Rogue opened her eyes to look down and see that she was being held in
someone's arms. She quickly moved away and sat up. She had regained her
breath and her body merely ached. She looked to see who had been holding
her and had to suppress a gasp of surprise.
"Uh, thanks, Scott." Rogue said quietly. She then moved over and next to Kurt.
"You okay?" He asked in a worried voice.
"Uh, yeah." Rogue replied.
"Ve vere vorried, vhat happned?" Kurt asked.
Rogue looked at Jean. _Ah won't tell if y'don want meh too._ Rogue said mentally, hoping Jean would catch that she was talking to her.
_I'm, uh, well, pretty embarrassed about it. I really didn't mean to. If I'd have known I was hurting you._ She trailed.
_It's alright Jean! Okay, Ah won't tell._ "It was nothin', just an accident." Rogue replied.
The door opened. "Kurt, Jean, your next." Logan said as Kitty and Evan walked into the room. Rogue felt bad. She had been the only one actually injured. It made her feel weak.
"I guess that leaves us as partners." Scott said in a very out of place tone. He didn't know how to talk to her anymore.
"Guess so." Rogue replied, suddenly feeling very embarrassed. Only minutes ago she had been lying in his arms. Maybe if it hadn't been quite like this, and she had actually known it was him holding her, she could have actually enjoyed it. Now she was just completely embarrassed.
After a while of awkward silence, Kurt and Jean walked back in through the door.
"Okay, Stripes, Cyclops, your turn." He said, beckoning them into the room.
~
Scott entered the room again and looked around. Of course nothing had changed, but he needed something to distract him so his thoughts wouldn't get the better of him.
"Okay, which one wants to be blindfolded this time 'round?" Logan asked, waving the blindfold.
"I will." Scott said when Rogue looked at him as if not knowing weather to volunteer or not.
Logan shrugged and tied it tightly on Scott's head after Scott had removed his visor.
"Oh great." Rogue muttered. "Now neither o' us have powers."
"You still have them Stripes, you just decide not to use 'em." Logan replied with a shrug, then he turned to walk off.
"Well, maybe if y'knew what it was lihke t'use mah powers, y'wouldn't either." Rogue mumbled so low that Scott almost missed it.
Actually for a second he thought he had and had questioned, "What's that?"
"Uh, nothin'." Rogue replied quickly. He then noticed even through the blindfold and his eyelids, that the light turned down.
Rogue laid her hand lightly on his shoulder. So lightly, that at first he had wondered if he was just imagining it. "There's a tunnel in front, Ah'm gonna lead y'though. Ah can't see much, so yer goin' t'hafta bare with me." Rogue said, she then pushed slightly on his shoulder, insinuating that he should walk forward.
Scott continued to walk forward, every muscle alert for action. It was beginning to be nerve-racking that nothing had happened yet though, and Rogue was obviously feeling the same way, for her light touch had become tense and nearly painful. She was much stronger then he would have given her credit for.
Rogue suddenly pulled him back and his back ran into the wall, but it seemed as if that was what Rogue was aiming for. "Press yo'self against the wall or y'gonna get run ovah!" Rogue warned quickly.
Scott quickly obeyed, but flinched, for now Rogue's grip was even tighter and it really did hurt. He figured though, that if you got as little physical contact as she did, you probably wouldn't know how tight is too tight too.
"Ease off a bit would you?" He asked nicely. "You're stronger then you probably think." Scott warned.
"Oh! Ah'm sorry Scott." Rogue replied quickly, and she completely let go for a second. It was then back on his shoulder again, but as light as it had in the first place.
"What had happened? I mean, why did I have to press me up against the wall? What would have run over us?" He asked.
"Well, tha tunnel's at a slant and a boulder came down. Ah think Logan's bin watchin' too much Extreme Elimination." Rogue replied.
"What?" Scott asked confused, having no idea what Rogue was talking about.
"Duck!" Rogue yelled, pulling him down as she dived to duck too.
Scott immediately ducked, just in time too. Whatever went over their heads had been so close it had ruffled his hair.
Once he was crouched down Rogue held him there. He wondered what it was that was going over their head, but before he could ask, Rogue's shoulder dug into his and it sent him onto his side. There was then an "umph" as something obviously hit Rogue.
"Rogue? Are you okay?" Scott asked, getting to his knees.
