"Are you sure puttn' up those blocks are healthy for her Chuck?" Logan asked from across the room. Professor Xavier was having a private meeting with Storm, Beast, and Wolverine. The reason for the meeting? Rogue. "They seem to help her Logan," stated the professor. "I think they do more damage than necessary," Logan replied, "Should you really be messn' with the kids head?" Xavier shook his head. "They are for her protection Logan," he said. Logan sighed. "Whaddya think 'Ro?" Logan asked, turning to Storm. She sighed. "I honestly don't know what to think," she said, shaking her head, "I've never seen Rogue so upset." "Whatever it is, we shouldn't react hastily," Hank said, "True, these dreams may be a result of her power. However, they may be something else." "Whaddaya sayn' bub?" "I mean, Logan, that these dreams may be causing Rogue distress because in all honesty they may be her own memories trying to resurface." Well, now he had a captive audience.

Rogue closed her eyes as she leaned against a tree. The cool of the shade was comforting. Hearing familiar child laughter, she opened her eyes. Nothing. Closing them, she heard it again. Rogue got up. The laughter got louder, and Rogue followed it as images began to flash before her.

Tall grass, it was everywhere. She was breathing heavy and laughing heartily. "I'm gonna get you!" came a voice. "Oh yeah?" she replied, "We'll see." She began to run faster, knowing her way around the grass. "Just you wait Sammy. I'll find you!" came the voice. She laughed. Someone grabbed her arm. "Gotcha!" he cried. She turned to see a boy with silver hair and blue eyes smiling at her. "Don't think so!" she replied. She pushed him and ran. "Ugh! Samantha! You pushed me in the slime! That's it you're goin' in!" He chased after her. This kid sure could run. Samantha, or Sammy to a select few, turned around but couldn't see the boy. Oh she knew he was out there. She turned around, and there he was smiling at her. She gasped, and he pushed her in the lake. She surfaced, spitting water, and laughing. "Cannonball!" he cried, and jumped in, landing next to her. They continued to laugh and play until the sun began to glow orange, and the sky turned pink. "Well," the boy said, turning to her, "We better get home before my mom gets mad." He held out his hand and she took it.

Rogue stopped mid-step remembering the feel of his hand……against hers? The sudden rush of feelings gave Rogue a headache, but she was intent on ignoring it this time. She'd figure this out. She began to concentrate, focusing on the boy. Silver hair, crystal blue eyes, and funny lopsided grin. Rogue placed both hands against her head, trying to what? Remember? The questions were ruining her concentration and she began to walk again, slowly and glancing up every now and then.

They were running together, hand in hand. Grass. Fresh air. 'Come on,' Rogue thought. "Ah can do this!" she said softly, "Ah know ah can!" "Samantha!" The children giggled, hiding in the grass, as a woman appeared out of a wagon. 'A wagon?!' Purple and green. Potato soup. "Where are you two?" A little girl appeared beside her, brown hair to her butt. The woman hugged the little girl with one arm and used the other to shield her eyes from the setting sun. An Arabian stallion. White. Fires burning. 'Why can't ah grasp it? Ah can feel it. Come on… come on!' The grass began to move as the children's laughter grew. A cowbell sounded. 'Come on! Please!' Pie. Incense. Someone singing. The woman began to laugh, seeing the moving grass. "Oh well," she said, "I guess they're not going to eat. Its all for us now darling." The girl smiled; she had seen the grass too, could see the two small forms huddled there, laughing. "I guess all the pudding will give us tummy aches," she sighed, "But we will have to eat it all alone now, shan't we?" The little girl began to laugh. 'Pudding?' Rogue began to sway, her legs unsteady, her heart racing. School was over and there were kids everywhere. She slowly made her way through them, heading towards Scott's car, all the while the images racing in and out of her consciousness. They were flashing so fast; she was feeling dizzy, and very nauseous. And there was something else….

