I know its been a while but school comes first. Okay so the beginning might not make sense even if you reread the first chapter but trust me it will so just read and enjoy, thanks!
Rogue frowned as she stood slowly from the rubble. She glanced down at Jean who was now unconscious and trapped under a large chunk of the building that she had been thrown against. The blood from the gash on Rogue's forehead began to slowly flow down the side of her cheek mixing with the sweat from the hours of fighting. She was alone now; Scott had been taken out, Jean and Kitty too. So much for this being an easy mission she thought as she began walking towards their target who stared back at her with hungry eyes.
She felt naked as he walked towards her; his eyes tracing, undressing her slowly. Ahm not gonna let this fucking punk get the best of ma! She thought as she took a fighting stance knowing that if she was going to take him down she had but one chance to do so.
"Look at you all, the so called Xmen ha!" he screamed as he reached Rogue and before she could stop him he took a handful of her hair and pulled her head back exposing her neck. "You're pathetic" he said as he took his hand and slowly cut into her snow white skin with his razor sharp nails. Rouge held back a scream as the blood began to flow down her ripped uniform.
FUCK! She screamed in her head, she wanted to die hell for all she knew she was dying. I only have one shot at this she thought as he turned her head so that she was looking at him; wanting to see her life slowly fade. He smiled thinking to himself that he had won, beaten the Xmen that he had been the one to finish them off, when his smile fell. Confusion covered his masked face. He felt hollow, as though his life was being taken out of him, as though the world had just grown suddenly cold. He wanted to sleep, wanted to die. Slowly he dropped the girl that he had been trying to kill who fell to the ground and began breathing heavily as though she was overwhelmed by something. He closed his eyes and let his fatigue take over not fully understanding what had just happened. Above him he could hear a jet, landing on a near by roof top; his last sight of a gruff looking man with metal blades braking through the skin on his hands.
"Rogue? Rogue look at me, can you hear me?"
"Come on stripes stay with us!"
"She's lost a lot of blood Logan once we land back at the mansion I must take her into surgery. Can you help the others?"
"Just let her absorb me Hank look at her she can barely stay conscious!"
"No and even so your healing powers won't give her the blood that she's lost I'm sorry Logan it's --"
But Rogue could hear no more she was falling, she didn't know where she was any longer nor did she care she was too tired to care. Am ah dying? She wondered as she continued to fall Ah wish ah could have seen Remy again that jack--but she was gone.
It had been three weeks since Remy had last seen Rouge, he had looked for her but grew more and more disappointed each time; finding that she was no longer even in her bedroom at nights. She be avoidin' Remy he thought as he walked down the crowded streets his sunglasses hiding his only visible difference from the world. But why? Remy don' nothing ta deserve dis, she can be so cruel at times. He crossed the street and walked into a run down looking bar, he wanted to forget about Rouge for a while, or drown his sorrows which ever came first. As Remy walked in he removed his sunglasses; knowing well that he would be welcomed here, different or not.
"What will it be tonight Cajun?" said the bar tender with a fake smile plastered on his ugly, scarred, green face.
"Da usual mon ami" he said and looked around the bar, seeing that the usual were there, like always trying to forget the fact that the world hated them.
"Here" the bar tender said handing him a tall glass of what looked to be straight whiskey. "It's on the house"
Remy looked up at him curiously "Ya never do dat mind tellin' Remy why?"
"That little girlfriend of your's, what's her name Rage or something?"
"Rogue?"
"Yeah, well I saw her on the news, it's a shame what happened" he paused "here wait channel five has been talking about it for a while now; they've got a strong mutant fallowin' or something" he said and turned up the volume on a small, beaten up looking tv set.
"--and in other news there has been still no information as to the recovery of the mutants that fought in last Tuesday's struggle down town. The mutant who started all of the trouble has been arrested and is awaiting trial for murder in three different counties and destroying pub --" the screen faded before she could finish causing the bar tender to hit it with his over sized green fists. He turned around to see what Remy had to say but saw that he was gone, whiskey untouched.
Rogue frowned and closed her eyes tightly as Hank slowly eased the IV back into her swollen arm. "How are you feeling today Rogue?" he asked a frown crossing his face as he looked over her charts.
"Ahm feelin' fine ah just wanna go back to ma room or hell get out of this fucking one!"
"Watch your tongue" said a tired looking Logan, who reentered the room where he had been for the past week, only leaving her side to sleep.
"Ahm sorry but ah should be out of here by now" she said closing her eyes.
"She has a point so what's wrong that you're not telling us bub?" He said as he took his seat next to her bedside once more.
"Rogue you are doing much better but you lost a significant amount of blood you still need more time to heal and the hit you took to your chest still doesn't look too good."
Rogue frowned "Ahm fine" she said as she sat up in her bed and swung her legs over the side causing Logan and Hank to move closer in fear "Look for yer selves if ya don't believe me" she said and stood, for the first time in a week and like Hank and Logan had expected her knees buckled soon after. She closed her eyes tightly, her head throbbing from the pain that was shooting from every part of her body.
"I got ya kid" Logan said as she fell into his arms and he picked her up frowning at how light she had gotten.
"Ah can't stay here Hank" she said not opening her eyes and holding tightly onto Logan overwhelmed that he was finally home. "Please just let ma stay in my room or something; this room is killing ma"
There was a long pause were Rogue dared not open her eyes still. Logan and Hank just looked at her knowing that what she was saying was true. "Alright but you must try and rest more and stop trying to heal so fast, your not Logan you know." He said with a slight laugh.
