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Author: Rhapsody
Disclaimer: I am a poor college student and this is my get rich quick scheme, fan fiction. Imagine that!
Title: Oh, By The Way… 5


Remy made his way to Ororo’s balcony window and picked the lock of the doors. The wind danced with her curtains and blurred the sleeping figure upon the bed. If the curtains did not blur his path of sight, he would have seen that Ororo’s body was not the only adult body upon the bed.

“Why is Stormy sleeping on her left side? Must be because of the babe,” he thought to himself.

Walking closer to the bed the light of the moon stopped him dead in his tracks as he saw what the moon illuminated. His jaw seemed unhinged as it gaped open at the sight of Logan’s body in that bed, with not one but two children. If someone were to slap him on the back at that moment, his heart would have surely leapt from his chest.

“Hmmm…” Ororo stretched the arm under her and placed it back where it was, but the arm that was free she stretch across her children, unconsciously aware of not settling the pressure of her arm on them.

As if almost on cue, Logan began to stir. Apparently his nose was more awake than he was. “Cajun, if you wake these kids or Ororo, it’s you and me to the death!”

“Roof, Now!” was the only response.

Remy went straight to the roof and with his natural grace he began pacing the panel while lighting and absorbing the charge of the card in his hand. “Do Remy jus’ throw dis at da homme or let him speak den throw it?”

“Hey, Cajun, ya planning’ on throwing that at me?”

“Gambit, still t’inkin’ ‘bout it! Why you or Stormy not tell me. If you been a true homme you would’ve ask Gambit first.”

“Asked ya what Cajun? Ororo’s a grown woman, she can decide for herself and she did. After she and I made it official, we figured we needed a shit load of time together away from this place. So she told everyone she was going to Africa for a much-needed vacation and to take care some things and I did my disappearing act. It was perfect.”

“So let me get dis straight before I kill you homme. You and Stormy be married? And you were married ‘fore you left da mansion? And you not tell Gambit?”

“Please do not be angry with us Remy. Well, not too angry anyway.”

“Ororo? Where are the kids?” Logan asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I thought they were both too young for a night on the roof,” She smiled. “Relax love, they are still asleep in their play pen and I figured with your hearing you will be able to detect the slightest movement.”

“Uh, Helloooo! Gambit still standin’ here, waiting.”

Ororo started to make her way towards Remy but he stopped her.

“Stay dere, Stormy. Gambit can’ talk to you when you too close. Gambit not concentrate or t’ink straight when you touch him like dat and you know it chere.”

“So she uses that against you too huh?” Logan grinned while lighting his cigar. Ororo first tossed his a smirk from over her shoulder for that comment and then a warning glance for his latter action.

“Darlin’ were outside, they’re inside.”

“Not the point and you know it. You better take a shower before handling our children.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Gambit, there is nothing to say that will make you feel any more clearer on this current event. We felt we had to go about this secretly because neither of us are public people. When we first made our decision you were away with Elizabeth, though that is not an excuse, it will have to serve as a temporary explanation.”

“Okay Chere, but how do you explain the two babes? Gambit jus’ thought dere was a petite fille and now dere is another?”

“That’s easy, Gumbo, they’re twins”

“You may not wann’ go callin’ names or Stormy’s kids gonn’ grow-up knowin’ me as dere pere!” Ororo stepped between exposed claws and glowing cards and extended fists of lightning in both direction to separate the two.

“I will gladly raised both those children on my own if you two do not stop this foolery. Both my children will know their father and their Guardian Angel.”

“Guardian Angel? What you mean Chere?

“Well, you have always been there for me when I have needed you most, like a guardian angel almost. Through much deliberation and arguing,” she glanced back at her husband. “Logan and I have named Jean and Scott as godparents but we also wanted someone who would go to the ends of the Earth to make sure our children were well taken care of and protected as we would if anything were to happen. You are the only person who will freeze hell over to make them happy.”

“You know Stormy, you assume I’d do a lot for lil’ Stormy and Wolvie.”

“Am I wrong?”

“No, you be right, and I accept.”

“Things cool Cajun?” Logan asked while extending a hand.

Remy accepted his hand but looked him square in the eye. “For Stormy’s sake and de twins, it’d be cool between you and me. So, Remy guess this be g’night den.”

“I love you,” Ororo said while gathering Remy in a hug.

“I believe you, Chere, but never forget you be Remy’s soeur and you mean de world ta me. Therefore, you homme,” pointing to Logan, “better take damn good care of your new family.”

“Aye, aye Cajun.”





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