A/N: Thanks for all those great reviews again.

Bayville High School: French Class

"Today," Mrs. Delamater my French Teacher began, "we will be starting your group projects today."

A small series of groans erupted throughout the class room. My eyes of course immediately landed on Rogue. I watched as she shifted in her seat, slightly uncomfortable at the thought of having to work in such close proximity with a stranger.

"Ms. Darkholme and Mr. LeBeau you will be paired of course," Mrs. Delamater said without a half beat of a breath. I looked up at her with a grin.

Ever since she found out I had taught Rogue her French she has made it very clear that I should continue with my French lessons. Much to Rogue's dismay of course.

During my musing I hadn't even noticed that the other students were moving their desks around to be closer to their partners. I had a feeling that Rogue wouldn't move from her seat and I would have to wander over to the desk next to hers'.

Sitting down across from her I sighed from the tension she was letting off. You would have to cut it with a chain saw the tension was just that thick.

"Bonjour (hello) chérie," I said to her as I pulled out my French book.

"I am not your chérie anymore Gambit," she said to me through clenched teeth.

"Non Remy guess you're not," I said to her a little taken aback I hadn't realize how hard I had truly hurt her.

"Let's just get on with this project and get it over with. The less time I spend with you the happier I'll be," she said to me as she fingered the pages of her French book looking for the assignment page.

"Now Rogue Remy know dat ain't da truth. You love spendin' time with dis swap rat," I said to her with a grin.

"Sorry to burst whatever bubble you're floating on but my time is better spent doing other things," she said as she finally found the page.

"Remy noticed," I said trying to grab even the slightest amount of her attention, "you be spendin' a lot of time with dat Augustus homme (man)."

"My relationship with Augustus isn't any of your business Gambit. You lost that right a few months back remember?" she said to me not even looking up from her page in the book.

"Oui Remy remember clear as day."

"Then you must know that the terms of our relationship are now mute and void correct?" she said as she tapped her pen against her book as she read it.

"Oui."

"Then this conversation is closed," she said to me with such a finalization I didn't know where to begin again with her. I mean at least I got her to at talk to me.

"Non chérie Remy dink dat dis conversation is just beginnin'," I told her as I leaned further back into my chair.

"Gambit apparently you didn't hear me correctly the first time. I know that swap rat's have a tendency to get water in their ears when swimming around in the bayou so pay close attention this time," she said to me not even looking up from that French book of hers.

"I want you to leave me the hell alone. I don't want anything to do with you or anyone associated with you. If you do not seem to understand that then I won't hesitate to make a phone call to my dear step father Marius and explain to him that I must have gotten the wrong man because I just saw you walking down the street in Bayville, New York," she paused to look me straight in the eyes, "I am the only person besides my mother who knows you are living Gambit. I am the only person protecting you from The Assassins. So do us both a favor and shut the hell up and leave me alone before I do something we will both regret."

I was speechless. I couldn't believe that she actually used that against me. That was a low blow even for her.

"Remy comprendre (understand) Rogue," I told her with a sad sigh not looking at her.

"Good," she said as she started to take notes on what was required for the project.

Bayville High School: The Hallway

"How was French?" Augustus asked me as we strolled through the hallway.

"It was a very fulfilling day," I told him with a smile.

"Oh? How so?" He asked as we maneuvered around the various student bodies.

"I just remind a swap rat where his place is in this world," I replied. We were silent for awhile as we moved around the school.

"Lorna seems to be taking her drive for power very seriously," Pulse said to me as said mutant came into view. She was laughing with a gaggle of older girls; most of them I knew were seniors.

"She does seem to take on her new role with a passion," I said with a laugh. I watched as she excused herself from the girls and meandered over towards my brother.

"Hello Kurt," I heard her say to him between bats of her eyelashes.

"Lorna," he replied almost sheepishly. He could be so shy around girls.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go to Duncan's party with me this Saturday." She asked him in the most flirtatious way possible. I could barely hold back a laugh at the scene.

