A/n: I don't own, so please don't sue
Sorry it took so long, I had major writers bock with this for some odd reason. Anyway, it's up now, so Enjoy!
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"Oww, mah head....." Rogue sat up on one of the beds. Wait.. that wasn't right, she and Jean had been running from that wolf. Oh God.. "Jean!"
"Rogue, hang on, she's all right, lass." Rahne looked up at her from her position on the floor. "She's asleep."
"Rahne.. what're you doing.... What's.... Ah'm never goin' campin' again..." Rogue leaned back against the pillows that were propped behind her.
"Ye blacked out, yuir lucky Bladestone found ye when he did." Rahne carefully laid a damp cloth on her head.
"If you tell me Ah was saved by a wolf...."
"An' what's wrong with tha'?" Rahne raised an eyebrow at her.
"Nothin' Ah just.... Why would a wolf save us? We're humans...." Rogue trailed off, looking out the window. It was getting dark, she could see that even through the light snowfall.
"So?" Rahne followed her gaze, crossing her arms and resting against the bed. "He knew ye needed help, so he chased off tha' other wolf came tae find me an' helped me bring ye back here. He wanted tae help ye, because ye were trying tae help someone else. 'Tis very noble to a wolf."
"Yer our friend." Rahne looked at her oddly, she had never heard Rogue use that word before. Rogue covered her tracks quickly. "B'sides, Jean'd never leave you out there by yerself, and Logan'd probably have mah head."
"Aye, tha' would nae be a pretty sight... " Rahne placed her head in her arms.
"Why do you run, Rahne? Ah mean, that's all you ever do. When yer training with the kids, sometimes we watch." Rhane's cheeks acquired some color to hear that the older kids watched as they all goofed around. "Yer really good at it, y'know, but, Ah still don't know why."
"I've always run, since I could remember." That was something new, Rogue didn't ever remember hearing about the girl's past. She had asked Scott, who along with Jean had been immensely happy when Rahne had come to the institute, about he once, but he had avoided the question. "Reverend Craig used tae get mad at me if I was late.... Not pleasant, I dinnae mind telling ye."
"Who's Reverend Craig?" Rogue asked, sitting up gain. Her legs were sore, and her back ached, but that was nothing to what her head felt like.
"He, uh, he raised me. Taught me most what I know. He mostly told me I was evil, the spawn of Satan." Rahne avoided Rogues ice-colored eyes. "He told me my mother was a whore, and a lot of other things."
"Why would he do that...?" Rogue knew why Jean had avoided goin got pick the girl up. Rogue decided that she beat the crap outta this guy if she ever met him.
"He hates me." Rahne shrugged slightly, as if she were saying they were out of peanut butter. "I'm not sure I understand it at all."
"Me either... How;d ya get here if he hated you?" That puzzled Rogue, it sounded like the man wanted to make her life miserable, not help her.
"He didn't send me, Lady Moira did." Rogue raised an eyebrow at her. Rahne sighed, she'd have to explain. "When m' powers manifested, he called me a demon. Led the town in a revolt, actually, convinced them I was a witch or something. Well, they chased me, and I passed out."
Rogue blinked, thoroughly suprised. "Passed out from what?"
"Lady Moira said from Lack of blood." Again, Rahne shrugged, though she seemed slightly less comfortable.
"Why would you have lack of blood...?" Rogues eyes narrowed dangerously.
"They, och, uh, they... shot me?" Rahne knew Rogue wasn't angry with her, but she was still highly unnerved.
"They what?! Yer a kid!" Rogue fumed, pulling her up on to the bed. "Where?"
"M' shoulder?" It had just clicked in Rogues head, when Jean had touched the girl's shoulder the nigh before, say that some of the kids had had it worse.. "It's ok now, Lady Moira took care of me."
"Moira..... Moira McTaggert? The professor's friend....?" Rahne nodded slightly. Rogue sighed. "Rahne.... Ah'm sorry...."
"For what?" Rahne cocked her head to one side. "As long as we're friends, I dinnae mind."
"Of course we're friends Rahne." The words were barely out of her mouth when Rahne flung her arms around Rogue, careful not to touch her skin. Rogue blinked, uneasily, hesitantly hugging the smaller girl back. The conversation she'd had with Jean was coming back to her full force. "Ya know what? We're more then friends, kid. We're family."
Rogue smiled as Rahne hugged her tighter. Yeah, she could get used to this family stuff.
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Aww!! Don't any one ask, why, but I had to. I think Mira Mc Taggert is the woman's name, I don't have my handy book handy... if not, please let me know.... R/R!
