No place to call home
Chapter 4: Lost (Or, memories that cookies can bring)
A/N: YES!!! Chapter 4 up and running and I have yet to miss a due date or have writer's block! Score two points! You people have continued to review! Score ten points!!! I luvd every single one of your reviews! I send out a HUGE thank you to every single one of you! U r my muses! I have nothing else to keep me going then your wonderful inspiration!!!
Rogue walked slowly and surely to her room. She moved to her closet and brought out a large black duffel bag. She opened it up. It had never been unpacked. She looked over the contents.
Three dark long sleeved shirts, three pairs of dark pants, long leather gloves, a week's worth of food. She checked off the items. She went beside her bed and brought out another one of the contents of the bag. With a flick of her wrist the switchblade snapped open. She looked at it for a second.
It had been a gift, a gift from her mother.
Rogue shook her head as she felt un-needed emotions rising in her. She flipped her mattress over and made a wide rip, making sure not to hit the springs. She stuffed her hand into the fluff and searched around until her hand closed over a large wad of something. Rogue pulled it out to reveal over five hundred dollars. She nodded her satisfaction at her old stash and stuffed it into the black bag.
She grabbed her Duffel bag and started towards the door, only to hear voices coming upstairs.
Scott. With Kitty and a few others by the sounds. There was no way she could go past them, and she had a feeling Scott wasn't going to let her leave.
Changing direction quickly, Rogue grabbed her bed and dragged it to the door. Well, she mused; at least Xavier's training was good for something. After she had blocked the door, she ran to the other side of the room and opened the window. She couldn't count how many times she had climbed out this window to sneak away for a few hours after curfew. She threw her bag to the ground, and proceeded to climb out the window, her back to her room. She heard a familiar bamf just as she had climbed into the tree and was nimbly climbing down. She didn't look up at her window; she couldn't look at him again, not after he had betrayed her like that. She reached the ground and grabbed her bag, making a sprint for the wall; she was almost away when she heard Kurt's voice.
"Good bye, mien sviester."
Rogue closed her eyes for a second but didn't stop; it hurt too much. She made her way to the wall and climbed over. She jumped down the other side and ran towards town. She ran onto the road and was almost hit by a truck, which swerved out of the way just in time as the driver shouted curses. Rogue didn't care though; she just kept on running.
Logan slowly puffed his cigar as he made his way back to the mansion. He had gone back up to Canada, again. He didn't know why he continued to go there. The place was cursed he swore. Logan was brought out of his musings as a crazy punk ran out onto the road.
"Fuck!" Logan exclaimed as he swerved to avoid hitting the girl. "Stupid fucking kid, trying to get killed I swear!"
Logan yelled. After he had the car under control he continued on his way, muttering the whole time,
"Crazy kid."
When Logan got home he found quite a shock awaiting him. Inside almost the entire team was in the front room. Scott was talking quietly with Jean, looking very serious. What else is new? Logan grunted silently. The kid was such a tight ass. Evan and Kurt were trying to comfort a crying kitty, but the two boys looked almost close to tears themselves. In fact, Logan was quite sure that the fur on the elf's face was quite damp. Jubilee and Rahne were likewise calming a clearly emotional Bobby, and by the amount of frozen objects there were around, Logan was pretty sure that it wasn't working all that well. Jamie was sitting on the couch between Sam and Amara. Roberto was pacing nervously.
"Okay. What did I miss?" Logan said gruffly. Everyone looked up at wolverine. They were all shocked, and in Scott's case, a little unhappy at the sudden arrival of Wolverine. Before Scott could open his mouth though, Logan found himself rammed into by Kitty, who wrapped her arms around his chest and bawled into his shirt. Logan uncomfortably patted the girl on the back. Where was Storm? This was her dominion. He didn't know how to comfort the girl. "What happened?" He asked again.
"Well, she found out that-" Scott started, but was interrupted by Kitty.
"She's gone!" The freshmen wailed. "She took her stuff and left. We tried to stop her! We didn't want her to go! But she found out that we had been spying on her and she just- Oh why did she leave?"
"Who are you talk-?" Logan stopped as understanding hit him. "Rogue. She ran away."
Kitty nodded and continued to cry. Logan frowned for a second. The professor and Ro were at some thing in Washington, he remembered. Well then that was that, he may not be the most comforting soul, but these kids needed to be leaded. He looked up at the group.
