Chapter 14

        She scanned the grounds feverously. "He must be here. He must be.." She repeated to herself as she began lifting boulders of rocks and concrete and tossing them aside. For any other person this would have been impossible to do, but with the strength to lift at least a thousand pounds, it was a simple task for this frantic mutant named Rogue. Plus, her lover was buried beneath the rubble somewhere, and even without her strength, she would have found some way to move heaven and earth to find him.

        "C'mon, Remy. Where are ya?" She muttered to no one in particular as she increased her efforts.

        She scanned the others, hoping to see that maybe one of them had found him. She saw Wolverine slicing everything with his unbreakable adamantium claws. ShadowCat was phasing through the ground and looked as if she was swimming through the debris. Storm was manipulating the wind to lift the pieces of destruction whereas Jean Grey used her telekinesis for the same purpose. The leader named Cyclops was blasting beams through his eyes to break the bigger pieces of wreckage. Nightcrawler was teleporting at ever crook and cranny hoping to see a raging Cajun. Then there was Iceman blasting away everything with his ice beams and Psylocke using her telekinesis to join the effort of looking for the missing X-Man.

        Rogue turned her attention back on looking for her love. Unlike last time, she was not going to leave him. Until she sees his body, she will refuse to leave. She went back to frantically tossing boulders aside. "Please, Remy. Ya gotta be here somewhere. Ah need ya." She mumbles with desperation to herself.

        "We need ya."

        ***

*Three hours later*

        The X-Men were gathered outside the Blackbird. The only one missing from the group was Rogue. She was still looking for him, and was the only one who was keeping up the search effort. Orroro walked over to the distraught woman. She placed a hand on her should but Rogue just dismissed it as she continued to lift everything in sight, hoping to find him.

        "Rogue, it's been well over three hours." Orroro began.

        Rogue ignored her and continued to search.

        "Child, it's impossible for him to survive that cave-in." Orroro continued cautiously.

        Rogue snapped around and stared at her with watery green eyes. "Ah know what y're trying t'say. But he's in there and Ah know it. And until Ah see for mahself that Remy is really gone, Ah ain't going anywhere." She said with determination.

        "What about your own child? His child?" Orroro asked, hoping that might help her ease into accepting his death.

        "Mah child needs his father. Simple as that." Rogue stated while rummage through the debris.

        Orroro turned around and headed back to the group. Most of them had given all their might to look for the fallen X-Man, but they knew that if they hadn't found him yet, there was no way he could survive. Orroro shook her head to the rest of the X-Men when walking back towards them. They sighed and just bowed their head. If Rogue was determined, they knew she wasn't going to give up until she accomplished her goal.

        "C'mon Remy. Where the hell are ya? Ah'm sick of this. Ya better come back t'me and Jeremy. Ya promised that Ah'd see ya after this was done. Don't ya go die on me, y'hear." She said to herself as she kept looking for him.

        Finally, she sees something stirring at the corner of her eyes. She flew to the area as quick as she can. She started to lift the hundred pounds of debris and threw it behind her. "Remy? C'mon, Remy. Ya better be here." She muttered as she frantically digs through the rubble. Finally, she sees a hand, his hand. The tears in her eyes start to fall as she began to pray that he was underneath and alive.

        When she lifted a huge collapsed beam, she finally sees him. He was tucked away in a corner on his back. His left arm seemed to have been broken but the rest of him looked fine. She rushed to him and collapsed on his chest. She hears the faint beating of his heart.

        "Remy, thank gawd y're okay. Ah don't know what ah would do without you. Ah don't know what we would do without you." She mumbled into his chest as tears started to soak his uniform.

        "Rogue?"

        She lifted her head at the sound of his voice. She gazed into his loving red eyes.

        "Ah'm here, sugah." She responded as she took his right hand into her own.

        "I knew you wouldn't leave me." He replied and gave her a smile although it took a lot of effort out of him to do.

        "Never again, sugah. Never again." She promised as tears of happiness and relief started to flow down her cheeks uncontrollably.

