Rogue woke up to the sound of a steady beep, almost like a heart monitor. She forced her eyes open to find herself in a dark hospital like room. She wasn't comfortable with this idea at all. The last thing she remembered was Remy staring down at her after he pulled her and Rhane up onto the helicopter before it all went black. She tried to sit up and found that every inch of her body hurt.
Rogue swung her legs over the side of the bed, she was so tired but she had to keep going. She needed to get away from the X-Men, she needed to get away from everyone. She looked down to see that she was in a pair of gray and loose sweat pants and a long sleeved shirt with the X logo over her right breast. She was barefoot and gloveless. She reached up to find the collar on her neck still in place. It was going to be harder to get out of this place if she couldn't borrow powers.
She let her feet drop to the cool floor and took a moment to steady herself. The lack of food and all her injuries were taking a toll on her body. She was far too weak to make a proper escape. What did they even want with her? Why hadn't they turned her into the MRD or just thrown her out of the helicopter? She sighed as she sat back on the bed. Maybe she should wait to see what they wanted with her? But what if they were going to have that Professor of theirs brainwash her? She would be damned if she let anyone in her head.
Her head was already a mess even if all the voices and memories were dim, a lovely side effect of the collar. But one thing that stood out no matter how dim her psyches were, was that there was a new presence in her mind, a new psyche was present, a strong one. Carol the X-Man, Stryker had made her absorb. How was she going to tell the X-Men without them attacking her, that she had killed one of their members. If she remembered correctly they were a little uptight about losing members.
Rogue decided she would just have to sneak out as best she could, if she got hurt on the way out she wouldn't be surprised. Slowly she let her feet fall back to the floor and on shaky legs she made her way out of the medical lab. It was still dark and the X-Mans hospital was quiet large. She could see two offices off to the side that were also dark and empty. She bypassed them and stumbled around and into an examination table. She hissed and bit her tongue at her now stubbed toe. It always amazed her how that was one of the most painful things that could happen to a body. A freaking stubbed toe and she could feel tears in her eyes, some bad ass mutant she was.
There was a whoosh of the automatic doors opening and the sound of footsteps. Rogue ducked behind the examination table to avoid being seen, the only problem with this is she couldn't see who was coming into check up on her. By the sound of the footsteps it could be a man. She listened closely as the person walked until they stopped in what she guessed was her room.
"Rogue?" It was a man, Gambit to be specific. "Ah know ya still here, the beds still warm." He said.
Damn.
"Ah can see in the dark too, Rogue." He said.
Rogue peeked around the table to see Remy standing five feet in front of her with his arms crossed. Rogue felt like a five year old hiding from her parents after doing something bad. She narrowed her eyes and struggled to get up.
XxX
Remy rushed forward to help Rogue off the floor. She was still weak, and honestly he was surprised she had the energy to even get up off the bed. He scooped her up bridal style. "Hey!" She said in a squeal. "Put me down ya swamp rat!" She hissed.
"Now chere, wha' kinda ami would Ah be if jus' let ya lay on the floor like that?" He asked.
Rogue crossed her arms over her chest. "What do ya want with me anyway?" She asked looking away from him.
"Jus' wanna help ya chere." He told her honestly. Why was it so hard to believe that he and the rest of the X-Men wanted to help her.
"Why?" She asked quietly as he deposited her back on the bed.
"Cause that's wha' the X-Men do, chere." He said brightly.
She glared up at him. "Ah don't wanna be here Gambit."
"At least stay till ya are well enough ta protect ya self." He pleaded. This girl was as hard headed as they came. "Ya know ya frère is all bent outta shape that ya were hurt like that." He said wanting to gauge her reaction.
"Kurt?" She asked surprised. "Ah thought he was still with the Munich Circus." She said thoughtfully. "Where is he now?"
"Made him get some sleep, he was down here fo' days waitin' on ya ta wake up." Remy told her. Kurt was in fact asleep in his own room right now but that was only because Jean had knocked him out. The blue demon had refused to leave Rogues bedside until she had awoken, but she had been out for a week and a man needed rest.
Rogue looked down at her hands. "When can Ah get this collar off?"
Remy understood her worry over it, he was worried himself. Xavier and Hank still hadn't found a way to get the collars of him or any of the other prisoners. "Don' worry chere they'll find a way." He told her showing her his own collar.
XxX
She nodded and looked back down to her hands that were now for the most part powerless. Rogue didn't like being powerless. She looked back up at Gambit who was watching her. How could she convince him to let her go? There was a good chance he wouldn't just let her go now. Rogue closed her eyes when she realized what she had to do. Her mother had taught her this but she never thought she would have to use it given the nature of her mutation. Another point for mommy dearest.
Rogue laid her head back on the pillow and forced a few tears out. Gambit immediately took the bait and sat down on the edge of the hospital bed. "Shhh, chere, it's gonna be alright." He said pulling her in to lean her head on his chest.
"No its not, things are never gonna be alright. Ah jus' wanna be normal if only for a little while." She said and threw a cetch in her through for added effect.
"Chere there's nothin' wrong it' ya." He said softly as he pulled her even closer to himself.
Rogue fought a smile from taking over her features, pleased that her plan was working. "Mystique only kept me cause she knew Ah'd be the perfect weapon, she knew Ah wouldn't get emotionally attached ta people cause o' my mutation cause that would jeopardize her plans." She sniveled.
XxX
"Ya mutation doesn't matter, it's no' even workin' now." He told her softly and cupped her chin in his hand. He turned her to face him, her vibrant green eyes were bright with tears. Her lips were pulled down to a slight frown and at that moment every thought in Remy's head disappeared into a primal need. He wanted to kiss her, he wanted to do more than that, he needed to have her and to protect her all at the same time. Remy leaned forward and gently placed his own lips against hers.
XxX
Rogue closed her eyes as he leaned in and pressed his lips to her own. He was warm, very warm almost like he was feverish. It must be a part of his mutation to be this warm all the time. Soon his lips had parted and his tongue was demanding entrance into her mouth, she granted it with a moan. She had seen people kiss before but never knew the flood of lust and passion could feel so good.
Remy pushed her down onto the bed while he climbed on top of her. Mystique had never told her it would be hard not to get carried away with seducing your captor. Rogue was fighting to think straight and ignoring the rock hard, thing, pressing into her thigh. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer still as his hands roamed her body. Rogue knew now was the moment she needed to end this before it went too far.
Rogue let her hand drift along his neck till her fingers reached his carotid artery, she put pressure on the artery for a few minutes until he fell slack against her. He was rather heavy now that he was passed out on top of her. Summoning her strength she rolled him off of her and then rolled herself off the bed. She silently made her way to one of the offices and grabbed a sticky note and a pen. She wrote a short note on the sticky not before returning to the room where an unconscious Gambit lay. She stuck the sticky not to his forward to make sure he wouldn't miss it before slipping out of the room and away from the mansion.
It was a shame he was such a good kisser because now she wouldn't be able to get the feel of him pressed up against her out of her head.
