'Let me take care of you.'

'No!'

'Please?'

'Don't....'

She continued to move her hand forward.

'Scott does it.'

'Fuck, come here...'

-xXx-

'Hey tequila angel.'

She sniffed the air and opened one eye. Bobby sat at the edge of her bed, armed with a bottle of tequila. Jubilee sat on the floor with another bottle but Rogue couldn't figure out what it was. She groaned seeing that it was midnight and rolled over. Suddenly she found herself on the floor under her bed.

'Kitty!'

She rolled out from under her bed, straight into the waiting arms of Peter.

'Hey!'

He chuckled and tossed her back on her bed. She growled and pounced up. Then she noticed the beer Jubilee was holding up and the tequila Bobby held. She frowned and then grabbed the beer. The four looked at her, looked at each other and Bobby, Peter and Jubilee each threw a twenty dollar bill at Kitty. She giggled hysterically but hearing something outside the door she pressed her finger to her lips. They all sat still waiting for the footsteps to pass. Whoever it was went away and Kitty's Cheshire cat grin returned.

'Thanks for making me rich Roguey.'

'What?'

'We took a bet…' started bobby.

'…whether you absorbed, Scott or Logan by accident…' piped Jubilee.

Kitty nodded at the beer Rogue was chugging.

'The result being obvious.'

'How do you know I absorbed someone?'

'You were moody and difficult.' replied Peter.

Rogue raised an eyebrow.

'As are all men.' She retorted.

'Hear, hear.' Chimed Jubilee and Kitty.

Bobby rolled his eyes. Then he took a swig of tequila, before passing it around.

'Whatever, so you want to go out?'

'Now?'

'Yep.'

'Can't.'

'Why not?'

'Scott.'

Bobby shrugged before signaling to the other's they should get going. He tugged playfully on Rogue's hair before kissing her gloved hand. The others waved goodbye and they all set off. She smiled and watched them go. She sighed as the door closed and put her gown on. Then she grabbed some painkillers and a towel before heading to the teacher's rooms. She came to his door and cautiously opened it. She put the painkillers on the bedside table and then turned towards the bathroom. She peered at the floor and raised an eyebrow.

'You don't look so good, scooter.'

-xXx-

Kitty tapped her fingers to the tune of the song. She glanced over to where Jubilee and Pete were dancing. She felt a twinge of jealousy as Pete's hands came down to Jubilee's hips. She snarled and then covered her mouth. Maybe that fourth cosmopolitan wasn't a good idea. She looked to her left and saw Bobby smirking at her. She punched him lightly on the elbow. He chuckled and put his arm around her. She eyed him suspiciously.

'Bobby, hands off.'

'No.'

She raised an eyebrow. She looked around but no one was staring at her. She smiled and phased out from under Bobby's arm.

'Ha-ha.'

'Hey!'

'Kitty?'

She looked up and felt her heart melt as Pete stood by their table. His muscles bulged out, turning her into gelo.

'Hi.' She squeaked.

'Do you want anything else?'

He nodded at her empty glass. She smiled and then sat up straighter.

'How about sex on the beach…and to drink I'll have an apple martini.' She grinned.

Pete's face went crimson, Jubilee who was dancing nearby tripped and Bobby, who was sipping his beer, began to choke. Kitty kept eye contact with Pete, while reaching over to thump Bobby on the back. True to her best friend's advice, she flipped her hair back and winked at Peter.

'Got that sugar?' she said, trying to imitate Rogue's southern accent.

'Ap..appl..Umm… yeah…okay, be right back.'

He turned and practically ran to the bar. Kitty settled back into her seat. The night just got interesting.

-xXx-

He stood watching her sleep. She lay on her side, arms folded carefully and delicately placed on her pillow. He reached out and stroked her hair. She sighed and a smile crossed her lips. The wind breezed in and rippled through her hair. It made her seem even more like a goddess. If only she could be his.

But she'd forgotten about him. He thought they'd had a connection, after everything they'd been through. He thought she understood what it was like to be him. But she forgot, as if he was nothing, as if they meant nothing. He hadn't heard from her in four months. Four months since that day when she lost everything. When they lost everything.

Then he realized that he didn't belong. They all grieved a death of a loved one and he was once again an outcast. She stopped caring then, but he didn't. Couldn't, wouldn't. He came here searching for hope. And instead found temptation. That's what she was. A drug. He wanted to leave but her beauty, her very existence, called out to him.

She sighed again and reached out a hand. Gently he put his finger on her pulse. Her heart beat used to mirror his own. Now it was a gentle steady beat, compared to his erratic, unsteady pulsating rhythm. He leaned close to her and gently pressed his lips to hers, careful not to wake her. She murmured incoherently and then slept on. He leaned close to her ear and whispered the same thing he always told her.

'Ich werde Sie für immer lieben.'

BAMF

-xXx-

Thanks for reading, next chapter coming soon. Oh yeah that last part roughly translated is "I will love you forever". This is my first fic with multiple storylines so bare with me. And flashbacks will be explained later.