date!” affirmed Scott, “See you later.”

“Later comrades…Have a nice night!” said Piotr as he waved goodbye and headed off arm and arm with Kitty back to his studio, where he planned to keep her warm all night from the cold December air.

Scott and Jean went off in a separate direction as well, only they would have to part when they got towards their respective apartments since Scott had his first exam tomorrow and Jean had to work on a business project all night. But that only seemed to make them huddle closer as they smiled and walked down the streets of Bayville arm and arm, looking as happy as ever under the warm city lights in the cold winter air.

“Ugh…Will you look at them?” scoffed Betsy as she saw Scott and Jean walk off with happy grins on their faces, “It’s sickening…Isn’t it Pietro? Pietro? Hey Pietro?!”

Then, as Betsy turned towards Pietro, she saw that he was once again on his cell phone chatting away with Crystal.

“You need my help studying? You know Biology is my best subject…Especially human anatomy,” said Pietro in a cocky tone as he spoke with a wide grin like he always seemed to do when he talked to Crystal.

“Oh bloody hell!” groaned Betsy as she stormed off back down the street towards her apartment, “What is it with these people? It’s like there’s a fucking love epidemic!”

Kurt and Wanda had watched Betsy storm off and they were just about to wish her a good night, but something told them she wouldn’t accept their gesture in her current state.

“Damn, what’s with her?” said Wanda as she stood close to her boyfriend, Kurt.

“I don’t know…It’s Betsy,” shrugged Kurt.

“Yeah, the one and only…” said Wanda with a light hearted laugh as she and Kurt began to walk down the streets towards her apartment, passing many areas strewn with Christmas decorations in the process.

“So Kurt…Have you given any thought as to what you want for Christmas this year?” asked Wanda as they past a few stores blaring big holiday sales.

“Not really,” answered Kurt as he looked at some of the displays, “But…I thought you vere Jewish?”

“I am…But that doesn’t mean I can’t get my boyfriend something to celebrate the holidays with,” said Wanda with a smile.

“Vell, don’t worry about it too much this year liebe. I have everything I need…Right here,” he said as he held her close, soaking in her warmth, “I just vish Rogue felt the same way…”

“Oh, try not to worry about it, Kurt,” said Wanda in a reassuring tone, “Rogue’s your sister…She’ll come around. I’m sure of it. Until then…Let me help make this holiday…Special, in our own way.”

Kurt couldn’t help but grin at the sexy undertone of her voice as she snaked an arm around his neck and drew him into a deep kiss. The subtle sway of her aura seemed to intoxicate the young man into a new holiday spirit as he smiled warmly at her as they made their way to her apartment where they would have their own pre-holiday celebration…In bed.

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While some couples were getting lucky, Scott and Jean were forced to deal with schoolwork for the remainder of the night. It wasn’t exactly how they wanted to spend what little time they had left before the holidays, but unfortunately it had to be done and since they couldn’t afford to procrastinate with this one, they worked well into the night to get it done. It was Monday and there were classes tomorrow, so the sooner they got it done, the better, for they were both dead tired.

For Jean, her project was far more cumbersome than she had hoped. Business, being her least favorite class, was always somewhat of a challenge for her. In this case, it was causing her a major headache with all the little details of this and that she had to add and all the backtracking she had to do since she could never remember all the terms. It was slow going to say the least, but she couldn’t afford to get a bad grade on the final project. She was already in enough hot water with her business classes and if it sank any lower, it could affect her GPA and give her parents something more to bitch about every time they talked to her.

After a while, Jean managed to get things organized just the way she wanted it for the most part. She was never sure when to say she everything was honed to perfection when it came to business, but she wasn’t getting any closer with this project and was just glad to see it over and done with.

Then, as she made the final touches on the last part and packed away her stuff, she felt like just collapsing on her bed and sleeping through the rest of the week. She had just finished setting everything away and was just about to change into her sleeping attire, when suddenly…Her phone rang.

“Damn it…” she groaned as she looked at the clock, “Who could be calling at this hour?”

Tempted to just let it ring, Jean decided to answer it as she sauntered over to the phone and picked it up.

“Hello?” she said in a tired, exasperated tone.

There was no answer.

“Hello? Anybody there?”

“Jean…” came a distinctive female voice that Jean immediately recognized and heightened her curiosity.

“Rogue?” she said, somewhat surprised to be hearing from her at this hour, “Rogue, is that you?”

“Yeah…It’s me,” she said in a low monotone voice, “Did…Did I wake ya?”

“No, but what’s wrong? Why are you calling? It’s almost midnight,” she said, growing all the more worried, judging from her deep tone.

“I…I’m sorry, I just…I needed to talk to someone,” she said, sounding as though she was on the brink of tears.

“Rogue…Something’s wrong,” said Jean, her tone growing all the more serious, “Where are you?”

“I’m…I’m on a park bench at that place across from the science building on campus,” answered Rogue, her tone not changing in the slightest.

“Hold on…I’m coming for you,” said Jean as she ran over and got her shoes and coat, “Just wait where you are…I’ll be there in ten minutes, I promise. I’m coming to talk to you…”

“But…” began Rogue, however, Jean wouldn’t have it.

“No buts Rogue…I’m coming,” said Jean, having heard from Rogue how troubled she was earlier and now believing that it had just taken a turn for the worse, “Just stay there…We need to talk. Alright?”

There was no answer, but Jean could still hear Rogue’s heavy breathing.

“Rogue…Are you still there?” said Jean, sounding all the more concerned.

“I’m here…” Rogue responded.

“Good…Then just sit tight,” assured Jean as she put on her heavy coat, “I’ll be right there…”

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Jean found Rogue in a distraught state on a park bench in the quiet, darkness of the night right where she said she was over the phone. And like her tone had been when she called, she had a very solemn look on her face. It only served to heighten Jean’s curiosity since Rogue had shown her just how great a stupor she was in since that fateful Friday afternoon when a conversation with her led her into Scott’s arms and into a new world.

As she approached the bench, snow flurries began falling from the sky as another gust of icy wind blew across the deserted area. However, this didn’t seem to affect Rogue as she hugged her knees upon the cold wooden bench, burying her face in a fit of sorrow as the moments of her fateful meeting with Remy played over in her mind once again.