"Yeah, Ah'm fine." Rogue replied, but he could hear from her voice that something pained her.
"Get up, we're almost t'the end o' the tunnel." Rogue said, but this time she sounded fine, like nothing had just hurt her.
He stood and Rogue's hand was back on his shoulder and she was leading him forward. After a slight couple of moments Rogue spoke. "Ah've got good news and bad news." Rogue informed him.
"Let's hear the good news first." Scott replied.
"Okay, good news, we're outta the tunnel. That bad news; we're surrounded bah men that don' look easy t'bring down." Rogue answered. "There's three behind us, two in front, and one on either side." Rogue continued.
Scott nodded. This would be hard. Rogue was right, neither of them had their power for this. Perhaps if he told her to steal his. but there were things in his head that he didn't want her to see. Not yet at least. If it had been sooner, then he would have had nothing to hide since she had already seen everything. But then again, this was a stimulation to practice trust. "Rogue, take my power." Scott said, grabbing her hand that was on his shoulder and facing where he figured she must be.
"What? NO!" Rogue replied, pulling her hand away.
"Look, neither of us have our power to use which leaves us quite hopeless-"
"Scott, Ah never knew quite 'how' much y'mistrusted me." Rogue interrupted, almost playfully. "To you're right! One's charging!" Rogue warned. "Go low!" Rogue directed. Scott ducked and someone ran into him, but his feet were firmly placed and he didn't fall over. He punched at the person and his fist met his stomach.
"Behind ya!" Rogue warned, but her voice was slightly haggard which Scott figured was the result of currently fighting.
He ducked again and rolled away. The man that had charged from behind ran into the one in front. A fist met his back and he staggered forward. As he did, he listened even more carefully, and off slightly to the left he could hear sounds of battle. It must be Rogue.
A fist met his back again and he quickly averted his attention to whoever was punching him. He punched high and was surprised at how accurate that punch had been. He had gotten the guy right in the jaw.
Scott grabbed the thing's shoulder, but suddenly it went completely limp and the sound of fighting stopped.
"Good job." Logan said, taking the blind fold off Scott. He then walked over to Rogue and put it on her.
Scott looked at her. Now it was his turn to guide her. She waited and then the lights went down and the stimulation came in view.
"So, where are we?" Rogue asked.
Scott laid his hand on her shoulder and replied, "We're in a cave." He didn't move though, his normal thoughts had escaped him. It had been in right after being in a cave where they had been able to finally convince Rogue to join their side. Well, 'they' hadn't convinced her. After Mystique had pushed him off the side of a cliff Rogue had absorbed her and found that Mystique had betrayed her. That must have been around the time that he had betrayed her too. After that day it had been Jean all the way. And Rogue had even saved his life.
Scott shook his head, then realized that they both were still just standing there. Obviously Rogue was thinking about that time too.
"We better get moving." Scott said, beckoning for her to go forward with a slight nudge with his palm.
Rogue jolted a bit, being taken so quickly out of her thought. "Uh, yeah, sorry." Rogue said quickly. They then headed forward. The ground suddenly shook sending Scott to the ground. Rogue had managed to maintain her balance though. It was funny how that girl always seemed to beat him in physical things. 'She really should try out for some sports at school.'
"What was thaht? Avalanche?" Rogue asked.
"I dunno." Scott replied standing up. "I didn't see anything that might have caused that." There was then a loud creak and he looked around to see one of the stalactites on the ceiling swaying slightly, it's deadly point right above them.
There was then a snap and Scott dived into Rogue pushing her to the ground. He fell onto her and she quickly grabbed his arms tightly and threw him off her. "Scott! What just happened?" She called to where they both had been. She jumped to her feet and got in a fighting stance.
"I'm over here, where you threw me." He replied, rubbing his now aching butt where he had landed. He knew that he'd think twice from now on before ever attacking her.
"Oh Scott! Ah'm sorry! Ah thought we were bein' attacked!" Rogue quickly apologized.
"It's okay." Scott assured her, walking toward her. "We better get moving again though."
"Okay, you're the leader." Rogue replied with a shrug.
Scott cringed slightly. For some reason that had sounded wrong. He knew that he basically was the leader, and he didn't mind the title, but it sounded weird coming from Rogue. He really hadn't heard her say that that much.
