Part 3
The thoughts that entered into Rogue's mind were driving her mad. Why didn't they bring her sister back? Why hadn't she gone to see her in the hospital? What if she had died? If she was still living, then why hadn't Emory made any contact with her? What if someone was holding her against her will? Is she a mutant, too? All of these thoughts slowly started to make Rogue's head hurt. She fell on her bed and let out a agonizing cry. She just had to find her sister, find out what happened to her. But where on earth would she start her search. Rogue hadn't seen Emory since she was four and had no idea what she even looked like as an adult. There was only one person that could answer her questions and this time it wasn't the Professor. Rogue was going to have to go down to the children's home in Jackson, Mississippi . She trembled at the thought. Reliving the events that took place there in her mind was horrible, but to actually see the place again was going to be a real nightmare. If she wanted answers, she had to go, no matter what was to come. She packed a few items and headed downstairs to let everyone know that she was leaving. As she approached the door, she saw two other suitcases ready to go. One she knew belonged to Remy, but the other one was unfamiliar. She squatted down to take a closer look.
"Uhm, I hope you don't mind my friend, I have volunteered to help you in your search."
She knew that voice. It was warm and friendly. It could only belong to one big blue fuzz ball. She slowly stood up and turned around to view him better. Rogue was right. It was Hank. She smiled at him.
"No sugah ah don't mind. Thank you"
"Remy should be here shortly. He is getting the exact coordinates to our destination as well as permission to use the Blackbird."
After Hank finished speaking, Remy came out of Xavier's study waving a piece of paper and wearing a big smile on his face "Let's go", he said. They made their way to the Blackbird and boarded it only to be greeted by another member of their team. There in one of the pilots seats sat Storm. Rogue walked up to her and laid her hand on her shoulder. Storm smiled at Rogue. Remy handed the paper to Storm who punched the coordinates into the on board computer. A couple hours later they arrived on the front lawn of what used to be Nelson Family Children's Home. Rogue sighed as she exited the Blackbird. The place sure hadn't changed that much. As she walked to the front door she trembled as the memories began to flood her mind. "Stop it!", she told herself. Remy noticed that Rogue was trembling and he took her hand in his. "It's gonna be alright Chere. We be here for you". She gave him a weak smile and slowly walked up the stairs to the front door. What if no one is here? What if Mrs. Nelson died long ago? "Stop it!", she told herself again as she rang the door bell. With every passing moment that they waited the voice inside Rogue grew louder. She rang the door bell again. Still no one answered. As Rogue turned to leave, someone opened the door. "Can ah help you?" Rogue stopped in her tracks and turned back around to face the door. She couldn't believe it. There in the doorway stood a very elderly Mrs. Nelson. Mrs. Nelson squinted her eyes to get a better look at the four standing outside of her door. There stood one very beautiful dark skinned woman with white hair; one very handsome man with strange, but beautiful eyes; one very blue furry man; and a very beautiful woman with emerald eyes that she hadn't seen in a very long time. She stood stunned for a few seconds, then invited them inside. They made their way inside and were shown to the living room.
"Please have a seat. Can ah bring y'all anything to drink?" Mrs. Nelson asked
"No thank ya sugah. I wanna ask you a few questions, if it's alright?" Rogue told the woman.
"You don't have to hon. Ah know why you're here. Ya wanna know about your sister"
"Yeah, but how did ya know that?"
"Ah jus' do. She's very much alive and well. My gawd, you two look alike, always have."
"What happened to her? Did she ever ask about me? What do ya mean we look alike?"
Mrs. Nelson took a deep breath, " She was in a coma for a year after that horrible incident. Ah took her in as my own, after the sudden death of Mr. Nelson. Of course she asked about ya, in fact we tired to find ya. Your foster mother told me that ya died in an accident. Emory was heartbroken. She lost part of herself when she thought that ya died. She lost her friend, her sister, her twin."
Mrs. Nelson handed a recent photo of Emory to Rogue. Rogue gasped when she saw it. Aside from the hair and the eyes, Emory looked exactly like Rogue. Emory's hair was still long and the same color that Rogue remembered, strawberry blonde with small white streaks throughout it. Emory's eyes where blue, but there appeared to be spots of emerald green in them. Rogue passed the picture around to Storm, Remy, and Hank so they could have a good look. They were as surprised as Rogue was.
"Is she a… uhm a.."
"A mutant?" Mrs. Nelson finished Rogue's question for her.
"Yeah, is she a mutant?"
Mrs. Nelson smiled, "Yes dear"
"What exactly are her powers?" a very curious Hank asked
"Ah think ah'll wait for her to tell y'all. Ah'll tell you this, she has more than one talent.", Mrs. Nelson laughed.
"Is she here now?" Storm asked
" No, Ah'm not expecting her back for a few hours. She went out like she does every night. Y'all can wait here if ya want to. She's either out at a place called "The Cellar" or hanging out at the mall. Don't worry The Cellar is mutant friendly. Your blue friend doesn't have to hide his appearance there. Ah can give y'all directions to each of them if ya like."
After a few minutes of discussion between the four, they decided that Storm and Rogue would go to the mall. Hank and Remy would go to The Cellar. Each pair got directions to their designated places and a set of keys to one of Mrs. Nelson's cars.