The two children looked at each other. "Pudding?" they cried. No game was worth missing out on pudding. "Here we are!" the boy cried as they both sprung up. A boy bumped into Rogue and she barley noticed. The woman looked around. "Yup," she said, turning to the girl, "No sign of them. Let's eat!" "But we're right here!" Samantha cried. She and the boy ran toward the woman. One hand gripped Rogue's head, the other, her stomach. The children ran up to the woman, waving their arms in the air. "We're here! We're here!" they cried. Rogue dropped her books. The woman stopped. "Funny I though I heard something," she turned to the girl, "Did you?" The little girl shook her head, giggling. The women sighed. "Ah well, come along." "Momma we're right here!" Both children hugged her waist tightly and she gasped, laughing. "Oh my goodness! There you are! Where on Earth have you been?" "We were right here," Sammy answered. "My, my, my," the woman said.

Rogue's body began to shake as she fought the urge to pass out. She'd put all the pieces together if it killed her. "Well look who is home!" the woman said to a man in a chair. He smiled warmly at the children. "Well it is about time!" he said, with a laugh. He got up as all three children ran to hug him. Rogue saw Scott's car, it wasn't too far away. He was talking to Taryn. Rahne and Bobby were talking to each other in the backseat. Rahne was waving her arms. Rogue shifted her gaze. Lance Alvers stood beside his jeep. Toad and Blob sat comfortably in the back. Lance had his arms crossed over his chest, and he was tapping his foot, looking around anxiously. No! Too many distractions! Rogue closed her eyes tightly, squeezing them shut. She almost had an answer. She could feel it.

The man laughed, scooping up all three children in his arms. Rogue cried out in pain. The world began to spin. A dinner table. A family. "Whose turn is it?" "I know! I know!" Rogue's knees began to buckle. She opened her eyes. Blue and black swirled together. A man's laughter. A little girl shrieked, "Pietro!" Rogue's eyes flew open. The images began to flash from begging to end, focusing on the boy. Rogue stared at Pietro. He was standing beside Lance; they seemed to be arguing about something. Everything suddenly came together with Earth shattering clarity. She'd found her answer. "PIETRO!"

Pietro whipped around, hearing his name, just in time to see Rogue collapse. Being the fastest, he was the first to make it over to her. Rogue's head was rolling back and forth, and she kept repeating "Pietro" in a weak voice. Pietro lifted Rogue carefully, as the rest of the brotherhood gathered around. "What the hell was that?" Lance asked, looking down. Rogue was trembling, and she had a fever. She was unconscious, but was somehow able to keep chanting Pietro's name. "What's going on, yo?" asked Toad. Needless to say, the brotherhood was in shock. Lance knelt down beside Pietro. "What's she doing?" he asked. "I don't know," Pietro replied. "What's she saying?" Toad asked. Lance leaned in and listened. "Sounds like…..Pietro," he said, pulling away surprised. He wasn't the only one. Pietro's eyes widened. "Why's she-" Toad was cut off as Pietro stood up, with Rogue in his arms. "What're you doing, yo?" "Just shut up and get her stuff!" Pietro snapped. Toad did. Pietro glanced at the rest of the brotherhood before turning and walking to the jeep. "Yo! Yo! We're not taking her home are we?" Toad cried. He looked at Pietro, then at Lance. Lance shrugged. "Pietro! You ain't plannin' on bringing her home are you? Pietro!" Pietro got into the jeep, cradling Rogue. Toad gasped. "That would be a yes," Lance replied, getting into the jeep. "Pietro are ya crazy? The X-geeks are gonna kill us! We jus can't take-" "She's coming!" Pietro growled. Toad sighed, getting in the jeep. "But Pietro-" "Who is she asking for?" Pietro asked. They all turned to hear Rogue's soft chanting. "She needs us. Once a brotherhood, always a brotherhood. There's your family. Not those damn X-freaks." Toad looked at Lance once again. Pietro turned to Lance. Lance started the jeep. "Ya know Pietro," he said, "I like your attitude." Toad groaned, leaning back into the seat. When the X-geeks found out……he didn't even want to think about it.