"Come on." He said dryly, taking her shoulder again and leading them forward. There was a slight slope of rocks then that they had to go down. "Careful where you put your feet. We're going down hill and there looks like there's a 'lot' of loose rocks.
He stepped down the slope and carefully led Rogue down next to him. At one point, almost halfway down the slope, Rogue accidentally caught her foot on a rather large stone and stumbled forward trying not to trip, Scott grabbed both of her shoulders but the rocks under him began to slide. This caused other rocks to be unlodged and soon they fell onto their backs and were being pelted with stones as they came tumbling around them.
Scott soon lost sight of Rogue as they slide away from each other and he attempted to cover his head as he slid down, rocks hitting his arms, legs, and head if they somehow managed to get between his arms. Not only was he being pelted by rocks though, but he was also scraping across them as he fell downward. He was sure that he had a rock jammed deep into his shoulder.
Soon he wished he couldn't feel all together. His body had rolled slightly and he was falling with his left arm scraping extremely painfully against the rocks.
Finally he was at the bottom, but this was probably worse. He was still lying over rocks while more landed on him as they hit the bottom and began piling over them, the weight beginning to be unbearable.
When the final sounds of rocks falling, he attempted at movement. Every muscle in his body protested and the weight was almost too much to even breath.
"Rogue!" Came the ruff voice of Logan. "Scott!"
"I'm over here!" Scott yelled. There was then the sound of Logan's adamantium claws coming out. The rocks over him were then being cut loose. Finally the rocks over his head was being lifted up and he shifted slightly to look up and see Logan's worried face. Scott then cringed as every muscle in his body screamed for attention.
"I'll get you out, don't worry." Logan assured him, then he began lifting other rocks over him. "Where's Stripes?" He asked.
Scott's chest tightened suddenly as he thought of Rogue. She had been caught in the rock slide too and was probably under all these rocks too. "I- I don't know, she tripped and-" He trailed off as Logan helped him up. He had a hard time standing though. His clothes were torn and he was bleeding from scrapes all over his arms, back, and legs. His face was even badly scratched. His left arm was the worse off and he couldn't really even move it. He looked down and wished he hadn't. His arm was extremely scratched and his shoulder was- he felt suddenly sick and he didn't want to think about it. He looked up. "We have to find her!" Scott said, forcing strength into his legs and hand as he began to dig through the rocks at the bottom of the slope with his left arm dangling uselessly.
He couldn't help but worry. If Logan had stopped the stimulation (the lights were still on, but the slope had really physically been there, how, Scott had no idea) then this really was serious. They could have been seriously wounded and now Rogue was lying under all these rocks.
What was he talking about? 'He' was seriously wounded. He couldn't even move his arm with his free will.
"What in the name of all that's holy were you thinking by putting something like this in here?!" Scott demanded of Logan as he furiously dug through the rocks, his pain forgotten and replaced with worry.
"The rock she tripped over was a base rock. There was absolutely no way this would have happened in any other case. It just so happened that she dislodged that specific rock!" Logan replied, standing still and sniffing the air.
"Well, where is she?!" Scott demanded furiously.
"That way." Logan replied, pointing to an area and walking toward it, still sniffing the air. "She's under here."
Scott began moving the rocks away frantically while Logan helped. After a little bit of digging they could see her small form lying crumpled and limp on the ground. "Rogue! Rogue!" Scott said frantically, moving closer to her. Her body and clothes was much in the same shape as his was. Her worse injury was her hip though. It had a huge gash and he felt sick again and he could feel his face turning probably a shade of light green.
He cautiously rolled her onto her back for his gloves had been torn almost completely off and hers had been too. He then moved her head into his lap where he saw she probably hit her head which was the reason for her being unconscious.
"Stripes! Stripes, wake up!" Logan said, holding his hand as if to shake her, but as if he would break her if he touched her. "Rogue!"
There was a groan of pain and her eyes opened slightly. She looked around. "Ah screwed up, didn't Ah?" She asked sarcastically, a slight and forced smile on her lips. She groaned again. "Ah think Ah hurt mah hip." She went to look down but Scott quickly put his hand up to stop her, which was successful for Rogue quickly turned her head away so their skin didn't meet. "What's up?" She asked.
"Uh, you just don't want to see it." Scott replied. "Here, I'll carry you." He offered.