“Rogue…Rogue are you okay?” said Jean as she slowly took a seat next to her and heard some of her sobs, which she was trying desperately to hide.

There was no response at first and Jean was afraid to say anything else, but then she heard a weak, muffled response from her friend as she kept her face buried to hide the world of hurt she found herself in.

“No…I ain’t okay…” she answered through the sobs, “Nothing’s okay…”

Whatever was going on with her, Jean knew it had to be major if it got her to fall in such a rut like this. Ever since she had known her, Jean had found Rogue to be very strong willed and determined. It took a lot for her to get worked up about anything whether it was about school or something personal. But to have her out here late at night in the freezing weather looking as though somebody just shot her in the foot hinted at something very serious…And this time, Jean was determined to get some answers.

“Rogue…Come on,” said Jean as she placed a comforting hand on her friend’s weary shoulder, “Please…Don’t do this to yourself. I know you better than that…”

Rogue’s sobs were still going strong, but Jean didn’t let up…Although it was clear that force was not the best approach when it came to somebody like Rogue. In that case, she would have to try something else if she was going to let her help.

“Hey, come on…” said Jean in a more sincere tone, “Talk to me…I came out here braving the cold New York winter at night to help you and I’m not leaving until I do just that.”

Rogue finally turned to face Jean, showing to her the many stains of tears that had passed down her face. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Rogue knew she had to tell somebody…For she had tried to handle this on her own and she had failed miserably. She was never one to allow herself to falter in the face of a challenge, but given the circumstances with this one…It seemed all but impossible for her to overcome.

“It’s…Complicated,” said Rogue in a deeply strained tone.

“Complicated how?” asked Jean, “Come on…I know something’s up. You told me yourself on Friday when you left…And I didn’t tell anybody, not even Kurt, about what you told me. Now I can’t help you unless you tell me the whole story…And complicated or not, I still want to help you. But first, you have to tell me what it is. Is some guy harassing you? Did somebody hurt you? Are you pregnant?”

“No, no, and double no!” shot Rogue in response, “If it was either of those, don’t ya think I would have been smarter and able to handle them myself?”

“Then what is it?” said Jean, sounding desperate for answers at this point.

Rogue wiped away her tears and gathered together her thoughts and courage as she took a deep breath and prepared to finally let out that which she had been keeping in for so long now.

“It’s about a guy I’ve been…Seein’ for some time now…His name is Remy Lebeau.”

Rogue then went on to tell her friend from start to finish how she had gotten involved with the rugged Cajun that had become such an overwhelming influence on her life. From their first encounter last spring, to the many flings they had all summer, to her current situation with him now…Rogue spared no details as she found herself spilling her guts in a way she never thought she would. It had been building up in her for so long now that she couldn’t help it, but she wanted to do it…She knew she needed help at this point and after Jean succeeded in a way she hadn’t, she felt that maybe Jean was her best hope at resolving this issue once and for all.

There were parts of her story that somewhat lightened her mood in a ways because they helped remind her of all the good times Remy had given her since they started playing their games of flirtation and enticement. Part of her still yearned for that simpler time before her emotions got the better of her and it was just one mysterious game to the next, full of excitement, wonder, and endless sexual euphoria. But now she was kicking herself for letting it get like this…It was her fault for allowing herself to feel the way she did…At least, that’s what she kept telling herself in her mind.

“And…I guess that’s how it happened,” said Rogue, feeling incredibly exhausted after having gone over something that brought her so much stress, “And now ya know…You’re officially the first one I’ve told and yer officially the only other one that knows Jean.”

Feeling somewhat overwhelmed with what she had just learned, Jean needed a few moments to process this. It was definitely a very unusual situation, even for somebody as adventurous as Rogue. Never in a million years did Jean ever think she’d find her friend, or anybody for that matter, in a situation like this and she now understood why she had come to her of all people that Friday when she nearly spilled her guts to her the first time. And now that she knew, she was simply contemplating how to work through a problem like this. It was unusual…But then again, it wasn’t at all unlike the situation she had been in with Scott.

“Wow…That’s quite a story Rogue,” said Jean, shaking her head in amazement that something like this could have gone on so long.

“Yeah…I know…Crazy, ain’t it?” she said, now feeling somewhat dazed now that she had let it all out.

“Well it certainly explains a lot, that’s for sure,” said Jean as she thought back to Rogue’s behavior over the past few months.

“What do ya mean?” she asked curiously.

“I mean it really makes a lot of sense now…Why you were so late all the time…Why you were so distant,” she explained, “And now I finally know why you said what you said on Friday.”

“Yeah…I guess it has been the source of all the crazy shit I’ve been puttin’ my friends and family through,” she said, feeling somewhat guilty now that she realized just how many people her problems affected.

“And yet it all centers around a certain young man that you find yourself so powerfully drawn to…” said Jean, now managing somewhat of a lighthearted smile in hopes of easing Rogue’s mood, “I have to say, I never would have guessed…But I understand.”

Rogue did feel a little better given Jean’s lightened demeanor, but it still didn’t solve her problem as she once again found herself rubbing the temples of her head, feeling as though there was no way to undo the damage she had done.

“I know…Big shocker…Ol’ Rogue lettin’ a man do this to her. I really messed up, didn’t I?” she said with a deep sigh as she the flurries around them began to fall faster and coat the sidewalk in a new sheet of white, powdery snow, “I actually let some guy come into my life and make everything so crazy…And what do I do? I push him away and ruin it before anything can even come out of it.”

“Things change Rogue…Life is a very unpredictable force that can take us by surprise when we least expect it,” mused Jean, hoping to ease some of her friend’s personal turmoil, “If there’s one thing I’ve learned since getting together with Scott…It’s that everything…You’re ideas, beliefs, and perceptions about life and the world around you…Can change within the span of a single moment.”

“Yeah…I won’t argue that,” said Rogue, knowing Jean had undergone a certain level of growth with Scott that she hadn’t been able to ascertain.

“Then maybe you should think a bit more openly about your problem…” reasoned Jean as Rogue diverted her attention away from the snow and back towards her friend.

“What do ya mean?” she asked curiously.

