Hark! Doth I hear a rustling over yonder? *stumbles through random foliage that exists solely for the purpose fo dramatic effect*

"Holy Crappeth! It hath been a long-awaited return, and here sitteth I!"

Rogue and Remy were in the Recreation Room idling talking with some of the others, when suddenly Rogue perked up, and grin growing, exclaimed, "He's back!''

Logan had just dismounted his bike, when Rogue threw herself at him and pulled him into a warm embrace. Taking off his helmet, he grinned and asked, "Miss me?"

"Well, without ya', it's just me and the Swamp Rat!"

"I resent dat." A voice behind them said. Remy sauntered over. "Bonjour, Monsieur Claws, have a nice trip?"

"It was fine." Logan grunted in response.

"Bon, now how about takin' your hands off o' my girl?"

"Remy! Ah ain't your "girl"!" Rogue exclaimed.

"Ah, but we're young an' we have plenty of time fo' ya' t' change your mind." He reasoned.

"Shut up, Cajun." Logan would have said something but he could tell from the twinkle of playfulness in her eyes this was how they normally communicated.

"No, but seriously, Logan, How was your trip? Did ya' find what you were lookin' for?" Rogue inquired.

"No, just raised even more questions..."

"Ah'm sorry, Logan, Ah'm sure you'll find the answeres some day." After an awkward pause, conversation resumed, and the three made their way back to the mansion.

Three weeks had passed since Logan had returned, and Rogue once again had become increasingly moody. Her head aches and nightmares grew worse, and Remy knew that they were all directly linked to the other psyches residing in her mind, but she absolutely refused to tell the Professor. So he told him for her. All Xavier said was he'd be sure to monitor her condition and that Remy should keep a close eye on her.

They were currently in the Danger Room fighting simulation robots. All of the sudden, a piercing scream resounded. Everyone turned to see Rogue doubled over clutching her head and yelling, "Stop! Stop it, please!"

"Rogue! Rogue, listen t' me!" Remy shouted running towards her shoving passed people and robots alike. He had almost reached her when an energy wave, eminating from Rogue, pushed him and everyone else back and slammed them against the walls.

Rogue met Remy's eyes looking absolutely terrified. "Remy! Remy, please help me! Ah can't-" She cried out falling on all fours.

The ground shook as anything metal was immediately magnatized to the wall. Logan flew by knocking Cyclops and Bobby to the ground.

All Hell broke loose. Every power she had ever absorbed was randomly manifesting from her all at once. Sparkling ice covered the walls, ceiling and floor. The robots were being torn apart and all of their parts were circling the air. Objects would randomly burst into flame, and huge bolts of electricity were radiating off of her and shooting out at people.

"We need Charles! You and I can't take her on our own!" Jean shouted to Emma.

"I know! I've already summoned him! He said to try to help her until he gets here!" Emma replied, fighting to be heard over the chaos.

Remy ran over, dodging everything on his way. "What can I do t' help?"

"Make sure we don't get hit!'' Emma yelled closing her eyes and placing her fingertips on her temples.

Just then, Xavier came in, but he was immediately pinned to the wall in his wheel chair.

Rogue screamed as three more people entered her already over-crowded mind.

Xavier, Jean, and Emma were startled by the amount of chaos in Rogue's mind.

"I'm having trouble locating Rogue in all this mess!" Jean said.

A loud shriek sounded to their right. The three qickly ran over to see Rogue clinging to the edge of a cliff.

"Help me! Please!" She pleaded as a mob grabbed onto her legs and pulled her downward.

Emma reached down, but she was too late, Rogue was falling.

All of the sudden, their surroundings changed. They were in a dark, cold forest. People were running by them, as if they were trying to escape something, or maybe something was trying to escapethem.

A bright flash of light and they were in a different place. Someone was shouting.

"What are you? It's all you're fault he's in the hospital! Ah want ya' out of my house, an' Ah don't ever wanna see your ugly face again, got it?"

"No, No, it was an accident! Ah didn't mean to!" There was a shriek and the sound of flesh hitting flesh.

A young Rogue ran out of a house, and passed the three psychics. But the further she got, the older she got. Abruptly, she turned around and faced them. "Emma, Jean, Professor, Ah don't understand what's-"

Things began to melt together. Now it was raining, and they were in line being taken some where. People shouted in German. A young boy was being seperated from his parents and screaming, extending his arm towards them.

More and more scenes played out before them, until finally, they were back where they started. Rogue was huddled on the ground sobbing and holding her head. "Make it stop! Please, just make it stop!"