Rouge smiled as she opened her eyes to find both Hank and Logan looking down at her with still concerned eyes "Fine just take me to my room and Ahll stay in bed, promise"
Logan frowned but never the less left the hospital wing fallowed by Hank; pushing the IV stand that she was still hooked up to.
Remy frowned, the sun had fallen many hours ago but he did not leave his spot in the yard, hidden by the many trees. He had watched her bedroom ever since he had learned of her fall in battle, her light over the time had gone on and off multiple times but he only ever saw her once; being carried like a small child in Logan's arms into her room fallowed by what looked from afar to be life support. Rogue he thought as he glanced down at his watch; it was five minutes to two in the morning and still her light was on. Why the hell won't they jus' let her sleep he thought as he paced uneasily trying to pass the time. He frowned as he helplessly looked up at her balcony again and saw her light finally go off it's about time he thought as he began to cross the yard towards the wall, towards her balcony, towards his Rogue.
Rouge stirred uneasily in her sleep, she felt as though she was falling once more and knew that she had to wake up before she hit the ground. Slowly she opened her eyes; her arm ached from the IV's being stabbed into it day after day, her whole body was sore but she wasn't one to complain. She glanced around her room; she almost didn't recognize it when they had first brought her back inside has it really been that long? She thought when she found him; somehow she knew that he was going to be there.
"Hey" she said as she sat up a little and brushed her hair behind her ear revealing to Remy the large bruise that had once been the gash on her forehead.
"Hey" he said back. He was sitting in the chair that Logan had been in only a few hours before; refusing to leave until she had fallen asleep and he knew that she was safe, like a father would.
"How long have ya been watching ma ya stalker?" she asked and smiled lightly but he didn't smile back. "What's wrong?" she asked, frowning and tried to get out of her bed but he was there to push her back down. "Ah can get up if ah want" she said slapping his hand away but he wouldn't allow it.
"Ya got ta take better care of yerself Rogue" he said as he sat down on the edge of her bed not looking at her.
"Ah did perfectly fine in that fight, who do ya think took him down?"
"Yeah well at what fucking price though?!" he yelled slightly and finally looked over at Rogue, seeing the fear that he had put into her eyes. "Sorry" he said and looked away once more
"Have you been crying?" she asked not sure if she wanted the answer or not
"A bit but ah thought ya were dead can ya blame ma?"
Rogue frowned "Ah can take care of myself Remy, ah don't need yer pity ah--"
"Its not pity Rogue!"
"Then what the fuck is it!?" she yelled now not caring if Logan heard or anyone else
"Remy loves ya Rouge he--"
"Oh yeah ya fucking love ma alright ya had sex with a fucking stranger because ya couldn't get it on with ma! Yeah that's fucking love alright!" she could hear some movement in the other rooms now but she didn't care. Remy stood knowing that he had to leave but then Rogue stood too, the IV in her arm snapping out but she didn't seem to notice nor care "Ya love ma so much why ya hurt ma, why ya use ma why ya--" she paused causing Remy to turn and look at her, her face was stone white, her body shaking slightly.
"Rogue, Rogue look at ma!" he yelled as he took her into his arms, her bedroom door opening fallowed by a very pissed looking Logan and Hank but he didn't care "ROGUE!" he screamed as her body grew limp in his arms and her eyes began to roll back.
"Lay her on the bed!" yelled Hank who was at his side before he realized what was happening. He placed her down and was immediately shoved back by Logan who then placed his hands on her limp one "Rogue if you can hear me I need you to absorb Logan right now, listen to me Rouge I need you too absorb him!"
Logan growled "come on stripes!"
Remy frowned, a look of horror crossing his face what's happening!? He wanted to scream as he ran around to the other side of her bed and began to hold her head in his hands "What's wrong?!" he yelled to Hank who was looking at Logan with hopeful but disappointed eyes
"She took a serious hit to her chest and it hasn't healed fully yet, she needed just to relax but when has that ever been the case for Rogue" he paused and felt for her pulse "What happened why did she go into shock anyways!?" he yelled at Remy who didn't know what to say nor do, by now the rest of the house was slowly entering her room with them.
Suddenly without warning Logan began to growl in pain "Is she absorbing you?" asked a now present professor who took Remy's place at Rogue's head
Logan groaned his eyes rolling back as his very life began to rip out of him when unexpectedly Rogue screamed her eyes opening wide in horror. Logan collapsed on the floor, his body shaking. "Rogue are you alright?" Hank asked as she closed her eyes again and began to breathe slowly
"Yes" she said not having the energy to say more, she sighed as someone picked her up and placed her back under her covers. Her eyes remaining closed not wanting to know who it was.
Slowly the room began to empty once more "take Logan to his room, he'll need to rest now" said the professor who looked over at Remy with concerned eyes
I understand that you still love her but you must learn to be mindful of the rest of the house the next time you wish to come and visit her. He said in his mind causing Remy to look over at him "Is she gonna be okay?" he asked his eyes falling back onto her now sleeping body.
"She should be she just needs to sleep and relax which might not be the easiest thing to do around here."
"Remy can give her his place an' look after her until she gets better" he said not looking over at the man that knew what he had done to her.
"I would say ask her but right now that might not be the easiest thing to do" Remy frowned as he heard the professor's chair turn to leave "there is an empty room next door to this one for you to wait and see what her answer will be in the morning" Remy turned shocked by the professors response but he was already gone.
Good or bad? I tried to make it a bit longer cause I haven't been back in a while but tell me what you think I packed this one full of twists lol hope you liked.