"Alright. Amara. Jubilee. You two take kitty up to your room and calm her down."
The girls nodded and pried Kitty away from Logan, consoling her and leading her upstairs. Logan looked at Scott.
"Did Rogue do any damage?"
"Just a bit in her and Kitty's room."
Logan nodded. "That's what I guessed. Jean, you and Roberto go take care of the room."
Roberto left, but Logan noticed with a frown that Jean glanced at Scott, who nodded his approval. Logan growled in his chest.
"The rest of you come sit down and tell me what happened."
He led them to the den and they all sat down.
"Alright, lately we have been noticing Rogue around the brotherhood a lot, talking in private and the such, and I thought it was a bit suspicious so I came up to her and asked her why she was with them so much." Scott said smoothly. "Well she nearly bit my head off, saying it was none of our business and that sort of thing. Then she stormed off. Well I talked with the professor and he said it would be a good idea to keep an eye on Rogue for a while, so we went down to the surveillance room, which we didn't even knew existed," "There's a reason for that." Logan muttered but Scott just continued.
"And had the cameras set to follow Rogue around. Well we all went there and watched for a while, but everything was normal. But it isn't easy to know that you have to spy on your own friend,"
Logan couldn't help but notice the small emphasis on friend.
"So we only stayed for a while. But of course we could never tell Rogue about this, but we knew she was innocent too. And we didn't want her to be hurt by thinking the brotherhood cared for her; so we told her that the brotherhood had been keeping watch on her at her mother's orders," Logan's hands clenched. "And after that she went for a walk. She found the surveillance room and saw the tapes, of course there is also a camera in the surveillance room so she saw that we were watching her, she could also probably hear us too."
Logan looked at the visored boy long and hard. It sounded like Scott had done a good job of being a leader. Perfect in fact. And that was exactly why Logan didn't believe it.
But he had other things to take care of. Logan started to fill in the blanks
"Alright, so after that, Rogue came home, one of you admitted it," Evan looked up briefly and his face became flushed. Logan nodded and continued.
"Rogue got really mad and went upstairs. Shoved a bunch of stuff against the door?"
Sam nodded.
"And then took off."
The group all nodded.
"I tried to stop her, but I got there too late." Kurt said quietly. The boy was really taking this hard. His eyes were lifeless, his tail drooped, and he was sitting on the couch like it would take the end of the world for him to get up again.
"What are we gonna do?" Sam asked. Logan shook his head. "I don't know. I think we should just wait until Charles gets back, ask him what to do. That way he can use cerebro to find her as well." The group nodded slowly and Logan sent them off. He couldn't help but notice that Kurt's tail dragged behind him and that one of the throw pillows on the couch was now solid ice.
"Charles you better get back soon, I can't do this for long."
With that Logan left the room.
Rogue ran and ran until she was sure that they weren't chasing her. She looked around her. She was in a crummier part of town.
And she felt like she fitted in perfectly.
Sighing, she walked down the street. The first thing she had to worry about was housing. She went into the first apartment building she could find. It looked half-decent and she received a room and paid the first week's rent easily. It was a low-end apartment. One bedroom with a stained mattress, a small kitchen area and a bathroom. Rogue shrugged. She wasn't picky. She ate some of her food and went to bed. Tomorrow would be one of the hardest days of her life.
Pietro woke the next morning to someone slamming pots in the kitchen. He winced at the sound and got up reluctantly. Slipping a pair of black jeans on and a gray long sleeve he went downstairs. He could see Lance and Todd coming out of their rooms in the same state so he had no suspicions as to who was in the kitchen.
"What in hell are you making that racket for?" Lance bellowed.
The three came into the kitchen to find Fred. Baking. And crying while he was doing it. Pietro watched in shock as the large boy continued to bawl while stirring a bowl of batter under his arm.
"What's wrong, yo?" Todd queried, hopping over to Fred. Lance and Pietro voiced similar questions. Freddie snuffled and put down the bowl.
"Well, I wanted some cookies," He started sadly. "But then I knew that we were out so I got thinking and I got out the recipe book." He pointed at the old yellowed book on the counter.
"Wow, I haven't seen anyone use that thing since, oh." Lance finished lamely, suddenly understanding. Fred nodded.
