Card Shark: Chapter three.

"Anything exploding in the card, Jean?" Scott asked, setting Rogue down on her bed, whispering, as so not to wake up Kitty.

"No. But this is bad. Rogue is dating Remy Labeau, AKAGambit. One of Magneto's henchmen. What are we going to do?" Jean asked, looking at Scott for ideas.

"Talk to the Professor. He'll know. And don't worry. She's old enough to know what to do." Scott said, putting his arm around Jean, and walking out of the room with her.

They couple walked into Professor Xavier's quarters five minutes later. He was still up, looking through some papers. "Hello Jean, Scott. Anything I can help you with?" He asked, looking up at them as they came through the door.

"Yes. Well, you see. Rogue came home from her date with this guy. Drunk. She's passed out on her bed now. And Remy kissed her good night before leaving, and as a result, Rogue got some memories, and one of them, (I read her mind.) was when she first met him. Not a school, but during an epic battle sequence. The one with the Sentinel. And he was on Magneto's side. And he left her a note." Jean said, handing him the note.

"I see. Well, from what I know, Remy Labeau, is a former thief from New Orleans, and works for Magneto under the name Gambit. He is roughly twenty two, so I have no clue as to what he is doing in high school. Hmm. this is interesting." The professor opened Remy's letter, and read it aloud.

"Mon Cherie, Remy is sorry to leave you like this, and he is sorry to let you get out of control on the wine. It was bad judgment on his part. He hope you feel much better, He however, am incapable of returning to school on Monday, as is requested to serve those who need my help. ("Magneto." Scott said shortly. "Shh! Let's let him read us the rest!" Jean said, stepping on Scott's toe lightly.) He hopes to see you again under better circumstances then he will see you again under. Yours truly and sorrily, Remy Labeau."

The Professor stopped, and looked at Jean and Scott for reactions.

"He enjoys confusing us, that's for sure." Scott said as he reached for his glass of water.

"I do not know the meaning of the last line, but I do suggest that you and Scott get some rest, and you should give the letter to Rogue. It is hers after all." Xavier handed the letter back to Jean.

"Yes sir." She said, as she and Scott turned and left the room.

Rogue rolled over. I Wahy do Ah have this confounded headache? /I She asked herself in her head. This was the worse one she had ever had.

"Rogue! How was your date with Remy?" Kitty was apparently up, and happy, as usual.

"Fahne. Jus that Ah got this horrible headache! And Ah don't rememba much. We had a nice dinner, a few glasses of whane"

"Wine? Rogue! You had wine with a guy you barely know! Did he hurt you? Anything the matter?" Kitty was overly consurned, according to Rogue.

"No! All Ah remember after that was getting into his car, an' throwin' up, and then Ah think that Ah fell asleep. Ah don't know how Ah got here." Rogue said, trying to sit up, but the hangover was too bad.

"Rogue! You were drunk! We should go get the Professor, or Mr. McCoy, or Mr. Logan. They'd know what to do!" Kitty started walking towards the door.

"No such need. We told the Professor last night." Jean walked into the room, stopping Kitty in her tracks.

"How did Ah get here?"

"Well. Remy brought you here, and then took off. He gave you this letter, before he left. Um. yeah. That's all. Oh, here's some Advil and water. You might need them." Jean said, putting the bottle of Advil, water, and letter on Rogue's bedside table before leaving.

"How many?" Kitty asked, opening the Advil bottle.

"Three." Kitty handed her the pills, and the water.

"Thank ya." Rogue tossed her pills back, and chugged the water. "Muh letter? Can Ah have it?" Rogue asked. Kitty reluctantly handed her the letter. "Thank ya." Rogue read the letter her eyes went wide.

"What's the matter?" Kitty asked.

"Nothin'. Nothin'. Jus that I jus got a memory that I musta have obsorbed from Remy. An' it's not a good one." Rogue shuddered. She now knew why she didn't like him.

"Well? What's like, in it?"

"You really don' wanna know. Ah sure didn't. How did Ah get this? JEAN! JEAN! COME HERE RIGH' NOW!" Rogue yelled, as Jean came to a skidding halt in front of the door.

"What is it?" She asked.

