A Rogue's Tale

Escape Clause: Part 1

Chapter Nine: Escape Clause

The next morning Rogue awakened to the smell of piping hot muffins and turned over in bed forgetting for a moment where she was. She tried to think back to what happened last night, recollecting that she and Mercy followed the boys on their caper and found that green rock. The mysterious jewel turned off her powers and...

"Oh my god," Rogue said out loud when she looked down. She was in her nightgown. How did that happen? "Think...what happened? Remy and ah were on the couch kissin' an..." She thought some more but got nothing. "What did ah do?"

She didn't want to think about it, mostly because she couldn't remember. If she knew for sure then maybe she wouldn't be so embarrassed. She went into the bathroom to take a shower, realizing that her bones were a little stiff after last night. A hot shower was just what she needed.

She brought in a change of clothes, a simple pair of jeans and a solid black long sleeve T-shirt. She didn't expect that gem to work all the time and wouldn't be one bit surprised if she found out that it was all in her head, and last night was in its entirety all a dream.

She came out of the bedroom fully dressed with her gloves covering her hands. "Hey," was all she could say. Remy was in the kitchen making breakfast, and she could smell bacon cheese omelets, which was one of her favorites.

She still felt a little awkward about last night, but as soon as she walked into the kitchen he looked up and gave her a smile.

"Can ah help?" she asked.

"I got it covered," he said and picked up the spatula.

"Then ah'll set the table," she said and looked into the cupboard for some dishes. This was the second time he insisted on cooking for her, and if it continued it was going to spoil her. She had to admit he was an excellent cook, and if it ever stopped, she would miss it. "There, that's perfect." She put a small vase in the center of the table with one red rose and one black one.

Not many people liked black roses thinking somehow, they brought bad omens, but they we're her favorites. They gave off a wonderful scent that she just loved.

Remy was the romantic type and put their orange juice in wine glasses. He divvied up the food putting two pieces of French toast on her plate. There were also fresh strawberries with bananas and cream and fresh maple syrup if she desired.

She was suddenly starving and couldn't wait to eat. Like a true gentleman he pulled out her chair. Yes, He was definitely going to spoil her, and she didn't mind one bit.

"So why are you still wearin' dem gloves?" he asked as she dug into her food.

She looked down at her hands, and even though they were nice gloves and went perfectly with her outfit she did wonder. Since there were no other people around, she didn't have to be so fearful of her powers. Remy understood what she could do and would be careful not to touch her.

"Force a habit, I guess" she said and took a moment to take them off. It was nice to get rid of some of the restrictions her powers left her with.

"Ain't dat better?" he asked and took a sip of orange juice.

"Yeah... just... be careful," she said and returned to eating her food.

"Remy always careful," he said and brought her some freshly cooked sausage to his mouth and took a bite. She had a feeling he was doing that on purpose. Her mind wondered back to waking up in that nightgown. She didn't remember changing, and she didn't want to ask that question. She felt like she would go mad if she didn't.

"Remy... ah need t'ask you somethin'," she said hesitantly. She wasn't quite finished with her breakfast, but she couldn't stand it another minute. "Ah need to know, umm...something happened between us last night?"

"What makes to t'ink dat, chere?" he asked taking another bite.

"Well, ah woke up in a night gown... and... ah don't know how I got that way," she said and her face turned blood red.

"Anna," he said rolling his eyes a bit and giving her smirk. She had gone white as a sheet as images of her and Remy rolling around in his silk sheets. He chuckled a bit before saying, "You fell asleep on de couch last night, so I carried you into de bedroom," he said and finished off his orange juice.

She felt embarrassed thinking for a second that he had taken advantage of her, but that still didn't explain how she ended up in her nightgown. "But how..."

"I didn't t'ink you'd be comfortable sleeping in your clothes so I helped you change. I slept on the couch." She let out a breath looking relieved. "Did you want somet'ing to happen?"

"Oh, no," she said but too quickly, and she saw that he looked hurt. "Well, what I mean is I was so tired last night after everythin', but if something were to happen ah want t'remember it."

"Ain't somethin' you could forget," he said teasing her. She blushed at his comment, and she guessed he enjoyed doing that. "Are you still hungry?"

"No, ah'm fine," she said, and she got up from the table. "Well, since you made breakfast ah'll do the dishes."

"Alright, chere," he said and got up to clear the table for her. She busied herself taking out the cleaning supplies from under the sink. Right after she turned on the faucet to get some water, Remy walked towards the door leading to the hallway. "Look I gotta go out for a little while, but I'll be back soon."

"Where ya goin'?" she asked with a worried look on her face.

"Just gotta take care of a few t'ing's before we leave tonight," he said and put his arm around her. "Now, while I'm gone don' open the door for anyone, less it's Mercy or me, okay?"

"Alright," she said. "Be careful, okay?"

"I will," he said and embraced her. He grabbed his duster and walked out the door. He looked back one last time and she blew him a kiss which he pretended to catch which made her smile. She closed the door but knew she wouldn't be able to rest until he returned. 

To Be Continued...