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Rahne Membrane: Finally! Last chapter! Hope everyone likes it!

"This is Pietro talking quickly."

'Thoughts'

"The bolds are stressed."

-Telepathic speaking-

Self Posssessed Rietro Style: Part six

Pietro opened his eyes. He was just waking up. He'd been out for about an hour. He was exhausted, and sleep sounded really good right now, but he had to make sure that Rogue was okay. Pietro sat up, or tried to, he wasn't strong enough to push himself up, and ended up falling back onto the bed.

"Don't bother tryin' ta get up, bub. Ya need ta rest fer now." Wolverine said as he walked into the room.

Pietro looked at him nervously, "Why do you care?!" He asked sharply, giving Wolverine the best glare that he could muster...which wasn't a very good one.

"I don't. But Rogue will. If I let you hurt yerself more, she'll get upset. I don't wanna hurt her anymore than need be." Logan informed Pietro, as he sat down in a chair.

Pietro paused for a moment, just letting what Wolverine said sink in. "Rogue...is she okay?! Where is she?!" Pietro asked, looking at Logan.

"She's fine. Chuck's trying to get in her head, and see what he can find. But she's got no physical wounds, or anythin' so, there's nothing ta worry about." Logan replied. He cracked his neck and looked at Pietro menacingly. "Rogue likes you a lot. I can smell it, but if ya hurt her, Gonzalez, I'll slit yer throat quicker then you can get away, got it?" Logan asked, he popped out his claws to prove his point.

"Right! Hurt her, get killed! Got it!" Pietro said nervously, he threw up his hands in defense.

"Good. Go back ta sleep. If anythin' happens ta ya, Rogue'll kill me." Logan said, as he stood to leave.

After Logan left, Pietro lay back down and stared at the ceiling. "Man, how do I get myself into these messes?!" He asked himself, as his eyelids slowly closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

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Logan walked down the hall, and towards Rogue's room. He watched Charles come out of the room, and begin to leave. "Hey, Chuck!?"

Charles turned to look at Logan, "Yes, Logan?"

Logan walked over to him, and looked into Rogue's room briefly before staring at Charles, "She gonna be okay? What'd ya find?"

"I wasn't able to get into her mind. I believe that Rogue's mind threw up mental shields to keep everyone and thing out, while she deals with everything that has happened." Charles stated, he let out a sigh and looked at the ground in defeat.

"She will be okay, right Chuck?" Logan questioned, his eyes now staying on the pale form that lay in a hospital bed.

"Physically? Yes, she will be fine. Mentally, I can't guarantee anything. I can't get into her head to see what exactly set her off, so I'm unable to do anything to help. When she wakes up and is ready, I'll see if I can get into her head and try and help her." Charles explained.

Logan nodded, and with replying he walked into the room that Rogue was in. He made himself comfortable in a chair next to her bed, and looked at her worriedly.

After a little while, Rogue woke up and looked up at him. "Lo-Logan?"

"Hey Darlin', how ya feelin'?" Logan asked, he took her hand in his, and stared at her. Rogue used her other hand to rubbed her left temple.

"Mah head is killin' me...." Rogue replied, she looked around the room curiously.

"That's ta be expected. Ya went through a lot last night." Logan informed her.

"Last nahght....?" Rogue jolted upwards as she remembered everything. She soon regretted the movement as she became extremely dizzy. "Where's Pietro?! Ah didn't kill him, did ah?! Is he okay!?" She asked frantically, pushing aside her dizziness. She pulled her hand away from Logan and looked at him. The fear in her eyes immense.

"Gonzalez is fine, darlin'. He's in the room a little ways off. He's just got a few cuts and wound on his back. Otherwise he ain't half as bad as what could have happened to him. He could have died, ya know?" Logan questioned, reached over and brushed some of her white hair behind one of her ears, careful not to make any contact with her skin.

"Can ah see him?" Rogue asked, and before waiting for a reply, she threw her legs over the edge of the bed and stood up. She stumbled slightly, before getting her balance. She began taking the wires off her, and getting rid of the needle in her arm that hooked her up to an IV.

Logan stood up and held her up, so that she wouldn't fall and hit the ground. He figured he might as well let her see Pietro. It's not like he would really be able to stop her anyway. After making sure that she had her balance, and wouldn't fall, Logan left the room to let her change.

When Rogue was finished getting dressed, she walked into the hall, leaning on a wall(AN: Whoa! I'm a poet an' I didn't know it!) to keep her balance. Rogue made her way into the room that Pietro was in, with Logan's help of course.

Pietro was asleep, with bandages all over him. He was paler then usual and was hooked up to several machines.

Rogue quickly got to his side, she sat down in the chair next to his bed. She looked at him worriedly. "Pietro?"

Pietro stirred slightly before opening his eyes, and looking at her. He stared at her, but didn't say anything.

"Hey, you okay?" Rogue asked, she bit down on her bottom lip as she looked at him.

"I guess.." Pietro replied, sitting up. He noticed Logan standing in the doorway, staring at both of them. Pietro's eyes looked down at Rogue, "But next time, you're on your own." He stated, rubbing his sore back as he tried to make the pain in it go away.

Rogue let out a laugh, and smiled up at him. "Ah'm hopin' there won't be a next tahme, ya know?"

"Yeah...." Pietro replied, he gave her a reassuring smile.

Rogue returned the smile. Her eyes watered and she broke down into tears. "Ah'm so sorrah! This is all mah fault." She said, pulling her legs up to her chest and burying her face into her hands.

"No! No, it wasn't your fault." Pietro said, swinging his legs over, so that he faced her. From the corner of his eye, he watched Logan leave. Pietro turned his full attention onto Rogue.

Rogue looked up at him. She threw herself into his arms, and buried her face into his chest while she cried.

"Shhh… it's okay, Roguey, I swear. It's not that big of a deal, I'm fine, you're fine. No one was hurt...well, 'cept Summers, I think he might be a little nervous from now on, but otherwise, everyone's okay." Pietro said softly. Rogue slowly stopped crying and pulled away from him.

"Ya don't hate meh now?" Rogue asked, her eyes still filled with tears. Her white bangs falling into her face.

Pietro stared at her. He reached out, and pushed the hair behind her ears, and then leaned down and kissed her on her head. He wrapped her arms around her, and pulled her close. "No. I don't."

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-Rahne Membrane