Jean just smiled back at her, feeling as though that there was something Rogue had overlooked in a way not at all dissimilar to how she had handled Scott in those fateful weeks that led up to their emotional confession that yielded such profound revelation for the both of them. And if she could experience it…So could Rogue.

“I mean…It sounds like that somewhere along the line, you’re heart began to feel something that conflicted with your mind,” explained Jean, “If what you told me was true…Then it sounds like a moment passed that you didn’t realize…Yet you felt it nonetheless.”

“Moment?” said Rogue skeptically, “What in the hell are ya talkin’ about?”

“I’m talking about what it is you feel for Remy,” articulated Jean, “I mean…It’s clear that it’s more than just fun and sex. Otherwise, I doubt you would be this worked up about it.”

Rogue hung her head low, unable to deny that anymore as she finally heard that which she had been so ardently ignoring for months now. Jean could tell it was pretty serious, for she had been there and she knew the feeling.

“Rogue…I know how it feels…Having something like that eat you up inside and being so uncertain about whether or not what you feel is just a fluke or something so much more meaningful,” said Jean with deep honesty in her tone, “But…Whatever it is you feel for this man, you can’t deny it. I mean…It’s there…I can tell. I can see it in your eyes and I can hear it in your voice when you talk about him.”

Rogue never liked to show weakness or remorse, but in this instance she was beyond caring whether or not she told herself one way or another. It was pointless arguing with herself, for she knew it was an argument she couldn’t win. Right now, she didn’t want more reasons to hate herself…She wanted to make things better. But first, she just had to admit to herself that she felt more for this man than she had once believed.

“It’s just that…When I’m with Remy, I feel things that I’ve never felt before,” said Rogue, feeling choked up again from her words, “Every time he looks at me and every time we touch, kiss, or have sex…It just affects me in a way that feels so amazin’ that…It just goes beyond words.”

“Yeah…I know the feeling,” said Jean with a reassuring smile, “It’s so warm, comforting…As if nothing in the world can touch you. It’s like swimming in a pool of joy…And you never want to get out.”

Rogue finally managed to smile at her friend’s words as she now felt a lot better upon admitting to herself what she had denied for so long now. It all seemed to be in perspective now…She was in love with Remy Lebeau. But still…That didn’t quite solve everything that she had messed up.

“So what should I do?” asked Rogue, now wanting to fix what she felt she had wrecked.

“Well first off…You have to stop sulking,” said Jean, making sure Rogue took what she was saying to heart, “Believe me, sulking doesn’t do anything to help.”

“Yeah…Big surprise there,” muttered Rogue.

“Then…You tell Remy,” said Jean decisively, wanting to pound it into this woman’s head and bypass all her innate stubbornness.

“Tell Remy…” repeated Rogue in a morose tone, “Yeah…I was afraid ya were gonna say that.”

“Rogue…I know it’s a scary thought,” said Jean empathetically, “But you can’t let something like this eat you up inside…It’s just going to keep tearing at your heart. Now you let one moment pass you by…Please don’t let it happen again. If Remy has been trying so hard to talk to you about this…Then I think that’s a pretty clear sign that he really does care about you. Don’t you owe it to yourself, and to him for that matter, to let this guy know the truth?”

Rogue found herself in a daze as she watched the snow begin to fall faster and with greater intensity. There were so many times she could have told Remy the truth, but instead she pushed him away. It had only hurt her and him for that matter to the point where she wondered if what they had was even salvable at this point regardless of whether she told him or not.

“I don’t know…” said Rogue in a distraught tone, “Believe me…I’ve tried to tell him. But…I just don’t think I can…”

“Rogue, that’s bullshit and you know it,” quipped Jean, “You can do it…I know you can. I know what you’re going through and I know how hard it is. When I told Scott how I really felt about him, I was scared out of my mind and there were several moments when I thought about just breaking down…But I went through with it and it was the greatest thing to ever happen to me. And you deserve the same Rogue…You just can’t let fear rule you.”

“I know…I know,” said Rogue, “But…How can look him in the eye again after hurtin’ him so much by just pushing him away?”

“Rogue…” said Jean, placing a hand upon her shoulder and offering a strong, empathetic gesture to her, “If you really have feelings for this man and if he has feelings for you in the way I think he does…Then you have nothing to worry about. And whenever you feel as though you’re too afraid to go on…Whenever you look him in the eye and just feel like running away…Just remember one thing…Don’t hold back. Whatever the outcome may be, for better or for worse…Just don’t hold back.”

“Don’t hold back…” she repeated, taking a moment to absorb what Jean had told her.

Rogue may have felt as though what she had done to Remy had damaged whatever they had beyond repair, but despite such complications…Her feelings for him were still there. She couldn’t deny that she had made mistakes in all the months she had been with Remy, but that didn’t mean she had to keep making them. The thought of facing Remy Lebeau again may have made her nervous to no end, but the thought of simply living with these long repressed feelings was much worse than any rejection.

All this time, she had been silent…She had been holding back whatever it was that was keeping what she had with Remy from growing into something more profound than fun and games. Now, she felt a new sense of determination to finally commit herself to no longer holding everything back…Now she felt as though she had the strength to face him again. She had been denying herself this truth for too long now…And she had been denying it to Remy as well. Now, she was through denying it…She was through holding it in. The air was cold, the snow was picking up, and the wind was blowing harshly across the campus…But in Rogue’s mind, no storm could keep her from doing what she knew she had to do.

“Thanks sugah…I owe ya one,” said Rogue as she abruptly got up off the bench, shook the snow out of her hair, and rubbed away the tears that had stained her eyes, “I have to go now…I’ll catch ya later. And if anybody calls soundin’ worried…You know where I’ll be.”

“Yeah…I know,” grinned Jean, “Good luck…”

“Thanks, I’ll need it.”

And with that, Rogue made her way off into the increasingly heavy snow towards the apartment of the man who was the center of all her problems, yet may also prove to be the solution…Remy Lebeau.

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In the late evening of the night, Remy Lebeau woke up on his couch with a pounding headache that could sink a ship. His breath felt stale, his vision was blurry, and he felt as though he had been dropped from a plane. He gritted his teeth as he slowly began to regain consciousness, taking in the throbbing pain that penetrated his head.

