Chapter 1: A Sleepless Night
Rogue woke-up groggy and went to the window. She was tired but hadn't had much luck sleeping. She had finally fallen asleep at 1:00 and it was now just tuning 2:30. "Ugh, no Ah can't keep doin' DR Sessions at 6:00 am when Ah ain't getting' any sleep." She muttered. Jeans psych decided to jump in, "Well maybe if you stopped absorbing people there wouldn't be so many of us to bug you. Did you ever think about that Rogue?" "Shut up Jean! Ah ain't stupid and Ah don't have to listen to ya, any of ya!" she said to all the psyches as Scott and Bobby's psyches were about to agree with something Jean had said but were abruptly cut off by Rogue's comment to them all. "Rude" Bobby's psyche muttered. "Shut it Ice Boy and all of ya get out!"
The psyches left her alone for the time being and Rogue went down to the kitchen to find it empty. She knew she had to be up in three hours and was most likely not going to sleep so she made some coffee, grabbed an apple, slice of toast and poured some orange juice. She drank part of her coffee, ate her toast.
At 5:00 Logan entered the kitchen only to find Rogues head on the table fast asleep. He shook his head. Another rough night. This makes it the sixth one in a row. He looked at what she was wearing. She was still in her pajamas. She had on a green tank top and black pajama pants. Ok hair it is. Logan was already dressed but realized even with his gloves there was no need to freak the poor kid out any more than needed at this hour in the morning by tapping her shoulder. He stroked her hair lightly and softly said "Stripes?" He got no answer. Logan sighed and tried again, "Rogue, wake up. The new recruits will be down here in forty-five minutes." He heard her mumble "five more minutes" and she was out like a light the way he had found her when he first walked in. Logan sighed, picked her up and carried her to bed.
When he put her down Rogue hit the bed a little harder than Logan had intended and her eyes fluttered open lightly. "Logan?" "Why, wha-" Logan cut her off and said, "Kid, get some sleep in here, we don't sleep on the kitchen table." He gave her a small smile and Rogue returned it the best she could being as tired as she was. Right before she dosed off Logan said, "Stripes, no DR Sessions until you get some rest." Rogue sighed, gave a weary smile and fell into the deepest sleep she had had in almost two weeks.