Authors Note: This isn't exactly romance. More friendship or family but you may think of it romantically if you really want too. This takes place right after "On Angel's Wings"

"Rogue? What are you doing over here?"

Rogue looked up from her seat by the window to see Scott Summers standing before her. It was Holiday Break and they were the only students who didn't go home to family, in other words, the only ones with no family to go to.

"I'm just thinking, Scott," she responded, hoping he wouldn't want more detail.

"About what?"

Obviously her hopes were not at all answered.

Rogue shrugged "I don't know," she said. She wasn't ready to talk about it.

Scott nodded and stood up to leave.

"Scott," Rogue said before she realized it. Suddenly she felt like talking about it. Scott Summers may be the only one who really understood.

He turned around "Yeah?"

"I just...Do you ever..." Rogue stammered trying to find the words. "I was just thinking... About my past. I don't know much about it. I wish I knew more."

Scott smiled and sat back down next to her. "I know, Rogue. I don't remember much either. I don't know very much about my parents. I really don't remember a lot before the that plane crash."

"I wish I could at least remember my own name," Rogue chuckled sourly. "My memories are all jumbled up. I can recall some stuff but the rest is just..."

"Blurry? Blank? Utterly and annoyingly impossible to reach?"

Rogue stared at Scott, she couldn't have said it better herself.

"Look, Rogue," he said to her "I get it. You remember what I said back in that diner? I can only wish for my answers and wait for them. I don't know about you but I hope I don't need to wait much longer. Honestly, it just feels so difficult. My past? I can't piece it together, not before the crash. And the things after the crash... I don't want to remember. I don't like to think about much before the Institute."

Rogue nodded and cast her gaze to her boots. "It's just so confusing. I can barely pace anything before I touched Cody... I get nothing from before I was six. It's just so... Hard. I've never known my parents. I could never remember them, definitely not now."

"We can't make ourselves remember, you know," Scott put his hand on her shoulder. "I wish I'd never gotten those stupid head injuries." He sratched his head and got a giggle from Rogue.

They sat quietly for a little while, both lost in thought. Neither of them had anyone to leave to, Rogue wasn't about to go home to Irene or anything. Since Scott was young he'd lost his family. Since a year ago Rogue lost her identity. She never knew her parents.
Scott stood up suddenly and headed for the door.

"I think we'd better get to bed, Rogue," he said.

She nodded and followed him out. the two didn't talk once the whole way to their rooms. As they were about to part ways to head to their respective rooms, Rogue stopped him.

"Thanks, Scott," she smiling slightly.

Scott was a little taken by surprise since the silence between them had just lasted so long. But he smiled back anyway.

"You know, Rogue," he told her as she entered her room "I think we've got more in common than I thought."

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