I was going to edit the last chapter, 'cause I had forgotten dearest Piotr but I don't feel like it so just pretend he was in the last chapter.

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"Ahh! Get the hell away from me you bloody weed whacker!" Pyro ran down the hall with wide, scared eyes.

The Professor wheeled out of his office, a brow raised at Logan who walked down the hall. Other than a grunt from Wolverine, the next sound heard was the sound of his metal claws snapping back into his forearm.

"You don't want to know." Logan muttered, narrowing his eyes as he came to a stop. "Find anything with the security cameras?"

The Professor shook his head. "Afraid not, Logan. The security and alarms were shut off not long after we left. I fear this was an inside job."

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'I feel like I was run over by a tractor trailer.' Sam's eyes slowly opened only to reveal that he was strapped to a white cot in a bright white room. As he began to regain consciousness, he felt a dull ache in his neck. 'Where the heck am I? I reckon it ain't the institute.' He tried to use his powers but found his body too weak to respond. What was happening..? He could only close his eyes and hope to wake up back in his bed back home.

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"You all right?" Remy was sitting at the edge of her bed, a concerned look sketched on his face.

"I'm not sure." She stated, sitting up. "I think I had the weirdest.. dream. It was like an out of body experience."

"I had one of those before. I was naked in Antarctica."

Rogue shot him a look. "I'm serious. I felt like I was connected.." An incredulous look had appeared on her face, as if she couldn't even believe what she was saying. "With someone?"

"Sure as hell wasn't me."

"Of course it wasn't you. Why the heck would I ever—"


"Is there something going on between you two that I don't know about?" Pyro asked, standing in the doorway of her room. He watched the two with amused eyes.

"Yes." Remy suddenly said in a bored monotone. "We secretly got eloped in Louisiana because I knocked her up."

"But she can't.." The young pyromaniac was suddenly at a loss of words. "Without you going night-night.. and.. Ooh, you're lying, aren't you?"

"Wow Rem-Rem, you really can't get anything past him." She lightly elbowed him. His arm then wrapped itself around her fragile shoulders.

"Yeah, good thing he won't guess our real secret."

"Oh great. My bloody Wolvie senses are tingling." They heard John mumbled before speeding off faster than the Roadrunner.

"Chuck wants to talk to you too." Logan stated, now standing in their doorway. Immediately, Remy removed his arm. "Now."

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"Find any leads?" Rogue asked, barging into the Professor's office, Remy at her heels.

"Actually Rogue, I want to piece all this together. Would you mind answering a few questions for me?"

For a minute, she just stared at him blinking. 'What do you need to know, Prof? I wasn't here when it happened.'

'Can you remember anything that seemed out of place before you left?'

'Sorry, I didn't examine anything before leaving.'

Remy sensed the telepathic conversation between the two and sat down. There he just sat there, twiddling his thumbs.

'I think this was an inside job.'

"And you think I did it?" With her sudden out burst, Remy nearly tipped back in the chair. "You think I went along with kidnappin' my team mates? I may be the Rogue but I ain't a turncoat."

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"It really quiet in this joint without all of the little rascals." John declared following Amara around the institute. "Say, 'Mara, you think anything is going on between Wonder Cajun and Super Absorbent Girl?"

"Shh." She hissed, giving him an aggravated look.

"Aren't we peachy.."

"I said shut up!"  

"Geesh, what's your problem?"

"I'm sick of doing this." She snapped at him.

"Then don't walk around."

"Not of walking around!" Amara stared at him like he was a complete idiot but we all know he wasn't a complete idiot; some parts were indeed missing!

"What crawled up your ass and died?" Pyro asked, suddenly feeling quite cranky and tired instead of hyper.

"The same thing that's between your ears."

That made no sense. Not even to Pyro. His eye twitched with a furious passion of confusion. "Air?"

"Dead air."

"Ooh. You blew one?"

She just decided to give up and hurried off, away from him.

"What?" He asked out loud, to himself. "What?" He just sighed. "Girls; the one thing that's harder to understand than myself." He paused. "Or something?" Another pause. "I don't know!" Pause. "Just shut up!" Pause. "Fine!"

"You know, it's all right to talk to yourself out loud but when you respond.." Remy stood there, his arms crossed over his chest. His usual smirk was placed on his face.

"Where's your other half?"

Remy looked around, one brow raised in confusion. "Eh?"

Pyro now looked as confused as Remy. "Huh?"

"I don't know."

"Me neither." He said, scratching his wild mane of orange hair. He then started frolicking down the hallway and down the staircase, Remy following him. They didn't stop until Pyro bounced into the kitchen and opened up the fridge. "What to eat, what to eat."

"The Professor is scanning Rogue's mind."

"Mind control." The pyromaniac muttered, picking up a jar of something. He opened it, sniffed it, made a face and put it back in. "It's like Professor of The Corn."

"John." Remy's tone became serious, but the other male didn't seem to notice. "Do you know what happened? Anything that we don't know?"

"We? You're with the X-Men now? How touchin'! Like a Lifetime movie."

