'What happened to me?' By Samman

Disclaimer: The x-men and characters are property of Marvel, they don't belong to me.

Author's Notes: I'm sooooo sorry I took so long-I know ya'll are mad at me but I got indulged in a family crisis and I hope that things get better with me. Thanks a lot for those who're still reading…and for those who are not..I don't blame you. :) Here you go chapter 11 for what happened to me! Oh and I added a RECAP for your convenience. ^_^

THANKS TO ALL OF YOU LOVELY READERS AND REVIEWERS WHO ARE STILL READING THIS FIC.

Special Note to "T": I'm so extremely sorry yet at the same time happy at the fact that you're reading my fic even though it has been so long since I last updated. I hope you're not mad anymore :)

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RECAP

"Jubilee, there are about a thousand bedrooms in this hotel, and it's all empty right now. Almost every room is attached with these devices so that we're locked in here. They don't know which room we're in so it's gonna take some time when the check every single room on every single floor. For now we're here, we gotta think of some plan." Scott said to her, his voice low and stern, their eyes locked and serious.

"Rogue c'mon faster." Remy encouraged her and they started running, Rogue held her breath and ran with him, now only one of her bare hands in his. She stumbled on every step she took with Remy but continued running.

"Uh…Oww-Remyy." Rogue once again shook in his arms as he slowly slid her down on the bed, grabbing the pillow and sliding it under her head. Remy laid her down in the middle of the bed and suddenly, Rogue's eyes closed fully and slowly, and she slipped into unconsciousness in front of Remy who stared at her, his red on black eyes wide.

End RECAP

Chapter 11: Frustration

Jubilee sat on the bed, her head in her hands. "There has to be a way out!" She said out of frustration.

Bobby looked up from the bedroom door he had been staring at. "That's what we're trying to find out Jubes."

"Well you guys could at least try to open the damn lock." Jubilee replied in a disgusted manner with her face scrunched up.

Scott was sitting on the opposite edge of the bed. "Jubilee, trying to unlock the door would be handing ourselves to the FOHs. And we don't want that. As scary as it sounds, it's true that they might be coming to get us anytime soon. I wonder where the rest of them are."

Jubilee looked at Scott sympathetically. She went over to him and kept a hand on his shoulder. "I hope they're okay."

Scott covered her hand with his. "Yeah, I hope so too." His words did not sound as right as they were supposed to come out. Cyclops knew he was scared, not just because of the fact that the FOH would be there soon to take them in, but because of Jean. He felt like banging his head in the wall for not being able to protect her, to let her be taken away from so easily. Her voice when they had caught her, was still ringing in his head.

"I know you're worried about Jean, Cyke…" Jubilee sighed. Why did things always have to go this way for them?

Ruffling his hair, Scott stood up and looked around th room. "I'm more angry at myself than being worried about her, I can't believe they took her away from me, from my own hands. I mean how could I be so stupid? It's all my fault if she's hurting right now."

"C'mon Cyke, don't think that way. Think about Storm, Warren, Remy, Rogue, Psyclock, pray that they're with her too." Jubilee glanced in Bobby's direction. Her heard sank at the sight of Bobby sitting down and his back resting against the wall. He had his hand hanging off on one propped up knee and the other fidgeting with his tie.

"Now what are you thinkin' about Bobby?" Jubilee walked over to him and sat on the floor beside him.

Bobby's baby blue eyes shifted to take a glance at her. "What else would be there to think about rather than about a plan to get out-like you said." He chewed his lip and fixed his gaze on the floor.

Jubilee moaned and suddenly slammed her fist on the floor. "Well, you think there might be a way when we're not even trying to do so?!"

Before Bobby could reply, Scott's loud voice interrupted their conversation. "What the hell do you expect us to do? Jump through that goddamn window out of this twelve story building?" His voice was bitter and loud enough for Jubilee to flinch.

"Cyke, you wanna get us in trouble or something? We're already locked up in this room, the last thing we need right now is friends of humanity knowing where we are. They're probably looking for us somewhere right now." Bobby said with gritted teeth.

"Y' scared Jubes?" Bobby dipped his head and whispered to Jubilee to look her in the eyes. He didn't even realize his actions until he did them, he kissed Jubilee softly on the forehead.

Jubilee closed her eyes and nodded her head against his chest. A small, shiny tear escaped from her dark eyes and made it's way down her cheek.

