Note : I'm on fire! Wow, four chapters in two days… Can you tell I'm on vacation? Can you tell it's raining outside? Again, the characters in this chapter aren't my creation, they are Marvel's. No money made, don't sue. Cause I've got no money to give you.

Okay! Now, the fun can begin. Let's have a look at this…

Enjoy.

Chapter 4

À dormir debout

He sat on the couch next to Logan with a loud sight. The man looked at him from under his brows, dark blue eyes questionning.

"I guess this is when I ask you "what's wrong, dear friend?"… you don't look well, Gumbo… Didn't sleep well… again?" Logan smiled and winked.

"Non, I slept. Rogue was acting strange dis morning, though." Remy took the remote control and turned on the television, putting an end to any further questions. "She's hurt herself, and wouldn't tell me how."

Logan pursed his lips. "Well, as long as she's okay…"

"Mouais, j'imagine" (yeah, I guess so)

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I trained all day until dinner came. I went to the kitchen to grab my plate and took it up to my room. I was feeling really weird. I also had to admit that the idea of sleeping that night was scaring the wits out of me. I sat on my bed and read books until a knock came on the door. "Come in", I said. Remy popped his head inside. Seeing me, he made a little smile and entered the room. He closed the door and, turning to face me, gave me the pleasure of a frown.

"You avoidin' Remy, girl?" He said to me. His voice was shaky, and I could see he was quite angry. "Could ye at least tell me why? What I did to make you mad?"

Me, mad at him? Darn…

"Ah'm not mad at yah, sugah… please, don't over react, Remy…"

"Over react?!?!" He hadn't over reacted yet. But he was in the process of doing so, now. His face was flushed with anger. I could see his eyes blazing with hot fire. I had already seen him mad, but not at me. I shrank back in my pillows when he came in front of the bed. "You ignore me! Damn you, Rogue, you won't ever tell me what's happen to ye! Bordel, you hurt yourself and den you act like I was de one who beat you!!!" He was yelling by then, shooting his frustration at me. You've own it, girl.You haven't said a gentle word to him since morning, and, even then, you lied to him. The door flung open and Scott came into the room.

"What's the problem here? Remy, what the hell is going on?"

"Ask her, Cykes." They both looked at me, and I just went on looking at the very interesting page 78 of the book I was reading. "Rogue…" he said. "Oh et merde, you can just go on staying alone, reading your damn book, for all I care." He turned on his heels and left the room. As I heard his loud steps heading to the west corridor, Scott stared at me for a moment, let go a sight and gently closed the door.

I sighted. I would explain everything to him… tomorrow. But now, I had a night to spend reading.

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"Oh darn, not again." There I was, standing on the white sand. The pitch black sky still didn't show any light, but I could see very clearly around me, as if light was shinning from the ground. I had fallen asleep on my book, too tired to keep my eyes open.

"Oh, you're here too, chérie?" I snapped my head behind me to see Remy, dressed in blue boxer shorts and a large white T-Shirt.

"What the HELL are yah doin' in mah dream!" His brows went up at that, and he snored.

"Well, chérie, I could ask you de same damn thing. But you seem to know de place, non? Dis dream usual to ye?" I took a deep breath. At least I wasn't alone.

"This is the dream Ah had last night, Remy… And it's here that Ah hurt mahself."

He frowned. "You've hurt yourself… in a dream, chérie?"

Then he saw something behind me and his eyes went wide with fear. That wasn't something I had ever seen in these eyes and I repressed a shudder as I began to hear the low burring of the shadows creeping up to us. "If Ah were yah, sugah, Ah'd run for mah life." His eyes went to me, and he grabbed my hand before running like hell in the other direction. His years of training as a thief helped him ; he moved with the grace of a cat and had no difficulty dodging the rocks. He was bigger than me, though, and his feet sank deep in the hot sand. I puffed loudly, hardly able to catch my breath, trying my best to keep up.

He didn't see the man standing before us and almost bumped into him.

"There there, dear friends, don't you panick. My minions will not hurt you unless I order them to."

"Sinister? What… what is dis place?" I saw the heat raise in Remy's face as he flung himself at Sinister, trying to knock him down. But it seemed he would have had better result by trying to make a rock melt. Sinister raised his arm and sent a bolt of pure energy at Remy, sending him into the air to land on a big rock. I shuddered when I heard a evil sounding cracking sound when he landed. I turned back to Sinister, who just smiled at me. He clapped his hands and I began to see black spots twirling around me.

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I woke up in my bed to the sound of the thumping of my heart. The lamp on my night table was still on and the book I had been reading had fallen on the floor. I jumped on my feet, ran out the door and headed for the men's wing.

He had bolted his door, but I kicked it open, not even thinking how I could explain this is he wasn't really in my dream.

He wasn't sleeping. The sheets were discarded on the floor, and he was curled up like a ball on his bed, craddling his arm. When I touched his shoulder, he raised his head to look at me, eyes full of fear.

"Rogue… I think I broke my arm."

To be continued…

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