Nightmares and the Truth

She closed her eyes again and suddenly her maths test was one fire. "Holy shit", she screamed.

It was Pyro. She could use his powers. She tried it again and again it worked. But she felt weak. Her knees almost gave out. She sat down. And she began to cry. What was happening to her? To her powers?

She had to know so grabbed a glass of water and waited. And it happened. The water froze into ice. She sighed in despair. Then she turned to a metall box. It changed it's form.

She shivered. She looked into the mirror and was shocked to see her own pale and white face. She could use the powers of the mutants she touched but everytime she did, it weakend her. Her trembling fingers touched her cheek. What did that mean? Could it be possible that she was able to control her powers.Even the lifeforce sucking thing? So much questions which answers she didn't know. She began to cry and curled up into a small ball. She fell asleep.

Logan sat in his bed and read a book. He couldn't sleep. To much happened that day, to much was said. He talked to the professor and to Lea. They didn't know how to help Rogue.

"She has to come to us herself. I'm sure she'll do that if something is wrong", Charles said. Logan shook his head.

"I don't think so." Charles smiled. "But she always did. Don't you remember the many times she came to you or me to talk?"

"It's different Charles. I don't know why but I have this strange feeling that she need our help. Not mine, ours. yours"!

Lea nodded. "Something is wrong. I can see that. She looks like she didn't eat since a long time, same thing with sleeping. She is pale and she shiveres the whole time. I think Logan is right. One of us has to talk to her."

Charles sighed. "Okay! What do you mean Logan? Do you do that"?

Logan shook his head. "She's mad at me. Very mad. I think we first have to figure things out." The professor grinned.

"You can do that when you try to talk to her about her problem. I trust you Logan. I'm sure that she is going to tell you."

Logan wasn't sure. All those things she've said were true. He treated her like a kid, like someone worthless. He didn't bother about her problems when Jean died. He wanted to see her like a little girl. Like a helpless, untouchable girl. She wasn't one anymore and he knew that. But he was too scared to let himself watch her growing up, knowing that he was a man who could fall in love. He couldn't fall in love with her. That would be strange, wrong or not? And why the hell did it feel so right? He didn't know. He buried his face into his hands when he suddenly heard a scream.

He jumped up, regonizing that it was Rogue, and stormed to her room. The door was closed but that didn't bother him. He broke it open and ran to her side. She sat in her bed, crying. She was shaking and sobbing. He wrapped his arms around her. She leaned against him.

Don't.. don't leave me alone.. Logan.. please .. don't go"! He stroked her face softly. Unaware that he touched her bare skin.

"I won't Rogue. I won't leave you baby. I promise." She kept on cyring.

He rocked her like a little child. "Shh.. it's okay. It's okay. I'm here. I'm here," he wispered into her ear. "What's happening to me"? Logan took her hand. "What do you mean"? She sniffed and sighed. And then she told him.

A/N: Sorry it was so short. The next chapter won't be alle about Rogue and Logan but about the others, too. I hope my english isn't too bad. Please rewiev!