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"Stop," Rogue cried and shoved Remy off as she began to feel a tingle that meant she could very well put the hansom Cajun in a coma. "Why did you really come here swamp rat?" she demanded suddenly catching Remy off guard.

"No real reason Cherie," he explained sitting himself down in the chair he had just pulled his boots and trench-coat off. She gave him a pissed off look, "Okay, okay, Gambit come on Magneto's orders, but only to watch the mansion Cherie."

"What are you saying?" she asked looking slightly worried as she went over to her dresser and pulled out some cloths to wear.

"Gambit is saying," he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, "that he wants to be with you Cherie," he explained, Rogue stiffened.

"Oh yeh? Well tough shit swamp rat," taking her stuff she stepped out of the thief's embrace and headed for the showers.

"Missing something Cherie?" she whipped around to see her black panties dangling from his fingers, he was smirking.

"Give me those," she snatched them back, "now get out of here," she marched into the shower room and Remy could only sigh as he heard the water turn on and images of Rogue flashed through his mind.

He slapped his hand, "Bad Remy, bad!"

---Andrew---

Looks like Remy pulled another all nighter, Andrew sighed, he still hadn't gotten out of bed, he couldn't be bothered to; there were too many things in his head. He pulled on a leather strap around his neck, pulling it upwards to reveal a small charm on the end. It was, to be more precise, a dream catcher; brown and white with three feathers dangling from the bottom, pretty Indian looking really.

He yawned and thought about Tabitha Smith, oh he'd done a great job with that one, boy, was he an idiot or what?

Tabitha drew back, "You're good at that big boy," she giggled.

Andrew looked fidgety, "I think you should go home," he said.

"What?" she looked hurt then angry, "who do you think you are, my father?"

"No I…" he stammered.

"You take me home right now mister," she poked him in the chest and stamped on his foot.

He winced, "Tabitha…"

"Don't you Tabitha me Andrew, how dare you say something like that" the blonde raged and Andrew didn't know what to do, pinned against a bathroom door on the wrong end of a temper tantrum was not his idea of a good situation.

"Like what?" he was don't right confused now.

"Saying you should go home, what's the matter, don't you like me enough, am I not good enough for you?" she demanded glaring at him.

He sighed dejectedly, "Well, if it's what you want," he opened a portal a little way away from the Xavier Institute.

"Andrew?"

"Just go," he stormed out, who gave a damn about her anyway; she was only a girl after all.

She turned and hopped through the portal, he hadn't seen her, let alone heard from her, since.

Andrew rolled over onto his stomach, tucking the dream catcher back into his beige shirt he opened a portal, Ew, wrong place, he'd opened a portal just short of the inside of a very full, very fly infested, dumpster. Rolling his eyes he tried again, he was successful this time, coming out in a gap between the gym and a school building, he starred out.

There were lots of students, a blonde boy in a red and white jacket flirting with three other girls, all wearing short skirts and revealing tops, "Yuck."

"I can say the same for you?" he jumped, startled, and spun around, he put a hand to his heart, breathing heavily, "Oh, it's just you."

"Just me huh?" Tabitha nearly screamed causing Andrew to look around wildly.

"Ssh," he made frantic motions with his hands, "I'm not supposed to be here!"

"Then why did you come?" she snarled, leaning against the wall.

"Why do you think?" she shrugged nonchalantly, should he have come? Did she even care? "To see you if you must know, I feel bad about how I blew you off before," she walked across to him form where he was leaning against the wall opposite her.

"You really mean that don't you," he nodded, she leaned up and kissed him, he blushed slightly, "you big softy."

"What, you think I can't handle a girl like you?" she smirked at his indignant look.

"No, but I can handle you fluffy boys," she laughed at her own joke; Andrew raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Fluffy boy am I?" she nodded, "think I can't handle it?" he pinned her against the wall, his hands on her shoulders.

"Andrew…" she trailed off as he kissed her hard, demanding, demanding a second thought, just when she thought she had this boy all figured out he had to go and get all sneaky on her. He drew back slightly, "That was good," she said breathlessly, "but can you handle this?" she brought her knee up and caressed his groin.

"Most definitely," he grinned as one of his hands dropped to her thigh, crawling inwards and up under her uncharacteristic skirt.

"Oh," was all the blonde could get out.

"You gunna take those words of yours back?" he growled as one hand pinned her wrists above her head and one of his knees came up between her legs and lifted her clean off the ground.

"Never," she gasped out hoarsely as his lips travelled down her neck, she yelped as he bit her neck softly.

"You sure?" he moved his knee and ran his free hand up and down her side, trailing further down her body.

"Yes-aaah!" she bit her lip to hold in her scream as Andrew bit one of her nipples through the fabric of her shirt and bra.

