Well I finally managed to make time to write this chapter and post it. I'm sorry it took ages. It seems that ROMY stories are getting slow updates (generally), which includes mine.
Midnight Wait: Chapter 11Rogue woke up to find herself staring up a white ceiling. Her head hurts as she tried to recall what happened to her. And those strange dreams she got. She must have absorbed Belladonna, although she could not remember fighting her. She tried to lift her right hand to touch her head only to find it heavy. She looked down at her side, and found Remy by her bed, his hand holding onto her hers.
Although she was still in a daze, it did register to her that she was bare. And Remy was touching her. She removed herself from him and run her fingers through his hair. He stifled slightly, but did not wake up. She stoked his cheeks and she noticed something was amiss. Her nails were perfectly manicured and there was a ring on her finger, which seems familiar. Hadn't she seen it before? Her head started to spin.
Rogue took a drink that was by her bed, and within a few gulp her water finished. She was still thirsty. Not wanting to wake Remy or trouble the others, she walked to the washroom for a refill.
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Remy was awoken by the sound of shattering glass and a scream coming from the washroom. He found Rogue was not in her bed.
"Rogue" he scrambled out of his seat and hurried to her. Rogue was on the floor, curling herself together.
"Rogue" he called again when he got into the washroom. She looked up.
"Remy. What –" her words slurred, a piece of the broken mirror was on her already cut hands. "Ah can't change back" She concentrated hard to change her form, like how she had used Mystique's power but she was still the blonde woman she had dreamt.
"Chere, it'd be alright" he reached for her but she moved back.
"Stay away from meh!" she spat. "This – this - is jus' a dream. Stop it!" she screamed. Remy had her in his arms and try to calm her but she was still struggling. "Let meh go!"
Logan got to the Med Wing, followed by the rest of the others , to see Rogue struggling in the Cajun's arm.
"Stripes. Look at me!" he demanded, shaking her shoulder. "Look at me. NOW!"
"Logan. What is going on." She held onto the hands that are now holding on her cheeks. "Ah – Ah – can touch. This isn't real. Ah am not suppose tah be able t'."
"This is real Rogue. We are real. You are real" Logan explained. It hurts him to see her disoriented and to believe that she is cursed from touch.
"But Ah'm not meh. Ah look different. Ah can't change"
"No. You can't. But you are who you are Stripes. You would always be. Remember that."
Rogue head dropped and she sighed. "Ah am who ah am" she repeated.
"Come on. Let's get y' back t' bed chere" Logan nodded at Remy who was still holding Rogue who had calm down..
"I'm giving you something that will make you calmer Rogue" Hank said as he prepare for her jab.
"Ah don' need it Hank" Rogue said stubbornly, when she was back on her bed. "Ah'll be fine. Ah jus' need time." Hank nodded and smile but gave Rogue a jab nonetheless, much to Rogue's weak protest.
"Welcome back kid. We'll be around if you need us" Logan gave a gentle squeeze on her hand. "I promise we get round to all this mess, when you are better." Rogue gave a feeble smile.
Logan and Hank ushered the rest out of the room and leave Remy with Rogue. There was an awkward silence between.
"Remy" she called for him as she played with the ring on her finger. He was silent. "Ah'm sorry"
He looked up at her. She was still fiddling with the ring. How could she still forgive him for all the pain that he had caused -him being selfish. How could she simply understood him, when she should be angry with him - for denying her love, for hurting her. Yes he was hurt once, denied of love, but not by Rogue. It was not fair for her to say she's sorry when it wasn't her fault. He was ashamed, he was guilty, he felt belittled and he don't deserve her.
"Non chere" there was shame in his voice. "It's my fault. I caused y' so much pain. 'M sorry." He dropped his head, only to be lifted by a gentle hand.
"Ah didn't know. Ah'm sorry" she stroke his cheeks. Remy held her hands and closed his eyes.
"I don't deserve to be forgiven Rogue. You don't deserve to be in this situation. I was selfish. All I ever think was myself. This…this…shouldn't have happened. It isn't fair –" Remy was rambling.
"You love her and she betrayed you" Rogue spoke softly.
Love? "Non." he shook his head. He loved Belladonna. "I thought I had lost y'. I was afraid I could never see you again. Mon Dieu. What have I done? I won't leave you Rogue. I promise. Je t'aime " There was no reply. "Rogue?" He looked up to see her sleeping form. He sighed. The jab Hank gave her had put her to sleep. He pulls the covers on her and run his hands through her hair. He had learned to get use to her new physique. He has too.
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Rogue woke up again within the next few hours to see Hank checking her vitals.
"Ah I see you have woken up Rogue" a smiled formed when Hank saw her eyes open. "You are getting much better now, your statistics are stable I assure you."
"Thanks." Rogue replied throatily. "Can Ah get up now?"
"In time my dear. For now you still need much rest"
"Can Ah at least sit down?"
"Of course. Let me help" Hank help Rogue onto a sitting position, the bed adjusted. She noticed that Remy was not around. "Remy has gone for his change of clothes." Hank said when he noticed Rogue was looking around for a certain someone. "He was very worried about you. We all were. Remy however wasn't doing so well while you are here. But we are all glad you are not in any danger."
"Ah wasn't dreaming was Ah?" Rogue asked when she noticed that her hands were bandaged for some cuts. And she recalled the event and Remy telling her some things, which she could not really hear as the drug took over.
"Pardon me?"
"Ah thought Ah was another women. It was so real. Ah dreamt so many things…about her." Her voiced trailed. "But it was real wasn't it"
Hank simply gave a simple nod and placed his hand on her shoulder. "I wouldn't worry about it if I were you Rogue. There are more important matters for you now. You have to get better and it is my responsibilities that I see you to it. I'll inform the others that you are better for visitors"
Hank's answer was simple but to Rogue, she understood that she has the body of someone else. It was weird. She has not fully seen her new body and she's not sure if she was ready for it either. For now she'd let the matter rest and follow Hank's advice. If she had to find out about this other woman, she has to get better.
A/N: Rogue fell asleep, as the drug took over. Yeah so she never heard Remy telling her that he Love Her.