So, I just turned and ran. I ran from everything and nothing all at the same time. I couldn't think. I just kept running, like that night when I lost my second family... just to end up losing the third.

Eventually I couldn't run anymore and I collapsed onto the ground, softened with pine needles. I sat there and rocked back and forth with my knees tucked under my chin and my arms wrapped around my legs. I don't know how long I was sitting there before someone picked me up and carried me back to the mansion. I didn't even notice until I was back at the lab with Jean pocking and prodding in my head.

"Goodness, it's hectic in there;" she sighed after she retreated from my mind. She seemed to have gotten over her small jealousy fit over my and Scott's confrontation. "Living with three guys is bad enough for a girl, but that's just ridiculous."

Then to the professor who I hadn't even noticed sitting there she said, "Isn't there something we can do for her?"

"I don't know Jean. I am at a loss for ideas."

This statement would have shocked me senseless if I hadn't had other things -and people- on my mind. "Will he come for me?" I asked to no in particular even though I didn't even know if Jean knew about my...er... family situation.

"To my knowledge he doesn't know you're here. Remember, he thought you died in that fire."

By the baffled expression on Jean's face I could make an educated guess that she had no idea what was going on. She chose not to say anything, though it was abundantly clear that she wanted to know what we were talking about. She was looking back and forth between us with an expectant expression on her face.

"I'm sure that if he did know," the professor continued, "he never would have risked your life that day. Erik is more loving than he leads people to believe." This caused a few memories of Erik and Charles to pop into the front of my mind. I inwardly, and possibly outwardly, cringed. If Charles -damn, the Professor- noticed he didn't show it.

Then Scott came in. Jean walked over and gave him a kiss that he returned. I found myself feeling jealous of what they had. I had never had that. Complete trust. Complete comfort. Just... complete. The closest thing I had to that was with Remy. But I wasn't very trusting, comfortable, or complete when I found out that I was just about the only girl in Westchester who he hadn't fucked. My relationship with David might have grown into that if I had been normal. If I hadn't nearly killed him. Bobby and I went out for a while, but we were pretty much just friends the whole time. And with St. John it was always awkward. We only went out for a couple of days. But then that's a pretty long time for teenage standards.

I looked away. This is not what I needed to be thinking about right then. I had just found out that my father was a homicidal walking magnet and my mother's skin was blue as silly puddy and I was thinking about my love life?-or lack of one.

"I think you should know Rogue that your real parents, despite their actions in the past loved you very much. And I think it would be healthy for you to go and meet Erik."

Right about then I'd say is when my eyes bugged out and I started rambling like an idiot. "But he tried to kill me... what if he doesn't believe you... maybe I'm not even who you think I am..."

"Rogue, I will not force you to do anything that you do not feel is wise, but I feel it might help the situation if your mind is in. Think about it." He wheeled out of the room with a quick nod at Scott and Jean who were looking utterly confused.

"It was you who got me out of the forest?" I asked Scott.

He nodded.

"Thanks," I said as I slipped of the table and started for the door. He nodded and smiled. Jean looked as if she were going to ask a question but Scott's hand on her shoulder silenced her.

I walked back to my room in a haze. I had to think. But first I needed a few Tylenol and some sleep.

"Please God, no nightmares."

I didn't do any in-text commentary. Someone was bitchin' about that... Kidding, Kidding. Sheesh some people are s touchy. Anyways, I don't really have much to say so I think I might just shut up so I can just get it on the site. I realize that it's been a while but... pthhhhhh, get over it. sorry I have outbursts like that sometimes. Well, I just have school, and finals, and end-of-the-year-must-make-students-suffer shit so I dunno how long it'll be till I get out another chapter. I might put a chapter out to a different story. (other than "I Didn't Mean To") not sure yet. Wow, I have been really boring writing this, huh?? Well, I doubt anyone finds me funny other than myself anyways. Toodle-oo. Watch out for Krusty!