"Natürlich werde ich," Kurt said rapidly in German.

"I am sorry my Father speaks German fluently but I have yet to learn it all myself and only know very little. Could you repeat that in English," Lorna said politely with yet another giggle attached at the end of the sentence.

"Oh sorry, I said of course I will," he said with another sly smile.

"Great! See you at say seven?" She asked him. I noticed her green eyes flick over to me and Augustus and I couldn't help but notice the evil glint in her eye. The likeness to her fathers nearly had shivers running up my spine.

"Sicher (sure)," he said with a large toothy smile.

"Perfect and I'll make sure that Father gives me a brush up on German before then," she said as she gave him a lust filled look before turning with a flip of her long green hair and all but skipping towards class.

"Well that wasn't the approach I would have used," I said honestly as we again began to walk towards my next class.

"This is Lorna Dane we are talking about, Magneto's little Princess. It's in her blood to make sure that when she does a project of this magnitude that she does it with every skill she has," Augustus summarized for me.

"True, but I don't think I would want my brother dating Lorna Dane," I said honestly.

"Yes, but you did say to keep close to him. You never did specify how close and anyways she seems to be using her popularity to the best of her abilities," Pulse reminded and I just grunted in response.

"I know but I still don't like it," I said again as I watched my brother get back slapped by Bobby Drake. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at those two.

"Lance seems to be doing his job most effectively as well," Pulse mentioned as he nodded towards Avalanche and Shadowcat leaning up against her locker.

"She seems more than thrilled to have his attention again," I replied as Kitty smiled brilliantly as Lance sweet talked her.

"I bet he'll have a date on Saturday night as well," said I.

"Was that a bit of regret I heard in your voice commander?" Pulse asked me as we walked towards my class room door. I knew Remy was somewhere near, I could feel his presence around me.

"Dating was never in the contract Pulse. And anyways, not many people in Bayville would want to date the untouchable girl," I said with a laugh as we stood outside of my class.

"Well Rogue I am not many people," Pulse said as he stared down at me. He had the loveliest blue eyes.

"Augustus I don't know if I am quite ready for another relationship. I've already had my heart stolen once, I don't know if I could bear losing it again," I told him truthfully.

"Like all thieves Rogue we're very good at finding things and keeping them for ourselves. I plan of finding your heart Rogue and never letting it go," he said in just above a whisper.

I know it seems so silly of me to think that I could fall for someone so easily after Remy. But I guess I am very easy to be charmed even by the wickedest of snakes. Augustus leaned his face down close to mine and I could feel his warm breath caress the sides of my face. I knew what was about to happen, I knew he was leaning into kiss me. I didn't care, I should have, but I didn't.

"Excuse-moi (excuse me) Remy needs ta get through da door before he's late again non?" Remy said to us breaking Augustus and mines moment together.

"Ah yes, you're going to be late Rogue," Pulse said as he smiled down at me.

"I'll see you tonight?" I asked more of question than a statement.

"Of course, you'll have me doing laps for at least two hours tonight I am sure," he cheekily replied before leaving to go to his own class.

I almost sighed as I walked towards my desk. English has always been my best subject so I wasn't worried if I fell into a day dream. It was Remy's looks however that kept me from doing so.

"Stop staring at me Gambit," I said under my breath as our teacher began her lecture.

"Désolé madame (sorry madam) Remy just can't help but notice dat, dat homme (man) he looks rather familiar," Remy said as he looked at me with a deep curiosity.

"I thought I told you to stay out of my life Gambit," I said harshly as our teacher began to discuss Poe.

"Oui but ya never did say anythin' about your amis (friends)," he said with a grin that I want to just smack off.

"Why do you have to be so annoying," I asked turning in my desk chair to face him.

"Pourquoi avez-vous de l'être signifie? (Why do you have to be so mean?)" He asked me in rapid French so that I could only hear.

"Me!" I nearly yelled out as I looked at him nearly halfway out of my desk chair.

"Oui"

"What have I ever done to you?" I asked with a pointed finger.