Sorry it took so long, I had major writers bock with this for some odd reason. Anyway, it's up now, so Enjoy!
****
"Oww, mah head....." Rogue sat up on one of the beds. Wait.. that wasn't right, she and Jean had been running from that wolf. Oh God.. "Jean!"
"Rogue, hang on, she's all right, lass." Rahne looked up at her from her position on the floor. "She's asleep."
"Rahne.. what're you doing.... What's.... Ah'm never goin' campin' again..." Rogue leaned back against the pillows that were propped behind her.
"Ye blacked out, yuir lucky Bladestone found ye when he did." Rahne carefully laid a damp cloth on her head.
"If you tell me Ah was saved by a wolf...."
"An' what's wrong with tha'?" Rahne raised an eyebrow at her.
"Nothin' Ah just.... Why would a wolf save us? We're humans...." Rogue trailed off, looking out the window. It was getting dark, she could see that even through the light snowfall.
"So?" Rahne followed her gaze, crossing her arms and resting against the bed. "He knew ye needed help, so he chased off tha' other wolf came tae find me an' helped me bring ye back here. He wanted tae help ye, because ye were trying tae help someone else. 'Tis very noble to a wolf."
"Yer our friend." Rahne looked at her oddly, she had never heard Rogue use that word before. Rogue covered her tracks quickly. "B'sides, Jean'd never leave you out there by yerself, and Logan'd probably have mah head."
"Aye, tha' would nae be a pretty sight... " Rahne placed her head in her arms.
"Why do you run, Rahne? Ah mean, that's all you ever do. When yer training with the kids, sometimes we watch." Rhane's cheeks acquired some color to hear that the older kids watched as they all goofed around. "Yer really good at it, y'know, but, Ah still don't know why."
"I've always run, since I could remember." That was something new, Rogue didn't ever remember hearing about the girl's past. She had asked Scott, who along with Jean had been immensely happy when Rahne had come to the institute, about he once, but he had avoided the question. "Reverend Craig used tae get mad at me if I was late.... Not pleasant, I dinnae mind telling ye."
"Who's Reverend Craig?" Rogue asked, sitting up gain. Her legs were sore, and her back ached, but that was nothing to what her head felt like.
"He, uh, he raised me. Taught me most what I know. He mostly told me I was evil, the spawn of Satan." Rahne avoided Rogues ice-colored eyes. "He told me my mother was a whore, and a lot of other things."
"Why would he do that...?" Rogue knew why Jean had avoided goin got pick the girl up. Rogue decided that she beat the crap outta this guy if she ever met him.
"He hates me." Rahne shrugged slightly, as if she were saying they were out of peanut butter. "I'm not sure I understand it at all."
"Me either... How;d ya get here if he hated you?" That puzzled Rogue, it sounded like the man wanted to make her life miserable, not help her.
"He didn't send me, Lady Moira did." Rogue raised an eyebrow at her. Rahne sighed, she'd have to explain. "When m' powers manifested, he called me a demon. Led the town in a revolt, actually, convinced them I was a witch or something. Well, they chased me, and I passed out."
Rogue blinked, thoroughly suprised. "Passed out from what?"
"Lady Moira said from Lack of blood." Again, Rahne shrugged, though she seemed slightly less comfortable.
"Why would you have lack of blood...?" Rogues eyes narrowed dangerously.
"They, och, uh, they... shot me?" Rahne knew Rogue wasn't angry with her, but she was still highly unnerved.
"They what?! Yer a kid!" Rogue fumed, pulling her up on to the bed. "Where?"
"M' shoulder?" It had just clicked in Rogues head, when Jean had touched the girl's shoulder the nigh before, say that some of the kids had had it worse.. "It's ok now, Lady Moira took care of me."
"Moira..... Moira McTaggert? The professor's friend....?" Rahne nodded slightly. Rogue sighed. "Rahne.... Ah'm sorry...."
"For what?" Rahne cocked her head to one side. "As long as we're friends, I dinnae mind."
"Of course we're friends Rahne." The words were barely out of her mouth when Rahne flung her arms around Rogue, careful not to touch her skin. Rogue blinked, uneasily, hesitantly hugging the smaller girl back. The conversation she'd had with Jean was coming back to her full force. "Ya know what? We're more then friends, kid. We're family."
Rogue smiled as Rahne hugged her tighter. Yeah, she could get used to this family stuff.
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Aww!! Don't any one ask, why, but I had to. I think Mira Mc Taggert is the woman's name, I don't have my handy book handy... if not, please let me know.... R/R!