"How did Ah get this memory from Remy?" She demanded.

"He. ah. ahh. he. um. er."

"Spit it owat, Jean!" Rogue yelled at the stuttering red-head.

"Sorry. He just. erm. how should I say this." Rogue looked at Jean angrily. "When he brought you here passed out, soaking wet, he kissed you good night. We warned him. But he didn't listen." Jean said, looking down. Scott had told her not to tell that small detail.

"He kissed meh? That little jackass! Filthy rotten sewer rat! He used meh to get to y'all! He's workin' for Magneto? An' that jus makes it all worth while. But wahy meh?" She asked, settling down just a titch.

"We honestly don't know. We're really really sorry Rogue. You must feel terrible. He got you drunk, and works for Magneto. Rogue." Jean reached out her hand to try her best to comfort Rogue.

"Don touch me. Get away from meh!" Rogue said, turning her head, and bringing her knees up to her chin.

"Rogue."

"Kitty! Jean! Owat! I don trust mah self, y'all shouldn' be trustin' meh either!" Jean took one look at Kitty, and they both stood up and left Angsty!Rogue to herself.

I Whay me? Whay did he choose me above Kitty, or Jean? Or one of the new recruits? Amara? Rahne? /I Rogue worried herself into a deep sleep.

"Marie," The name came like a whisper, but yet loud enough to wake up Rogue. That name. She hadn't heard that name in a long time. Her name. No one here at the mansion knew her name. Professor Xavier probably did, but he never used it. Rogue glanced a look at her clock. 12:07 AM. She had been sleeping all day. I I'm on the brink of insanity. /I She thought bitterly to herself. Suddenly, in the light of the full moon that illuminated bright patches of the floor, and her bed, she saw a glimmer of silver on the bed-side table. She bit her lip, trembling. She reached out one hand gingerly to see what it was. Her hand clasped upon a locket, with the name 'Marie' engraved on it. Slowly, she put the necklace on. She attempted to open the locket, and but her attempts failed. Sighing, she sat back down, and rolled over.

"Marie." The name came again, louder this time, and nearer. Rogue trembled underneath her bed sheets. She noticed that someone had taken her boots off, and changed her into her pajamas. She huddled down farther, she felt a hand, apparently gloved, on her back. "Mon Cherie." The same voice who had whispered her name. She felt the warmth of his breath on her face. Suddenly, reality struck. Green eyes met red on black eyes. "You! Get owat! Stay far far away from meh! You'll be sorry! You'll be ahhhhhhhhhrggr"

He had placed his hand over her mouth to stop the screaming and placing a hand on her side, he rolled her over, onto her back. That only agitated Rogue farther. She started kicking, and punching, hoping to hit some skin, or at least injure him in some way. Her results failed, as he made good care to make sure he was covered up fully. I Damn! /I Rogue thought bitterly. But she kept on kicking. He just rolled his eyes, still keeping one hand on her mouth, he grabbed her to wrists in the other, and holding them above her head, and he placed his lower body against her waist, their faces were a foot away. Her eyes wide with fear.

"Hear Remy out befor' you go an' yell an' scream. Remy had good things to say. Remy promises." If Rogue could speak, she would have verbally challenged him, saying something about 'the word of a thief.' Rogue just growled, as that was the best she could do.

"Remy is very sorry mon cherie. He really does love y', but is forced to stay away from y' do t' his current employer, Magneto." Rogue's eyes, if possible, got bigger. She started trying to scream again, flailing her arms, and legs as best she could, and twisting herself away from Remy.

"But he must leave now. This was all Magnetos doin'. He used him' t' lure y' and get da secrets from da' X-men. Sorry t' use' da' femme." He looked Rogue right in the eyes, and fear filled her eyes. What was he going to do? He couldn't do anything to her. She was untouchable. She had to remember that. But here. She still couldn't help but worry. She started feeling woozy, her eyes closed, and she was out, like a light.

~

A/N

Yo Ho! Disclaimer: Same as always. I found out Rogue's real name do to a very reliable source. My friend Brandy owns it! Just spreading the word.

~ASGT, who is up way to early for her own good, and loves blue fuzzy elves from Germany! But then again, who doesn't?