Rogue walked around. She was clueless of where she was supposed to be. Well, that wasn't exactly true. She was supposed to be in Ms. Munroe's history class. It was going to be a little hard to get there, considering she was somewhere in Canada.

Rogue stopped and checked the time. Tears began to build up in her eyes as she remembered her life there. She willed the tears not to come, they couldn't come. If even one tear fell they would just freeze on her face and that would make her cry more. It would be a reminder of Bobby.

She tried to remember why she broke up with him, like she could actually forget that he started making out with other girls. First it was Jubilee, then Polaris, and after that some human waitress, Zelda something or another. He would have made out with Kitty, but Peter would have kicked his ass. He did tell her about kissing them after the human. Rogue thought angrily that the only reason that he told her was because Logan found out and threatened Bobby with the claws through the heart. Rogue replayed through their last conversation.

He apologized about three dozen times. Rogue remembered how her mind was in its numb stated that she only cost the last three apologies.

"Rogue I am soooooooooooooooooo sorry. I didn't mean to. It just got to be too much. I just needed to touch somebody. It meant nothing." Rogue recalled how those words made her snap.

"You! You need to touch somebody. What about me? You can touch everybody except for me. I can't touch anybody, EVER AGAIN!" Rogue thought about how she took a breath and tried to make him understand, even though her temper was high. "Do you know what it is like to feel completely alone in the world? No you don't. Your parents sent you here, they didn't give you a couple hundred bucks and put you bus to end up who knows where, or better yet they don't give a damn. You don't know what it is like when your boyfriend can't even tell you he is unhappy and needs to touch. That he doesn't think you will understand. Bobby, it kills. Hell, I'm dying in front of you and you don't even notice."

"Rogue don't be like this," Bobby pleaded.

"Be like what? Upset because you cheated on me with THREE different girls," Rogue asked amazed that he didn't understand her frustration.

"I love you!" Bobby said in a last desperate intent to keep Rogue. Rogue remembered the blistering tears that threatened to overflow and cascade down her cheeks.

"I don't believe you Bobby, I wish I could, but I can't. The truth is we are over."

"Rogue, no. If you want to believe me than believe me." He pulled her into a soft kiss and Rogue got all his memories of the other girls. Fun! Along with those memories she got his feelings for her. She knew that he did love her. She got how he didn't want to loose her, but he needed contact. He was a guy, what did she suspect. She broke off gently. He looked down at her his eyes full of hope and he asked quietly, "Do you believe me now?"

"Yes," Rogue replied slowly at his hopeful expression she added, "but, that just makes the betrayal hurt more. Good-bye."

Rogue's eyes focused back into the present and she jumped out of the way of a truck. She thought about how she walked upstairs and packed. That night she took all the money she had saved and ran away.

She looked around for a place to eat and stay. She saw a pub and decided to go in and see if they had anything to eat. If they didn't at least she would be out of the snow for a little bit.

Rogue walked in and had a flashback to the bar where she met Logan. She saw a menu and she was glad she decided to come in. She walked to the bar and sat down. The bartender came over and asked her what she wanted. As Rogue glanced on the menu she realized in her rush to escape and get in she only had American money.

"Uh…," she stammered suddenly afraid of the man.

"What you forget your money?" the man asked puzzled.

"I only have American money," Rogue confessed.

"That's alright. I accept American money," he lied. This girl seemed nice even if she was probably a mutant. He was trying to be nice to those people ever since the stories trickled down about a man with claws who almost killed two men and broke a gun in half.

"Thanks sugah. I appreciate that," Rogue said thankful that this man was nice and she could eat. "In that case I'll have a…" she glanced up at the menu, "a burger and lemonade."

"Alright doll. That'll be ready in a minute. That's $6.50 American," he went to the kitchen and thought about how mutants could actually be decent people.

Rogue pulled her hood down and looked around. She saw a couple men playing cards. Most were drinking beer and the women were in a corner it looked like they were gossiping. She smiled and remembered Kitty and Jubilee's love for gossip.

"Here you are, one burger and lemonade."

"Thanks," Rogue replied as she began to eat. The bartender thought about how this girl was sweet and alone.

"Where are you from? You have a different type of accent than most Americans."

"I'm from Mississippi. I have recently been in New York going to school."

"So what are you doing up here?"

"I'm going on a road trip to Anchorage, Alaska."

"You are going by yourself! That seems weird for a young girl."

"Well everyone needs to take a road trip across the country by themselves at least once."

"That's from the movie Elizabethtown, right?"

"Yes and I believe it made sense so I'm traveling?"

"Why are you traveling to Anchorage, though?"

"I like the cold and winter. Probably because I never got a winter and Christmas during my childhood," at the bartender's confused expression she added, "it never snowed in Mississippi. It is in the South."

"Okay, well I have to help more people. Take your time eating."

Rogue smiled as he walked away. He was nice, probably pity, but he didn't avoid her at all costs so it was nice to talk a little. After the man helped people he started coming back to talk to Rogue. Rogue wanted to talk to him, but she needed to find a place to stay.

"Thank you for the food and accepting American money."

"You are very welcome."

"You wouldn't happen to know of a motel around here, by any chance?" Rogue asked trying to figure out where to stay.

"Yes. There is motel a block or so away and they take American money as well," he said, a little sad to see her leave, she was nice to talk to.

"Thank you again. The food was great." Rogue stood up and walked out to go into the hotel. She was so preoccupied that she didn't notice that she was being followed. She walked and headed to the motel.

Rogue was walking in the snow and tried to focus on putting one foot in front of another. Suddenly a hand went around her mouth and another went around her waist. She bit the hand; she didn't want to kill the person with her skin.

"Damn it Rogue! What the hell did you do that for?" She spun around and looked at

"JOHN?"

"Nice of you to recognize me, now come on we have to go," he said. "Oh, by the way its Pyro now."

"Where are we going?"

"No questions now move."

"But…"

"Now, I don't want to hurt you but…" he flicked open his Zippo.

Rogue followed and wished that Bobby was here to freeze his ass.