I Think She Took My Soul

John walked through the woods back to camp his head a hazy fog. He was tired and weak even though he had barely touched Rogue the night before. He sighed thinking of her, she was broken, more then broken. He didn't know if he could help her, she blamed herself for Jubilee even though it was his fault. Though he couldn't say he cared for Jubilee he hated seeing Rogue the way she was.

John stepped into a clearing and found Copycat's body lying lifelessly on the ground. He had completely forgotten about her. He stepped closer to her, she looked as if she were sleeping peacefully, there weren't any visible marks on her body.

He kneeled down beside her and lightly touched her face, she was ice cold. She looked so serene, she had a small smile on her face and for once she didn't look… angry. She looked happier in death then she ever did in life.

John closed his eyes pinching the bridge of his nose feeling a sense of lose. He had never loved the Copycat but he felt attached to her. He didn't know what the hell he felt for, all he knew was that he couldn't leave her there to root.

He got to his feet and began collecting wood, he was giving her a proper send off, even if she didn't deserve it.

-()-

Rogue ran into her room her heart beating in her ears. She clutched her head and began to cry. Slowly she sank to her knees and felt as if she were drowning, she gasped trying to satisfy her need for oxygen but it didn't work. Wither's words had hit her, he was right if it wasn't for her Jubilee would be walking around and her life wouldn't be in the balance.

Suddenly her door opened, she looked up to see Scott. She wanted to shout at him to leave her alone but she couldn't, all she could do was cry. He kneeled down and took her shoulders.

'Rogue,' she looked down at the ground, avoiding his gaze, continuing to struggle to breath. 'Look at me!' He demanded shaking her a little. She looked up and was surprised not to see hate in his eyes.

'You need to calm down.'

'I… can't.'

'You can't listen to Wither, he's angry.'

'But he's right!' she shouted her voice coming back.

'No he's not! None of this is you're fault.'

Rogue through herself at Scott and he wrapped her in a hug.

-()-

John lifted Vanessa's body onto the mound of wood and placed her gently down as if she were a glass doll. He gazed at her flawless face remembering the first time they had met, he had always been mesmerised by her beauty though it never compared to Rogue's, she never compared to her.

He stepped away igniting a flame and playing with it on his finger tips.

'See you on the other side Vanessa.' He reached out touching the wood and it ignited. Slowly the flames spread engulfing Copycat's body in flames. John took one last look at her and walked away, back to camp.

-()-

Mystique sat in her tent and tried not to move too much. She glared at her stitches, her thought's going back to the only other time she had been stabbed.

'This time I better not be scarred.' She mumbled under her breath.

Mystique was conscious of the time, Pyro was taking a hell of a long time. Every time he left she couldn't help but wonder if he'd come back. To her surprise he always did but something had to give soon. Either he'd leave to join the x-men or Rogue would join the brotherhood, but Mystique knew the boy better then he thought, when it came down to it he would leave.

Mystique got to her feet and walked outside wanting some fresh air. As soon as she stepped out of the tent she saw Pyro in the distance. She let out a sigh of relief, that he was ok.

'And what took you so long?' she asked with a small smile on her face.

'You should be resting.' He said trying to sound annoyed to hide his concern.

'I've had worse,' she said flippantly. 'And I though you were meant to be home an hour ago.'

'Home? You consider this place home?' he asked with a small smile slipping into the tent. She followed.

'Don't you?'

John sat on the bed and Mystique sat beside him. 'Nope.'

'Where do you consider home then?'

'Are we really gonna have a chick flick moment?' He asked, eyebrow raised.

'No, I suppose not.' They sat in silence for a while before John jumped to his feet.

'We need to clean you're wounds.' He said pulling out the first aid box.

'I am capable of doing it myself.' She snapped, she hating being taken care of.

'Please just let me do this,' she sighed and let him proceed. He placed disinfectant on some cotton wool and dabbed the gash on her forehead.

'I buried Copycat today.'

'You did?'

'We'll I cremated her,' Mystique smiled. 'You sounded surprised.'

'I am, I thought you hated the girl.'

'I did,' he shrugged. 'But I didn't want to leave her out there to rot.'

'Pyro you have a heart who would have known.'

'I guess I do.' He chuckled and added as an after thought. 'Don't tell anyone though.'

'You're secrets save with me.'

To her surprise the boy took her hand in a loving manner. She looked at him in shock her mouth slightly hanging open. 'Thank you Mystique, for everything. I don't think anybody's ever gone through so much trouble for me.'

'You… you're welcome.'

John grinned letting go of her hand and continuing to clean her wounds as if there little exchange hadn't happened.

-()-

Rogue sat bolt upright, she looked around her room frantically and sighed when she realised it was just a dream. The same one she had, had in the med-lab.

Great recurring nightmares, just what I need right now.

Rogue got up and headed to the bathroom. She starred in the mirror and saw she her eye were watery.