Rogue lifted an eyebrow. "Number one, Ah wouldn't let y'carry me; and number two, doesn' look lihke y'could if Ah'd let ya." Rogue said, looking at Scott's left arm and shoulder skeptically. "Ah'll manage walking."
It was Scott's turn to look at her skeptically, and his eyes quickly wandered to her injured hip. When he looked back up at Rogue, her face was even paler then usual and he noticed that she had followed his gaze.
She quickly shook her head as if to clear it and looked up at Logan. "Ah'm gonna kill ya!" Rogue teased.
"Okay, but do it later. You two think you can manage to make it to the hospital wing? I have to lecture the rest of the team." Logan said standing up.
Scott looked up at the man in disbelief. Had he even looked at them?! Neither of them was in the shape to stand let alone try to make it to the hospital wing.
Logan missed the look and hurried away from them. When Scott looked back at Rogue, she was trying to get up and was nearly there, but her face was distorted in pain and he could tell that she was holding her breath so she wouldn't make any sounds of pain. Scott just stared at her for a couple seconds, amazed at how determined and strong she was. She truly was beautiful. Even with cuts all over her, she looked amazing, and oddly radiant. For those few seconds he just stared, it was all he could do.
Rogue attempted to take a step forward and successfully stepped onto her left leg. As she brought her right leg forward with an intake of pained breath, she set her right leg down and tried to lift her next leg. There was a scream of pain and Rogue fell onto her knees. Scott jumped up as she tensed every muscle in an attempt to block out all of the pain.
Scott slipped his right arm around her and helped her up. "Here, lean on me. Try not to use your right leg."
Rogue looked up at him for a second and her expression was like many in one. Embarrassment, pain, appreciation, and fright. Fright? What was she afraid of?
They walked silently together to the hospital wing, Rogue gripping Scott's good shoulder as she leaned against him, and him gripping her side so she could walk without using her right leg, together.
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Sorry that Rogue has to get hurt two chapters in a row, but I got the ideas and just had to flow with them. I hope you still like. and I hope I'm not overdoing it. (which I probably am knowing me.) Anyway, I've got an idea for the next chapter, but I'm still open for ideas, so if you have any. spill. :D
Thanx for the reviews!!!
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"Uh, thanks, Scott." Rogue said quietly. She then moved over and next to Kurt.
"You okay?" He asked in a worried voice.
"Uh, yeah." Rogue replied.
"Ve vere vorried, vhat happned?" Kurt asked.
Rogue looked at Jean. _Ah won't tell if y'don want meh too._ Rogue said mentally, hoping Jean would catch that she was talking to her.
_I'm, uh, well, pretty embarrassed about it. I really didn't mean to. If I'd have known I was hurting you._ She trailed.
_It's alright Jean! Okay, Ah won't tell._ "It was nothin', just an accident." Rogue replied.
The door opened. "Kurt, Jean, your next." Logan said as Kitty and Evan walked into the room. Rogue felt bad. She had been the only one actually injured. It made her feel weak.
"I guess that leaves us as partners." Scott said in a very out of place tone. He didn't know how to talk to her anymore.
"Guess so." Rogue replied, suddenly feeling very embarrassed. Only minutes ago she had been lying in his arms. Maybe if it hadn't been quite like this, and she had actually known it was him holding her, she could have actually enjoyed it. Now she was just completely embarrassed.
After a while of awkward silence, Kurt and Jean walked back in through the door.
"Okay, Stripes, Cyclops, your turn." He said, beckoning them into the room.
~
Scott entered the room again and looked around. Of course nothing had changed, but he needed something to distract him so his thoughts wouldn't get the better of him.
"Okay, which one wants to be blindfolded this time 'round?" Logan asked, waving the blindfold.
"I will." Scott said when Rogue looked at him as if not knowing weather to volunteer or not.
Logan shrugged and tied it tightly on Scott's head after Scott had removed his visor.
"Oh great." Rogue muttered. "Now neither o' us have powers."
"You still have them Stripes, you just decide not to use 'em." Logan replied with a shrug, then he turned to walk off.
"Well, maybe if y'knew what it was lihke t'use mah powers, y'wouldn't either." Rogue mumbled so low that Scott almost missed it.
Actually for a second he thought he had and had questioned, "What's that?"