"Nearly every mutant here was abducted. If you were here—"

"You caught me!" Pyro's dark green eyes flashed. "I have everyone horded in the truck of my van!" He glanced over at the clock. "Well, it's their air time." He slammed the door to the fridge shut and walked out of the room.

"Okay." Remy blinked, slightly deadpanned. "What just happened here?" Deciding that he would never know, he walked back to the Professor's office.

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"Scott. This is awful. I can't even contact any of them." Jean gave an oh so frustrated sigh.  "And since Cerebro isn't either. This is just awful."

Scott, who seemed rather flushed, looked just as frustrated as her. He mumbled a bunch of threats and all that other angry-angsty-self-blaming stuff.

Yeah, so, screw them and lets get back to the important people.

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Pyro whistled a tune, which sounded like 'Jingle Bells' interacted with 'Opps I Did It Again' as he walked down the hallway. "Here my little fire hazard fireball." He called softly as he decided to walk into her room. The second he stepped about a foot into the room, arms suddenly wrapped around his neck and a damp cloth was placed over his nose. Gasping, he took a deep breath. He felt like his nose hairs were burned as his body when limp and he fell into a deep sleep..

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Remy walked into Xavier's office right as the Professor was pushed back over ten feet into the wall, and Rogue went sailing back into the wall. She hit the wall hard and slid down it. Rogue now just laid there, half conscious. Charles looked shocked as he stared ahead with wide eyes.

"Ow." Rogue suddenly mumbled, rubbing her head as she sat up. "Ugh. Apparently my mind didn't want to be tapped into." A soft groan escaped her lips as Remy, who looked slightly concerned, helped her to her feet.

"You all right?" He asked, gently brushing strands out of her face.

"No, I have a killer headache."

"Rogue." Charles spoke up. "I did managed to impel myself into your mind. I did manage to get a glimpse before your mind shut me out."

"Now he knows your deepest darkest secret." Rogue leaned against Remy, feeling exhausted. She glanced up at him, and let out a small fake sob.

"He knows what I did last summer."

"You're going to die in seven days."

She leaned in and whispered, "I see dead people."

The two Southerners looked amused, but clearly the Professor was not. He sat there, deathly pale. The bald telepath was staring at Rogue like she had just gone bald! There happened to be a dark side to the stare. Perhaps envy? Haha, No.

Professor Xavier cleared his throat. "Rogue. This is serious."

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Ororo stood in the control room, examining the controls. Amara had walked in minutes earlier and was now leaning against the wall.

"I'm sorry." Amara spoke up softly after a while. "If only I was here, I could have stopped them." A small sob escaped her lips as she lowered her head and into her hands and cried. Her small smirk was hidden from the Weather witch who stopped was she was doing and turned around to face the hysterical Brazilian.

"Child." Her eyes watered up. You could hear thunder coming from outside and if you were outside you would see that it was raining out and that there were a few lightning bolts here and there. Ororo had to remind herself not to get too upset or by tomorrow morning there would be cows in everyone's front yard. "Don't blame yourself for this terrible misfortune."

"But no one is doing anything." She sobbed into her hands. "How are we supposed find them when everyone is just standing around?"

"We're going to find out who did this, Amara." Ororo reassured her, not feeling too confident about it. If Ororo found out who was behind the abduction, she'd probably do something cruel to them using her earthly powers. After Wolverine used them as a scratching boards and so on. Ororo then hugged Amara, who hesitantly hugged back, tightly, "We're going to get everyone back, Child, I—" She was cut off when she felt something sharp penetrate the back of her neck. Her whole body seemed to feel numb as her vision became blurry. Unwillingly, her eyelids closed and she felt her body come in contact with the ground as she fell into a dreamless sleep.

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"It's like there's a block that's blocking me, Scott!"

"That's what mental blocks do, Jean. Whoever took them must either be working with a telepath or is one." The annoying couple sat in the living room now.

"Scott." Jean winced, her fingertips at her temples. She sounded breathless and in sudden pain. Scott was immediately at her side.

"Jean, what's wrong?"

"Scott, they're.. here.." She groaned, falling off the couch. "And they're getting closer.." Jean felt as if someone were forcefully entering her mind and sending shooting pains through her. Veins became noticeable around her forehead and shot out from her neck. It wasn't long until she blacked out.

"Jean!" Scott cried out as he heard a noise from behind him. He slowly turned around to see Amara standing in the doorway of the room. "Go get Professor X, Magma, now!"

She didn't run off. She just stood there; a small smile planted on her face.

Seconds later, a scream could be heard throughout the mansion.

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Kitty's eyes slowly opened, only to be greeted by a bright light. She blinked a few times but her eyes refused to adjust. Her body felt worn out and all together, mentally and physically, she felt exhausted. It wasn't long until she slowly started to drift off.

'Rogue..' 

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Wow. I worked so hard on this chapter yet it still feels.. I don't know. It just doesn't feel.. Well, satisfactory. I did work hard on this chapter, although it doesn't show it. Oh well, I'll try to update a tad bit sooner next time.