"Ya won't let dis Cajun s'excuser (apologize)," he said in reply to me.

"There ain't nothin' for ya ta be apologizin' for so just leave me and mah friends alone Gambit," I replied back to him. My accent had become as thick as honey as I spat out those words to him.

"Je suis désolé, ma chérie (I am sorry my darling)," he whispered to me and I felt my heart catch. But then I remembered and I couldn't let it go.

"Ya left me remember and I am finally movin' on with mah life. So just let me…," I stopped mid sentence. Emma was knocking on my mental shields.

Yes Ms. Frost? I called out mentally to her.

We have a situation.

What kind of situation?

A situation that involves hostel mutants and armed humans in a public area.

That is a situation.

Yes indeed.

Alright sound the alarm. Tell everyone to ask to leave the class room appropriately. I don't need a school full of panicked humans running around.

Of course, where would you life for us to rendezvous?

Just tell them to get to the parking lot as fast as they can. Make sure they know to take different exist.

Yes that would be wise.

See you in five.

I looked over at Remy. He was staring at me in this weird sort of way. I ignored it of course and raised my hand appropriately.

"Yes, Ms. Darkholme," the teacher asked.

"May I go to the bathroom please?" I asked rather more politely than what was necessary.

"Of course," she said waving me to leave. I nodded my head and walked out of the room.

I walked out of the room to be greeted by the blonde beauty; she was already removing the outer layer of her clothing so that she could be in her uniform.

"Status report please," I said as we walked towards the parking lot.

"Four mutants escaped a criminal transport carrier today when they were being moved from sing-sing to another safer location. During the last portion of the transport something went wrong and they escaped," Emma reported.

"Which mutant escaped?" I asked her as we went through the glass doors.

"Juggernaut, Ms. Marvel, Ruckus and Mimic," she said a little despondingly.

"Damn."

"I know. I don't think we can handle them. We don't have enough strength or skill," Emma confided in me.

"What do you want us to do? Invite the X-Men to join our little jaunt?" I asked her in frustration.

"Yes."

I sighed, of course.

"Let us assess the situation first and then we will decide if we need more re-enforcements," I said to her as we finally made it to our car.

A few of the others were arriving as well. They had all removed their civilian clothes and were now in their new Brotherhood uniforms.

"We've got a situation," I announced and everyone nodded in unison.

"I want everyone to load up and move out. Emma will debrief you telepathically on our way there. This is a big job guys and not all of us are going to come out unscathed," I told them as we loaded up into the brand new SUV's we had just recently bought.

"They are off the main bridge leading towards New York City," Emma reported to me as we began to head out towards our location. I nodded my head in understanding as we drove down the various streets looking more like the FBI than The Brotherhood. I couldn't help think that we should really get our jet after this mission.

I looked over next to me as Emma relayed the information out to my commanders who drove the other two vehicles. Her face was set into concentration as she laid out the battle plan to the rest of the group.

When we arrived at the bridge I felt rather foolish for not having pulled the X-Men out of classes to help with this one.

Juggernaut and Ms. Marvel were doing a number on the surrounding buildings as Mimic and Ruckus destroyed every automobile within a five foot radius.

"Where are the humans?" I asked Emma who was already telepathically searching for their brainwaves.

"The ones that are still alive are hiding behind those cars over there," she told me as she pointed to the group of cars that had been pushed aside as the foursome moved closer towards Bayville City.

"Red Team get the humans, Gold Team take down the criminals," I shouted out to my groups.

I stopped and grabbed Emma's arm as she began to follow Gold Team.

"Emma contact either Xavier or Jean and get the X-Men here now," I commanded her. She didn't even hesitate as she started her mental relay.

I watched as The Scarlet Witch led Red Team behind twisted metal and rubble to reach the probably hurt and injured humans. I watched as Scarlet Witch signaled for Vanisher to go ahead and teleport all of them to where the people hide behind the cars. Once they arrived there I knew the people would be safe from any harm that might come to them.

"They're on their way. They should be here within five minutes," Emma told me.