“Aw, merde…” cursed Remy as he sat up and clenched his head with both hands.

Then, as he shifted his body, he found that he had been lying on something hard and ridged. As he reached down to see what it was, he wasn’t exactly surprised to see that it was a bottle of hard liquor…A full bottle of Jack Daniels to be precise. He looked around the area of his couch and saw other empty liquor bottles strewn along the floor. Then as he slowly came to in this pained world he was now in, it slowly began to come back to him.

“Damn…Remy must have been fucked up,” he said to himself as he took a moment to allow his head to stop throbbing so much.

He didn’t remember much…All he could recall was going to his afternoon work/study class, feeling very out of it, and leaving early. After that it was somewhat of a blur, but he was pretty sure he ended up back in his apartment where he raided some hard liquor that had been sitting in his cabinet for a while…Which probably would explain why he was so hung over he could barely see straight.

“Drunk and hung over before midnight…” said Remy as he looked at his clock, “Dat’s gotta be a new record…”

He managed to lift himself off his couch, quickly feeling another round of throbbing pain from his head as he sauntered over to his bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet for some much needed aspirin. He took nearly twice as much as usual, but he was too hung over to care as he turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on his face, which did help somewhat, but it would definitely take some time for him to get out of this one.

Normally, Remy was never one to drink himself into a stupor like this. The only time he ever drank was on holidays and dates and he was usually good at moderating what he took in. But this time, he had been too out of it to care. After watching Rogue walk off, making it clear to him that she didn’t want to salvage what they once had, he chose to drown his sorrows in whatever way he could…And hard liquor just happened to be available to him.

He couldn’t believe it was over…He couldn’t believe it had ended like this. After all the wonderful times they had spent together, what would drive her to just push him away? It was a fun, exciting, and sexy relationship they developed…One that seemed to make everything around them shine brighter. There was a real honest connection…Did she even see that? Or was it just his imagination trying to make something more meaningful because that’s what he truly wanted deep down?

At this point, he was too hung over to care, but not hung over enough for it to escape his mind. If Rogue wasn’t happy, then she had every right to push him away…But what had he done to make her unhappy to begin with? He never hurt her, harassed her, or did anything of the sort when they were together. They just had fun, flirting and frolicking in all the pleasures of each other’s company…Had he done something he hadn’t realized?

Remy wished he could find the answers because he didn’t want to lose a girl like Rogue. She was so fun, sassy, and just downright amazing that he couldn’t help but smile every time he thought about her. He thought that he and Rogue could really grow together…That maybe they could have something. In the past, Remy had not had much luck with relationships, the only real one being his old, possessive ex-flame, Belladonna, back in New Orleans. But Rogue was different…He could see himself with somebody like her. But it wasn’t like that mattered now…Not at this point. Now, he was uncertain if Rogue would ever want to see him again…And even if she did, could he even look at her after what happened?

As Remy tried to do whatever he could to alleviate his headache, he suddenly heard a knock at his door, which resonated somewhat louder than usual in his head.

“Damn…” said Remy as he checked the clock to see that it was near midnight, “Of all de times for some prick to knock on my door…I don’t know who dis is, but if it’s dat new guy I’m gonna…”

Then, as he opened the door in his bitter stupor, he was stopped cold in is tracks by the sight of Rogue standing right there before him with a look of sorrow upon her face. Remy was immediately paralyzed by the unexpected presence before him, for just a moment ago he thought he would never get a chance to see this woman again after what happened…Yet, here she was.

“Cherè?” said Remy, looking completely shocked and flabbergasted by her presence.

“Hey sugah…” she said in a low, monotone voice, “Did I wake ya?”

“Uh…No,” he said, feeling at a loss for words, “Wha…What are ya doin’ here? It’s almost midnight and…”

“I just wanted to talk…” she said, cutting him off, not wanting allow too many chances for either of them to push the other away.

“Talk…” said Remy, his heart skipping a beat, “Well…Come on in.”

Talking was good…For it wasn’t merely pushing one another away. At least, that’s what Remy thought and hoped. As Rogue entered, she got a better view of his raggedy demeanor. He was still in the same clothes he had been wearing earlier, but he looked like a mess. His hair was ruffled, his posture was slouched, and his eyes were bleary. But what really stood out to Rogue was the strong scent of liquor that permeated in the air of the apartment. She saw empty bottles of heavy stuff meant only to get somebody drunk strewn across the floor of Remy’s usually nicely kept apartment…Hinting to her that he must have been shit faced at some point after she left him earlier.

“Wow…What happened here?” said Rogue as she nearly tripped over a bottle of hard lemonade, “Are ya drunk or somethin’?”

“No…But Remy was drunk…At least I think,” he said, rubbing his head, “I don’t remember…Remy just came home and got wasted. Now I’m dealin’ wit de hang over as you can probably see…”

Rogue inwardly cringed, knowing the reason why he would probably end up doing something like this to himself. But now was not a time to feel guilty…She came here to do something and she wasn’t leaving this apartment until she did it.

“Well, I’m sorry I came at a bad time…But we need to talk, Remy,” said Rogue, trying to sound as sincere as possible.

“Oh so now ya finally wanna talk cherè?” said Remy, half hopeful but half skeptical.

“Yes…” she said plainly, “That is…Unless you don’t want to…”

Remy merely sighed, pushing aside his hang over for the moment as found himself confronted with yet another opportunity to make things right with this woman that had driven him to fall into such a stupor. His heart rate went up as he saw the look of sincerity in her eyes and felt a faint glimmer of hope in wake of a chance to say what he so desperately wanted to get out.

“No…Remy wants to…Ya know I do,” he finally said.

“Fine then…Let’s talk.”

The two youths then found themselves sitting at the foot of Remy’s bed, each of them unable to say anything given the situation, but neither one of them wanted this night to end without saying what they needed to say. The snow was now falling heavily outside and the soft white glow bathed the room in a strange, yet comforting light as they sat next to each other wondering where this night was going to lead them.

However, they wouldn’t know until they found out. Rogue was committed to laying this issue to rest once and for all, for with the advice that Jean had given her…She refused to hold herself back any longer as she took a deep breath and turned to face the man that had become such a profound part of her life.