        ***

* Three months later *

        Rogue was folding the last of the laundry as she placed the folded items in the basket. She heaved the basket under her left arm and proceeded to the bedrooms to place the clothes in their respectable drawers.

        "Non. I'm Jeremy."

        "Non, Papa is J'remy."

        "Non, petite. Okay, fine. You're Jeremy."

        "Non, petite. Okay, fine. J'remy is J'remy."

        Rogue heard the repeated phrases in the conversation from the living. When she got there, she found a frustrated Remy on the floor sitting across his son, Jeremy, who had the biggest smile on his face.

        "Non, petite. Just listen t'papa and repeat only dis, okay?" Remy asked for confirmation from his son that he understood.

        Jeremy just smiled and then quickly put on a serious face. "Aye Aye, papa!" He replied and saluted his father.

        Rogue smiled at the two, trying to figure out what the heck those two were talking about.

        "I'm Jeremy." Remy said firmly while looking straight into his sons beautiful green on black eyes.

        Jeremy stared at his father with the same determination. "You're J'remy." He stated.

        Remy whacked his forehead with disbelief. Finally, Rogue asked, "What are ya doing, sugah?"

        "Momma! Papa's J'remy!" Jeremy replied and started giggling at his father who looked completely defeated at this point.

        Rogue placed the laundry basket down and walked over to her two favorite boys. She sat down and the three of them formed a little circle. She looked over at Remy, "Ya wanna tell what this is about?"

        Remy just fell backwards on to the carpet, which stirred another giggle out of Jeremy. "Remy was just trying t'break de petite of his habit of talking in t'ird person." He answered quietly.

        Rogue laughed at his response. "And why would ya wanna do that? Ya speak in third person all the time." She commented.

        " Rem.. I know. But it ain't de healthiest way t'learn proper English, non?" He replied and began to close his eyes. He had spent half an hour trying to correct his son's sentences and didn't realize how tiresome it was.

        Jeremy crawled over to his father. He climbed on to his father's abdomen and sat there with a big smile on his face as if he knew something that everyone else didn't. He put a hand on each side of his father's face, which caused Remy to instantly open his eyes. Jeremy stared down at his father's eyes with his bright green ones. Finally, Jeremy with a huge smile on his face, said, "I'm J'remy."

        Rogue suddenly burst out laughing at her son's statement. Her laughter was soon joined by Jeremy's giggles as he flopped over on to the carpet, laughing at his own trick.

        Finally it sunk in for Remy with what his son just did. He quickly got up and grabbed the little laughing boy. "Y't'ink dat was funny, petite?" He asked the laughing boy, who shook his head yes.

        "Remy.. Ah think ya been had by a two year old." Rogue managed to spit out between her laughter.

        Remy's eyes crinkled up with amusement and he tried to hold in his laugh. "Petite, Papa will give you somet'ing t'really laugh about. Here comes de tickle monstre!" He said as he proceeded to tickle the already laughing boy.

        Jeremy just hurled with laughter as he tried to block his stomach from being tickle. "Je suis desole papa! Je suis desole!" He screamed with laughter as he tried to fend off his father. Remy stopped tickling the boy when he heard him spoke French. He just held the boy as he marveled at how much love he had for such a small little being. This whole father thing is definitely the best, he decided right there and then.

        By this time he had managed to stop laughing and Jeremy remained in his father's arms. He wrapped his little arms around his father's muscular neck and gave him a hug. "Je t'aime, Papa." He said and gave his father a kiss on the cheek.

        "Je t'aime, Jeremy." Remy replied and held his son tighter.

        "Momma wants some love too!" Rogue cried as tears swelled in her eyes from the sight of her two boys. Remy laughed and extended his right arm to envelop her in a family group hug. After a few moments, Rogue broke away and wiped away her tears. "Silly me, still have mah laundry t'put away! Excuse me boys." She said as she walked back to her basket of clothes.

