A/N: Did you remember to leave a review for chapter 8, huh? Okay, then you may proceed.
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
With her eyes still closed, Rogue smiled, slipped her arms from around his neck and stepped back. Scott's body fell limp as he passed out. She heard a thud and gasped, "Scott!" She opened her eyes for a split second, immediately closing them. "What the-" Laser beams transmitted from Marie's eyes and burned the CD player on the nightstand by Scott's bed. The music immediately stopped while the device sparked.
"Oh no! Scott!" She had felt the heat escape from her eyes and had noticed her vision revealed her surroundings in a deep red tint. He should come to soon, but what's that smell? She sniffed the air, 'Smoke!' Recalling where she had seen the CD player, she used the bed as a guide to make her way to the nightstand. She accidentally stepped on Scott's arm, "Ooops!" taking a deep breath; she stepped over his arm and finally reached her destination. Once there, she carefully maneuvered her way around Summers, to get behind the piece of furniture.
Anxiously, she explored the wall, squeezing as close as possible, she stretched her arm out and felt the plug. With a sigh of relief, she gave the cord a yank, it was out and she restlessly fell back onto the floor with a sigh. "Damn! Why weren't we thinking, Scott? Scott!" Marie sprang up, positioning herself to her knees. "Scott, answer me!" She was patting her hands on the ground to search for Scott. She started to cry, now thinking she might have killed him. How long did they kiss? A minute or so? Couldn't have been that long!
Flashing back to the time she almost drained the mighty Wolverine made her even more terrified. "Oh shit, please don't be dead!" She found Scott's head, "Yes! Scott, can you hear me?" then moved her hand to his chest. Crawling to his side, she placed her ear on his shirt over his chest and listened for a heartbeat. "Thank God!" That was one less worry.
Her head sprang up and turned as she heard a knock on the door. "Who's there?" She listened as the knob turned and the door opened. "I said, who's there?" Footsteps neared her; Rogue instantly jumped to her feet and blindly moved her hands in the air. "Please, whoever you are, I need-"
"What the hell happened here? What's that smell?" She shifted her body towards the direction of the voice.
"Bobby? Bobby! Please!" She motioned over to where the CD player was. He noticed the smoke and flicked his hand. Rogue felt the cold air shoot past her, "Thank you! Now, Scott's still alive but he needs help!"
"Just a minute, what the hell are you doing here? Why are your eyes closed?" Bobby Drake observed his teacher's body sprawled out on the floor. "Wha-" He sniffed, his eyes well up with tears as he released a sigh, "What were you two doing, Rogue?" Rogue swallowed, her lips drawn in tight.
She felt completely horrible, caught the despair in his words. But this was no time for an explanation. She wiped a hand over her mouth,"I'm sorry, no time for questions! Are you going to help me or not?" Bobby watched Rogue plead to him, clasping her hands together and shaking them towards him. She looked so beautiful and he knew she was desperate for his assistance.
Drake walked over to Scott's head and hastily removed his visors. He walked over to Rogue, grasped her gloved wrist with one hand, while he used his other hand to pry open her fingers and placed them into her palm. "He won't be needing these for now, put them on, until it…you know, wears off."
Marie smiled gleefully, "I don't know why I didn't think of it before? Thank you so much, Bobby!" She let her hand linger in his hold for a quick moment, and then pulled away. Rogue placed the glasses onto her face and opened her eyes.
Bobby turned around and picked his teacher up, placing his arms underneath Scott's. 'I'm glad I've been working out, he's heavier than he looks.'
Rogue stood up and walked over to Scott's feet. She lifted them up with ease and locked his legs between each of her arms and side. 'Wow, he's lighter than he looks. Oh, right, my power...' "Thanks again, Bobby."
Bobby looked down at Mr. Summers and glared. He acknowledged the fact that Scott's lips were a darker shade than usual, 'I came to apologize for freezing you. I can't believe I'm doing this, but I'm doing this for her, jack ass.' Rogue bit her lip and cleared her throat, "Um…Bobby, you ready?" He adjusted his hold on Scott and responded with a hint of anger, "Okay, let's go."
A/N: Bobby's not too happy, awww! I love it! Did I say that out loud? Review readers, review!