Jean bent down next to her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Rogue? We're here to help you, all right? Just stay calm and don't give up, don't let go of who you are. Just hold on until we can help you."

She nodded.

Finally, everything stopped as Rogue collapsed into a heap. Logan, the Professor and all of the other air born objects dropped to the ground and things became quiet, like the calm after a storm. The three psychics passed out. Cyclops rushed to Jean, Warren to Emma*, and both Logan and Remy to Rogue. The Professor lay there forgotten for a few minutes before Hank finally noticed and went over to check on him.

Remy gently turned Rogue over, quickly checking for a pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the steady "thump" beneath his finger tips.

"Oh, Rogue," he murmured brushing her hair out of her eyes and tenderly wiping her tear-stained face. He picked her up and looked solemnly at Logan who gave him a brief nod, letting Remy know he understood no one was going to take Rogue away from him at that point.

Rogue woke up in the infirmary four days later. Remy was holding her and absent-mindedly stroking her hair and staring ahead. Feeling her stir, he looked down.

"Where am Ah?" She moaned looking around. "Why's it so dark?"

''It's two o'clock in da mornin' chere." He answered.

"Why're ya awake?"

"Couldn' sleep... How're ya feelin'?"

"Awful," She mumbled. "How long've Ah been out?"

"Four days."

"F-Four days?" She remained silent for a moment before saying. "Remy?''

"Oui, chere?"

"Is-Is any one else here?"

"No, Hank'll be back t' check on ya' in da mornin'."

"Remy?"

"Oui."

"Ah-Ah think- Ah think Ah love ya'."

He smiled broader than he ever had in his whole life. "I know, chere. I love ya' too. More dan ya' know." He whispered pulling her tighter and kissing the top of her head.

"I love you, Rogue."

"Anna," She corrected.

"Anna, I love you." He repeated once again. She nestled closer and soon fell back asleep.

The next day, Rogue woke up around noon.

"Hey, Hank." She murmured causing the blue, furry mutant to jump.

"Oh, hello Rogue, are you feeling better?" Beast asked.

She nodded sitting up in Remy's arms.

"Ah, Rogue good morning, or afternoon as the case may be.'' Xavier greeted wheeling in shortly followed by Emma and Jean.

"Hey."

"Jean, Emma and I were able to erase the majority of your psyches, however, one persisted in staying." He looked pointedly at Remy.

"I didn't do it on purpose mon ami.'' He said holding his hands up in surrender.

"Rogue, you have my deepest apologies as I believe I forced this whole ordeal on you. I never wanted to have such drastic results. Although, if you had come to me and let me help you, things may not have gotten as out of hand as they did. So please, in the future, come to me if this happens again." She nodded.

"On the brightside, We probably won't have another Danger Room session for a while." Emma said causing Rogue to smile sheepishly.

"Um, thank you guys," She began softly. "Ah-Ah probably wouldn't be here had it not been for you..."

"Let's just try not to let it happen again, alright? For all of our sakes.'' Jean replied.

"You can leave any time you're ready. You seem to be in good health physically, and Charles thinks you're ready to leave.'' Hank told her.

Semi-Epilogue:

Rogue and Remy were allowed to keep their room together, although at first, Logan didn't like it, but he's since gotten over it.

One night a few weeks after Rogue lost control, the two southerners were in their room. She had just gotten changed into her pajamas and come out of the bathroom, when Remy scooped her up into a warm embrace. Drawing back slightly, he looked deeply into her eyes and asked, "Do you trust me?"

She hesitated a moment, then breathed, "Yes." He leaned in and kissed her, starting gentle at first then becoming more and more passionate. She waited for her power to kick in, but it didn't.

When they pulled apart for air, she panted,"Ah don't understand? How'd ya' do that?"

"Da Prof's idea. Since my power deals wit' kinetic energy, he figured I could create a small barrier 'tween us and touch ya'." He explained softly, stroking her face with his bare hand.

She smiled radiantly then stood on her tip-toes and placed a small kiss on his lips. He trailed hot kisses down her neck murmuring, "I love ya' chere, even if couldn't do dis, I love ya'."

A short while later, they crawled into bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

Rogue woke up in the middle of the night trembling and breathing heavily.

''Ssh, Ssh, s'alright, chere. Jus' a nightmare." Remy hugged her close then handed her a glass of water which she gratefully drank.

After she changed from her sweaty clothes, she sat on the bed.

"Remy?''

"Oui?" He replied sitting next to her.

"Hold me, please hold me."

"Every time, Anna, every time."

And every time he did.