        "Momma!" Jeremy called after his mother and struggled out of his father's hold. Remy lowered his son on the floor and he ran towards his mother. He wrapped his arms around her leg with which she looked down with curiosity written all over her face. "Yes, baby boy?"

        "J'remy got Momma a present!" He declared proudly.

        "Oh ya did, did ya? What is it, sugah?" She asked still with curiosity and amusement. He dug his hands into the small pockets of his pants and dug around.

        He pulled out a marble and dropped it on the floor. "Non, not dis." He rummaged in his pockets some more and produced an old used tissue, an old lollipop with which he tried to put back his mouth but Rogue grabbed it from him before he could, and a penny he found in the couch cushions.

        "J'remy knows it here somewhere." He stated as he struggled to find it. Remy and Rogue just looked at him with amazement and interest, both very curious what their little mischievous son had in store for them.

        Finally, Jeremy pulled it out of his pockets. It was a diamond ring. He held it up for his mother as her mouth dropped with surprise. "Pretty, momma?" He asked as a smile spread on his face.

        "Very, sugah. But..."

        Remy dug around in his pocket and realized that it was his ring. "Jeremy! Dat's Papa's ring!"

        Jeremy turned around to face his father. "J'remy knows. But it's pretty like momma! Papa doesn't need a pretty ring." He responded and looked back at his mother who had tears in her eyes.

        "Why you little t'ief!" Remy said, grabbed his son and started tickling him again.

        "Mmmphhmmm!" Rogue cleared her throat and both of them turned around to face her again.

        "Whoops! Papa will get you later!" Remy said and dropped his son to the floor.

        Remy wrapped his arms around Rogue and stared into her glistening green eyes. God, she's beautiful, he thought. "So what do y'say, chere?"

        She looked up at him coyly and said, "Didn't know ya asked me anything, swamp rat."

        "Good point, chere." He commented and dropped down on one knee. He took her left hand and said, "Rogue, I love you wit' all my heart. You have given dis t'ief all dat he could ever ask for. You have shown dis Cajun how t'love and have given dis swamp rat a beautiful family. You complete me, chere, so why don't we make it official? Will y'marry me?"

        Tears of joy started trickling down her face. She could not think of a better man that she would want to spend her life with. He was her strength, her love, her existence. She looked down at his red on black eyes, the very same eyes she fell in love with the first time she laid eyes on him.

        "Yes! Yes! Yes!" She screamed as he got up and wrap his arms around her to give her a deep passionate kiss. They just held each other for a while, lost in each other's gaze.

        After a few minutes, Remy felt something tugging at his pants. They both looked down at Jeremy holding the ring up. "Papa, J'remy t'inks ya need dis." He suggested with a big smile.

        "T'ank you, petite." Remy replied and took the ring from the boy. He slipped it on Rogue's wedding finger. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into another kiss. "Ah love ya, Cajun. Always have, always will." She whispered when she pulled away.

        "Je t'aime, mon Coeur." He whispered back. Remy felt another tug at his pants. Without a second thought, Remy scooped up the little boy. The boy giggled at the fast movement. He gave both his parents a kiss on the cheek. "Family, now?" He asked.

        "Family always." Remy replied.

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Author's Note: Well, this is the end of this story. Isn't it beautiful? Jeremy is so gosh darn cute.. if I ever have a little brat of my own, I would like him to be like Jeremy. Anywho, I have a head full of ideas for new stories.. and one of them includes a fun sequel to this story. The sequel will involve more of the other X-Men, our favorite little mutant love child Jeremy, and plenty more of ROMY getting ready for a wedding? Lots of mischief and fun to come? Definitely! Yet, I would like to know that people would actually want to read a sequel to this. So, to all my lovely reviewers (who I have to say have been the best since I started this story which was my very first), if you want to continue to read more of this story, just leave in your review a yes. If not, then.. I'll let this story rest and move on to newer and bolder stories ( Thanks everyone for being so great and sticking with this story from the beginning. My most humble gratitude. ~ Angy

 

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