"Uh, nothin'." Rogue replied quickly. He then noticed even through the blindfold and his eyelids, that the light turned down.
Rogue laid her hand lightly on his shoulder. So lightly, that at first he had wondered if he was just imagining it. "There's a tunnel in front, Ah'm gonna lead y'though. Ah can't see much, so yer goin' t'hafta bare with me." Rogue said, she then pushed slightly on his shoulder, insinuating that he should walk forward.
Scott continued to walk forward, every muscle alert for action. It was beginning to be nerve-racking that nothing had happened yet though, and Rogue was obviously feeling the same way, for her light touch had become tense and nearly painful. She was much stronger then he would have given her credit for.
Rogue suddenly pulled him back and his back ran into the wall, but it seemed as if that was what Rogue was aiming for. "Press yo'self against the wall or y'gonna get run ovah!" Rogue warned quickly.
Scott quickly obeyed, but flinched, for now Rogue's grip was even tighter and it really did hurt. He figured though, that if you got as little physical contact as she did, you probably wouldn't know how tight is too tight too.
"Ease off a bit would you?" He asked nicely. "You're stronger then you probably think." Scott warned.
"Oh! Ah'm sorry Scott." Rogue replied quickly, and she completely let go for a second. It was then back on his shoulder again, but as light as it had in the first place.
"What had happened? I mean, why did I have to press me up against the wall? What would have run over us?" He asked.
"Well, tha tunnel's at a slant and a boulder came down. Ah think Logan's bin watchin' too much Extreme Elimination." Rogue replied.
"What?" Scott asked confused, having no idea what Rogue was talking about.
"Duck!" Rogue yelled, pulling him down as she dived to duck too.
Scott immediately ducked, just in time too. Whatever went over their heads had been so close it had ruffled his hair.
Once he was crouched down Rogue held him there. He wondered what it was that was going over their head, but before he could ask, Rogue's shoulder dug into his and it sent him onto his side. There was then an "umph" as something obviously hit Rogue.
"Rogue? Are you okay?" Scott asked, getting to his knees.
"Yeah, Ah'm fine." Rogue replied, but he could hear from her voice that something pained her.
"Get up, we're almost t'the end o' the tunnel." Rogue said, but this time she sounded fine, like nothing had just hurt her.
He stood and Rogue's hand was back on his shoulder and she was leading him forward. After a slight couple of moments Rogue spoke. "Ah've got good news and bad news." Rogue informed him.
"Let's hear the good news first." Scott replied.
"Okay, good news, we're outta the tunnel. That bad news; we're surrounded bah men that don' look easy t'bring down." Rogue answered. "There's three behind us, two in front, and one on either side." Rogue continued.
Scott nodded. This would be hard. Rogue was right, neither of them had their power for this. Perhaps if he told her to steal his. but there were things in his head that he didn't want her to see. Not yet at least. If it had been sooner, then he would have had nothing to hide since she had already seen everything. But then again, this was a stimulation to practice trust. "Rogue, take my power." Scott said, grabbing her hand that was on his shoulder and facing where he figured she must be.
"What? NO!" Rogue replied, pulling her hand away.
"Look, neither of us have our power to use which leaves us quite hopeless-"
"Scott, Ah never knew quite 'how' much y'mistrusted me." Rogue interrupted, almost playfully. "To you're right! One's charging!" Rogue warned. "Go low!" Rogue directed. Scott ducked and someone ran into him, but his feet were firmly placed and he didn't fall over. He punched at the person and his fist met his stomach.
"Behind ya!" Rogue warned, but her voice was slightly haggard which Scott figured was the result of currently fighting.
He ducked again and rolled away. The man that had charged from behind ran into the one in front. A fist met his back and he staggered forward. As he did, he listened even more carefully, and off slightly to the left he could hear sounds of battle. It must be Rogue.
A fist met his back again and he quickly averted his attention to whoever was punching him. He punched high and was surprised at how accurate that punch had been. He had gotten the guy right in the jaw.
Scott grabbed the thing's shoulder, but suddenly it went completely limp and the sound of fighting stopped.
"Good job." Logan said, taking the blind fold off Scott. He then walked over to Rogue and put it on her.
Scott looked at her. Now it was his turn to guide her. She waited and then the lights went down and the stimulation came in view.
