Jean and Rogue never got along. But when Jean offers Rogue a chance to live a somewhat normal life, where she can be free to touch anyone without absorbing them, does Rogue take up the offer that will change both their lives? AU, drama, scottjean, rommyness.

Okay I gota admit I got the idea 4 this from stargate episode 'holiday', and also from buffy the vampire slayer, the ep when faith and buffy switch bodies. Xmen are not mine (sobs), blah blah blah.. I gotta admit, im not much of a scott/jean fan (I actually HATE their characters in the cartoon series), but since this is MY story, I'll make an exception.. also to all u rommy fans, REMMY&ROGUE 4EVA! YAY! Lol... enough of me yammering! enjoy the story!

author's notes: ive changed the story a bit. Remmy lives with the xmen. There is no scarlet witch, and the arcolytes aren't in bayville (use ur imagination- they could b trying to take over the world from another country) Jean, scott, rogue and kurt are in final yr of high school. They're all 18, or turning 18. kitty, spike, lance pietro, etc r in yr 11 (I duno wat its called in USA) Remmy is in his earli 20s, so he doesn't go to school.

just so u don't get confused..

'blah blah' = thoughts, "blah blah" = speech

Ch1: a strange find

Rogue stood nose to nose with Jean. Jean, along with Scott and Gambit who were watching, were very uneasy with how Rogue was so willing to stand so close to someone, even if it was someone she despised, risking skin to skin contact. "I thought ah told ya to stay outa mah head!" Rogue grumbled to Jean before storming down the hallway. Remmy lowered his sunglasses; just enough so Jean could see his demon eyes.

"Don' worry 'bout her, petite. Remmy gonna make sure she okay," He explained, before following Rogue down the hallway.

Scott, still standing behind Jean, put his hand on her shoulder. "Jean, are your powers going nuts again?"

Before she could answer, Jean felt like her head was hit with a sledgehammer. She scrunched her face and put her hands to her head.

'I hope she's alright.'

'Man, his breath stinks!'

'It's so beautiful outside.

'Oh no! I'm gonna be late!

'Like, the professor's gonna kill me when he finds out I failed my geometry test!'

'Damn it's cold in here.'

"Jean?" Scott spun Jean around so that she was facing him. "Jean? Are you alright?" Jean opened her eyes to see a set of sunglasses with red lenses. All the thoughts she was hearing, slowly drifted away. She was getting control back. She forced a smile and nodded to Scott.

"Yeah, thanks Scott. I'll be fine," She replied, wiping a stray hair out of her face.

"I just don't want you to lose control again," Scott explained, rubbing Jean's back. Jean smiled back. "Because you're pretty much the only one who can help me stop Pietro in a fight," Scott joked.

Jean hit Scott on the arm. "Hardy har Scott. Nice to know I'm only needed as your back up!" Jean joked back. "Don't worry, I'm alright," Jean explained, heading for her locker. Scott walked with her. "I'm going to go see the Professor after school."

"The professor left with Storm this morning for another new.." Scott cupped his hand near his mouth and whispered, "Mutant." He explained.

"He did?" Jean asked. Scott nodded. "Where was I when he left?" Jean asked, swapping her books over for her next class.

"Asleep. They left around 6am when I was in the Danger room with Logan. Are you going to be okay until he comes back?" Scott asked.

Jean closed her locker. "Yeah I'll be fine. If my powers go nuts again, you'll know it," She explained. The red-head looked at her watch. "I'm late for History. See you at lunchtime k?" Jean smiled.

Just as she began to walk off, Scott grabbed her arm. "Er.. Jean, can I borrow your English book? I left mine at home," Scott asked sheepishly.

"Again?" Jean walked back to her locker and took out her English book. She held it out for Scott to take the book. "Sometimes I don't know what you'd do without me," Jean smiled. Scott took the book and smiled.

"Let's hope we never have to find out," He smiled, and then walked towards his English class.

Jean smiled at the sight of Scott's rear end –even though she'd never admit it out loud. As she turned back around to head to her class, thoughts of everyone nearby came flooding into Jean's head.

'Why doesn't he like me?'

'In 1945 the.."

'My leg's so itchy!'

'I can't wait to go home.'

'Magneto has no idea what is coming to him."

Jean's eyes shot around the room. Her first impulse was to look for one of the xmen, maybe one of the more cocky boys, like Gambit, or Bobby. Or maybe one of the brotherhood boys, like Toad. No. The voice was female. But it didn't match any of the x-girls'. The voice was more defined, mature. It was a female adult.