"Good, let's go," I told her as we began to follow Pulse out into the open to start distracting the crazed mutants from destroying the rest of the bridge.

"Alright," Pulse said as we gathered around him, "I want White Queen and Rogue to go after Ms. Marvel, Polaris you will be helping Red Team disassemble The Juggernaut until we can get another telepath on site. Avalanche, you and I are going for Mimic and Ruckus."

"Excellent," I replied as we all split up and moved towards our opponents.

Emma and I quickly found Ms. Marvel. She was smashing her way through a bank vault just a little west of where Ruckus and Mimic were. She seemed to have already changed her prison uniform for a more fashionable black and yellow ensemble.

"Alright White Queen give me everything you got on Ms. Marvel here," I said as I watched the crazed blonde woman removed the vault bank door.

"Carol Danvers a.k.a Ms. Marvel originally from Boston Massachusetts she worked with S.H.E.I.L.D before going Rogue, sorry no pun intended of course, and doing her own odd jobs for the highest bidder. Obviously this caused some ruckus, sorry no pun intended there either, with the United States Government. She was quickly apprehended and has for the last six months been kept at Sing-Sing until they finished creating her adamantium prison," Emma summarized for me.

"Our girl has been a little busy. To bad she's been arrested already, she would have been a great asset to our team," I replied to her as we began to make our advance.

"Yes, to bad. She can fly and of course can pretty much destroy anything with her super strength except for adamantium. She also has invulnerability."

"Damn," I said to her as I watched her fly in and out of the bank vault before stopping out front of the now destroyed bank and looking at her comrades.

"Well now or never," I said to Emma, "start probing her mind. Keep her distracted long enough for me to get close enough to her to touch her and knock her out."

"Yes commander."

I nodded as Emma closed her eyes and began to concentrate on the wild blonde woman. As I moved closer to Danvers I began to notice the signs of a mental intrusion. By the time I was five feet away from Ms. Marvel, she was clutching her head in what looked like agony.

When I finally got to the point of contact I turned and looked back towards Emma to start her retreat from Carol's mind. I saw her visually nod to me as she slowly opened her eyes. At this point I removed my gloved hand and braced myself for the contact. But as my hand brushed against Carol's naked skin, her brilliant blue eyes shot open in anger as she grabbed my bare hand with hers.

It took only seconds for my mutation to kick in.

"Let go Carol!" I screamed as I tried to jerk away from the super strong woman.

"Never!" She screamed at me as tiny blue lines creped there way up her perfectly tanned skin.

"I know who you are and I know what you can do. I won't go back to jail. I won't go back." She chanted to me.

As the images of the past events played through out my mind I was shocked to find that this who thing was a set up. Carol had been demoralized when she was captured and placed into that prison with out a proper trial. It was during her stint in that hell hole that she heard the whispers of my name on the wind. She heard of what I could do, of what I could do for her.

Carol Danvers would rather die than be placed in a ten by nine cell for the rest of her mortal life. She would rather die in a battle against me, the only mutant in the world who can kill the unkillable.

"Carol you have to let go!" I screamed as more and more images of Carol Danvers' life flashed through my mind.

I could feel the real Ms. Marvel fading into nothingness as my mutation began to drain the life out of her. But the one inside my head seemed more than content to try and make itself a place within my mind. She was determined to die by hands on this day.

Bayville City Bridge:

When we landed I hadn't expected to see what I saw. There was so much destruction around us as the Brotherhood tried to regain control over the four unruly mutants. People screamed and ran in various directions as our jet landed not ten yards away from the fighting.

I immediately began to search for her. I knew that she wouldn't let her people go in there alone. She would be somewhere deep within the fighting, probably on the front line.

When Scott started to bark out his orders I let it fall onto deaf ears. My whole being was concentrated on Rogue. But as smoke, fire and flying debris littered the area, finding a living sole was pretty much said and done.

"Jean," I said over my shoulder.

"Cyclopes we have a situation," I heard her say ignoring my request for her assistance.

