A/N: Here's this first chapter of Part 6. There's going to be one more chapter after this.

Disclaimer: The characters and plotlines of X-Men Evolution unfortunately don't belong to moi. Also, this idea of chronicling certain events in a characters' life doesn't belong to me either. Full credit goes to Deandra who writes awesome Lord of the Rings stories. I got this idea from her and I suggest you go read her stuff.

Summary: Rogue makes an interesting phone call as she and the X-Men prepare to fight Apocalypse.

The Romy Chronicles

Part 6: Message- Rogue

"Kay, you got that, Stripes?" Logan asked her gruffly. Rogue blinked, her head spinning with the magnitude of what she had to do. Logan sighed. "Come on, kid, we're all hurtin' here, but we gotta job to do. Pull it together," he said, trying to be gentle.

Rogue nodded briskly. "Ah got it. Ah know what I have tah do."

Logan nodded his satisfaction and patted her on the shoulder. "Good girl. Now, I gotta go talk to Fury for a sec, then you, him, and Cannonball are headin' out," he told her. Rogue nodded again and Logan left, leaving her alone in the tech room.

Taking a deep breath, Rogue mentally prepared herself. This is what she had been waiting for: a chance to redeem herself, to make amends for what she had done, unwillingly or not. She was the one that had brought about Apocalypse and she was going to be the one to put him away. For good.

The door to the tech room slid open, admitting Scott and Jean inside. The distress on Jean's beautiful face would usually make Rogue slightly smug, but that wasn't so today. Instead, Rogue felt only sadness for her. Everyone knew how close she and the Professor were. To see him like that must have been…

"Hey Rogue," Scott greeted, and Rogue noted that she didn't feel any of the usual butterflies she used to feel when Scott was around. "So, are you ready for your mission?" he asked, getting right down to business.

Rogue shrugged. "As ready as Ah'll ever be," she stated truthfully. "What're ya'll doin' here?"

"We're going to try calling in some back up," Jean answered, sitting down at one of the room's phones. Scott took a place in front of one of the other ones.

"Who're yah thinkin' of callin'?" Rogue asked, coming to stand behind the two of them.

"We're not sure," Jean said, biting her lip. "We thought we'd start with Colossus. He seemed like an okay guy. Hopefully he'll be willing to help us out."

"And then we thought maybe Pyro," Scott added, albeit hesitantly. "He was helpful enough last time, if lighting everything on fire is helpful."

"What about Angel?" Rogue asked. "Ah'm sure he'll want tah lend a hand."

"Yeah, he's on our list," Scott told her, taking out a folded piece of paper from his pocket. "Next is Gambit, though that's—."

"Gambit?" Rogue asked, a bit startled. She hadn't thought about the Cajun card shark for a couple of weeks now and was surprised to hear his name come up. "Do yah really think he'll help us?"

"We've got to try everyone we can, Rogue," Jean reasoned, using the computer to pull up phone numbers. "Okay, we should get started."

"Ya'll need any help?" Rogue inquired suddenly, not really sure where the offer came from. "Ah mean, Logan's probably gonna be a while and Ah need somethin' tah do tah keep mahself occupied."

Both Scott and Jean seemed pleased with her offer and Rogue sat down at another console.

"Alright, Jean you take Colossus, I'll take Pyro, and Rogue, you can call Warren," Scott said, already beginning to look for Pyro's number in the computer.

Rogue set to work on calling Angel, pulling up his number and dialing it carefully. He picked up after two rings and when Rogue told him why she was calling, he confessed that he had been waiting for the X-Men's call. The conversation ended quickly with Angel informing her that he was on his way. Rogue hung up at the same time as Scott, with Jean hanging up soon after.

"Reports?" Scott asked.

"Colossus agreed to help, so we're going to have to swing by Russia and pick him up," Jean said.

"Sounds good. Rogue?"

"Angel's on his way now," she told him. "He should be here in the next 15 tah 20 minutes he said."