'Stupid dream.' She mumbled under her breath. She was a mess, her eyes where blood shot and she had bruise like circles under them. She had stopped crying at least, thanks to Scott.

She sighed, her hands clutching tighter on the kitchen counter.

Why couldn't she just ever be happy? Whenever she was close it was ripped from under her, ever since she got her powers, ever since she became a freak. Rogue let a scream of frustration and knocked all the contents on the counter to the ground, anger pumped through her veins as she gritted her teeth. She wanted nothing more then to break something, to hit someone, anyone.

There was a knock on her door, she decided just to ignore it, but whoever was on the other side just didn't seem to want to give up.

Sighing in defeat she opened the door not bothering to try and hide the fact that she had been crying.

'Rogue,' Bobby's smile quickly faded when he saw her. 'Can I come in?'

'Whatever.' She didn't care if he was there, she felt too numb to feel guilty about him. She walked over to her bed and sat down. Bobby slowly followed her, his eyes scanning the room. When he saw the bathroom, the floor litter with things he cast her a worried look.

'I heard about Jubilee.' He said sitting beside her and wrapping his arm around her. She rested her head on his shoulder and cried. 'I know everything is hard for you, with Jubilee and seeing John but I don't want you to shut me out, ok?'

'Ok.' He kissed her cheek quickly and played with her hair as she cried.

-()-

Bobby walked along the halls from Rogue's room. She seemed better on herself when he left, not so depressed. Stupid fucking John, he knew it was his fault that blonde psycho tried to kill Rogue. Though John in the end had saved Rogue, Bobby couldn't help but be thankful to his former friend.

'Professor I'm worried…' Bobby stopped in his tracks as he heard Storm's voice.

'I know you're concerns Ororo but I'm sure Kurt is fine.' Xavier said reassuringly.

'It's just that I haven't seen him since… he left my room and he promised he'd be back yesterday.'

'He probably just got held up Strom, I'm sure.'

'Ok.' The women sighed. Bobby ducked around the corner as Storm left the room. Nightcrawler was missing a few days after John's psychotic girlfriend pays the school a visit. Bobby didn't believe it was a coincidences and he knew the Professor didn't either.

-()-

John snuck through the familiar halls of the mansion, for the third night in a row, making sure he was not seen. He couldn't help but remind himself to thank Mystique for teaching him how to practically become invisible.

He reached Rogue's room and slipped in quickly. He had barely closed the door when the southern bell called his name.

'Johnny?' he turned and she dived on him wrapping him in a hug. 'I didn't think you'd be coming back tonight.'

'I missed you too much.' He said kissing her forehead. As Rogue pulled him to the bed he noticed the drop in temperature and he knew Drake had been there. That was something he had never told Rogue, he knew when she had been near Drake, he could sense it, feel it.

He sat on the bed and she curled beside him, her head resting on his shoulder. He couldn't help but play with her hair, something he had become accustom to.

'I went to see Jubilee.' She said looking straight ahead.

'Are you ok?'

'Wither blames me, for what happened to her.'

'Don't listen to that jackass, he doesn't know what he's talking about.'

'He does, if I had been strong enough to stay away from you…' she trailed.

'You regret us?' John asked pulling away and getting to his feet.

'What? No!' Rogue shouted straightening up. 'I love you more then anything you know that, it's just that…' she trailed off and buried her head in her hands.

'Sometimes I just want to disappear and never come back.' She thought aloud. John leaned down and lightly held her chin making her look at him.

'I don't know what I'd do without you.'

'You'd manage.' She whispered. John hated hearing her talk like that, he leaned in and kissed her just to show how much he couldn't live without her.

-()-

Rogue looked at the ground avoiding John's eyes as held her chin. 'You'd manage.'

Suddenly his lips crushed against hers and they fell back onto the bed, his body covering every inch of hers. All Rogue's nerve endings were so over-sensitised that when John kissed her neck she whimpered. His lips found hers again and she could feel John's heart racing against her chest. Rogue's hand was slowly travelling up John's chest, somehow she knew what she was doing as if some unknown force was guiding her, whispering in her ear.

She groaned when John pulled away, she tried to pull him back to her but he fought her off.

'Rogue, I think we need to stop.' He said breathlessly.

'No.' she rasped pulling him back with more force then she though she had. John caught her mouth again in a frantic hard kiss. As John's hand began to snake up her top a part of her mind realised what there were doing was wrong but she quickly lost all sense when she felt the scrape of John's teeth against her tongue. All she knew was that she wanted him and she wanted him now.

When he shifted away from her again she nearly lost it. But he was only pulling off his t-shirt and throwing it on the floor before settling back in her arms. John planted little kisses along the way as he undid each button on her top and Rogue wrapped her legs around him. The last part of Rogue's mind registered that anybody could walk in at any moment checking to see if she was alright but all she cared about was the feel the frantic drumming of John's heart against her chest and the chaos his fingers were causing as he stroked her back.