"Mystique!" Jean whispered to herself. Jean looked around the hallway, but couldn't find her. "She's a shape shifter Jean! Of course you're not gonna see her!" Jean told herself. So she closed her eyes and tried to follow Mystique's thoughts. "Concentrate Jean! Concentrate!" Jean tried to block out the other voices and tried to follow only Mystique's.

'I'll get him back for trying to dispose of me. With the device, He'll soon be bowing at my feet. But I have to stop that stupid brat Pietro from suspecting something. Tonight I'll have to hide it somewhere other than my own bedroom! But where?...'

"Oh no!" Jean opened her eyes and looked around the room again. 'She's gone!' Jean thought to herself. 'What was she talking about!? I'll have to talk to the professor. No. By the time he comes back, whatever she's planning might already happen!' Jean thought to herself. 'But what to do?'

"Like, Kurt! How can you say that everything's going to be alright? I failed my Geometry test!" Kitty moped as she walked down the school hallway with Kurt. They were heading towards Jean.

"Don't worry Kitty. Meybe ze professor will make you have a lesson or 2 with Mr MaCoy, and zat isn't so bad," Kurt replied. "It vill help boost your grades."

Jean walked up to her fellow Xmen. "Hey Kitty! Hey Kurt!" she greeted.

"Hey Jean. Vat's up?" Kurt smiled.

Jean turned to Kitty. "Nothing much, but could I borrow Kitty for a sec?" She asked. Kitty jumped behind Kurt.

"Oh, this isn't about my geometry test is it?" she asked cautiously.

"No. It's not," Jean assured. "But I think the professor's going to find out about it, whether you tell him about it or not." Kitty cringed a little. "You're going to Lance's tonight aren't you?"

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"This is like, so insane Jean! You still haven't told me why we're doing this!" Kitty whispered. She and Jean hid behind Lance's jeep. They slowly peeked over the hood to see the front door of the brotherhood mansion.

"I promise I'll tell you later. For now, let's just say that I've got a hunch that Mystique's planning something," Jean whispered.

"Yeah, well, what else is new?" Kitty replied. "So, like, all you want me to do is make sure no-one goes near Mystique's room?"

"Yeah. But don't worry. You wont have to do it for long. I'll hopefully be in and out in less than 5 minutes. I just want to take a peek. Okay?" Jean asked. Kitty nodded and stood up. She checked that her clothes were in order, tightened her ponytail, and then confidently headed towards the front door of the brotherhood mansion.

Jean watched from behind the jeep as Lance opened the door with a smile on his face. Kitty went inside and Jean waited a minute before running to the side of the house. She telekinetically lifted herself to the second storey windows. The first had a bed that bent inwards in the middle. The bed head leaned inwards, a sign that someone extremely heavy slept there. The paint on the walls were chipped, and clothes were thrown into one corner. 'Blob's room.' The second room that Jean flew to was neat. The paint on the walls weren't chipped, and the bed was made. A full-length mirror stood next to the set of draws. Off the mirror hung an aqua full-body suit with silver shoulder pads. 'Quicksilver's room.' Jean flew to the other side of the house. The window was bigger that those of the other bedrooms. Jean peered into the window. The room was furnished with amazing golden embroidered drapes, a giant four-poster bed. A large full-length mirror, a walk-in closet, and a desk were also in the room. Jean checked that there was no one in the room. She then used her powers to unlock the window. The window slowly slid upwards, and Jean climbed in.

She flew across the room and locked the bedroom door. She then flew across the room, to the desk. There was some old-looking papers, and some sort of paperweight on top. No. It was a device of some sort. Jean picked it up. It was a metallic silvery-gray colour device, with three pearly-looking balls. It looked like a bracelet that had been squashed to an oval shape. Jean noticed the paper that the device was sitting on. It had a picture of the device sitting around the palm of a hand. She copied the picture by sliding the oval ring over her four fingers and down to her palm. The three pearl balls lit up momentarily, then dimmed down again. She took the device off and put it in her pocket. She then took the numerous pieces of old coffee-coloured papers and fled out the window. As soon as she was out the window, she remembered that she forgot to unlock the bedroom door. And so, she flew back to the window and used her abilities to unlock the door.

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"Cumon Cherie! Just one more game of pool!" Remmy pleaded. Rogue sat on the end of the pool table, gloating in her own victory.

"Yah just cant stand tha idea of losing to a gal can ya Gambit?" She smiled. Rogue jumped off the pool table and headed for the door. Gambit shuffled across to block Rogue's path.

