A/N: Wohoo! No-one knows what Lore is! I am so happy! Lol. READER REVIEWS!

Ishandahalf – Yay, Romyness! And fluff! I was depressing myself. I needed fluff. And I know you'd kill me if I didn't put some Romy Fluff in somewhere soon. Heh, the Luv-Love thing came from a convo with my sister. Its disturbing how much like Kitty she is, except Kitty might have hidden depth and is actually a Valley-Girl.... My sis just acts it. Lol, more fluff coming, I promise! Oh, and the past stuff of course.... lol. I wanna break a Non-Magical Crack Bunny....

Star-of-Chaos -  Yay! FLUFF! How to please readers – Fluff, fluff and MORE FLUFF!!! :D Glad ya liked.

STORY!

~*~*~Update~*~*~

Remy leant in and placed a soft, lingering kiss on Rogue's lips, not realising nothing was happening with regards to her powers,  and slipped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Rogue's hands had moved up around his neck, and what surprised him most was how they weren't pushing him away for once. Finally, they came up for air.

"Wow Chere...."

"Ah know.... ah can control it nahw...."

"Chere.... I meant dat DAT was a kiss wort' waitin' f'." He grinned.

"That was some kiss Cajun...."

"Ya first Chere?"  She nodded. "Den Remy need t' make up f' all de ones he nev'r got t' give y'." Happily, she pulled him in for another.

~*~*~

After the partial success of Rogue's first session with Lauren, Rogue's ability to touch lasted 30 Minutes solid, and after that, Rogue needed to concentrate really hard on them for a further 10 minutes, after which she was too tired to keep it up, and Remy did end up in the infirmary. Fortunately, he was only there for a day, of which Rogue spent 23/24 hours at his bedside, the one hour she was absent being when Hank carried her to her room. The only problem with Rogues new-found ability to touch, was that she had to use the 40 minutes in a solid amount of time, and only once a day. During this time, she has to concentrate to use her powers.

After observing her for a day, Remy cornered St John at the Acolytes house about it.

"Gammie! Mate! 'Ows ya sheilah?"

"Bonne. John.... Remy need a fav'r.... pour Rogue."

"Sorry Mate, I'm Australian.."

"Need a fav'r."

"Sure.... Is it gonna 'urt?"

"Non.... Could y' talk t' Lore.... 'bout Chere?"

"I s'pose I could...."

"T'anks.... Remy owe y'."

"I know.." He grinned manically as Remy walked away, already thinking of what he could ask.

~*~*~

Lore was sat on her bed, thinking, when John walked in.

"John.... I've had an idea...." She patted the bed next to her, and he obediently sat. "I'm going to touch Rogue again.... but a session a day should.... y'know.... Be good.... help her a lot." She looked at him. "What do ya think?"

"B-b-b-but LORE!" When she stood, he pulled her onto his knee, wrapping his arms around her so she couldn't move. "Y' don't 'ave the strength luv. I saw 'ow ya were after last time, everyday'll kill ya!"

"But I can help Mari – Rogue." She winced, remembering to correct herself. "So I'm going to." She finished softly, defiantly.

"Every other day then.... jus' promise me ya wont do anythin' stupid.... like 'old on for too long."

"MY gift cancels hers so it doesn't ma...."

"PROMISE me Luv." After a brief pause, she sighed.

"I promise John. Wont do nothin' stupid. Happy?"

"I'll be 'appy when ya get back into bed and get that rest ya need." He chided, picking her up and pulling back the covers, laying her down and pulling them up over her.

~*~*~

Despite the slight light-headedness she felt, Rogue was like Pietro on Pixie Sticks. If 10 minutes with Lore equalled half an hour, they'd only have to do it 48 times.... well, 47 now.... or maybe less.... maybe it would give her own control a kick-start.

She hadn't managed to miss Kitty when she came downstairs, and got caught by the Valley-girl.

"Oh my god, this is like, totally awesome!" She squeeked, her voice getting higher and higher as she spoke. After three minutes, she ducked outside, stopping to give Little Jamie a hug.

"Y' look like y' jus' ridded de world o' de colour pink Chere." A teasing voice came from above her, and she grinned, looking up.