"Everythin' will be okay, don' worry. Whatever happens, I'm here with you." Bobby said as he rubbed Jubilee's back slowly and gently.

Feeling uncomfortable in the sudden change of the environment of the room, Scott got up and wandered around, frequently looking up at the ceiling and running his hands through his hair. For a moment, Scott felt his hear breaking down into pieces as he saw Bobby hold Jubilee and cuddle Jubilee against him.  Scott wished Jean was here in his arms and he could the same for her, or may be even more.

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"Stop it you bast*rd!!" Psylcok screamed at the top of her lungs as Warren got another painful kick in the guts by the friends of humanity agent. Warren doubled over and fell on his stomach.

 "Then both of you shut your mouths. If y' say one more wor--"

"I don't give a shit to what--"

"Would you shut your mouth for once Psylock?" Storm yelled who sat on the floor. She was among Psylock, Warren and Jean who sat with their hands tied at the back. For the past thirty five minutes, Warren and Elizabeth had been constantly arguing with the friends of humanity agent. On the other hand Storm had been trying several techniques to signal them or somehow ask them to stop talking back to the agent, as he had already started physically torturing them.

"You're making it worse for us…" Storm said in tight voice before glancing at Jean who laid her head against the wall. Her head had been badly bruised during the chaos that was created in the middle of the dance.

The agent who had crouched in front of Psylock and Warren smiled sinisterly and rubbed his jaw. He stood up from his place and looked down at Storm, who had her knees on the ground as her other three partners had. "The worse? Uh-h..the worse is yet to come my dear."

"I think you don't have the slightest of idea of what you have gotten yourself into." Storm replied cynically.

Before the FOH agent could smack her in the face, his radio buzzed in. Reaching his hand into his rear pocket, he pulled the radio out. "Jake here." He said as he held it close to his mouth.

"Csshhhhh…it's A.J here. How's everything goin' down there? Cshhh."

Jake glanced back towards the door to check if the four armed FOH agents were on guard. Anything could be expected from the three mutants who were on the floor in front of him.

"Not a problem. Did y' find any traces of the rest of 'em? Cshh." Jake muffled close to the radio.

"Cshhhh…Not a single one. Though the men are still up there checking. There are freakin' twelve goddamn floor-cshhhhh---to this hotel an' I don't know how long it'll take us to figure the rest of 'em out. May be like ten or eleven men are on each floor Cshhhh.."

Jake would have gone outside of the room to talk privately but since it was just reports if the other mutants had been found or not, he chose to remain by the x-men. "Gotcha. Let me know if you get anything, I'll arrange some more men down here."

"Cshhh…No Problem..cshhh"

Jake pressed a button the radio and put it back in his pocket. He checked his gun once more that he held on the arm, perfectly loaded in case of emergency. However, considering that the four mutants were wearing collars and were handcuffed, it was impossible for them to even try anything. As for the other mutants, wherever they were, they would soon be detained since the hotel was on complete lock down and mutant power navigated.

The four x-men remained in the room, hoping for the best as this was not any other mutant group they were dealing with. X-men had had a few acquaintances with the friends of humanity before and they sure were not that easy to handle.

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Once again, Remy ran the cloth over her forehead wiping it clean. Rogue had collapsed on the bed on account of the injury she had gotten when friends of humanity soldier had attacked her. Twenty minutes had passed and she still hadn't woken up.

The glass that had fallen on Rogue's head had left several small cuts on her arms, but it was not much of a thing that Remy had to worry too much about. He had tended to Rogue's injuries as she rested the whole time. While she lay there, Remy spent the rest of the time trying to unlock the door, but it was no use. However, he chose not to unlock it because it would get them into further trouble. They would get caught by the friends of humanity and Remy definitely did not want that to happen.

As Remy pranced around the room, he occasionally went back to Rogue to check on her. This time, Remy stayed there and stared her face to get lost in her angelic features. Her shinny hair spilled on the side, her soft lips half open, the heavy rise and fall of her chest… During another time, he would have given anything to have her like this in front of him-sleeping like this. Remy's usual mischievous smirk made its way on his face, converting affectionate expression into a naughty one.

Inhaling in her soft musk scent, Remy let himself get closer. Keeping a hand on her side for support, he lowered himself onto her. Tilting his head, he brought his lips closer to hers and felt the plump and soft feel of her lips brush his---but he stopped.