"How 'bout double or nutin?" He replied, in his sexy husky voice. He took a step in Rogue's direction, so that he was about one foot away from the southern gal.

"No way swamp rat!" Rogue smiled. "Ah got a danger room session with Logan now, and he'll kill me if ahm late," She explained. She tried to step around him, but Remmy just shuffled in front of her path again.

"Remmy beat you next time, Cherie. Just answer Remmy's question."

"And what question is that?"

"Can Remmy steal a kiss from this beautiful southern gal?" Gambit asked, taking Rogue's gloved hand. Rogue watched as Remmy kissed the back of her gloved hand. Remmy took off his sunglasses and looked into her deep green eyes.

Rogue pulled back when she saw that Remmy's face was coming closer to her own. "Yah know ah can't Remmy. You know ah hate it when yah tease me," She pulled her hand away from his. She looked down so that Remmy wouldn't see her hurt face. After a few seconds, she looked back up. "Ahm late for my session with Logan," She said softly. This time Remmy didn't stop her when she tried to leave the room. He lowered his head as she passed him.

"Remmy not teasing you Cherie," He replied, not even turning to see if Rogue heard it or if she'd left the room already.

Rogue headed to the Danger room. She saw Logan was waiting outside the Danger room for her, with a glare on his face. "What did ah do now?"

Logan looked at his watch. "Ya late, kid."

"Hey, at least ah turned up!" She huffed, putting her hands on her hips. Logan grunted. "I was kicking Gambit's ass in pool."

"That's ma girl. That boy needs his ego shot down. He still trying to steal a kiss from ya?" Logan snorted as he opened the Danger room doors. Rogue nodded. "Well if he tries anything ya don't like.." Logan unsheathed his adamantuim claws. Rogue laughed at the idea of Logan trying to take a slice at Remmy. "Okay, let's get started."

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Jean sat in her room, looking through the papers she stole from Mystique's room. Some looked like original ancient papers, and some were translated pages. Jean gave up trying to read the old pages, and went to reading the translated notes.

Transference of souls...... powers of thy enemy....

--knock knock--

Jean quickly hid the papers and the device into the draw of her desk. She then opened up the first book she could reach, to make it look like she was studying. "Come in!"

The door opened, and Scott entered the room. "Hey, Kitty and Kurt want me to take them to the movies, wanna join?" He asked, spinning his car keys on his index finger.

"Sounds great. When are you taking them?" Jean asked, anxious to keep reading the translations.

Scott pulled up his sleeve and looked at his watch. "Pretty much.. now. Want me to give you 5 minutes to get ready?" He asked, looking up from his watch.

"Yeah, give me a couple minutes. I'll meet you guys downstairs," Jean said. Scott nodded and left Jean's room. As soon as he was gone, Jean opened the draw and pulled out the translations.

Man finds immortality and ultimate power through this transference of souls. One can render a man helpless, or live through the eyes of a king. Not an exchange of bodies, but rather an exchange of souls...

Jean put the paper back in her draw. 'Exchanging souls? How is that different to swapping bodies?' Jean asked herself. She shrugged it off and decided to enjoy her night, and to figure out the device's purpose later. Jean fixed up her make up, grabbed her jean jacket, and then headed out her bedroom, towards the front door.

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"Watch it Blob! You nearly sat on the remote control!" Toad screamed.

"You sit so close to the Tv, you don't need a remote!" Blob bellowed back as he sat on the couch.

"Will you guys shut up!" Lance commanded.

"Heyyouguys! Mystiqueshome! Andshedoesntlookhappy!" Peitro warned everyone at lightning speed.

Mystique walked in the front door and up the stairs without a word to anyone. "Hey Mistique!" Toad called as she walked up the staircase.

"Shut up frog!" She bellowed back. The sound of her bedroom door slamming could be heard, but the boys payed no attention. After a few minutes, she could be heard stomping back down the stairs and into the living room. "WHO'S BEEN IN MY ROOM!?" She yelled. The boys turned to her with blank looks.

"Why would we even want to go in there?" Lance talked back. Mystique shot him a glare.

"Aint me! I aint been anywhere near that room!" Toad replied.

"Not me," Blob replied.

"Ihavenoreasontogointthereanyway," Quicksilver also explained.

Mystique gave up and stomped back to her room. Once she was outside earshot, Toad asked, "What's up her ass?"

"Who know, and who cares," Lance replied, not taking his eyes off the Tv.