"I found the page for peanut butter cookies. They were he ones, the ones Rogue used to make with me."
The boy started bawling all over again. Pietro winced. They had kept it under wraps, but Rogue had been there for all of them. He moved over to the old cookbook and found it opened to the recipe. It was covered in her handwriting, suggestions, corrections, and the random doodle from when she got bored. He could remember the laughter that had come from this kitchen when the girl had been teaching Freddie to cook. True it had been mostly Freddie laughing, but he knew Rogue loved it too. With those memories came others, all as painful as the last. Rogue staying up late with Todd watching movies, talking with Lance in the den, playing pranks with him during school. That was the real Rogue. He wasn't sure about the others, but it had hurt even more when he saw that with the Xmen, Rogue had lost her old spark. She had let her mask, for that's what the Goth part was, take control and had shut herself away from the world. He felt tears in his eyes. Gods he missed her so much. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning he looked at the grave Lance in front of him. Lance stared long and hard into Pietro's tear filled ice blue eyes until he started to squirm. Finally he spoke the words that Pietro had wanted to hear forever.
"Lets go, we have a member of our family to bring home."
Rogue woke up early the next morning; she stumbled out of her bed and moved into the bathroom. After she had cleaned herself up she went to her bag and grabbed something to eat. Half way through a granola bad she froze. Something wasn't right. She backtracked out of her bedroom and into the front hall. The door was ajar and the lock had been ripped off. She had been robbed. The money! Her mind yelled at her. She ran back to the bag and searched through it. No money.
"No, no no no no no!" She cried in frustration as she tore through the contents of her bag. Her switchblade was missing too.
"Oh gods." Rogue sunk down onto her bed. "Now what am Ah going to do?"
She checked the clock. 7:26. Moving out of habit, she grabbed her duffel bag and left. She wouldn't leave anything behind. She told the landlady about it but the woman had just shrugged.
"Happens." Was all she had said.
Rogue felt like tearing her head from her shoulders and smashing it with a baseball bat. Now she was walking down the street, wondering what she was going to do. She found herself wandering farther and farther into the slums.
"What's a matter darlin'" A rough looking man asked with a grin. "Run away from home have ya? Need a place to stay?"
Rogue looked with shock at the man in front of her. How had he known? As if he read her thoughts the man answered,
"You're to clean to have been here for long, not to mention that's quite the bag you're carrying."
He pointed out. Rogue shook her head. Now that she thought about it, it was extremely obvious.
"Now then, do ya need a place to stay?" The man asked again.
"Ah don't have any money." Rogue admitted. The man frowned for a second but then he smiled.
"Well there is another way ya could pay your rent." He grinned.
Rogue's eyes widened in fright. "No. Ah won't do that." She shook her head. The man frowned in anger. Rogue was terrified that he might attack her. "Ah have a dangerous skin condition." She said lamely. The man grinned.
"Oh if that's 'sall. No one has to touch ya." Rogue's eyes were that of a trapped animal. And she had been snared.
"Now then, come with me darlin'. You need a change of clothes." The man wrapped an arm around Rogue's waist and led her down the road.
Oh god. What am ah gonna do. Somebody please save me!
At lunch that day, Lance and the others confronted the Xmen. Pietro noticed that Rogue was currently missing from the group.
"What do you want Alvers?" Scott snarled.
"We," Lance gestured to the entire group. "Want our team mate back Summers. She belongs with her family. Now let her come with us." Lance had expected anger, violence, but the look on Scott's face was complete confusion.
"You mean Rogue?" Lance wondered if it was some kind of trick, but he nodded anyway.
"She left last night. We thought she had run to you guys."
Lance was about to call Scott a liar but Pietro grabbed hold of his arm.
"Wait Lance. Look."
Pietro pointed at the rest of the Xmen. Kitty was pale and looked like she would break down at any second. Kurt looked like a zombie. Just sitting there staring at his food. Evan looked like he would fall asleep standing and Lance guessed that he hadn't slept at all last night. The others were in similar shape. Lance turned back to Scott, this time he was really pissed.
"What did you do to her?" He snarled.
Scott shrugged. "She had a problem with our security protocols."
Lance knew he wouldn't get anything else from Summers. He turned and left, the others following him closely. After they had gone a ways from the school and Xmen, he turned to them. "
We have to find her." He said.
