Sunlight slowly rose through the window to greet a tired young women.

"Oh god why me?" Rogue groaned. "Why couldn't I get any sleep last night? Oh that's right, damn nightmares." Rogue mumbled to herself as she tried to get out of bed. But she was only able to rise a few inches before her arms gave way and she fell back onto the bed.

"The hell?" She wondered aloud. Then she heard a knock at the door.

"Rogue! Logan want's everyone in the Professor's room for a briefing on Apocalypse!" I recognized that voice. Kitty.

"Ahhh, you can tell them not to wait on me, I'll be down in a minute." 'I hope.' She mentally added.

"OK hurry." Rogue was grateful when she heard Kitty's footsteps waking away.

'Lets try this again.'

Slowly she used her arms to steady herself while attempting to lift herself. CRASH! Rogue groaned again. It was useless, she got no higher than last time.

"What's wrong with me?" She asked herself out loud. "Ahh!" Rogue let out a sudden cry. Her skin was burning, it must be on fire! She looked at her arms, they looked fine, but the pain, the pain so strong.

'I need Hank.'

But Hank, the beast doctor, was in the lower levels, oh man no one to save her this time. If Emma were still here she could try to get a telepathic message to her, but that wouldn't work, "her mind was a jumbled mess" as Emma had put it.

But anyway Emma wasn't here and it was no use to think about things that wouldn't help her.

'Great so what are my options? Call for help, but no one could hear you, there all below ground. Oh man my only option is to wait here until someone finds me. How pitiful.'

During the last hour the burning pain hadn't gotten any better, to painful to sleep, and too weak to move. But not to painful to meditate.

Then the thought struck Rogue. Jean! She was telepathic! But her hopes sunk quickly, after all her mind was "a jumbled mess".

'Unless I cleared my mind.'

(Deep Trance)

Rogue was in a completely white space, no walls, no windows just images of people and thoughts. "Ah." Rogue crouched down in pain. "SHUT UP!" She screamed. But the voices and images kept coming.

Logan, Professor X, Jean, Scott, Kitty, Bobby, Tilly, Jubilee, Jamie, Boom Boom, Magma, Nightcrawler, Emma, Remy, Pyro, The Scarlet Witch, Polaris, Storm, Magneto, Mystique, QuickSilver, Domino, Avalanch, Toad, Angel, Gambit, Sabertooth, wouldn't get out of her head!

All the mutants she had ever absorbed, accidental or not.

"Leave me alone!" She screamed but it was pointless. "I need a file cabinet!"

Thankfully when Rogue opened her eyes there one was. She oped it and all the faces and voices disappeared into it.

'So much better.'

But the relief was short lived. The filing cabinet began to shake. There was too much information in there.

Thinking quickly rogue called out "another file cabinet, and a marker!" Both appeared in front of her. 'Gotta be quick.'

Rogue picked up the marker and scribbled 'POWERS' on the top then she opened both cabinets and concentrated hard, but everything tried to flow into the second cabinet.

"NO! Just the powers." Soon both cabinets were shut. Rogue smiled. "One more to go. Another cabinet." When it appeared Rogue wrote 'THOUGHTS' on it, then she turned and wrote 'MEMORIES' on the first cabinet she had.

Then she opened both.

Soon everything was organized and silent. 'Now if I keep them closed this should work.'

Rogue came out of her trance, and was immediately welcomed back with pain all over her body, specifically her skin.

Then a shot wave of more pain came through her. She couldn't help it anymore and let out a scream. The pain was getting worse by the second.

"I need Jean now!" She said to herself.

'JEAN! JEAN!' Rogue mentally screamed as loud as she could, the pain was so hard to bear now, but it was still getting worse. Now she definitely couldn't move.

'HELP!'

Nearly everyone was down in the professor's chamber.

"He was born in Egypt, he never knew his parents, who abandoned him when he was a ba-"

"AHHHH!" The professor was cut off when Jean gave a sudden shriek. "Not so loud Rogue!" Everyone looked confused.

"Rogue is trying to send me a telepathic message." She explained to everyone else. "She says she's in pain, she doesn't know what happened, and she can't move."

"Jean, Hank, get up there." The professor was never one to hesitate.

"I simply cannot find anything wrong with her."

Rogue couldn't see anything but darkness, and could hardly remember what happened.

'Okay girl what's the last thing you remember?' She asked herself. 'Of course, pain, and not being able to move, and a LOT of pain. And then thankfully passing out.'

A wave of calmness washed over Rogue when she realized her skin no longer burned, but it did have a bit of a sore feeling to it, like a strange red ache.

Then slowly her vision returned. Blurry at first, like looking through tears, but slowly it began to become clear, she was in the Medical Bay. Wires, beeping machines, white beds, silver walls, yep definitely Med Bay.

"Hank?" Rogue mumbled. "Are you there?" Rogue winced as she tried to sit up. "Oh good god."

"Rogue, good to see you awake. Perhaps now we can get some answers, what's the last thing you remember?"

"Uhhh...Kitty, at my door, and then not being able to move...my skin...it was burning."

"Hmmmm...according to all my tests you seem fine, this could be linked to your powers...or this ummm this is difficult to say...well your boyfriend cheated on you...and Rogue it's clear you've not been getting much attention from Wolverine...or any member of the team for that matter, but mostly Wolverine...and I have suspected some...ahhh...possibly romantic feelings you have for him...are you sure this isn't a cry for his attention?"

For a moment I froze. Yes Bobby cheated on me with Kitty, and YES it is true she likes Logan...a LOT, but I wasn't making this up. I was in excruciating pain dammit!

"You...think...I...would...make...something...like...this...up...simply...because...you...cannot...find...another...answer?"

It was so silent you could have heard a pin drop. And for a moment I was just whispering the words to Hank, then there was screaming.

"FIRST YOU SUGGEST I HAVE FEELINGS FOR A RESPECTED MEMBER OF THIS TEAM, THEN YOU ASK ME IF THIS IS A CRY FOR HIS ATTENTION? YOU CALL YOURSELF A DOCTOR? FREAKING CLUELESS DOCTOR!"

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