Guardian Angels
and the Keys of Music
by Raven Adams

Part Two: Cryin'

Rogue flew back from town, a smile on her lips. Maybe he can do somethin' f' me! Maybe my powers will be gone, then Remy an' Ah-

She stopped in mid flight. She and Remy could what? She left him in Antarctica, remember? She left him in the cold to die, told him she didn't love him, that he was an X-Man no more.

B-But Ah can find him! she told herself, then shook her head.

He had done some bad things. She'd never forgive him for that.

"But Ah love him!" she whispered to herself. It didn't matter. He didn't love her. How could he? How many lies did he tell her? Had there ever been any truths?

She shook her head, clearing the thoughts from it.

She was over Central Park now, and she looked down. Tears formed in her eyes at young lovers walking by the pond, kissing, holding hands. Something she'd never been able to do. Why can' that be me? She closed her eyes, wishing it would all go away.

When she opened them again, she saw a bundle of wings laying on the ground. Archangel?

She flew down closer. It was him! She touched ground beside him, and put a hand on one of his wings.

"Warren? Sugah, you alright?" She asked. He didn't move and instead of hearing his answer, she heard music. An old song she couldn't place at first, and then another:

There was a time
When I was so brokenhearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine

Love a friend? Hump! Never! All the love she'd ever known was driven away by her blasted powers. All the more reason to let that doctor take them away.

No more hurt, pain, or broken hearts.

The tables have turned, yeah
'Cause me and them ways have parted
That kind of love was the killin' kind, so listen

She'd killed Cody. Gambit was probably dead too.

What had she been thinking, leaving him there without a shirt? She had known he wouldn't be able to make it back.

But then again, he was a survivor, if all else, he survived. Probably wasn't in the Arctic anymore either.

All I want is someone I can't resist I
know all I need to know by the way that I got kissed!

Kissing's what got her in this mess.

But she loved it. It was the most thrilling experience of her life... well the second most, but she wouldn't think about that. She couldn't without crying, or ripping something to shreds.

She had just learned what all other women felt, and now... well, it was gone. If this doctor couldn't help her, she'd never feel it again.

Now there's not even breathin' room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah you cry when we're makin' love
Must be one and the same

Remy had cried. The first time she'd really seen tears in his eyes. He'd told her how beautiful she was to him, how much he loved her. He'd held her so close afterwards, and so gently, like she would break, that she had cried too.

The little bit of discomfort she had first felt went away quickly, and then there was nothing but the pleasure. His soft kisses, and his professed love.

His saying those three words had been the best part of all. Because as he uttered them over and over again, she knew, deep in her heart, that they were true, and that she would forgive him anything because he'd said them to her.

It's down on me
Yeah, I got to tell you one thing
It's been on my mind
Girl I gotta say
We're partners in crime

But she didn't forgive him everything.

Because of him, hundreds were murdered. Because of him, Archangel, their friend! had lost his wings. Because of him, her heart was broken again.

But was she any worse for leaving him in Antarctica? Leaving him in the cold, without a shirt? Without a hope of getting back, and only a slim chance of survival?

You got that certain something
What you give to me
Takes my breath away

He had given her her first real taste of love and passion, what had she given him? The cold shoulder, literally. His kisses... they had been lasting. She could still feel the trail his lips had made all over her face and neck.

She could still see him, when he'd thought she was asleep, reach out and almost brush her face with the back of his hand. A loving caress she had never felt, because he'd pulled away too soon.

Now the word out on the street
Is the devil's in your kiss
If our love goes up in flames
It's a fire I can't resist

She still wanted to feel that hand on her check. Still wanted to feel his lips brush hers. She... she wanted to be back in that cave, without their powers. She wanted to relive that night over and over again...

Oh God! Had she always been so wanton?

No, this is what he had done to her. It wasn't her fault, it was his!

Cause what you got inside
Ain't where your love should stay
Yeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love
Till you give your heart away, yeah ahh

She gave her heart away, and look at what it got her.

It was smashed to bits. Burned to flame... just like the queen of hearts card she still carried with her.

And why? Because she'd been foolish enough to fall in love with someone who she knew had a past. One she knew would never tell her the whole truth.

But she'd never told him the whole truth either. he didn't even know her real name! No one did. He didn't know all she had been through, or why she kept it all a secret. But she'd never done something so bad as what he'd done!

I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin to forget you
Your love is sweet misery I
was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down to, down to, down to, down to, down to... ahh

Could she really blame him for not telling her, or anyone for that matter? Look at what they'd done to him when they found out. He was no longer an X-Man, cast out forever it appeared.

If he showed up on their doorstep, would anyone open the door? Probably not.

What would Professor Xavier say about that? Did he know? Had Gambit told him, or had the Professor ever looked that deep into the Cajun's mind to see what he hid from everyone? Did he not care, or did he think the that Gambit had redeemed himself?

When she had met him, her life was just seeming to come together again. She was with people like herself, and she had friends. But had she really been happy? Did she really feel like she had belonged?

No.

The happiness had started when he'd started to show interest in her. Someone who knew what she was, what she could do, and yet, he had chased her. Had tried to get her to love him. It had been fun, that game.

But when had it stopped being a game, and become real love? She didn't know. She just knew that she did love him, no matter what she had told him, he was her heart and soul. And now all three were probably dead. Long gone. Frozen.

I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm dyin to forget you
Your love is sweet
I was cryin' when I met you

"Get outta my head!" She cried out. She wanted him to leave her alone. But would she let him? Could she?

Like Archangel, she fell to her knees, but she wouldn't cry. She hadn't done anything wrong.... What had she done? She'd left her heart to die in the cold! Is that why chills were running up and down her now?

She started to cry after all.

Continued in Chapter 3.

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