“Remy…I know ya probably hate me for waitin’ so long to do this…” began Rogue, a hint of remorse in her voice, “I know that…What I’ve been doin’ to ya lately…What I’ve been doin’ to us…Hasn’t exactly been helpin’ our relationship.”

“So now it’s a relationship?” said Remy, not knowing where Rogue was going with this, but not liking the sound of it given her tone.

“Yes Remy…At least to me it is,” answered Rogue, not allowing herself to skip a beat, “I’ve come to realize that now…I’ve come to realize a lot of things these past few weeks…Things I’ve been lying to myself about for too long now.”

Remy was silent upon hearing her words as he felt a lump in his throat form from what this woman was saying. He wasn’t sure what she was implying or if he was too hung over to decipher it, but either way it made a rather sick feeling form in the pit of his stomach.

Rogue took a deep breath, knowing this was not going to be easy to say the least. She could tell by the look on the young Cajun’s face that it was already making him anxious, but despite this she had to let it out.

“Remy…We’ve been…Together, so to speak, for months now,” began Rogue, struggling to form the right words, “We’ve played our games…Shared our moments…And had our fun. And…Don’t think they haven’t meant anything because…They sure as hell have meant a lot to me.”

“But meaning was never a problem, cherè…You know dat,” quipped Remy, “It’s de way you always acted in spite of it…De way you handled it whenever Remy tried to get it out in the open.”

“I know…I know,” said Rogue in a solemn tone, “I…Didn’t make a lot of things easy for ya…Hell, I didn’t make a lot of things easy on myself either. But I realize that now…And…I know why that is now. And…Believe me Remy…It was never because I wanted to hurt you.”

“A little late for dat now, ain’t it?” retorted Remy as he rubbed his sore head, still lingering from the hang over even as the aspirin kicked in.

Rogue’s heart sank once more, feeling as though nothing she said would repair what she had helped demolish over the span of the last few months. She had complicated their relationship more with every mistake she had made and if it had gotten to the point where it was irreparable than there was nothing she could do to change that. Nevertheless, she wanted to try…She wanted to do whatever she could to at least salvage that which seemed so lost now.

“Remy…Please,” said Rogue, feeling tears starting to form in her eyes, “Don’t…Don’t make this harder than it already is…”

“Den just say what ya came here to say, Rogue…” said Remy in a low tone, “Remy won’t say another thing…Just tell me what it is ya came here to tell me so we can both move on…”

Rogue tried hard to keep her tears in check, but it was no use as they continued to form and well up in her eyes as she struggled to finally say what she knew she should have a long time ago. Taking a deep breath, Rogue knew this was it…She might as well get it over with now rather than have it eat her up for any longer.

“Remy…I…I know I’ve hurt ya…I know I’ve pushed ya away and…And done enough shit to cause us a world of stress,” she said, swallowing hard in order to keep her emotions in check, “But…I never wanted to cause either of us this kind of heartache or put either of us through this shit…I just…Things happened that I…I had no control over. I…I tried to ignore it…But it’s too hard and…It grew too strong for me to…God damn this is hard…”

“Rogue…Just say it…” coaxed Remy, wanting to get it over with.

“Damn it, Remy! I’m trying to say it!” she said in a mixture of anger and tears.

“Den why is it so hard? Why is it so easy to push Remy away, but still keep coming back when it’s causing dis kind of stress? Why?!” pushed Remy, feeling on the verge of hysteria.

“Because I LIKE you…Remy,” said Rogue, finally unable to hold it in any longer, leaving Remy Lebeau absolutely stunned and at a loss for words, “It’s because…I like you…I really, REALLY like ya…More than I ever thought I’d ever…”

Rogue couldn’t take it any longer…She broke down. She began to cry, letting out all the emotions that she had bottled up for so long now in a fit of pent up yearning. Remy Lebeau could do nothing, but watch in a state of pure shock…His mind struggling to process what he had just heard. Had she just said what he thought she said? Had she just said she…Liked him? Was this the source of what was causing all the problems between them…Simply because neither of them could listen or talk long enough to say that they liked each other more than just sex partners?

Remy couldn’t believe it…She like him. This beautiful, enchanting, sassy woman felt the same way about him as he did her. Suddenly, his hang over was the last thing on his mind as he gently enraptured the crying woman in his arms and let her shed her tears into his tattered, black shirt that was thick with his spicy Cajun scent. The feeling of his strong arms around her didn’t process in her mind in an immediate sense, but sensations his touch brought her lent a great deal of comfort that she found warmth in despite her emotionally worn state of mind. Then…She heard Remy’s voice through her tears…And what he had to say made every last tear worth it.

“Cherè…” he said softly as he gently cupped her chin and locked eyes with her, “Is dat what’s been tearing you up inside so much all dis time?”

Rogue managed to halt her tears as she saw a look of compassion fall upon his face, for now she was unsure of what he was getting at as he held her tenderly in a loving embrace.

“Rogue…Dere’s no need to feel so bad about what ya feel…” said Remy softly, gently caressing the side of her face with his warm hands, “All dis time…All dis conflict…If only you knew…If only one of us had realized dat…”

“Remy, Wha…” but before Rogue could say another word, he placed a finger over her lips, for he wouldn’t allow her to cast any more doubt upon herself.

“Cherè…Can’t ya see it? Remy…Likes you too…” he said, working hard to get the right words out, “And after all dis shit dat’s been drivin’ us both crazy…I ain’t afraid to say dat I’m fallin’ in love wit ya…”

It was those last words that struck Rogue on a profound level, for the tears and sorrow that had consumed her mind were replaced with a mixture of shock and jubilation. He…Loved her. He…Had deep feelings for her that she never thought he had. She had been so afraid that he wouldn’t feel the same way that…She never once considered what would happen if he actually returned the feelings she felt for him.

Rogue was at a loss for words and couldn’t think of anything to say. Her silence made Remy’s expression falter somewhat, for it seemed to imply to him that she didn’t exactly feel as strongly. But Rogue was quick to catch this and react before she let this one precious moment pass her by.

