Regeneration of the Soul

A/N Thank you for reviewing and putting on story alert :), Sorry about the grammar mistakes in the last chapter and the wait :S.

"Step back, gunna come at you fast"

As Rogue walked down the hallway it felt like a bitter sweet goodbye. The memories that the mansion held were not all bad, she can remember countless events that made life bearable, better, and so good. But as Rogue passes people in the mansion she saw how they still shielded away from her even though she took the cure a month ago, their reactions reminded her why she was leaving. She re-adjusted her back pack, she held her head high and quickened her pace taking the next right corner in the hallway a little took quickly and smacked right into what felt like a wall.

"Shit" Rogue yelled out as she fell backwards flailing and prepared for the thump that would ensue with her hitting the floor. But the 'wall' in which she had practically just ran into grabbed onto her outstretched arms keeping her vertical.

"Wooh what's the hurry, kid?"

Rogue looked at her 'savior' and found that it was Logan that had a firm grasp on her wrist. As soon as she had her barrings she removed her hand roughly from Logan's grasp.

"Thanks.' She sneered with a drop of sarcasm and attempted to maneuver around him noticing how Logans face slowly fell from an amused smirk to confusion completed with the famous raised eyebrow and cut her off.

"You leaving kid?" Logan asked with real concern once noticing her backpack.

"Is that all I am to you? Just some kid that needs to be looked out for and that needs saving from everything even a little fall to the floor? I can take care of myself Logan! I did way before I even meet you. But everyone assumes that because my powers couldn't always be used offensively that I'm weak. And now that I no longer have them I need even more protecting. My hand to hand combat is better then fucking Bobby's but I'm still considered a liability! Well don't you worry yourself now, no one is going to need to worry about protecting little pathetic Rogue anymore."

Logan stood there slightly shell shocked while Rogue roughly pushed past him. Quickly registering all of what Rogue had said Logan spun around and grabbed her wrist.

"Logan, let go of my hand." She said with a sneer on the edge of her lips and determination soaking in her eyes.

"You can't just leave Rogue, this is your home, you have friends. Don't you and ice head have a thing or something and if not don't leave because of him hes a dick head. Come on darlin just think about it, you've got a good thing going on here." Logan exclaimed trying to convince away from a bad decision.

Rogue turned her head and looked into his eyes.

"There's nothing here for me."

Realization hit him like a brick wall and his hand dropped from hers. A cold mask quickly slipped over his face to mask his feelings, his hurt. Rogue felt a twang inside her, a spark of regret but she quickly ignored it and turned away from him to continue down the hallway.

"I'll always be here for you." A whisper meet her ears that she assumed was just in her head like most whispers.

"Rogue, what's going on? What are you doing? Why do you have your bag?" Bobby ran towards Rogue as she exited Storms office, bag in hand.

"I believe having my bag Sugah means I'm leaving." she said while she continued to walk towards the garage with a steady pace trying not to make to much eye contact with dear little Bobby.

Bobby quickly darted in front of her stopping her almost immediately, "But why Rogue, why are you leaving? Is it because of Kitty, cuz' it meant nothing"

Rogue's anger quickly lighted and her eyes portrayed nothing but rage "Because I want to and that's all there is to it Bobby. I don't care what you did with Kitty. In fact I only have one thing to say to the both of you," she smiled and he returned her smile thinking she was finally seeing the light "Go fuck yourself," and she slapped Bobby right across the face and continued walking.

"Rogue!" He yelled after her.

"No Bobby, you chose your path and I'm choosing mine. Just step back, I'm gunna come at ya fast and you'll have no idea what hit you. Besides I don't get why you can't just leave it be and go crawling back to the Pussy's bed, its where you belong anyway."

Bobby stood there, mouth open, watching the now touchable, unstoppable Rogue continue walking down the hallway.

Rogue smiled at the memory of the shock on Bobby's face as she continued towards the garage. She loved the feeling of power she has over her life. Maybeshe should have made him continue, made him beg for her forgiveness, made him grovel for her forgiveness, and made him get down on his hands and knees and kiss the floor at her feet for her forgiveness. Then reject and smack him.

Rogue giggled at the thought, then her giggle made her chest feel heavy, and the happiness in her stomach dropped like a rock and she frowned. Maybe Bobby didn't deserve such a harsh reaction, yes what he did was wrong and he didn't seem as happy for her taking the cure as she wanted, but everyone makes mistakes. Rogue then remembered what she had said to Logan and felt worse and quite confused. Sure he doesn't treat like she wished he did, and all his mixed signals where frustrating, but he was always there for her even when he wasn't quite sure what exactly to say.

Before she knew it she was in front of the door to the garage. Rogue adjusted her backpack and entered the garage grabbing a labelled set of keys. She walked over to a red Mazda 3 and opened up the back door tossing in her bags. She slammed the door, opened up the front door and started up the car. All of which she did on just concentrated on the ask at hand, follow the voice of the wolverine, act then ask questions.

Rogue clicked the garage door opener and drove out onto the driveway. She stopped at the gate at the end of the drive way and looked out of the back mirror. She stared at the mansion tears falling down her cheeks. She looked back at the road and just drove.

Thanks for reading and sorry for the wait. Reviews and comments are more then welcome there encouraged.

M-J