"Now?"

"No," he nipped the other one,

"Now?"

"Never," he growled and she found herself flung backwards landing on a bed, his hand still pinning her wrist her legs trapped beneath him she was practically helpless.

However, his other hand was gripping her top, ready to rip it off, "Now?" she looked up at him, his usually brown eyes were slightly redder in colour, she gulped and nodded. He sighed and rolled off her, "Well, that was fun wasn't it?" he grinned playfully at her, were these people the same person? Talk about schizophrenia.

"Um…yeh, fun," she replied.

---Institute---

Rogue came out of the bathroom clad in a fluffy white towel and a creamy coloured one wrapped around her head, towel drying her hair. "What are you still doing here swamp rat?" Rogue demanded glaring at the ever present thief.

Remy looked up ready to reply but he swallowed his tongue at the sight that befell his eyes, "Um…"

Rogue blushed, "Quit starring swamp rat," she hit him on the head, well, tried to; instead she ended up grabbing his stick. He smirked as he then began to twirl it, forcing Rogue to let go. "Just get out yeh? I don't wanna see you here when I get back," she then marched back into the bathroom and didn't forget to slam the door.

"What a woman," Remy sighed dreamily as he threw on his trench coat and jumped into his boots, he pulled out his deck of cards and picked the first one off the top. "Ah, my lucky lady," he sighed happily as he laid the Queen of Hearts on Rogue's bed, then he turned tot eh window, climbed out and shut it behind him before disappearing back to Magneto's hideout.

When she heard the window close Rogue peaked out of the bathroom door and almost instantly spotted the card on her bed. Now fully dressed, she walked over to it and picked it up, she smiled, "Silly swamp rat."

---Mystique---

"Let's see," she examined her list of the mutants whom she wanted, she ticked the boxes beside the names Magma and Iceman.

"Now whose next?" she pondered aloud, flicked some of her dark red hair back over her shoulder and out of her eyes she examined her list thoughtfully.

"Oh yes," she circled the name Spyke, "Evan Daniels will make a nice addition to my growing collection.

---Bayville High---

"Hey Evan, you wanna ride home?" Scott called from where he sat with Jean and Kurt in his car.

"Nah, I'll catch you later Scott," Evan replied as he fixed on his helmet and kicked off on his skateboard.

"Your loss mate," Scott replied, "See ya," he called as he zoomed off.

"Show off," Evan replied as he slid down a flight of steps with ease, but then his skateboard slipped out form under him, he didn't have time to call out as he was dragged off.

A few minutes later Pietro was zipping by, as he did when he stopped abruptly, "Hey isn't that Evan's board?" he walked over to the hand painted board on wheels. "It is as well," he looked on the underside to confirm his suspicions Evan Daniels. "Hm…odd," grabbing it Pietro was off again.

---The Institute---

"When do you think Evan will be back?" Jean asked as they all climbed out of Scott's car.

"I don't know," Scott replied.

"Hey, isn't that…" Kurt started as they felt a strong wind pass them and leaves flew in every direction.

"Quicksilver," Scott said, Jean threw her hands out and concentrated, the speed demon was soon helpless before them and what was he holding? Evan's skateboard?

"What have you done with Evan?" Kurt demanded.

"Nothing I swear," Pietro said hurriedly, waving his arms about and subsequently dropping the board from his grasp.

"Why should we believe that?" Scott demanded, glaring at the Maximoff through his red sunglasses.

"I was on my way home, you guys know I go by Evan's skate route, but well, I found this, I had nothing to do with it, I swear, I don't know where he is," Pietro babbled.

"He's telling the truth," Jean said releasing him.

"Thanks red," he grinned, saluted Jean and took off.

"You don't think?" Kurt spun around a horrified look on his holographic face.

"I don't doubt it," Jean said dejectedly as the three trudged inside.

"This is all my fault, why did I let him go alone?" Scot pounded himself; Jean rubbed his arm sympathetically while Kurt just vanished to his room.

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Review Responses :

evosmylife - Where ya been? I haven't heard form you since chapter 1. Anyway, well there was some more Romy for you, there will be more, in fact, there's the best bit for a finale, try and guess what it is! :-) I'm glad to hear you like my OC's, I don't like Mary'sues either, the ones with super powers, more powerful than Xavier crap. Puh-lease, like that would ever happen. Evading Cerebro I can deal with, all powerful mutants popping up out of no where? No. Anyway, Amelia's been dead for ten years...sorry, plot line!

plague - Don't worry, there will be!

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The whole story had been planned out and the next chapter is already underway. However, I will not post it without at least five reviews.*

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There are two sequels to this story, which are already planned because I've practically written the ending to this one. So yeh, enjoy the suspension! ;-)

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