“Remy…” she said, bringing his full attention upon her once again, lifting his demeanor with a warm smile that practically melted his heart, “I ain’t afraid to say it either…I ain’t afraid to say I’m fallin’ in love with ya…Not anymore. I wish I could have done something sooner…I wish I could have…”

“Hey…Better late den never, cherè…” smiled Remy, evoking a further smile from the beautiful southern woman that had captured his heart.

“Yeah…I guess so,” she said, unable to comprehend just how strange a turn her life had just taken in the span of a single moment.

The two southern born lovers sat in a strange silence as they let their minds process what had just happened. For the first time, they had opened their hearts and minds to one another…Setting aside past fears and insecurities that hindered them so greatly before in the past. Now they could admit to how they felt…They no longer had to be afraid of how one of them would feel.

As Rogue sank further into Remy’s embrace, she couldn’t help but feel at ease from the great weight that had been lifted from her shoulders and her soul as she looked back into he eyes of her Cajun lover. He held her with a level of love and care that she had never experienced before…And as she felt him now in this powerful moment of realization, she finally came to the conclusion that this was right…This was the one.

“So…What happens now?” asked Remy, breaking the silence as the snow outside was falling with a great fervor.

“Now…I think…I’m gonna kiss you,” said Rogue as she found her face drawing closer and closer to that of her lover, “After that…Well, let’s just do what we’ve always done…And play it by ear.”

Remy couldn’t help but laugh at the sassy southern beauty’s words as their lips finally met in a deep, tender kiss. For the first time, a kiss between them was fed by more than just lust and desire…This time, it was fueled by love. They had come here not expecting to find what they had…But now they were both eternally grateful to what every higher power there was that had blessed them with this moment in time that they were bent on hanging onto.

As they relished in the sweet, blissful sensations of the kiss…A growing feeling of heat and passion drove their mutual desires further as hands began to roam over each other’s bodies. Rogue let out a light moan as she felt his strong hands caresses the curves of her body from her hips up over her shapely form, motivating her to step up her sensual touching of Remy’s sexy, well built upper body.

Knowing they had done this plenty of times before…They knew what such touching was communicating and where it would lead to. But despite this…It felt different this time…It felt deeper and more intimate. It was a feeling they both wanted to capture and feel as their kissing continued and Rogue shifted her body somewhat so Remy’s torso was now enraptured in her strong, sexy legs.

“Remy…I…I need you…” gasped Rogue as she felt a strong wave of arousal form in her lower regions and spread all throughout her body.

“Cherè…” said Remy in response, feeling the intoxicating sensations of this beautiful woman flooding his mind, feeding his growing desire to have her in every deep, intimate way imaginable.

The fury of touching and kissing continued as Rogue slid her shirt up over her body and quickly helped Remy do the same, leaving his upper body exposed for her to touch and caress. His musky Cajun scent was sending her into a passionate daze as she traced her kissing downward and trailed it along his rough, sexy muscles…Further feeding the growing heat between them.

While Rogue was working her lips upon her lover’s upper body, Remy began to work on her sexy black bra from behind, easily undoing the clasp and removing in one swift, fluid motion. This freed her large, generous breasts and the sight of them seemed to send Remy into a drunken state of lust, passion, and desire. Then, with her upper half now completely exposed, Remy took her beautiful breasts into his hands…Caressing, massaging, and teasing them in order to feed their desire.

As she felt his hands upon her breasts, Rogue’s head fell back as a wave of mind numbing sensations shot through her body, causing her to let out deep moans of contentment as Remy worked his magic on her as he only he could. As Rogue leaned back to give her lover a more full view of her breasts, Remy took the initiative and began to kiss and tease her sensitive nipples with his lips, causing them to harden with further arousal.

With no more anxieties or insecurities about what she was feeling for this man, Rogue was able to focus solely on the pleasure and intimacy of what she and her lover were now doing. It brought a great feeling of contentment and euphoria to her being…One that was much welcomed in comparison to her earlier state of mind. Remy’s touching and kissing was done lovingly and passionately…A way neither of them had ever really experienced before in its full power. It was a unique feeling that seemed to mix itself into the realm of sexual feelings that they were no stranger to…Adding to the overall closeness of the act that they were partaking in at this moment.

“Oh Remy…” moaned Rogue as she felt pleasure-filled sensations consume her mind with each kiss and touch of her breasts.

This only motivated Remy to go further as his hands worked their way down to her hips, giving them a gentle squeeze and adding to the growing feeling of arousal. All his sensual touching had sent her body into a fury of sexual fervor as the wet feeling in her lower regions continued to grow, begging to be freed and explored with these newfound emotions and sensations.

Leaning back, Rogue loosened her grip on Remy’s body with her legs, allowing her to position herself in a way that further communicated her desire to be one with him…To be close on all levels. Remy seemed to pick up on it as he went to work on her pants, making quick work of it as Rogue helped him slid them down her sexy legs, panties and all…Leaving her completely nude before him.

“Cherè…” gasped Remy as he saw the beautiful sight before him, almost forgetting how to breathe.

Once her pants were off and casually discarded, he saw for himself just how deeply aroused she was. The wetness from her pussy was already dripping down her legs as her emotions fueled her desire as she took the initiative this time and assailed Remy with another round of passionate kissing. Remy was quick to pick up on this as he continued working his hands around her naked body, which helped to heighten the tight feeling forming in his pants. Rogue could clearly see this even in the faint light and began working on his pants as well, wanting there to be nothing more between them physically just as there was nothing more emotionally at this point.

Working around the large bulge of his erection, Rogue managed to undo the fly of his pants and gave them a hard tug, helping to free his penis from it’s confines and leaving them both completely naked with one another. As Remy helped her remove the last bit of clothing that remained between them, he captured her lips once again and took her into his strong arms as they both laid back upon his bed in a passionate daze. Now…Nothing would keep them from expressing the love that they had found. It had been there for so long now…Building and building up to this moment. At last, it could finally be released…At last, they could finally express what they had both wanted to for so long.

They found themselves going slower than usual, for they both wanted to relish this profound moment together for as long as possible. Their lips and tongues danced together as Rogue held him close, feeling his hard muscles press up against his body, fueling her growing arousal while he traced his hands down from her breasts to the wet, moist area of her pussy…Giving it soft, gentle strokes which only caused her body to react in a fit of moans.

