Touch.
One of the biggest things in life
Is touch.
And when you can't touch…It hurts.
Rogue knows.
I asked about it once.
It sucks.
No kissing,
No holding hands…
Hell, she can't even have a baby.
Touch is all.
Touch is everything.
And when you can't feel human warmth,
Can't feel a lover's kiss,
Can't feel a single brushing of fingertips…
Your heart can break.
Touch is life.
So… Yup, you can kill me. I know I said I'd already typed this up, but it turns out I hadn't (typed it into the computer, I mean). And I was too lazy to type it in. This baby's been lying around since March, and the only fic I can inspire myself to write. Turns out that since season 3 finished, the local station showing it hasn't gotten season 4 yet, which isn't effing fair! I can't get into the right frame of mind to write my OC fic, so it's on hiatus. Oh, and PLEASE accept my appeasement. It's about Jean. PLEASE VOTE! First review gets priority. However, if two or more reviewers ask for the same person, it will be significantly higher on my list.