Hey!! Bet you all thought that I had thrown in the towel on this one.

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I have renewed interest in this story and I plan to finish this one.

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Rogue's head throbbed and her mouth tasted like a mixture of cotton and gasoline. The room she was in smelled musty and dank and she could feel damp earth beneath her cheek. She moved her arms but found her arms restrained behind her back making her injured shoulder burn.

Shifting slightly she looked around the room. It looked like an old warehouse, and it smelled, under the must, of salt water. Closing her eyes she concentrated on sounds. Gulls and lapping water.

The Docks.

Her memories of the attack were still fuzzy. She had been sitting under the tree, listening to music, and dreaming about Remy when … what? There was a cloth over her face and she had been dragged off the ground. She kicked and ripped off a glove to make contact with her attacker when then things went black.

It had to be Magneto, she decided. But that could only mean they were intent on using her for bait to trap Gambit. And she was sure that if he knew where she was he would try and save her. And Magneto would not allow either of them to life.

For a moment she allowed herself to shake and weep. She needed that moment, but when she was done she began to catalog the room, in her mind. Anything was a weapon, she reminded herself. And if the Professor was looking for her she would need to gather as much information about her surroundings to help them locate her.

Charles Xavier sat at the window and contemplated the news Wolverine had just delivered. He gave him credit for not going after Rogue's kidnapper alone, and for not going straight to Remy and taking out his frustrations.

With his mind he reached out to Beast, Storm, Cyclopes, and Jean and asked them to meet him in his office. Finding her location would be the easy part, he mused. If Magneto had her, and he was working under the assumption he did, getting her back would be tricky.

Scott, Jean, Storm and Beast entered the room and he confirmed their worst fears. She had been taken. The Professor and Jean agreed to search the area using Cerebro while Storm and Beast prepared a team for a rescue mission.

"What about Remy," asked Storm, "are you planning to tell him anything?"

"Yes, I think he deserves to know, however I do not think it would be wise if he joined the rescue mission. We all know Magneto is after him and his presence would only increase the chance that someone would get hurt."

"Gonna' be hard to keep him from doin' something stupid. Hot head," said Logan.

"I agree Logan. We need to hope we can reach him and that he will understand that while this will not be easy it is what is best.

"Beast, will you kindly bring Remy to my office?"

"Certainly, Professor."

Remy woke to a knock at his door. He shook off the disorientation almost immediately. Shifting in the bed he smiled as she stretched leisurely, remembering his time with Rogue the previous night. He really wanted the person on the other side of the door to be Rogue but one look at the clock told him she would still be in school. He got off the bed, pulled a t-shirt on and was immediately disappointed to find the furry blue man named Beast on the other side.

"What can Remy do for you 'dis mornin'?" Remy smiled, still quite groggy.

"The Professor has asked me to bring you to his office. There is a rather urgent matter he needs to discuss with you."

"Magneto? What happened?" Remy was pulling on his jeans, immediately serious and fully awake.

"I think it would be best if the Professor explained it to you himself."

"Took her? Where??" Remy was standing in front of the Professor, his hands reaching for his cards automatically.

"That is what we intend to find out. Now please, sit down. I want to see if you know of any places he might have taken her. Any places you can think of where he might try and hide her." The Professor looked at Remy, measuring him and his response to the news of Rogue's abduction.

"Der' is only one place I can think of … his warehouse at the docks."

"Alright, that gives us a place to start. Once we know something we will let you know." He turned, dismissing Gambit.

"She in 'dis mess because of me. I'm not gonna sit back and let you do all the work findin' her."

"Remy, the best thing you can do now is stay calm and let us find her. You know as well as I do you are the real target and the less you are involved the better" The Professor looked at him and with real sympathy said, "We will get her back. You need to trust us."

The Professor and Jean began working on finding Rogue. Using Cerebro they focused their power and began a through sweep of the area around the docks. After an hour Jean sensed her.

"Professor, I think I have her! Here …"

He focused with his student and she had indeed found her, though the connection was weak. She was slipping in and out of consciousness. The Professor probed deeper and saw the mental catalogue Rogue kept repeating in her mind.

"Smart girl," he whispered.

Remy was not about to sit back and let someone else find Rogue. He felt responsible for her, and her safety was his priority. He was putting on his jacket and heading toward the balcony doors when Logan entered the room.

"Goin' somewhere Gumbo?" Remy turned to look at the older man, not fooled by his casual stance. He knew that behind his easy smile was an animal. Frowning and pulling a deck of cards out of his jacket he tried to remain calm.

"Got business. Goin' out."

"Looks to me like you are runnin' off half cocked lookin' for Rogue." Wolverine leaned against the frame of the door and started inspecting his nails.

Remy looked down, unable to meet his gaze and said, "It is my fault. I should have left dat girl alone. Now, Magneto got her … I want to help."

"Well, we agree on one thing, Gumbo. You should have left her alone. But since you didn't it seems to me you should be thinking of what is best for her, and you runnin' off into a trap don't seem like the best way to do it. I know it is hard, believe me, but if you really want her to be safe the best thing is to stay put and be ready to take care of her when we get back."

Remy looked at the older man and saw that he meant what he said, saw the sense in his words, and knew that he would do just as much as he would to help Rogue. That sort of concern for someone that was not family was not something he fully understood, but it was what Rogue had said she found here.

Feeling suddenly tired he said, "Why you care so much anyway?"

Logan chuckled and replied, "That's easy. We're a team. And that kid … she's special."