Then, Rogue found herself lying flat on her back as Remy’s strong arms laid her softly upon the sheets, ready to give her the kind of pleasure that only he could as his kisses began to trail from her mouth, down to her breasts, and past her well toned core and to the inevitable.

“Remy…Please…” she begged as more wetness seeped out of her pussy as she felt Remy’s soft, sensual lips work their way lower and lower.

Remy let out a deep, passionate moan as he gently spread her legs with his strong arms, not wasting any time in giving her what she so clearly wanted. With a firm grip of her lower body, Remy drew his face towards her wet pussy, letting out a deep grunt as he took in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Letting the young woman’s passionate moans guide him, he plunged his tongue deep into her wet interior, licking and teasing her most sensitive areas with the kind of care and precision that only he could managed. He devoured and buried himself in her wetness, soaking up the wondrous feeling and taste of her arousal as he licked and teased the wet outer lips of her pussy while pleasuring her clit with his tongue.

Rogue arched her back and moaned as she felt his tongue send powerful waves of pleasure through her body. Her lust and desire was now so great that she clenched the sheets of his bed, feeling free from the stress and tension of before and relishing in this new feeling of closeness. Her breathing began to grow more ragged as she began panting Remy’s name with each gasp, which only seemed to prompt him to tease her with more rigor. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore…She had to have him…All of him. She wanted to make this new world she found herself in complete…She wanted to be with this man in every physical, mental, and emotional manner.

“Oh god Remy! Please! No more! I can’t take it any longer!” she yelled to him in a fit of great arousal, “Please…Hold me…Make love to me…I want you…So bad.”

“Rogue…” gasped Remy as he finally removed his face from her pussy, which was now soaking wet with her juices, “Mon amour…You are…Perfect. You are so…Wonderful…So…Perfect.”

Remy may have never been one to believe that there was one woman out there solely for him…But as he looked into the warm, loving eyes of the beautiful woman lying completely naked before him, he had proof proving that assumption wrong. All the tension between them…All the pent up emotions and yearning…It was all pouring out in the profound heat of the passionate moment and they sought to grasp it and hold it for all it’s worth…Wanting to remember it from this point on until the end of their days.

Remy now positioned his naked body over hers as she drew him into another kiss while he guided his cock to her wet pussy. As it rubbed against the wet outer lips of her opening, Rogue let out a slight moan as she spread her legs wide to accommodate his size as he prepared to slide it into her wet domain. Once he was in position, the young Cajun took her a powerful hold of her hips while she kept her legs spread and open as he thrust into her…Evoking a powerful moan as her body jerked at the feeling of being penetrated.

“Oh…Remy…” she gasped with tears in her eyes as she took his face in her hands and began kissing him passionately as she adjusted to the feeling of being one with him.

Remy didn’t let up as he felt the intense desire in her body as he slid out of her slightly only to shove it back in, causing Rogue’s body to jerk again and tighter her grip on him with her legs. With each thrust, he began to work his way in and out of her tight pussy, soaking up the feeling of her warmth around his cock. He began to moan and grunt as he picked up the pace, humping her in the way he knew she enjoyed so immensely in all the time they had been lovers…However, this time was further enhanced by a powerful feeling of closeness that was fueled by their earlier admission to one another, for it brought them together in a way more profound than the simple union of their bodies.

As Remy established a strong rhythm with his cock thrusting in and out of her pussy, their moans began to fill the air as they pushed themselves harder and faster than before, wanting to make this experience the best yet out of their many sex sessions of the past. Rogue drove the young man to pump her with great fervor as she kissed him more passionately and reciprocated each moment of his body with a movement of hers.

The snow outside was falling fast and the heat between them was going strong, causing them both to break out in a powerful sweat that engulfed both their bodies. Through the rhythm of their lovemaking, they stretched out their intimacy for as long as they could, feeling and negotiating their way through each other’s bodies to make it as memorable and pleasurable as possible. Their moans continued to fill the room as they drew nearer and nearer to their climax, which seemed to be building like a dam about to burst as pent up emotions seemed to have fueled their desire for a release.

“Remy…I’m…I’m close…So close!” moaned Rogue as she tightened her hold on him with her legs while feeling his hard cock penetrate deeply into her tight pussy.

“God, cherè…Soon…Gonna cum…Soon,” he grunted as he began to thrust into her hard and with more rigor as he felt the rush of an orgasm coming on strong.

Finally, with one last powerful thrust, Rogue felt her pussy clamp down upon his rock hard dick and release her juices upon him while he shot his load deep into her womb as they both let out deep moans of contentment. Finally, they had their release…Both physically and emotionally…But they were not done yet.

After a brief rest of their bodies, they shifted position so Rogue was now on top. Kissing him passionately and feeling the warm sweat of her body against his, she felt eager for more as Remy’s cock stiffened up once again. Taking his hard cock firmly in hand, she guided it to her wet pussy which was still soaked with his semen and slowly worked it into her, pushing it as deep as it would go once again.

Once he was fully in her, Rogue arched her back in delight and Remy was taken by the beautiful sight of the naked woman over top of him, touching and feeling her way into yet another burst of sexual delight. With her new freedom of movement along with the sensual feeling of his hard cock penetrating deep inside her, Rogue began to slowly ride him in a daze of sexual delight as their bodies moved together once again in a clash of skin, sweat, and passion.

As Rogue eagerly ran her hands along his rough, sweaty muscles and bounced up and down on his hard dick, it looked as though she was dancing on him as a look of joy and contentment dominated her face as she got out all her frustration and inhibitions that had been affecting her so greatly for the last few months. Her sweaty, naked body and bouncing breasts enticed and aroused him with increasing fervor as he reached up and took her breasts in his hands, giving them a sensual squeeze as they bounced to the movement of their bodies, adding to the waves of pleasure that were filling their bodies with each thrust.

Once again their moans began to grow louder as they established a strong, frenzied rhythm. It was so hard they made the bed rock and bang against the wall with great force, yet such sound didn’t seem to register with them as they continued to drive themselves further and further in this most powerful moment of intimacy. Emotions, desires, and the sheer closeness that they were now experiencing drove them both into a world of heightened sexual euphoria, giving the whole act a unique sensation to the both of them as they soaked it up for all it’s worth.

