September 10, 2001
She stared out the window as the bus carried her farther and farther away from the closest thing she'd ever had to a family. She is Rogue, a woman cursed with the inability to come into physical contact with any living being, lest she absorb their mutant abilities, memories, and life force.
Rogue has been many things in her life, from terrorist to x-man. She is about to become something more. She is about to become a mother.
Three weeks ago, Rogue was given a power negating collar and her world turned upside down overnight. She smiled fondly as she thought of her night with Gambit. It had been wonderful but it had left her lost. Lost, alone, and afraid. So afraid.
As the bus rambled on she never took her gaze from the window, but her eyes were unseeing. Rogue was numb. The lady sitting next to her asked her who she was. She blinked. Who was she? She couldn't remember and she couldn't bring herself to care.