What was he doing? Something that she did not want? Or may be if she did, it was wrong for him to touch her without her permission, Remy thought. On the other hand, he thought of why he was doing that, just taking advantage of the opportunity? Or was it something else? Where did the love for Jubilee go? Had he not realized that he still had a thing for Rogue in his heart when he turned to Jubilee? 'Stop t'inkin' too hard or dis t'ing y' call a head is gonna explode into pieces'

As Remy got up, he thought of what Rogue would have done if she woke up at that exact moment. His ever so famous smile tugged on the corner of his daring pink lips. She'd probably scream in de highest pitch o' her voice an' jump t'ousand feet 'way from me an' after dat punch me two or t'ree times in the face, and den turn me in to de friends o' humanity b' herself-dat's all dat crazy femme would do..

 Remy chuckled at the visual he had created in his mind. But his smile faded. What thought made him get so close to her that he almost wanted to kiss her? They weren't together anymore, were they? There were important things to be taken care of right now. Remy let out a bitter laugh at his fate and how it played games with him, he then made his way to the window.

Looking outside, Remy figured there was no way out for them. He thought. What t' do What t' do…I don' t'ink pickin' de lock is de best way—Remy's thoughts were interrupted by a soft fumbling noise. Instantly, his head turned his head and took in the sight of Rogue's form turning over on the bed. A soft, calm sigh escaped Remy's lips and then he moved back to the bed.

Remy sat by Rogue's limp form and brushed away her hair from her face. She looked so restful, as if there was nothing more important in the world to her than just laying there on the big, comfortable bed. Remy hoped what it would have been like sitting by her side if things were different. He wondered how bad their luck was, always…always the only way he was able to touch Rogue was always under unusual circumstances.

"R—Remy?" Rogue slowly opened her eyes, the orange light of the hotel room disturbing her.

"'M right here chere…" Remy removed his hand from her face; he did not want to take any risk. After all, he had a whole plan made up in his mind.

Rogue twisted her body uncomfortably on the bed which to Remy seemed very…seductive and…Stop it! Remy thought to himself-dere be ot'er more importan' tings t' do. "Rogue? Chere you okay?"

"Yeah..ah think so..b-but mah head hurts a lil.." Pushing aside an annoying strand of her hair, Rogue got up with Remy's assistance. "Where are we??" Rogue looked around with her green eyes wide, searching for something or someone familiar.

Remy backed up giving her some room to sit on the bed. "Dat, chere, is a good question." He gave her a smirk while bringing a hand up to his perfect jaw-rubbing it as he did so. Receiving one angry glance from her sharp green eyes, Remy became more serious.

"We're in de hotel room, an' if I'm not wrong I believe we've been here in dis room for 'bout not more den half an hour." He slid his hand in her hair but she flinched back. Old habits die hard, Remy thought as he took his hand away.

"What? Ah been out fo' that long? Damn." Rogue leaned one arm on the plush mattress of the bed and caressed her forehead with the other.

Remy's eyes flashed with anger as he recalled the man who Rogue was fighting with. However considering the fact that Rogue had been talking to the same guy before the clash, Remy didn't know whether he should be jealous, angry or get confused. "Oui..that Duncan guy you were getting' all cozy wit gave you quiet a beatin'." He touched her forehead with his hand.

"Ah was not gettin' cozy!" Snapping his hand away Rogue glared at him and started feeling very offended suddenly. "'sides why you gotta act lakh this everytime Ah'm talkin' to some guy no matter whoevah it is?" The words did not come out the way Rogue wanted them to since her head was still spinning from the headache.

"Act like what?" Remy frowned.

"Like yoah' actin' now!" Rogue's anger was boiling and if the door wasn't locked, she would have ran out there like she always did.

Remy clenched his teeth and it took all his power to show his anger to her, which Rogue thought was not affecting her in anyway. Taking a deep breath, Remy moved closer on the bed causing her to back up. Yet, as always, Remy managed to get a hold of her uncovered hand holding her fingers with his.

"Rogue, what's up wit' you lately?!"

To be Continued…

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Author's Notes: I guess this was a pretty long chapter. And did I cheer up any Rogue/Remy fans by this special long Remy/Rogue edition??? :) Do they get out of the hotel? Are things going to go down the hill for Rogue/Remy? Next up is a surprise chapter that I'm ready to upload anytime soon…

Thanks for Reading.