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Last Time

"What are we going to do? We can't leave him there in that condition! He'll die for sure if we do!" Mystique's voice interrupted the pregnant silence that hung in the air. Magneto silenced her by raising his hand a little.

"For now, all we can do is try to find out where the room is located by the color of the walls and the looks of it. Ask Callisto to try and detect any unusual mutant activities all around the world, that's the least we can do..for now."

Mystique nodded, sadness was clearly visible in her eyes as she bowed slightly before Magneto and walked out of the room, worrying about Pyro herself with the mental image of his recent condition going through her mind. She just hoped that, if they would eventually find him and get him out of there, that he would survive, at least long enough for him to see Rogue one last time. If they would ever find her again too.

Chapter 10

Gambit sighed and looked outside, the rain was still falling and there was a hard wind raging through the trees, making them shiver. The shadows of the leaves and the branches that shone into the dim-lighted house were enough to scare a small child, must he enter the house of course. Which not a lot of children did anyway. The house could be easily mistaken as a place where ghost gather. The garden had died completely, the grass and the tree placed in it hadn't been trimmed in ages. The once so white paint that covered the door was slowly rotting away and where once was glass was now wood to cover up the holes at some places. There were only a few windows left in their original state. But that was probably not for long since the wind was clearly raging harder and harder each day.

Because of the storm raging through the small town at the foot of a mountain, Remy had been unable to contact anyone from the Brotherhood last night, and so, unable to inform them that Rogue was in his care and that she needed some better medical support. He had done what he could for her wounds but they needed better treatment than he could give them. And the only one he knew who could was the now deceased, Jean Grey and Mystique, who stayed at the Brotherhood's base as medical officer at all times. Unless Magneto send her out on a mission. Who got hurt then just had to wait until she got back from the mission, which usually took a couple of days.

Gambit sighed again and rubbed his tired eyes, looking at Rogue who had decided she would occupy the couch in the living room instead of being locked up in the room all the time all by herself. He smiled sadly at her and knew that he would have to make sure she arrived at the base without any extra injuries, or without being caught by the Activists, who had already searched the whole town after a mutant girl. The citizens were ignorant to the fact that there were two mutants living in their town, in the deserted house nonetheless. After a couple of days of knocking on almost every door in the town, they just gave up and realized that the girl must've moved on after a few days.

"Alright, now to find some transport to get the hell out of here." Gambit muttered to himself. Rogue shifted in her sleep and woke up a few seconds later, slowly sitting up on the couch and rubbing her tired eyes. Briefly, she winced in pain as her wounds ached again. She kept insisting on helping around the house, but Gambit restricted her to sleeping and eating so she wouldn't hurt herself even more. Moving around wasn't a good idea if your body was trying to heal itself slowly. Even though she had Wolverine's healing powers, the process of the wounds healing themselves went slow.

"What day is it?" Rogue asked, finally fixing her eyes on Remy who had sat down on other couch in the mean time. He looked at the watch around his wrist, it looked expensive but Rogue knew that it probably wasn't.

"Friday." Gambit said, "10 am if you want to know the time too." He added with a small smile playing on his lips. Rogue chuckled a little and winced in pain as she swung her legs over the side of the couch so she was sitting more comfortable. Remy shook his head at her, frowning. He was wondering why the healing process was taking so long. Usually Wolverine healed within the minute.

"Trust me, I have no idea why its taking so long either, probably because my body isn't used to healing such an amount of wounds all at once." Rogue shrugged, thinking up of the only logical reason. Gambit nodded and stood up, telling her he would go to the town a little further away and try to find some transport to get to the Brotherhood's base. Rogue nodded tiredly and leaned back on the couch so she was more comfortable. Gambit handed over her book she had placed on the table the night before and gave her a kiss on the forehead before he left the, previously abandoned, house.

X

"I still don't get how you got this car from the guy without having to show your ID and all of that." Rogue said, looking out of the window of the, somewhat older but still in a good shape, SUV. It was an older model, dark green of color and looked like it could collapse any moment but it was good enough for them. The base wasn't that far away anyway and the car could hold on for another couple of hours until they arrived there. Gambit shrugged and kept his eyes on the road, which was glistering in the sun, caused by the rain from the previous day.