As Rogue felt another orgasm coming on strong, she rode him harder with a nearly desperate rigor, gasping for breath as her grip on him grew tighter and more powerful with each movement as it drove her closer and closer to her peak. Remy was feeling it too in the sudden extra tightness of her pussy and began thrusting up into her with greater force as they both increased their rhythm, feeling the rush of another orgasm coming on strong.

“Remy…Remy…OH GOD!” yelled Rogue as she took his hands within hers and kept them firmly upon her breasts while her pussy tightened and her body contorted in the mind numbing sensations of her intense orgasm as it rocked her body and mind.

“OH ROGUE!” yelled Remy as he gave her one last thrust, filling her pussy with his seeds once again as the rush of their climax brought them closer together on every level.

They pushed their bodies as hard and as long as they could as they worked their way through the night in a maze of passion and sexual euphoria. It was all a single moment in time to them as they took in each blissful sensation and feeling, absorbing and holding it for all it’s meaning in the intense passion of this fateful moment. They both had wanted this for so long now, and now they had finally found it…They had finally found what they thought they would never have. And as they gazed into each others eyes through every step of the way of their lovemaking, they clearly saw love in each other…Love in a way that was more profound and meaningful than either of them ever could have imagined.

Finally, with one last loud moan into the night, Rogue and Remy attained their final climax with each other and collapsed onto the bed in an exhausted, sweaty heap…Yet smiles of joy and euphoria dominated their minds as they stayed in each other’s arms, their naked bodies still entwined as they gazed passionately back at one another.

“You are…De most belle femme…In de world,” said Remy in a state of tired exhaustion as he looked deeply into her beautiful eyes, feeling all but overwhelmed by the profound moment that they had just experienced.

“Remy…I…I can’t tell ya how happy you’ve made me,” said Rogue softly as her tired body rested comfortably in the arms of her Cajun lover, “After all this time…I just wish I could have said somethin’ sooner.”

“Hey…Don’t worry about dat now, cherè,” said Remy softly as he lovingly stroked the side of her cheek, “What’s done is done…And Remy’s still happy with how it all turned out in the end. I mean…Here we are…Together…You and me.”

Rogue couldn’t help but smile as his emotional words earned him another passionate kiss, for their time had finally come…For they no longer had to deal with the stress, tension, or inhibition that had nearly torn them apart. Now, they could focus only on the present…And each other.

“Remy…Do…Do ya think that…That this…You and I…Could be it?” said Rogue, her tone thick with emotion, “Could this…Be the one?”

Remy took a moment to consider her words, but as he saw the loving, passionate look in her eyes…He knew the answer, for in the majesty of this moment, it was all finally so clear to him now.

“Rogue…You and I…We’ve put ourselves through a ton of problems,” he said, holding her closer with each word he spoke, “We…Brought so much stress on ourselves dat…It almost drove us crazy. But…Despite dat…We still made it…We still survived. And if we can survive dat…Den Remy believes we can survive anything…Together.”

“Together…” said Rogue as a slight tear escaped her eyes as she sank into his comfortable warmth, feeling so happy and complete now that she had finally found in this man what she had been yearning for after so many tribulations.

“Je t’amie…Ma cherè,” said Remy in a deep, intimate tone as they both began to drift into a world of sleep together, still resting warmly in each other’s arms.

“I love ya too, Remy…” said Rogue as she rested her head upon his strong chest, listening to her lover’s heartbeat as it lulled her to sleep.

Both Rogue and Remy were never ones to believe so strongly in the power of love, yet through everything they had experienced, they now knew its splendor first hand. Together, they had always shared something from the days of their innocent flirting to the passionate session of lovemaking that they had just experienced. It had been by no means normal in a sense of how it developed and it sure as hell was nerve racking at times…Yet despite this, they still managed to come together in the end and that alone was proof to the both of them that they had found it…They had found the one.

Dead from all the loneliness
And this is how I feel
Understanding everything has never been my deal
Maybe you have crossed my path
To live inside of me
Or maybe you're the reason why
I'm losing all my decency

Cause I believe that you and me
We could be so...
Happy and free
Inside a world of misery
And I believe that you and me
We could be so...
Inside of you, inside of me
Cause this could be the one

This could be the one

I've been lookin'
I've been lookin' for my Mrs. Right
But she don't exist
Chemistry is everything
And we're anything but this
Maybe I have crossed your path
And swept you off your feet
Or maybe I'm the reason why you cry at night
Before you sleep

Cause I believe that you and me
We could be so...
Happy and free
Inside a world of misery
And I believe that you and me
We could be so...
Inside of you, inside of me
Cause this could be the one

This could be the one

But what do you think?
We could give it a try
Cause you never know
Maybe we could be soul mates
But maybe not (maybe not)
But maybe so (maybe so)
If you never try
Then you'll never know
The grass could be greener (could be)
And it will always be greener on the other side
But you.. just never (never) know
This could be the one

I do believe that you and me
We could be so...
Happy and free
Inside a world of misery
And I believe that you and me
We could be so...
Inside of you, inside of me
Cause this could be the one

This could be the one

But maybe so (maybe so)
But maybe not (maybe not)
Who knows?

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AN: There you have it! Now Rogue and Remy have finally come together! I hope all you Rogue/Remy fans enjoyed this because this chapter was for you! So many couples have come and evolved with this fic since the beginning, yet they are still growing with each passing chapter. And rest assured, they will continue to grow as future events unfold for all of them. And just so you know, that song I mentioned at the end was “The One” by Limp Bizkit. They own it, I don’t…So please don’t sue. I just thought that song would be a nice way to exemplify the chapter in the end. Stay tuned though, because it’s not over yet! Coming up, the oh so special Christmas chapter, which I’m sure you won’t want to miss. And after that…Well, you’ll just have to wait and see! So what do you think? Have you enjoyed this fic thus far? Please tell me! Send me your feedback via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post it on the fanfiction website! Either way is fine as long as you REVIEW! Thanks for reading everybody and I wish you all the best!