"So, where are we?" Rogue asked.
Scott laid his hand on her shoulder and replied, "We're in a cave." He didn't move though, his normal thoughts had escaped him. It had been in right after being in a cave where they had been able to finally convince Rogue to join their side. Well, 'they' hadn't convinced her. After Mystique had pushed him off the side of a cliff Rogue had absorbed her and found that Mystique had betrayed her. That must have been around the time that he had betrayed her too. After that day it had been Jean all the way. And Rogue had even saved his life.
Scott shook his head, then realized that they both were still just standing there. Obviously Rogue was thinking about that time too.
"We better get moving." Scott said, beckoning for her to go forward with a slight nudge with his palm.
Rogue jolted a bit, being taken so quickly out of her thought. "Uh, yeah, sorry." Rogue said quickly. They then headed forward. The ground suddenly shook sending Scott to the ground. Rogue had managed to maintain her balance though. It was funny how that girl always seemed to beat him in physical things. 'She really should try out for some sports at school.'
"What was thaht? Avalanche?" Rogue asked.
"I dunno." Scott replied standing up. "I didn't see anything that might have caused that." There was then a loud creak and he looked around to see one of the stalactites on the ceiling swaying slightly, it's deadly point right above them.
There was then a snap and Scott dived into Rogue pushing her to the ground. He fell onto her and she quickly grabbed his arms tightly and threw him off her. "Scott! What just happened?" She called to where they both had been. She jumped to her feet and got in a fighting stance.
"I'm over here, where you threw me." He replied, rubbing his now aching butt where he had landed. He knew that he'd think twice from now on before ever attacking her.
"Oh Scott! Ah'm sorry! Ah thought we were bein' attacked!" Rogue quickly apologized.
"It's okay." Scott assured her, walking toward her. "We better get moving again though."
"Okay, you're the leader." Rogue replied with a shrug.
Scott cringed slightly. For some reason that had sounded wrong. He knew that he basically was the leader, and he didn't mind the title, but it sounded weird coming from Rogue. He really hadn't heard her say that that much.
"Come on." He said dryly, taking her shoulder again and leading them forward. There was a slight slope of rocks then that they had to go down. "Careful where you put your feet. We're going down hill and there looks like there's a 'lot' of loose rocks.
He stepped down the slope and carefully led Rogue down next to him. At one point, almost halfway down the slope, Rogue accidentally caught her foot on a rather large stone and stumbled forward trying not to trip, Scott grabbed both of her shoulders but the rocks under him began to slide. This caused other rocks to be unlodged and soon they fell onto their backs and were being pelted with stones as they came tumbling around them.
Scott soon lost sight of Rogue as they slide away from each other and he attempted to cover his head as he slid down, rocks hitting his arms, legs, and head if they somehow managed to get between his arms. Not only was he being pelted by rocks though, but he was also scraping across them as he fell downward. He was sure that he had a rock jammed deep into his shoulder.
Soon he wished he couldn't feel all together. His body had rolled slightly and he was falling with his left arm scraping extremely painfully against the rocks.
Finally he was at the bottom, but this was probably worse. He was still lying over rocks while more landed on him as they hit the bottom and began piling over them, the weight beginning to be unbearable.
When the final sounds of rocks falling, he attempted at movement. Every muscle in his body protested and the weight was almost too much to even breath.
"Rogue!" Came the ruff voice of Logan. "Scott!"
"I'm over here!" Scott yelled. There was then the sound of Logan's adamantium claws coming out. The rocks over him were then being cut loose. Finally the rocks over his head was being lifted up and he shifted slightly to look up and see Logan's worried face. Scott then cringed as every muscle in his body screamed for attention.
"I'll get you out, don't worry." Logan assured him, then he began lifting other rocks over him. "Where's Stripes?" He asked.
Scott's chest tightened suddenly as he thought of Rogue. She had been caught in the rock slide too and was probably under all these rocks too. "I- I don't know, she tripped and-" He trailed off as Logan helped him up. He had a hard time standing though. His clothes were torn and he was bleeding from scrapes all over his arms, back, and legs. His face was even badly scratched. His left arm was the worse off and he couldn't really even move it. He looked down and wished he hadn't. His arm was extremely scratched and his shoulder was- he felt suddenly sick and he didn't want to think about it. He looked up. "We have to find her!" Scott said, forcing strength into his legs and hand as he began to dig through the rocks at the bottom of the slope with his left arm dangling uselessly.