"Ofcoursewedo!!!" Pietro burst out. Extremely scary thoughts began to filter through his head. "Weleaverightnowandwesearcheverypartoftownuntilwefindher!"
After Lance had figured out what the white-haired boy had said, he nodded.
"Alright we'll go after school."
"No!" Pietro nearly yelled. "Bythenshecouldhavebeenmurderedorrobbedor, orotherthings!"
Lance looked at Pietro in shock. The speed demon hadn't stopped moving and his eyes were terrified and darted every way. But the boy's frantic rant had put images in all of their heads.
"Rogue needs us." Lance said quietly. "Alright, we go now."
Fred and Todd voiced their approval.
"Wait!"
The brotherhood turned to find Bobby spying on them.
"Bobby, what are you-?"
"We want to help you find Rogue."
Lance looked at the boy. "We?" He asked. As if on queue; Kurt bamfed beside the iceman. A moment later Kitty phased through a wall to join them.
"You're serious? Summers will punish you all if he finds out."
They all nodded that they understood.
"Alright. We each take a part of town, Bobby and Todd I want you to-"
Lance started to organize their group. They would find Rogue if it killed them.
A/N: Well? What did you think? More Rietro! I know! I know! I need to build it up but believe me, there will be TONS of Rietro once we get the actual plot smoothed out and over with. LOL. The 5th chapter is already on its way (Don't you love Sundays?) and after that, well we'll just have to see how many reviews I get now won't we *wink* LOL, just kidding. But please do review!!! I read every single one of your reviews at least once a day ( Oh, and please, I beg you, read the Rietro fanfics by my fellow author BAZZER, as her fanfics are the best!!! Special thanks to BAZZER for giving me so much support!!! Thankyouthankyou (UPDATE!) Thankyouthankyou!!!LOL. Also read the fanfic by linkin-spike (keep going! Doing great! RIETRO!) And the fanfics by Lotus Blossum (I bow to your Rogue/lance greatness! Now update!), as they are also some of the best writing I've ever read! RIETRO 4ever! ~Rio~
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Chapter 4: Lost (Or, memories that cookies can bring)
A/N: YES!!! Chapter 4 up and running and I have yet to miss a due date or have writer's block! Score two points! You people have continued to review! Score ten points!!! I luvd every single one of your reviews! I send out a HUGE thank you to every single one of you! U r my muses! I have nothing else to keep me going then your wonderful inspiration!!!
Rogue walked slowly and surely to her room. She moved to her closet and brought out a large black duffel bag. She opened it up. It had never been unpacked. She looked over the contents.
Three dark long sleeved shirts, three pairs of dark pants, long leather gloves, a week's worth of food. She checked off the items. She went beside her bed and brought out another one of the contents of the bag. With a flick of her wrist the switchblade snapped open. She looked at it for a second.
It had been a gift, a gift from her mother.
Rogue shook her head as she felt un-needed emotions rising in her. She flipped her mattress over and made a wide rip, making sure not to hit the springs. She stuffed her hand into the fluff and searched around until her hand closed over a large wad of something. Rogue pulled it out to reveal over five hundred dollars. She nodded her satisfaction at her old stash and stuffed it into the black bag.
She grabbed her Duffel bag and started towards the door, only to hear voices coming upstairs.
Scott. With Kitty and a few others by the sounds. There was no way she could go past them, and she had a feeling Scott wasn't going to let her leave.
Changing direction quickly, Rogue grabbed her bed and dragged it to the door. Well, she mused; at least Xavier's training was good for something. After she had blocked the door, she ran to the other side of the room and opened the window. She couldn't count how many times she had climbed out this window to sneak away for a few hours after curfew. She threw her bag to the ground, and proceeded to climb out the window, her back to her room. She heard a familiar bamf just as she had climbed into the tree and was nimbly climbing down. She didn't look up at her window; she couldn't look at him again, not after he had betrayed her like that. She reached the ground and grabbed her bag, making a sprint for the wall; she was almost away when she heard Kurt's voice.
"Good bye, mien sviester."
Rogue closed her eyes for a second but didn't stop; it hurt too much. She made her way to the wall and climbed over. She jumped down the other side and ran towards town. She ran onto the road and was almost hit by a truck, which swerved out of the way just in time as the driver shouted curses. Rogue didn't care though; she just kept on running.
