Sorry, I haven't updated in a long time. I hadn't realized how much of the last chapter had got cut off, I'm not sure where I put the copy of that chapter, but as soon as I find it I will reload it. Thanks to all of those who brought that to my attention. Also I would like to address the flame I received last chapter: All I have to say to That Gal is I would like to see you write a fanfiction and receive one-third of the reviews I do. Fifty reviews in two chapters? Not bad for a half-witted author. I must be doing something right to have all these reviews.
"Rogue?" My eyes snapped opened. Scott? "Rogue?" I looked around frantically the room I was given. My breath hitched. They here. They're going to save me! I knew it!
"Scott?" Where was he?
"The communicator, Rogue." I scrambled for my communicator.
"Scott! Where are you? Are you here? Have you come to get me back?"
"Woah, slow down. I'm sorry, Rogue, we're not at Magneto's hideout. We do not have access to Cerebo. That's why I called you. Do you know where you are?" I fought the overwhelming feeling of discouragement that came over me.
"Um...I don't know. I walked around to see if I could pick out a distinguishing landmark and I found none. I'm in the middle of some mountain wilderness." I blinked rapidly to hold back the tears that threatened to overflow. Magneto was right; I'll never getting out of here. I slumped numbly onto the bed.
"Rogue?" I glanced down at the communicator and flipped it off. I didn't want a reminder of the team that I would probably never see again. Tears overflowed and I wiped them angrily. What the hell was I doing? I'm the Rogue. The Rogue doesn't cry. She figures a way out of the situation using what she has. I glanced down at the black, low-cut dress I was wearing. Using what she has. I wiped my eyes and walked hurriedly out of the room. My heels clicked hollowly on the marble floor. Where ever I was it was truly was beautiful in an achaic-medival kind of way.
"He'll pay fer this, Pa. I swear it." I froze and slowly backed up. I cautiously glanced in the door. Remy? He was sitting in a room that looked like a hospital and he was staring intently at someone who seemed to be comatose. Must be his father. My breath caught when his eyes snapped up to meet mine. The sadness in his eyes broke my heart. Involuntarily I stepped to him. Then I stopped. What was I going to do? Make it better? Say a kind word? Awaken his father? With my eyes locked on his I stepped back and slowly started to leave.
"Wait!" His voice came out hoarse like someone trying not to cry. I turned slowly and nearly tripped over my own feet when I noticed he was barely six inches from me, "What are you doing here?" I stared up at him quietly, then shrugged. I glanced past him at his father.
"Earlier, when you said ah knew nothin' about why you're workin' for Bucket Head...this is what you meant." I gestured to his father. His eyes met mine intensely. He stepped closer to me and I backed away from him, until I stumbled out of the room. Without breaking eye contact with me he locked the door behind him.
"What were ya doin' down the hospital wing?" He smoothly switched the conversation. I decided to let it go. He took my elbow and gallantly led me away. I blushed slightly at his antics.
"Why, da beauté, has neva been treated like a lady?" Before I could answer, I was answered for.
"She has." I glanced behind us to see a furious looking Pietro. Oh Lord. Guiltily I untangled myself from Remy. Wait! Why the hell should I feel guilty? He's the one that betrayed me.
"What do ya want, Pietro." I hissed angrily. He pouted at me.
"Aw, come on, Roguey. Don't be like that."
"Be like what? Angry?"
"He means all he did was betray you and everythin' you stands for. Why should you be mad?" Remy asked rhetorically. I felt my anger rise up.
"Yea. He's raght." Pietro opened his mouth to protest.
"He means how dare you feel hurt. How dare you feel betrayed." Remy Translated.
"That's not what I was saying!" Pietro growled. I could see his eyes filled with panic, anger and fear. He was afraid...of losing me? That couldn't be it, "Stop instigating the situation!"
"Remy's not instigatin' he's just callin' it as he sees it. And how can ya be so insensitive to da cher? She trusted ya wit' her heart. And ya just ripped it out and stomped all o'er it." I nodded, to tired to even be angry. Remy put an arm around me comfortingly. I involuntarily snuggled deeper into his embrace. I felt so safe...so protected. He started to lead me away.
"Rogue! Rogue, please, let's just talk about this! He lying to you. I didn't mean it like that-" I couldn't make out what he was saying anymore. I felt tears glide down my cheek.
"Com'on," Remy laid me on my bed so gently that my heart broke. I curled up in a ball trying to protect myself. "Everythin' will be fine. It'll stop hurting...eventually." he whispered. I could see pain in his eyes. Pain for me. He averted his eyes nervously. He coughed trying to relieve the intensity of the room. "Um...I'll be...goin' now." He stood up to leave, but I grabbed his hand.
