Title: Texaco Part 1
Fandom: Ultimate X-Men
Characters: Rogue/Gambit/Juggernaut
Prompt: #1 - Black Velvet
Word Count: 550
Rating: PG
Summary: The past will never leave you alone and you can never escape the pain.
Author's Notes: Set post Ultimate X-Men Annual 1 after Rogue's return to the Mansion.
Rogue really should have known this day would come. He had followed her to Vegas to pledge his love to her, had she really expected that Juggernaut would just let her go back to Xavier's and not try and persue it? Still, she had started making a life for herself again. While she didn't quite trust Kitty, she accepted she was with the webslinging boy, Spiderman. Rogue and Bobby were rekindling what they had shared and now, with Remy's power coursing through her and her own power muted, they were exploring everything they'd been denied before. Things weren't perfect but they were slowly coming around to something better than she had experienced the last time she had been within these walls. Before Las Vegas. Before Gambit.
The call had come out of nowhere and he hadn't even waited for her answer. Just a short message to meet him at a local gas station. Rogue pondered not going but she knew that if she didn't, he'd come to the Mansion and she wouldn't bring that hell down upon those that were becoming her friends once more.
Part of her had pondered flying there, letting him see that she wasn't the woman she'd known but, in the end, she'd choosen to walk. She'd rather hold that back, just in case. Of course, walking had turned to hitching and she caught the first truck that went by. Sliding up into the seat, she settled in and stared out the window, avoiding small talk by concentrating on the radio.
The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything . Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
By the time they pulled up the gas station, she was fighting tears and she couldn't get that goddamn song out of her head. Cain was standing on the edge of the asphalt, looking big and loomy and Juggernaut-ish. The driver put a restraining hand on her arm, causing Rogue to shriek, leaping up against the door in fear.
"Shh, girl. I ain't hurting you. I'm just... you sure you want me to let out here. What with him standing around.' He nodded in Cain's way. Rogue couldn't help but laugh. "He's the one I'm meetin',' she admitted, sliding out of the truck and crossing the parking lot to where he stood.
"So, I'm here. Now what?" Staring up at him, eyes narrowing.
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees
"I told you what in Vegas, Rogue. I love you." He wanted to be sitting, to lay down at her feet. Not that he was submissive to her but standing there, looming over her, reminded him too much of when he'd found her and Gambit in Las Vegas and she was likely thinking the same thing.
"And I'm in love with a dead man,' she said, letting her eyes opening a little. Letting him see the red of her eyes. "A dead man that lives on inside of me."
Every word of every song that he sang was for you. In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon, what could you do?
Title: Texaco Part 2
Fandom: Ultimate X-Men
Characters: Rogue/Gambit/Juggernaut
Prompt: #2 Someday
Word Count: 284
Rating: PG
Summary: The past will never leave you alone and you can never escape the pain.
Author's Notes: Set post Ultimate X-Men Annual 1 after Rogue's return to the Mansion.
Things we've always needed to say. That was all Rogue could think about. All the things they should be saying, could be saying. Things had never been right between them, not since day one in that cell. And now they were standing toe to toe in a parking lot, his sad eyes meeting her red on black ones and she couldn't help but think it was too late. It was too late the moment that cell locked behind her and she found herself in a room with a man that called himself Juggernaut. A man that helped her when he could, couldn't more often than not and had become her best friend and her greatest enemy. They'd turned into a bad novel, all torn bodice and cheap ploy covers. Standing there staring at one another, not a word said, just everything they couldn't say stretching out between them.
"How the hell did we end up like this, Rogue?" Suddenly demanding, shoulders slumping. "I was there for you. I was your only friend in that place and you get all swept off your feet by some swamp rat and you forget everything I did, everything we shared?"
"What we shared is over, Cain. It's gone. It died when he did." She turned away then, hugging herself tight. "I'm not that woman anymore. I'm more than that and I'm not sure how I can just go back to being that scared little girl pretending to be tough. I'm not scared anymore, Cain. Because I know that nothing will ever be all right. Nothing at all. It's too late. It's just too late."