Logan slowly puffed his cigar as he made his way back to the mansion. He had gone back up to Canada, again. He didn't know why he continued to go there. The place was cursed he swore. Logan was brought out of his musings as a crazy punk ran out onto the road.
"Fuck!" Logan exclaimed as he swerved to avoid hitting the girl. "Stupid fucking kid, trying to get killed I swear!"
Logan yelled. After he had the car under control he continued on his way, muttering the whole time,
"Crazy kid."
When Logan got home he found quite a shock awaiting him. Inside almost the entire team was in the front room. Scott was talking quietly with Jean, looking very serious. What else is new? Logan grunted silently. The kid was such a tight ass. Evan and Kurt were trying to comfort a crying kitty, but the two boys looked almost close to tears themselves. In fact, Logan was quite sure that the fur on the elf's face was quite damp. Jubilee and Rahne were likewise calming a clearly emotional Bobby, and by the amount of frozen objects there were around, Logan was pretty sure that it wasn't working all that well. Jamie was sitting on the couch between Sam and Amara. Roberto was pacing nervously.
"Okay. What did I miss?" Logan said gruffly. Everyone looked up at wolverine. They were all shocked, and in Scott's case, a little unhappy at the sudden arrival of Wolverine. Before Scott could open his mouth though, Logan found himself rammed into by Kitty, who wrapped her arms around his chest and bawled into his shirt. Logan uncomfortably patted the girl on the back. Where was Storm? This was her dominion. He didn't know how to comfort the girl. "What happened?" He asked again.
"Well, she found out that-" Scott started, but was interrupted by Kitty.
"She's gone!" The freshmen wailed. "She took her stuff and left. We tried to stop her! We didn't want her to go! But she found out that we had been spying on her and she just- Oh why did she leave?"
"Who are you talk-?" Logan stopped as understanding hit him. "Rogue. She ran away."
Kitty nodded and continued to cry. Logan frowned for a second. The professor and Ro were at some thing in Washington, he remembered. Well then that was that, he may not be the most comforting soul, but these kids needed to be leaded. He looked up at the group.
"Alright. Amara. Jubilee. You two take kitty up to your room and calm her down."
The girls nodded and pried Kitty away from Logan, consoling her and leading her upstairs. Logan looked at Scott.
"Did Rogue do any damage?"
"Just a bit in her and Kitty's room."
Logan nodded. "That's what I guessed. Jean, you and Roberto go take care of the room."
Roberto left, but Logan noticed with a frown that Jean glanced at Scott, who nodded his approval. Logan growled in his chest.
"The rest of you come sit down and tell me what happened."
He led them to the den and they all sat down.
"Alright, lately we have been noticing Rogue around the brotherhood a lot, talking in private and the such, and I thought it was a bit suspicious so I came up to her and asked her why she was with them so much." Scott said smoothly. "Well she nearly bit my head off, saying it was none of our business and that sort of thing. Then she stormed off. Well I talked with the professor and he said it would be a good idea to keep an eye on Rogue for a while, so we went down to the surveillance room, which we didn't even knew existed," "There's a reason for that." Logan muttered but Scott just continued.
"And had the cameras set to follow Rogue around. Well we all went there and watched for a while, but everything was normal. But it isn't easy to know that you have to spy on your own friend,"
Logan couldn't help but notice the small emphasis on friend.
"So we only stayed for a while. But of course we could never tell Rogue about this, but we knew she was innocent too. And we didn't want her to be hurt by thinking the brotherhood cared for her; so we told her that the brotherhood had been keeping watch on her at her mother's orders," Logan's hands clenched. "And after that she went for a walk. She found the surveillance room and saw the tapes, of course there is also a camera in the surveillance room so she saw that we were watching her, she could also probably hear us too."
Logan looked at the visored boy long and hard. It sounded like Scott had done a good job of being a leader. Perfect in fact. And that was exactly why Logan didn't believe it.
But he had other things to take care of. Logan started to fill in the blanks
"Alright, so after that, Rogue came home, one of you admitted it," Evan looked up briefly and his face became flushed. Logan nodded and continued.
"Rogue got really mad and went upstairs. Shoved a bunch of stuff against the door?"
Sam nodded.
"And then took off."