He couldn't help but worry. If Logan had stopped the stimulation (the lights were still on, but the slope had really physically been there, how, Scott had no idea) then this really was serious. They could have been seriously wounded and now Rogue was lying under all these rocks.
What was he talking about? 'He' was seriously wounded. He couldn't even move his arm with his free will.
"What in the name of all that's holy were you thinking by putting something like this in here?!" Scott demanded of Logan as he furiously dug through the rocks, his pain forgotten and replaced with worry.
"The rock she tripped over was a base rock. There was absolutely no way this would have happened in any other case. It just so happened that she dislodged that specific rock!" Logan replied, standing still and sniffing the air.
"Well, where is she?!" Scott demanded furiously.
"That way." Logan replied, pointing to an area and walking toward it, still sniffing the air. "She's under here."
Scott began moving the rocks away frantically while Logan helped. After a little bit of digging they could see her small form lying crumpled and limp on the ground. "Rogue! Rogue!" Scott said frantically, moving closer to her. Her body and clothes was much in the same shape as his was. Her worse injury was her hip though. It had a huge gash and he felt sick again and he could feel his face turning probably a shade of light green.
He cautiously rolled her onto her back for his gloves had been torn almost completely off and hers had been too. He then moved her head into his lap where he saw she probably hit her head which was the reason for her being unconscious.
"Stripes! Stripes, wake up!" Logan said, holding his hand as if to shake her, but as if he would break her if he touched her. "Rogue!"
There was a groan of pain and her eyes opened slightly. She looked around. "Ah screwed up, didn't Ah?" She asked sarcastically, a slight and forced smile on her lips. She groaned again. "Ah think Ah hurt mah hip." She went to look down but Scott quickly put his hand up to stop her, which was successful for Rogue quickly turned her head away so their skin didn't meet. "What's up?" She asked.
"Uh, you just don't want to see it." Scott replied. "Here, I'll carry you." He offered.
Rogue lifted an eyebrow. "Number one, Ah wouldn't let y'carry me; and number two, doesn' look lihke y'could if Ah'd let ya." Rogue said, looking at Scott's left arm and shoulder skeptically. "Ah'll manage walking."
It was Scott's turn to look at her skeptically, and his eyes quickly wandered to her injured hip. When he looked back up at Rogue, her face was even paler then usual and he noticed that she had followed his gaze.
She quickly shook her head as if to clear it and looked up at Logan. "Ah'm gonna kill ya!" Rogue teased.
"Okay, but do it later. You two think you can manage to make it to the hospital wing? I have to lecture the rest of the team." Logan said standing up.
Scott looked up at the man in disbelief. Had he even looked at them?! Neither of them was in the shape to stand let alone try to make it to the hospital wing.
Logan missed the look and hurried away from them. When Scott looked back at Rogue, she was trying to get up and was nearly there, but her face was distorted in pain and he could tell that she was holding her breath so she wouldn't make any sounds of pain. Scott just stared at her for a couple seconds, amazed at how determined and strong she was. She truly was beautiful. Even with cuts all over her, she looked amazing, and oddly radiant. For those few seconds he just stared, it was all he could do.
Rogue attempted to take a step forward and successfully stepped onto her left leg. As she brought her right leg forward with an intake of pained breath, she set her right leg down and tried to lift her next leg. There was a scream of pain and Rogue fell onto her knees. Scott jumped up as she tensed every muscle in an attempt to block out all of the pain.
Scott slipped his right arm around her and helped her up. "Here, lean on me. Try not to use your right leg."
Rogue looked up at him for a second and her expression was like many in one. Embarrassment, pain, appreciation, and fright. Fright? What was she afraid of?
They walked silently together to the hospital wing, Rogue gripping Scott's good shoulder as she leaned against him, and him gripping her side so she could walk without using her right leg, together.
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Sorry that Rogue has to get hurt two chapters in a row, but I got the ideas and just had to flow with them. I hope you still like. and I hope I'm not overdoing it. (which I probably am knowing me.) Anyway, I've got an idea for the next chapter, but I'm still open for ideas, so if you have any. spill. :D
Thanx for the reviews!!!
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