"Ah wish Ah had...." she grinned. "Get dohwn from there Swamp-rat, else Ah'll hafta knock th' tree dohwn.." Smirking slightly, he slid down and wrapped his arms around her middle, bending down slightly to place one of his soft, lingering kisses on her lips, his hand moving to the back of her neck, while he deepened their kiss.

Pulling away a moment later, smiling, he rested his forehead against hers, looking in her eyes.

"Y' know, Ah cahnt think of ah bettah way ta say hello...." He raised his eyebrow.

"Remy can t'ink o' lots better ways t' say bonjour chere.... he show y' if y' want...."

~*~*~

Lauren returned two days later for the next session, when she'd gotten back to her usual happy self. The fact that she was back to normal and hyper-enough to put up with him was enough to keep St John happy, although he still wasn't keen on her going through with it.

"Remy 'preciates it luv, but still...."

"John, ya said I could!"

"I love Lore, but.."

"NO buts Johnny-boy.... I'm doing this...." Sighing, he kissed her forehead.

"Jus' be careful ey?" Rolling her eyes she nodded and left a soft kiss on his cheek, following Rogue into the Professors study.

~*~*~

As time went by, and Lauren, John and Remy spent more time at the Mansion, the X-Men slowly warmed upto them. Their appearance was no longer regarded with distrust, but with a welcome. Sometimes the three would stay for dinner, and sometimes Rogue would come back to the Acolyte's house with them to spend the night. Occasionally, Piotr would accompany them, at which Kitty spent most of her time, trying to get him to speak as much as she did. He seemed to enjoy himself listening to her speak.

As time went by, Rogue's control evened out. After the Fifth session, she could choose when her control was on, and it wasn't on all at once. She could turn her gift on and off when she wanted, and she no longer got the headaches from absorbing someone. Lauren's Psyche was more in her mind now, although still silent, and still with Remy's at the front of her mind. St John's joined them, almost as quiet as Lauren's, although that wasn't through choice. She hadn't touched him long enough for it to gain a strong voice. Her psyche's were now behind steels walls, and even 'Miss Marvel', Kitty and Kurt's couldn't get out.

John was still sulking that Lauren kept putting him through this, and he hated seeing how weak she was afterwards, although it didn't deter her one bit.

More of Rogue's memories came back, although only of the lab, with Lauren.

-0-0-

"Marie, this is just a bad dream. You never came to this place, you never left with me. Your house was set on fire and you escaped. When you did, you started running. A lady called Raven found you on the streets and took you in. Raven and Irene are your parents now."

-0-0-

She remembered the man in the lab. He wasn't nice. What puzzled Rogue was when she started remembering Lauren's memories. Not re-calling them, but remembering them.

-0-0-

"Mr. Stevens...." He called his assistant across to the door. "Make sure we know where experiment Alpha-Kappa-Three-Oh-Seven is at all times. I don't trust Raven as much as she would like me to."

"Yes sir." He turned to walk away.

"Oh, and Mr. Stevens?"

"Sir?"

"Put Alpha-Kappa-Three-Oh-Seven-Beta somewhere safe. Cant risk her escaping."

"Of course Sir."

-0-0-

She knew that was Laurens.... She had already left with Raven and Irene.... she knew she had....

-0-0-

A-K-3-0-7-B was picked up roughly by a giant man, and thrown over his shoulder, being taken down a steel corridor. Finally, they reached the last room in the corridor, and he threw her inside, watching her bounce off the mattress in the corner.

Grunting at the figure that wasn't moving, he slammed the door shut and left, leaving AK307B along in her cell. Getting up slowly, she walked to the mirror, and rubbed the dirt and grime off it with the palm of her hand. The face that stared back at her was definitely her own, but the green hair was.... different. This wasn't right.... and her eyes were wrong as well....

Dropping to the floor, she put her hands over her eyes and cried.

-0-0-

"Mah god...." Rogue whispered, breaking the contact. "They realleh (really) did that?" Lauren nodded sadly.

"Yeah.... That mattress isn't as soft as it looks."

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A/N: I put the flashbacks between -0-0-'s cos I couldn't remember what I did em in before, and so.... well, this works. Next chapter should be up soon. Sorry if it's a little confusing now.... all will be clear soon....