Title: Texaco Part 3
Fandom: Ultimate X-Men
Characters: Rogue/Gambit/Juggernaut
Prompt: #4 My Sundown
Word Count: 382
Rating: PG
Summary: The past will never leave you alone and you can never escape the pain.
Author's Notes: Set post Ultimate X-Men Annual 1 after Rogue's return to the Mansion.
What she was saying couldn't be true, it just couldn't. It couldn't be over. With everything they'd been through and all they had done as a team, there had to be more. If there was no more chance between them then what did he have? Weapon X was over, he was through with the Brotherhood. Juggernaut had thrown that all away just to seek her out, to show her the one thing he should have shown her before. Love. But if she was done with him, what remained?
"It doesn't have to be too late,' he managed to croak out, sinking down to his knees to try and put them on a bit more of an even level. He reached for her gloved hands, relieved when Rogue didn't yank away, and enclosed her tiny hands within his own. "You can't have forgotten it all, Rogue. There were good times in all that bad. You liked some of it, when it was you and me out on a mission. We laughed, Rogue. And you smiled. A lot. I remember you smiling at me." Desperately clutching at straws, his heart leaden in his chest.
"Please, Rogue, give me one more chance."
Without her, what humanity remained? Would he just slip away to the monster he'd been becoming before her. It was that tiny slip of a girl that had saved him from becoming one with them. It was she that had reminded him there was a reason to fight rather than accepting. If she could stand up to them, so young and tiny, how could he give up? With every beating she'd taken, he'd found reason to fight. With every broken limb, every time she'd been forced to absorb Sabertooth or another, she had reminded him that he couldn't give up. But now she was giving up and hearing those words from her was a knife in his heart.
"Don't say goodbye, please. Not yet. Give me a chance. I'm not him...' For which he would thank god every day. "But that doesn't mean I can't give you what he did. I can love you. I can make you happy. Let me be more than your partner, Rogue."
Title: Texaco Part 4
Fandom: Ultimate X-Men
Characters: Rogue/Gambit/Juggernaut
Prompt: #5 Broken
Word Count: 387
Rating: PG
Summary: The past will never leave you alone and you can never escape the pain.
Author's Notes: Set post Ultimate X-Men Annual 1 after Rogue's return to the Mansion.
"Don't do this, Juggernaut. Please. I can't handle this. I...' She pulled her hands from his, bowing her head as she fought back tears. "It's over. There's nothing left. I've tried and I care about Bobby but there's something just not right in here anymore." Her hand went to her chest, touching the spot over her heart. "It's just... empty. There's nothing left."
"No. Don't you dare say that!" Before she could think to pull off a glove, he had her in his arms, practically crushing that petite form to his chest. "Please, try and think about it before. Before he came and made you all stupid. You were a survivor, Rogue. You could take anything they gave you and smile as you spit in their face. Don't let one swamp rat break you of that."
But already she was struggling, kicking and flailing as she tried to break his hold. Cain took every blow, absorbed every tiny sting as he kept her close to him. If anyone looked over, they might well call the cops as a tiny slip of a girl shrieked and whimpered in the hold of a man that looked big enough to crush her. But instead he held her close, cradling her as he whispered sweet nothings, murmuring softly for her to let it out, to cry and get it over with. He held her while she sobbed, wailing out the name of another man, a man that had died trying to keep them apart. A man that now lived on within her, was part of her rather than just the man she loved. She was the man she loved now and he had to accept that as well. To love her now would be to accept that she would never be over Gambit. The worst may be over but it wasn't done. For her it never would be. But he could be there to help her through it. He could be her rock, the wall she leaned on.
"Let me heal it? Please? Don't give up now, you have to fight." He paused, hating himself for playing that next card. He hated himself so much.
"If not for me, do it for him. Do it for that swamp rat."