CRAP, THE MICROSOFT WORD WAS FRIKKIN MESSED UP. Sorry for the crappy writing you had to see. The software had some problems but's ok now.

"Gambit…" Rogue whispered to herself.

"H-help… m-me…" He said while clutching the side of his chest. Blood was oozing out of that particular area he was covering with his hand. Rogue rushed over to his side. She placed his arm over her shoulder and helped him into the mansion. She tried to move to the medical room as fast as Remy could, and his fast was not very fast at all. He left a trail of blood as the two proceeded to the room. Luckily, Hank was still in the room. He turned around hearing his door open. A bloodied person was hanging onto Rogue.

"Oh dear, what happened to him?" He asked Rogue while helping her with Gambit to the medical table.

"Ah don't know, I was out catchin' some fresh air and then ah found lying outside bleedin' like dis, is he gonna be alright?"

"Hmmm, can't say. But it looks quite serious. Rogue, I need you to leave the room for the moment."

"O-Okay…" Rogue stuttered. Her head was drowning in worry for the card playing Cajun lying on the table.

"Oh gawd, please let him be alright…" Rogue said softly.

"What's goin' on?" The question came from Logan, one of her teachers.

"I thought I smelt blood,"

"Well you smelt ra-ight. I found Gambit bleeding outside the mansion."

"What happened to him?"

"How should ah know? I found him outside half-dead and bleedin'! A-Ah-"

"Its okay Rogue, just try to calm down kidG go out, get some air and wait for Hank to call, okay?"

"Yah, a-ah'll do dat…" Rogue replied, her whole body shaking from the red trauma.

Rogue sat on the same bench she sat before finding Gambit. She hugged her legs tightly.

She took out the queen of hearts and took a good long look at the queen in the card.

"It's nice to have someone to look out for you…" She recalled from her time with the Cajun.

She searched her thoughts, thoughts gotten from Remy when they were at the foot of the hill back in Louisana. Time passed by slowly, it was unbearable. Rogue's mind was getting clogged up with thoughts of those she had absorbed. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on something. She saw a card, queen of hearts, but the picture had her in a sheath dress, evening gloves, and pearl earrings, basically something formal. Had to be from Gambit's head, she thought. She trembled at Remy's thought, and she managed a little laugh.

"That pervert…" She thought.

About an hour passed. Hank appeared from the mansion's entrance.

"Rogue!" Rogue turned around to the voice.

"You can come in now." Rogue kept the card in her pocket and jumped off the bench. Rogue could tell Hank had a lot of trouble stopping the blood from flowing out and killing the Cajun. Remy's upper torso was bandaged up, so were his forehead and limbs.

"Will he be alright?"

"Its hard to say at the moment, only time will tell for his injuries." Rogue did not seem to be listening to the blue mutant. Her eyes were fixed on Remy's face, her gloved hands holding his bandaged ones.

"I'll leave you two alone for the time being,"

"Thanks Hank,"

"You're welcome my dear," Hank exited the room, and Rogue spent the whole night with the injured Cajun by her side.