Rogue wanted John and she wanted him now, she wanted all of him and she didn't what happened.

That's it Rogue keep going, keep holding on. He's yours, this is you're right.

It was only then that Rogue realised John was being unresponsive, her eyes snapped open and she pushed him off her. He rolled onto the bed shaking as if he was having a seizure, she opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out.

She ran to the farthest corner of the room, getting as far away from John as she could manage.

Look what you've done now Rogue.

Rogue now recognised that voice that has egged her on, guided her, it was Copycat.

'No.' Rogue began to cry and shook her head violently.

First Cody, now John, you just kill everything don't you.

Rogue tried to get her thoughts together and plan what she had to do. She needed to get Xavier, he could help John.

Suddenly the door burst open and Scott ran in quickly followed by the Professor.

He stopped taking in the scene his mouth hanging open until the Professor ordered him to get John to the med-lab.

He acted quickly lifting John who had now stopped shacking. Rogue was now curled up in a ball rocked back and fourth until Xavier came to comfort her.

'Rogue my child, this is not you're fault.'

'How is this not my fault?' she practically screamed.

'If you want anyone to blame it should be me,' she looked up at him in shock. 'It seems I underestimated the strength if Copycat's presence.'

'What?'

'To put it simple she had a strong influence on you.'

'Oh.'

'But not for long,' He outstretched his hand offering it to her. She took it and instantly felt a clam wash over her, she hadn't realised it but Copycat was putting up a struggle in there. 'Now lets go to the med-lab.'

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Rogue sat in the corner of the room trying not to break down in sobs, although the Professor had told her John would be ok she wouldn't believe it until he woke up.

'Rogue?' she snapped out of her thought's when she heard a weak voice.

'Johnny?' she stood up and saw he was awake on the bed.

He coughed and a small smile spread across his face. 'That was great but I think we got too carried away.'

'Oh thank god!' she cried, she was about to run to him but stopped her self an inch away not wanting to get too close. He sat up slowly and grimaced.

'How the hell did I get down here?' he asked in barely a whisper. He looked around the med-lab and then to the wires hooked up to his chest.

'The… Professor and Scott.' She stuttered feeling sick with nerves. She looked at the ground, waiting for the moment he'd turn on her.

'Rogue,' she looked up slowly, trying to emotionally detach herself from the situation. 'Stop being an idiot and get over here.'

'I don't want to hurt you.' He sighed, exasperated he got to his feet, with much effort, grabbed her arm and pulled her over to him. They fell onto the bed, she landing on top of him.

'Much better.' He grinned holding her down when she tried to get up.

'Johnny I don't want to hurt you.'

'And the only way you'll do that is if you get up.' Rogue looked at him and felt like crying, she slowly rested in his arms, her head against his chest. They sat in silence before it got to John.

'Rogue please tell me it's not going to be like this from now on?'

'Like what?'

'Like this? You afraid for no good reason! It was one hiccup.' He said it as casually as if she had broken something.

'John I didn't spill milk! I almost killed you!'

'No you didn't, you just held on too long.' She sat up annoyed.

'What happens if I do that again and next time I don't let go?'

'You will.'

'No,' she turned her back to him. 'I won't take that chance again.'

'Rogue you're being irrational.' He sighed.

'Me? You're the one who's acting so calm about it! I could have killed you!'

'And you fucking didn't!' Rogue eyes filled with tears and she began to cry. 'Ah Jesus, Rogue please don't cry.'

His arms wrapped around her and her stroked her hair. 'What would I have done if I killed you?'

'But you didn't. Look I'm fine and happier then ever.'

'What?'

'Come you gotta admit that was a lot of fun.'

'John.' she rolled her eyes but his joking had made her feel better.

'And I got to say I think Copycat might have something to do with it?'

'You caught onto that faster then I did. The Professor took care of it. I didn't realise it but she was taking a whole lot of energy out of me.'

'But you feel better now.'

'Yeah.'

'So I'm guessing Scott knows everything?' John didn't sound happy about it.

'I think so but I don't think he'll tell anyone,' John raised his eyebrow. 'He's changed a lot John, ever since Jean… all I know is we can trust him.'

'At least one good thing did come out of this.' he sighed.

'What the hell-'

He interrupted her before she could go into a rant. 'You didn't notice but you're powers took a hell of a long time to kick in.' John smiled kissing her hair.

'Were never doing that again.'

'Oh we will, but next time we won't get so carried away.' Rogue wanted to say that she wouldn't, but she knew it the end he would win the fight.

A/N: I want to thank hotbritt5000, alexmonalisa, dulcesweet, Prince cl0ud9 and Princesakarlita411 for reviewing you guys rock!

Well this chapter took a while but it was faster than my last update. So I hope you enjoyed this chapter I know Rogue did a hell of a lot of crying but she was almost killed not to long and her friend could die so…

Tell me what you think of the bedroom scene with Rogue and John that was fun to write!

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