"Great. Well, Pyro didn't pick up at the number listed here, so we're out of luck there. Okay, Jean, you call Gambit, I'll take—."

"Maybe, Ah should take Gambit," Rogue cut in. Both Scott and Jean turned to her, Scott frowning and Jean with both her eyebrows raised in question. "Well, Ah do know him slightly better than the two of yah," she pointed out.

"I don't think that's such a good idea," Scott said slowly, looking uneasy.

"No, Scott, she's right," Jean contradicted. "Rogue has had more experience with Gambit, she should call him. Maybe she can persuade him to help us."

Scott looked a bit put out at being overruled by his own girlfriend but conceded to defeat. "Alright, Rogue, you call Gambit, Jean call Tabitha, and I'll call my brother," he said, and with no need of the computer dialed Alex's number.

Rogue timidly called up Gambit's number on her console. She was suddenly hit with a wave of apprehension. Why had she volunteered for this again? She didn't want to speak to Gambit! Did she? Well, it's too late now if Ah don't, she thought as her fingers depressed the buttons on the phone. Please don't be home, she thought desperately. Please. The phone rang once, then twice, a third time and then finally went straight to the answering machine. Should Ah leave him a message? Rogue asked herself.

"Y've reached Remy," Gambit's voice said on the recording. "Leave a message at de beep, mes amis."

Beep! The machine sounded. Rogue was silent for a couple seconds, unsure if she should hang up, before she decided the hell with it, and she started speaking. "Umm, hey, Gambit. This is Rogue…from the X-Men…Listen, we were, well, we're goin' tah fahght Apocalypse," Rogue said, mentally kicking herself for sounding so lame. "And well, we could kinda use some backup. If yah feel lahke givin' us a hand, we could really use yoah help." Rogue decided she sounded way too desperate and quickly gave him the number to the Institute. "Well, um, bye Gambit," she finished, and hastily hung up the phone.

Jean and Scott were already done with their calls and were talking animatedly until Scott noticed Rogue was off the phone. "Well? Any luck?" he asked her.

She shook her head. "Ah left the Institute's number on his answerin' machine, though Ah doubt he'll call back."

"It's the best we can do at this point, Rogue," Jean told her. "If Gambit doesn't want to help us, that's his prerogative."

Rogue nodded mutely. Jean was right. If Gambit called back, well, good on him. If he didn't it was his choice and Rogue didn't have any reason to dwell on it. She sighed knowing it was time to get back to work. "Okay, who's next—?"

She was interrupted suddenly by the door sliding open again. Logan came back into the room, Fury trailing behind him. "Ready, Rogue?" Wolverine asked. His confidence in her was clear by the look in his steely eyes and Rogue felt heartened by it. She nodded, standing up. The two men exited the room as quickly as they had entered and Rogue made to follow when Scott's voice stopped her.

"Thanks for the help, Rogue," Scott said, looking at her strangely. Rogue wasn't sure what was wrong with him until she realized how high the stakes were here. Who knew if they would survive the upcoming battle?

"Yah're welcome," Rogue told him, for lack of anything else to say. With no time left for a long good-bye Rogue looked both of them in the eye. "Good luck you two."

"You too, Rogue," Scott said, as Jean chipped in with "Good luck, Rogue."

She gave them a small nod, a focused and determined look settling on her face, before turning and tracing Logan and Fury's steps. Rogue was uncertain about the mission ahead, but if she knew one thing it was that she needed all the luck she could get. Alone in the hallway, her hand strayed to her back pocket where a simple playing card was unconsciously tucked inside. Maybe Gambit was helping out after all.

A/N: I'm soooo happy you guys liked Part 5! Thanks for all of your reviews!! It was sort of a spur of the moment thing. This Part 6 is also kind of spontaneous. It's not the part that I thought I was going to post next. It's the first chapter of a 2 chapter part, if that makes any sense. Next chapter, which I hope to post soon, is going to be in Gambit's POV which is something I haven't done in a while. Anyway, I hope you all like this. Please review!

Melissa