Staring deep into his eyes, I whispered, "Stay wit' me tonight." His eyes searched mine's then slowly he climbed into the bed with me, and put his arms around me. For the first time in my life I slept feeling absolutely safe, protected, and...loved...
I'm going to try to update regularly now (about every two weeks.) I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. The next chapter will probably be more Rietro oriented.
"Rogue?" My eyes snapped opened. Scott? "Rogue?" I looked around frantically the room I was given. My breath hitched. They here. They're going to save me! I knew it!
"Scott?" Where was he?
"The communicator, Rogue." I scrambled for my communicator.
"Scott! Where are you? Are you here? Have you come to get me back?"
"Woah, slow down. I'm sorry, Rogue, we're not at Magneto's hideout. We do not have access to Cerebo. That's why I called you. Do you know where you are?" I fought the overwhelming feeling of discouragement that came over me.
"Um...I don't know. I walked around to see if I could pick out a distinguishing landmark and I found none. I'm in the middle of some mountain wilderness." I blinked rapidly to hold back the tears that threatened to overflow. Magneto was right; I'll never getting out of here. I slumped numbly onto the bed.
"Rogue?" I glanced down at the communicator and flipped it off. I didn't want a reminder of the team that I would probably never see again. Tears overflowed and I wiped them angrily. What the hell was I doing? I'm the Rogue. The Rogue doesn't cry. She figures a way out of the situation using what she has. I glanced down at the black, low-cut dress I was wearing. Using what she has. I wiped my eyes and walked hurriedly out of the room. My heels clicked hollowly on the marble floor. Where ever I was it was truly was beautiful in an achaic-medival kind of way.
"He'll pay fer this, Pa. I swear it." I froze and slowly backed up. I cautiously glanced in the door. Remy? He was sitting in a room that looked like a hospital and he was staring intently at someone who seemed to be comatose. Must be his father. My breath caught when his eyes snapped up to meet mine. The sadness in his eyes broke my heart. Involuntarily I stepped to him. Then I stopped. What was I going to do? Make it better? Say a kind word? Awaken his father? With my eyes locked on his I stepped back and slowly started to leave.
"Wait!" His voice came out hoarse like someone trying not to cry. I turned slowly and nearly tripped over my own feet when I noticed he was barely six inches from me, "What are you doing here?" I stared up at him quietly, then shrugged. I glanced past him at his father.
"Earlier, when you said ah knew nothin' about why you're workin' for Bucket Head...this is what you meant." I gestured to his father. His eyes met mine intensely. He stepped closer to me and I backed away from him, until I stumbled out of the room. Without breaking eye contact with me he locked the door behind him.
"What were ya doin' down the hospital wing?" He smoothly switched the conversation. I decided to let it go. He took my elbow and gallantly led me away. I blushed slightly at his antics.
"Why, da beauté, has neva been treated like a lady?" Before I could answer, I was answered for.
"She has." I glanced behind us to see a furious looking Pietro. Oh Lord. Guiltily I untangled myself from Remy. Wait! Why the hell should I feel guilty? He's the one that betrayed me.
"What do ya want, Pietro." I hissed angrily. He pouted at me.
"Aw, come on, Roguey. Don't be like that."
"Be like what? Angry?"
"He means all he did was betray you and everythin' you stands for. Why should you be mad?" Remy asked rhetorically. I felt my anger rise up.
"Yea. He's raght." Pietro opened his mouth to protest.
"He means how dare you feel hurt. How dare you feel betrayed." Remy Translated.
"That's not what I was saying!" Pietro growled. I could see his eyes filled with panic, anger and fear. He was afraid...of losing me? That couldn't be it, "Stop instigating the situation!"
"Remy's not instigatin' he's just callin' it as he sees it. And how can ya be so insensitive to da cher? She trusted ya wit' her heart. And ya just ripped it out and stomped all o'er it." I nodded, to tired to even be angry. Remy put an arm around me comfortingly. I involuntarily snuggled deeper into his embrace. I felt so safe...so protected. He started to lead me away.
"Rogue! Rogue, please, let's just talk about this! He lying to you. I didn't mean it like that-" I couldn't make out what he was saying anymore. I felt tears glide down my cheek.
"Com'on," Remy laid me on my bed so gently that my heart broke. I curled up in a ball trying to protect myself. "Everythin' will be fine. It'll stop hurting...eventually." he whispered. I could see pain in his eyes. Pain for me. He averted his eyes nervously. He coughed trying to relieve the intensity of the room. "Um...I'll be...goin' now." He stood up to leave, but I grabbed his hand.
Staring deep into his eyes, I whispered, "Stay wit' me tonight." His eyes searched mine's then slowly he climbed into the bed with me, and put his arms around me. For the first time in my life I slept feeling absolutely safe, protected, and...loved...
I'm going to try to update regularly now (about every two weeks.) I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. The next chapter will probably be more Rietro oriented.