A/N: So this is not really a new chapter, just the next morning of Remy and Anna's night that will make Chapter 14 flow effortlessly. This chapter is short but it gets the job done.

Chapter 13 (A continuation)

"I mean what more can you say about it, she's a whore."

"I know, I know, I mean—did you hear her last night? Ororo would've never done that!"

"I know right! And that's not because she doesn't believe in premarital sex—it's because she's not some dirty, back of the woods, hick, trash, good for nothing slutty bimbo!"

Jean, Kitty, and Jubilee sat at the opposite end of the breakfast table gossiping quietly, but loud enough for those interested to hear, about the red head sitting across from them. Anna slinked and giggled all about Remy shamelessly showing public displays of affection in front of the entire mansion. Remy stared at his plate not exactly embarrassed, but not exactly proud of last night's charade. The only person on his mind was Ororo and her whereabouts. He made up his mind that he would go and look for her.

'Don't you think you've caused her enough pain?'

Remy jumped as his mind was invaded by Jean's angry voice. Trying not to be obvious, Remy picked up his fork and played with his food a bit.

'Wat y' talkin' 'bout Jeannie?'

'Don't you think you've caused her enough pain Remy? She left to get away from you and your little "girlfriend" and from the looks of it, you don't really look like you miss her. Ororo's been through the mud enough, and if you really care about her you'll just leave her alone…or else!"

Remy dropped his fork. She was right, she was absolutely positively correct. He briefly thought about the saying "If you love something, let it go…" He let her go and now he had to deal with the consequences. Remy's train of thought was broken when Anna reached over him to grab the pitcher of orange from the center of the table loudly proclaiming, "Oh did you guys my new nickname yet-- It's Rogue! Don't cha like it? Remy thought of it last night!"

"I bet he did…Rogue," Jean said sarcastically. The entire room lit up with hard and cruel laughter.

'Maybe I should find her after all…' Remy thought to himself.

A Month Later

"Excuse me, but do I know you?"

Ororo slowly turned around and was face to face with a young woman around her age. 'Strange' Ororo thought, this woman who she was sure she never met looked so very familiar to her.

"Um, I don't think so. What's your name?"

"Kenyata. Kenyata Campbell."

End Notes: If you can't remember Kenyata or just don't who the heck I'm referring to, she is Mama D's granddaughter and her first true best friend when she was a child (seen in my earlier chapters.) They lived together and were like sisters--so it should be interesting to see where they go from here.