Rogue's eyes shot open with a gasp as she woke up from her dream. Breathing heavily, she looked around to see that she was still in her room at Xavier's Academy. She sighed in relief, placing a hand to her forehead as she tried to remember her dream, but drew a blank.

She looked at the time and saw that it was 6 am on Saturday, she's allowed to sleep in, but at this point, she is unable to to get any rest.

She put on her robe and white gloves and quietly made her way out of her bedroom that she shared with Kitty so that she wouldn't disturb her roommate as she stepped out into the hallway.

Rogue walked along the halls of the institute as she made her way to the kitchen to get a drink of water to hopefully put her to sleep. When she got there, she saw that there was no one but her, which made her glad, because she didn't want to explain herself being up in the middle of the night.

She got a glass of water & sat down on the counter to drink it slowly as she thought of what she dreamed last night; all she could recall was a dark hooded figure carrying something to the door, she couldn't see what this person had with him because his back was to her. Another thing she could remember was this hooded person disappearing into some door before waking up.

Rogue placed her forehead on her hand and leaned against it in frustration, she has had this dream for the past few years when she found out she was adopted by her parents before her powers manifested itself and left before they could her aside.

Her heart clenched as she thought of her adoption, her birth Mother probably found out her Father was a mutant while pregnant & didn't want to deal with a mutant baby.

She gripped her glass as bitterness filled her halfway when she thought of the woman who left her, disposed of her like she was nothing.

"Rogue?"

Rogue gasped and flinched, startled by the voice of her mentor who stood in the doorway looking at her with concern in his eyes as he walked over to her at the counter, "You alright?"

Rogue calmed down, "I'm okay Logan, just couldn't sleep is all." she explained as soon as her breathing was in order & her grip on the glass loosened.

Logan sat across from her on the counter, "Dreams of other people's memories?" he asked, knowing what the effect of having another person in her head permanently does to her.

Rogue sighed and shook her head, "I don't know, it's all bits and pieces for me to pick up & make sense of." she answered, not really knowing how long before she goes mad from it.

Logan held her gloved hand to offer comfort & support, relating to what she's going through since he can't remember his past, "It's going to be alright Darling," he used his term of Fatherly endearment on her, "if it bothers you, we'll go to the Professor to see if he could help you sort it out."

Rogue smiled at her surrogate Father, neither will admit it, but they confided in each other the most out of anyone in the institute. He relates better to her and is able to help her through difficult situations, big and small.

She nodded, "Yeah."

Logan smiled before getting up, "Come on, let's get you to bed."

Rogue smiled and followed him out of the kitchen, quickly putting the glass in the sink, & into the hallway that leads to her bedroom.

When they got to their destination, she bade Logan goodnight before entering her room. Once she closed the door, she went to her bed & got under the covers & went to sleep.

Logan stood outside her door and sighed before walking to his room. Rogue reminded him of the woman he loved years ago, brown hair and eyes, and a heartbreaking smile. He is very protective of her, not only because she looks like a younger version of his beloved, but because he sees her as a daughter he never thought he could have.

He enter his room and plopped down on his bed and sighed as he thought of his beautiful woman from seventeen years ago, who left without a word, just a broken heart.

He closed his eyes, wanting to drown himself in dreams of memories about the woman he loved dearly.

Wanted to emphasize on the Father/Daughter relationship between the two.

Take a wild guess on who Logan meant.