The group all nodded.
"I tried to stop her, but I got there too late." Kurt said quietly. The boy was really taking this hard. His eyes were lifeless, his tail drooped, and he was sitting on the couch like it would take the end of the world for him to get up again.
"What are we gonna do?" Sam asked. Logan shook his head. "I don't know. I think we should just wait until Charles gets back, ask him what to do. That way he can use cerebro to find her as well." The group nodded slowly and Logan sent them off. He couldn't help but notice that Kurt's tail dragged behind him and that one of the throw pillows on the couch was now solid ice.
"Charles you better get back soon, I can't do this for long."
With that Logan left the room.
Rogue ran and ran until she was sure that they weren't chasing her. She looked around her. She was in a crummier part of town.
And she felt like she fitted in perfectly.
Sighing, she walked down the street. The first thing she had to worry about was housing. She went into the first apartment building she could find. It looked half-decent and she received a room and paid the first week's rent easily. It was a low-end apartment. One bedroom with a stained mattress, a small kitchen area and a bathroom. Rogue shrugged. She wasn't picky. She ate some of her food and went to bed. Tomorrow would be one of the hardest days of her life.
Pietro woke the next morning to someone slamming pots in the kitchen. He winced at the sound and got up reluctantly. Slipping a pair of black jeans on and a gray long sleeve he went downstairs. He could see Lance and Todd coming out of their rooms in the same state so he had no suspicions as to who was in the kitchen.
"What in hell are you making that racket for?" Lance bellowed.
The three came into the kitchen to find Fred. Baking. And crying while he was doing it. Pietro watched in shock as the large boy continued to bawl while stirring a bowl of batter under his arm.
"What's wrong, yo?" Todd queried, hopping over to Fred. Lance and Pietro voiced similar questions. Freddie snuffled and put down the bowl.
"Well, I wanted some cookies," He started sadly. "But then I knew that we were out so I got thinking and I got out the recipe book." He pointed at the old yellowed book on the counter.
"Wow, I haven't seen anyone use that thing since, oh." Lance finished lamely, suddenly understanding. Fred nodded.
"I found the page for peanut butter cookies. They were he ones, the ones Rogue used to make with me."
The boy started bawling all over again. Pietro winced. They had kept it under wraps, but Rogue had been there for all of them. He moved over to the old cookbook and found it opened to the recipe. It was covered in her handwriting, suggestions, corrections, and the random doodle from when she got bored. He could remember the laughter that had come from this kitchen when the girl had been teaching Freddie to cook. True it had been mostly Freddie laughing, but he knew Rogue loved it too. With those memories came others, all as painful as the last. Rogue staying up late with Todd watching movies, talking with Lance in the den, playing pranks with him during school. That was the real Rogue. He wasn't sure about the others, but it had hurt even more when he saw that with the Xmen, Rogue had lost her old spark. She had let her mask, for that's what the Goth part was, take control and had shut herself away from the world. He felt tears in his eyes. Gods he missed her so much. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning he looked at the grave Lance in front of him. Lance stared long and hard into Pietro's tear filled ice blue eyes until he started to squirm. Finally he spoke the words that Pietro had wanted to hear forever.
"Lets go, we have a member of our family to bring home."
Rogue woke up early the next morning; she stumbled out of her bed and moved into the bathroom. After she had cleaned herself up she went to her bag and grabbed something to eat. Half way through a granola bad she froze. Something wasn't right. She backtracked out of her bedroom and into the front hall. The door was ajar and the lock had been ripped off. She had been robbed. The money! Her mind yelled at her. She ran back to the bag and searched through it. No money.
"No, no no no no no!" She cried in frustration as she tore through the contents of her bag. Her switchblade was missing too.
"Oh gods." Rogue sunk down onto her bed. "Now what am Ah going to do?"
She checked the clock. 7:26. Moving out of habit, she grabbed her duffel bag and left. She wouldn't leave anything behind. She told the landlady about it but the woman had just shrugged.
"Happens." Was all she had said.
Rogue felt like tearing her head from her shoulders and smashing it with a baseball bat. Now she was walking down the street, wondering what she was going to do. She found herself wandering farther and farther into the slums.
"What's a matter darlin'" A rough looking man asked with a grin. "Run away from home have ya? Need a place to stay?"
