Author's Note-

Amai745- Um... I'm... sorry...?

Dark Dragon Demon Fire- YAY pencils. I'm so happy!

Just me-the cool girl- C'mon, I couldn't kill him. Well, I could but people might hunt me down.

Blood Everlasting- Sadly, her finding out won't happen for a while, maybe next chapter.

UndyingImmortal- Here you go, not as soon as I would have liked but it's up.

Somekindafreaky- I was VERY happy to see your update. And see here's one from me.

Mourning and An Escape Attempt

I took for granted, all the times
That I thought would last somehow
I hear the laughter, I taste the tears
But I can't get near you now
Oh can't you see it baby
You've got me goin' crazy

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
-Richard Marx

Kitty woke up the next morning and looked around herself. More tears filled her eyes as she regarded her surroundings. Betsy was up and dressed. "Hello, love," her new roommate smiled. Kitty sat up wiping her eyes. Betsy frowned when she actually looked at Kitty. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," Kitty whispered getting dressed into some of the things that she had left behind.

"Right," Betsy said. "Don't fib to a telepath."

"Really," Kitty forcing a smile. "I'm okay. Well, I'm not but it's alright."

"What happened? I don't want to pry but do you want to talk about it?"

"Not right now," Kitty said.

"That's fine, I know that you and Rogue were close but... I'd like to be your friend. I mean, hey, we're roomies, we can't hate each other."

"Rogue and I did," Kitty said.

"But I heard-"

"That came later, when we first met we couldn't stand each other. After a couple years we started to get closer." They walked downstairs where breakfast was just beginning.

"Katherine," Xavier said smiling. "It's wonderful to have you back home."

"Thank you, professor," Kitty said. She ate in silence despite some of the others' attempts to draw her into conversation. She fled the room as soon as she finished eating. She was about to go back upstairs when there was a knock on the door. She opened it surprised to see John.

"Hey, luv," he said gently. "How're ya holdin' up?"

"I'm fine," Kitty said obviously lying.

"Question, how many times have ya been tellin' people that rubbish? Anyone who knows ya at all would know the truth."

"But..."

"No, I'm not listenin' t' that," John reached out and pulled Kitty into his arms. "I know better. I saw you two, you loved him, and Remy had never acted the way he acted with you with any other Sheila." She had to wipe her eyes when he released her.

"Darn it, John, I was trying to not cry."

"Good luck with that one." He stepped back. "Wanda sent me to give you your bags. She's grounded. Interestin' when Remy, Piotr and I would make a mistake we got hard labor, she gets grounded."

"Or a death sentence," Kitty said. "Don't forget that."

"Right," John nodded. He walked with her inside carrying the bags for her. "Wanda asked me to make sure that you were okay."

"Tell her that I'm fine. I mean, I'm not great but you guys don't have to worry." Kitty almost smiled. "So, you two seem to be getting close."

"I'll see ya later," John said and walked away. Kitty picked up her bags and brought them up the stairs. Betsy was getting into her uniform.

"Hey, luv, do you want to do the Danger Room session with us?" she asked. "Logan said it was your choice today."

"I'll go," Kitty said. "I guess I should, like, try to keep busy."

Paris

Remy finally got his door open and rushed through the 'jail'. He didn't recognize the place even though he had been in jails all over the country, briefly. He made it to the exit when two men blocked his exit. Remy paused raising an eyebrow. "Y' must be jokin' dis ain't even a challenge."

"No, Mr. LeBeau, but it isn't meant to be." Remy turned met with an elder gentleman. "I must say, I am impressed."

"Who in de hell are y'?"

"I am Trask."

"Ain't dat special." Remy crossed his arms. "Now if y' don' mind Remy has a femme and a life ta get back ta."

"Not any more, Mr. LeBeau. You see, your life now belongs to me."

"Dat's cute, really."

"I assure you, I am completely serious. The authorities have turned you over to me."

"Right." A sudden bolt of electricity went through him forcing him to his knees.

"And I'm afraid that I simply can't allow you to leave."