"Stupid rain." Gambit muttered under his breath, causing Rogue to giggle a little before she closed her eyes and tried to get some more sleep, or focus on healing her body, Remy could never tell. He just hoped that Mystique would be at the base since Rogue could use her help now. Both on the mothering part and on the healing part. Gambit smiled and looked at a sleeping Marie next to him for a few seconds, noting that her breathing had slowed down made him decide that she was asleep.

"We're going to get you on your feet again Cherie, don't worry." He whispered, taking Rogue's hand in his for a moment and gave it a small squeeze before he turned his eyes back on the road. He just hoped he could get there sooner.

X

"How is it that we still don't know where the hell he is?" Magneto's voice asked as Callisto and Mystique were standing in front of his desk. In all honest opinions, Callisto looked frightened by the anger reflected in Erik's eyes but Mystique was calm, as if she knew he would've reacted like that. Magneto sighed and leaned back in chair, rubbing his temple as a small headache started to form.

"Either they are hiding him outside my range or they are doing something that causes me to fail at sensing him. Those are the only two explanations I know." Callisto said in a small voice, hoping that it would satisfy Magneto and keep him from lashing out. Magneto nodded and sighed, waving his hand to tell them to leave him alone. Mystique and Callisto bowed before him before the two women walked out of the room in complete silence.

Mystique parted from Callisto half-way through, making her way slowly to the medical bay (her usual location around the base whenever she didn't have something else to do). Greeting some of the other mutants on her way, she couldn't help but keep everything to herself and feel rather down. She just wished she could do more than just sit in the base and wait for a sign, anything that could help them to save either Rogue or Pyro.

And even though she wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, or who was passing by. She couldn't help but notice a familiar long dark brown coat swirling behind a man with wild hair and a fold up stick hanging from his belt. She frowned and stopped in the middle of the hallway, turning around and facing Gambit's back since he was still turned away from her.

"Gambit? Back so early?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at the man. Gambit stopped walking but didn't turn around for a few seconds. He looked over his shoulder and showed her a tired smile.

"Just wondering where you were Cherie." Gambit said, the bags under his eyes were enough proof for Mystique that he had been awake for quite some time now. "I need your help down there." He continued, nodding towards the closed door of the medical bay. Mystique frowned and nodded, following him towards the room where she gasped a little when she saw Rogue laying on the table, her wounds covered up with bandages (which were stained by several spots of blood, caused my the movements she had done during their travel towards the base).

"You found her?" Mystique whispered as she stroke Marie's hair and placed some of it behind her ears so she could have a clear look at the face of the young girl.

"She found me. Cherie escaped all on her own before she bumped into me." Gambit said, explaining what had happened. "I tried to contact you sooner but the storm prevented me from making contact."

Mystique didn't answer, nor did she hear what he had just said to her but she nodded anyway. Her focus was on Rogue, the bandages soaked in blood and the state she was in. Gambit opened his mouth to say something again but realized soon enough that Raven wasn't listening to him. He nodded and walked over to Rogue, taking her hand in his and giving it a soft squeeze before he looked at Mystique.

Her chocolate brown eyes were filled with shock and perhaps, a little sadness? Gambit was never that good in reading eyes anyway so he gave up before he tried to go deeper in the subject. He bend down and pressed his lips against Rogue's forehead before he left her alone in Mystique's care, promising himself that he would visit her the moment he had freshened up. Whether she was awake or not. He was going to stay by her side.

"I'm going to report about the state of business with Magneto. Take good care of her will you?" Gambit asked, looking over his shoulder at Mystique and an unconscious Rogue. Mystique looked over her own shoulder and showed him a smile before she nodded. Gambit nodded back and walked out of the room, wondering if Rogue knew what was going on in the first place. He had carried her into the base after they had arrived (since she was still asleep and he couldn't bear it to wake her up since she needed it more than he did).

He shoved his hands in his pockets and started to walk towards Magneto's office, wondering how he was going to tell him about finding Rogue and the state she was in right now. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, letting his hands trail of his tired face and then let his fingers go through his messy hair before he shook his head, trying to wake up some more. Although, before he could knock the door, it opened itself. Magneto sat in his chair, waiting for Gambit to decide and enter the room.

"I have news sir." He said, nodding at the older mutant as some sort of greeting, he had never been one for traditions and bowing before speaking.

"News?" Magneto asked, looking up from the papers on his desk and deciding to face the French mutant. Gambit started playing with his sleeve, looking rather nervous and thought on how he should tell this.

"Rogue is back.."

As my memory rests