"What kind of situation," he replied to his girlfriend.

"It's Rogue," she said and I was all ears after that.

"She's the leader of the Brotherhood now Jean. She is her people's responsibility," he responded to her.

"No, you don't understand," she said, "Emma's contacting me telepathically."

"Jean we don't have time for this we need to get the civilians out of here and make sure no one dies," Cyclopes replied as he began to instruct the group of mutants before him.

"Somebody already did."

"What?" Scott asked as he stopped his instruction. I felt my heart stop beating as Jean tried to make sense of what Emma was trying to tell her.

"Emma and Rogue went after Ms. Marvel. The plan was easy, Emma distracts Ms. Marvel and Rogue knocks her out while she's distracted. But it was a set up," Jean explained.

"Pardon?" I asked Jean as I came to stand next to Scott.

"Danvers knew Rogue would be here today. She wanted to fight Rogue, she wanted Rogue to kill her," Jean said to us. I could barely make out the hazy shapes of my team mates as they listened to what Jean is saying.

"Désolé (sorry) but Remy don't dink he comprendre (understand) everythin' ya sayin' chéri," I said to her.

"Remy, Rogue just completely absorbed Ms. Marvel," Jean said slightly frustrated yet with this sad, pained look.

"Jean Remy-,"

"She killed her Gambit," Jean spit out to me.

"Where is she, Jean?"

"By the bank on the west side of the bridge," she replied to me.

I didn't say anything to anyone as I took off in a dead run towards the bank. I jumped and hurdled over every obstacle in my way. Nothing deterred me from my destination as I slipped and slide on lose gravel and broken glass.

When I got to the area of destruction in which Jean had mentioned I came to a dead stop. Emma had Rogue's head carefully placed in her lap. Tiny rivers of tears flowed carelessly down her dirty cheeks as she cradled Rogue's unmoving body. Next to Rogue's only bare hand laid the corpse of Ms. Marvel. I could faintly see her once brilliant blue eyes glassed over like a porcelain doll. Carol Danvers blonde hair laid behind her like a fallen angel as Rogue's hand swung almost as lifelessly beside it.

"Emma," I said as I fell to my knees beside what looked like the equally dead women.

"She's not dead," Emma said to me as she looked down at Rogue's face.

"Non?" I asked surprised.

"No, I placed her in a telepathic coma until she can over come Ms. Marvel's personality. Rogue taking in so much of one person at once can severely destroy her mental capacity."

"Pardon Chere but Remy don't follow," I said to her as I brushed aside some of Rogue's white locks.

"It means that if Rogue doesn't win this battle against Ms. Marvel then we might not ever see our Rogue again. She could very well already be lost to us and forever trapped within the confines of her own mind. We won't truly know what's going with her until she allows someone to enter her mind or she wakes up."

"D'accord (ok)," I said to her as we both just sat there between the two beauties, waiting for whatever might come.

New Orleans:

"Today in other news four mutants escaped from a maximum security transport today in Bayville New York. Luckily for the surrounding citizens of Bayville a group of mutant superhero's calling them selves both the Brotherhood and the X-Men helped local authorities place the escaped convicts back into their holding cells.

"Unfortunately one of the escaped convicts were killed, her name has yet to be released to the press until the family has been notified. Only of Brotherhood members were severely injured due to a power…"

The television was placed on mute as the broadcaster showed a clip caught by some amateur video cameraman. The shot showed a few bits of the X-Men and Brotherhood working side by side but in one of the last clips the video cameraman caught the scene of the dead mutant along with the injured one. Sitting beside the two fallen mutants was a barely clad mutant in white and a familiar man in a brown duster.

The blonde woman watching the scene pressed pause as the familiar man brushed a white lock out of the fallen mutants face. Her hazel eyes narrowed as she tapped her perfectly manicured finger nails on the sophisticated desk she sat behind. Only one word left her mouth as she starred transfixed on the scene before her.

"Remy…"

A/N: I wonder who this woman is in New Orleans??? Lol