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As he walked in, he spotted the note on the fridge, and pulled it off, getting himself a glass of water while he read it.

As he finished, he jumped up, knocking over the glass which tipped its contents onto the table and over his knee.

"JOHN!" no answer. "JOHNNY!" Again, silence. "PYRO!" Nothing. Nada. "ALLERDYCE GET Y' ASS DOWN HERE!" There was a muffled thump then:

"Alright alright! I'm comin' mate, no need ta shout Gammie.... Ey.... Where's Lauren?"

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Lauren tapped lightly at Rogue's window, not needing to tap loudly, the goth already having been awake and waiting for her. She had just known she was coming. Sliding up the window, she helped her in.

"Ya suah ya wanna do this?" Lauren nodded.

"I wanna help." Rogue held up a hand.

"Show meh first...." Smiling slightly, Lauren held up her hand, for Rogue to look at the ring.

"Its beautehful."

"I know. Can we get this done?"

"Th' library.... 'S close ta th' 'firmary incase we need it, An' no-one goes in there.... 'Specially not at this tihme o' night."

Lauren nodded and the two started down the corridor.

"Ya din't tell him ya were comin' did ya?" Lauren shook his head.

"He'da stopped me, and I don't want him to worry, although...." She grimaced slightly. "I saw Remy on my way out.. .Think he'll tell John I went out at 2 in the morning?"

"Ah dunno.... Ah don' think so."

"Good.."

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"Dat b' Remy's point.... Lore NOT b' here!"

"Well where's m' sheilah then?"

"I have an idea comrades." Piotr spoke up, still a littlr groggy and annoyed at being woken up.

"Where?"

"Rogue." He said simply, as John's jaw dropped slightly and he shook his head.

"Nah, M' Sheilah PROMISED she wouldn't do anythin' stupid mate.... She wouldn't...."

"Maybe she don' see it as stupid homme."

"Gambit may just be right."

"I gotta go mates...." He looked worried, and Remy tossed him the car keys from the hook behind him. "Thanks Gammie...." And he ran out of the house, jumping into the car, and pulling away quickly, a small flame coming from the exhaust due to the fitted NOS.

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Taking a deep breath, Lauren held out her hand to Rogue.

"C'mon girl.... let's get this finished, as a nice surprise for the boys...." Rogue smiled, genuinely.

"Thanks." Before taking her hand.

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"Rogue's asleep...." Scott Summers insisted, yawning and annoyed at being woken up at 2am to answer the door. Suddenly, Jean appeared from behind him.

"Honestly Mate.... She's not...."

"Look, Pyro, She is, okay? And we haven't seen Lauren!"

"Rogue has." Jean's voice came. "She's with her now...." She gasped. "They're touching again! The Professor told them not to! Its dangerous!" Scott groaned.

"Guess we'd better find them then?"

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Rogue's eyes fluttered behind closed eyelids, as memories – Lauren's memories – began to wash over her.

-0-0-

A four year old Rogue was sat with her parents when the door burst open. She just sat there, calming watching television while the man spoke with her parents in the other room. When they came back, her mother kissed her forehead.

"Marie.... sweetie.... Ya goah with this man ya heah? He gonn' take care of yah. Ah'll see ya soon Marie...."

She looked up at him with her emerald green eyes and took his hand, placing her faith in what her mother had told her.

-0-0-

"That's impossible! Ah was an onleh child!"

-0-0-

He unbuckled the straps holding her down and she hugged him, questioning quietly for answers.

"Shhh, its alright Marie." He whispered to her, while holding her gently. That's when she caught sight of the other girl, strapped down on a table behind him. She was about the same age as Rogue, the same build, almost identical, except she was still asleep and she had dark green hair.

"Who's that?" She asked.

"No-one dear. No-one of importance."

-0-0-

"Ah know, Ah know, that was yah...."

-0-0-

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. Evetually, she fell asleep.

When she awoke, AK-307-B glanced in the mirror again, again seeing the things that were wrong. Curling back into a ball, she listened to the men coming and going outside her cell, pretending to be sleeping still whenever anyone stopped close by.

"Are you sure AK-307 wont remember any of this facility?"

"Posative Sir. The drug we gave her, plus the memory altering, should prove successful."

"And the chance of the mutation?"

"Gone Sir. We successfully removed the mutant gene from AK-307."

"How is she?" There was the sound of something being slid back on the door, then back into place.

"Still sleeping Sir."
"Open the door, I want to see what the Mutant Gene looks like." The door opened, and through half-closed eyelids, Lauren saw the man who had given her the juice looking at her oddly.

"What do we do with her Sir?"

"We keep her. I want to study her. You're sure there was none of her in Marie when she left?"

"Posative. This one.... Lauren.... Has all the REAL memories.... the ones in Marie are the ones you put there Sir."

"Good." Smiling, he stood and walked out, pausing at the door. "You're going to make me very famous, and very rich. The personification of the mutant gene in Marie Darkholme. I wouldn't be surprised if I won the Nobel prize for this."

"Sir?"

"Yes Sgt.?"

"Why doesn't she look like Rogue?"

"I had to have a way of telling them apart. The colour's natural. Altered the Genetics. Lock it Sgt. She doesn't come out, no-one goes in."
"Yes Sir!"

-0-0-

Rogue gasped, trying to pull away from Lauren.

"You're..... You're MEH...."

"Don't let go.... There's more...." Lauren's voice came out as a whisper, and Rogue moved her other hand up to help her free her first one. Lauren took hold of this one as well. "I need to show you...."

-0-0-

"Raven, Irene! So good of you two to come visit me, and with little Marie as well! Hello dear." A Twelve year old Rogue smiled a little at the man. He noticed that the white stripes that had appeared in the front of her hair after they extracted the mutant gene, were still there. "And such pretty hair you have!"

"Thank yah...." She smiled.

"Lieutenant, please go fetch Lauren for Marie to play with...." A few minutes later, a very tired looking, twelve year old Lauren appeared. She smiled a little when she looked at Marie, knowing that that was what HER reflection was supposed to look like.... without the white stripes. She hadn't had those growing up....

"Hello...." Marie whispered. Lauren took her hand and pulled her off to play.

"Are you sure this is wise Dr?"

"Absolutely Raven. There is no possible way for the Gene to get back into her. She's perfectly safe.... And She'll never be a mutant."

"Good."

-0-0-

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A/N: Yep, that's enough for tonight.... hope that starts to clear some things up..... Oooh, aren't you sick now.... So close with the guesses, but yet so far away! Don't worry, I have more to come.... more more more....*le-sigh*

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