Rogue looked with shock at the man in front of her. How had he known? As if he read her thoughts the man answered,
"You're to clean to have been here for long, not to mention that's quite the bag you're carrying."
He pointed out. Rogue shook her head. Now that she thought about it, it was extremely obvious.
"Now then, do ya need a place to stay?" The man asked again.
"Ah don't have any money." Rogue admitted. The man frowned for a second but then he smiled.
"Well there is another way ya could pay your rent." He grinned.
Rogue's eyes widened in fright. "No. Ah won't do that." She shook her head. The man frowned in anger. Rogue was terrified that he might attack her. "Ah have a dangerous skin condition." She said lamely. The man grinned.
"Oh if that's 'sall. No one has to touch ya." Rogue's eyes were that of a trapped animal. And she had been snared.
"Now then, come with me darlin'. You need a change of clothes." The man wrapped an arm around Rogue's waist and led her down the road.
Oh god. What am ah gonna do. Somebody please save me!
At lunch that day, Lance and the others confronted the Xmen. Pietro noticed that Rogue was currently missing from the group.
"What do you want Alvers?" Scott snarled.
"We," Lance gestured to the entire group. "Want our team mate back Summers. She belongs with her family. Now let her come with us." Lance had expected anger, violence, but the look on Scott's face was complete confusion.
"You mean Rogue?" Lance wondered if it was some kind of trick, but he nodded anyway.
"She left last night. We thought she had run to you guys."
Lance was about to call Scott a liar but Pietro grabbed hold of his arm.
"Wait Lance. Look."
Pietro pointed at the rest of the Xmen. Kitty was pale and looked like she would break down at any second. Kurt looked like a zombie. Just sitting there staring at his food. Evan looked like he would fall asleep standing and Lance guessed that he hadn't slept at all last night. The others were in similar shape. Lance turned back to Scott, this time he was really pissed.
"What did you do to her?" He snarled.
Scott shrugged. "She had a problem with our security protocols."
Lance knew he wouldn't get anything else from Summers. He turned and left, the others following him closely. After they had gone a ways from the school and Xmen, he turned to them. "
We have to find her." He said.
"Ofcoursewedo!!!" Pietro burst out. Extremely scary thoughts began to filter through his head. "Weleaverightnowandwesearcheverypartoftownuntilwefindher!"
After Lance had figured out what the white-haired boy had said, he nodded.
"Alright we'll go after school."
"No!" Pietro nearly yelled. "Bythenshecouldhavebeenmurderedorrobbedor, orotherthings!"
Lance looked at Pietro in shock. The speed demon hadn't stopped moving and his eyes were terrified and darted every way. But the boy's frantic rant had put images in all of their heads.
"Rogue needs us." Lance said quietly. "Alright, we go now."
Fred and Todd voiced their approval.
"Wait!"
The brotherhood turned to find Bobby spying on them.
"Bobby, what are you-?"
"We want to help you find Rogue."
Lance looked at the boy. "We?" He asked. As if on queue; Kurt bamfed beside the iceman. A moment later Kitty phased through a wall to join them.
"You're serious? Summers will punish you all if he finds out."
They all nodded that they understood.
"Alright. We each take a part of town, Bobby and Todd I want you to-"
Lance started to organize their group. They would find Rogue if it killed them.
A/N: Well? What did you think? More Rietro! I know! I know! I need to build it up but believe me, there will be TONS of Rietro once we get the actual plot smoothed out and over with. LOL. The 5th chapter is already on its way (Don't you love Sundays?) and after that, well we'll just have to see how many reviews I get now won't we *wink* LOL, just kidding. But please do review!!! I read every single one of your reviews at least once a day ( Oh, and please, I beg you, read the Rietro fanfics by my fellow author BAZZER, as her fanfics are the best!!! Special thanks to BAZZER for giving me so much support!!! Thankyouthankyou (UPDATE!) Thankyouthankyou!!!LOL. Also read the fanfic by linkin-spike (keep going! Doing great! RIETRO!) And the fanfics by Lotus Blossum (I bow to your Rogue/lance greatness! Now update!), as they are also some of the best writing I've ever read! RIETRO 4ever! ~Rio~
P.S.: I am a total spaz today, so please bear with me if the notes are random and with too much emotion. NOW REVIEW! LOL!! Oops, there I go again (.