Disclaimer's: Still don't own them. My story will be progressing rather slowly from this point on. There's so many different things I could do with it. I really want to put Rogue and Logan together, even though some reviewers think it's stupid. Remy can't just waltz back into her life; I wish he'd waltz into mine *sheepish grin*. Anyways, I need some ideas on how to get Rogue and Logan together. I'm running on empty, so I'm going to try this chapter out and you can tell me how it goes...

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The X-Men were in shock. How could Storm have found Remy, when no one else could? The answer was easy: No one bothered to look. They had all just believed he was dead. Storm kept looking. Rogue wanted to kick herself for not doing the same.

While everyone argued over the trivial point of how great it was that Gambit was alive, Rogue was having none of it.

"GET OUT!" she screamed, "Would you all just LEAVE ME ALONE?" Her sobbing upped a notch.

"That's right," Nikki said, "Cry all you want! Do you know how long I've cried? How long my mother cried?"

Everyone fell silent. Rogue looked at Nikki quite calmly, then got up. She brushed a hand across Nikki's forehead, willing her power to the surface of her skin, Nikki fell to the ground. Beast scooped her up.

"Don't worry," Rogue said, "I just zapped her a little. She'll wake up soon. I wanted to see something." She closed her eyes and viewed the new thoughts that Nikki had left in her mind...

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A beautiful little girl, pigtails flying behind her, leapt into her Daddy's arms, "How's my angel?"

Mommy and Daddy were mad at her. She had told someone that her parents were mutants. She must never do that again.

Birthdays, holidays, all flew by in a daze of happiness. It was Daddy who was lit up most in her memories. She was Daddy's little girl...

It could've been mine, Rogue thought, I could've been Mrs. Remy LeBeau.

Then, the memories turned painful.

"He's dead!" the same girl wailed, "I know it."

Sure enough, her beloved pet was dead. Her powers emerged in startlingly real dreams. She didn't want to go to sleep anymore...

Then, the already darkened life became suddenly darker.

"You're getting a divorce." The girl announced in a flat voice, "When were you going to tell me?"

"Just before you mentioned it," Daddy said, "I'm sorry, angel. Your mother and I just don't love each other anymore."

"Speak for yourself!" the weather witch had cried, "I will always love you! You don't love me! All you can think about is your precious Rogue! You don't even know her real name!"

Daddy flushed and the girl asked, "You're divorcing Mother for her? That girl on your bedside table?"

"No," Daddy said, "I am not divorcing your Mother to marry this girl. That girl doesn't even know I'm alive and she never will. It's been too long. She's moved on, I haven't."

The girl's memories turned a hazy red of anger. Anger at her Father, whom she loved and trusted. Anger at her Mother for not being a better wife who would make her Father forget about this girl. Anger at herself. Anger, boiling rage at this girl who tore her parents apart.

Then, her vision came and her Father sent her to the only people who could help: the X-Men. Her shock and fury that that evil girl who ruined her parents marriage was one of them. She would have to work with this girl, but that didn't mean she had to like her. She wouldn't tell anyone who her parents were. Her Father had told her not to. Now, she knew his reasons.

Then,. that girl had known. Damn her own eyes, her Father's eyes, that had betrayed the secret. Now she had to tell..

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Rogue understood now. But Remy wasn't right. She hadn't moved on, either. Her life would always be incomplete. She wanted to go to him and tell him she loved him, but something stopped her. She knew she could never be Mrs. Remy LeBeau...

Chocolate eyes, dark eyes, no red in the middle, not like Gambit's. A sense of humor, a touch or kindness that only she could see. He never let anyone else see that he wasn't Mr. Tough Guy. She was the special one in his eyes. Those big eyes...

Logan's eyes..

She was in love with him. Well, this was a slightly upsetting turn of events. Her dream had come true. Remy was alive... And she no longer wanted him.

She opened her eyes and looked at everyone.

"Well?" Logan asked, "When are you going to see him?"

"It changes nothing," Rogue said, "He's still dead, Logan. This changes nothing between us."

"No," he said, "It changes everything. You may think you don't need him now, but I don't want to end up like Storm. I don't want you to always be thinking of him when you kiss me. I want all of you, not just the parts that aren't on hold for Remy LeBeau." He walked out of the room.

Rogue's eyes welled up with tears. She didn't want him to end up like Storm, either, and she didn't know if she had any control over whether it happened or not. Could she let go of Remy LeBeau for Logan? And could Nikki forgive her and Remy for what they had done to her life? She didn't think the answer to either of those questions was a yes.

Everyone left the room as once again, Rogue burst into tears.

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Well? Do you think I should have Logan and Rogue work it out or should the elusive Remy LeBeau come back into her life? And will they be able to sort it all out before the coming evil? I wish you people would tell me! I don't know. Read to see what I do, if anything. Thanks, Cayla.