Kurt opened his eyes weekly and looked around, his yellow eyes darting back and forth. He tried to get up but his arms and legs felt like jello. He fell back onto a white bed that he noticed he was laying on. But he noticed who he was looking for.

Tabitha was lying next to him on the same kind of bed but Pyro was gone. They were back at the Institute in the infirmary. Kurt looked around suspiciously and noticed that Tabitha's eye were open.

"Tabitha…?" Kurt breathed, almost not expecting a response.

But she turned slightly and looked at him, "Kurt, you're awake. You were startin' to worry me."

"You vere really vorried about me?"

"Yeah, you coulda' died." She said, almost surprised at her friend's question.

Kurt paused for a moment, "I saw Mesmero on top of zhat building vith his glowing eyes. I saw him lookink at you. I knew vhat vas going to happen. But I couldn't save you. I couldn't make you look avay in time." He whispered. "But Pyro didn't see his eyes directly so he didn't result in zhe same manor. Only you did." He looked up at her.

Tabitha starred at him, "Kurt, it wasn't you're fault. Don't blame yourself. I know you would've saved me if you could. I would have done the same thing." She reassured him. "Well, at least that would explain why Pyro's not here." She gave a weak smile, tring to ease Kurt's guilt.

As if on cue, Pyro came walking in through the doors, "Kurt, Tabitha, you're a'right! Great!" He exclaimed, "Ah was worried boutcha mates'." He smiled brightly.

Kurt looked up, "Vhat about Gambit?"

The happiness suddenly left John's face, "So ya 'eard then, eh? Well, I dunno what's goin on with him. You'll 'afta talk with da Rogue. But Rem was taken to a different hospital seein 'ow bad 'is injuries were an all."

"He is alive?" Tabitha asked hopefully, not exactly sure of what Kurt meant.

Pyro looked at her impassively, "I dunno." He sighed, "I realeh don't

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Rogue sat in a small crimson chair next to a large white bed where Gambit lay. His chest moving slowly up and down. Hardly at all. Every few minutes Rogue had to bit down hard on her lip to stop herself from crying. She didn't know what she'd do if something happened.

A light breeze blew into the room, both refreshing and slightly annoying, every once and a while, courtesy of the window next to the bed that had been opened slightly.

A doctor came into the room a little while later to check his heart monitor (I have absolutely NO idea what that's called), which Rogue had been referring to every three seconds for over an hour every time she thought something was wrong. Which was incredibly frequently.

"Is he going to be okay?" She asked quietly, not taking her eyes.

"So far so good," He said, without taking his eyes away from his clipboard, "Why don't you go on home, you've been here for a while haven't you? I'll notify you immediately if anything happens."

But she shook her head, "No, that's okay. Thanks."

He nodded and headed back out of the room.

Rouge let out a sigh and rested her head on her hand, "Please be okay Remy, please."

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Xavier wheeled into the room soon after Pyro. Jean Gray accompanied him who had just gotten back from Russia with Kitty after successfully recruiting Colossus.

"Kurt, Tabitha, glad to see you awake." He smiled.

"You guys should be okay now. All that really happened to you was Mesmero paralyzed you." Jean added, "And with the help of some medicine that was given to you, you should be fine."

Kurt sat upright in his bed, "Vhut going to happen to Gambit?"

Everyone turned towards Xavier as if just remembering what had happened. Word had spread around the Institute of Gambit's victory.

Xavier hesitated, "I can't say anything right now. Rogue is with him at the hospital. She's been there all night. Right now I don't know what's going to happen to him. That wound was pretty deep, I can't promise you anything."

"Do you think he'll die?" Pyro asked bluntly.

"Like I said before, I can't promise you anything.

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Rogue got up and shut the window beside the bed. She turned and looked down at Gambit. Before the other day, she didn't know for sure if she loved him. But when she saw that knife sink deep into his body, she knew it. She loved Gambit and she would do anything to help him.

Rogue sat back down and sighed, "Remeh, please be okay. I dunno what Ah'd do without you." She whispered, not expecting a response.

"It's okay, chere'. Ah think Remy'll be fine."

Rogue looked up, "Remy…" She breathed, "Ahr you, okay?"

"I dunno." He said softly. It felt like he was breathing through a tube.

"Well, you hafta be okay, okay? Cause, well…I love you Remy. Ah won't let you die."

Gambit looked into her deep amber eyes and smiled softly, "I'll be okay. Fer you only Rogue. Fer you only."

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C'mon now everybody…group 'awww…' One, two three, AWWWWWWWWW……… Okay enough of that. I don't know if I should end the story there or go on. I still have a few more ideas. I'm not planning on making a sequel though. Please let me know what I should do……in your reviews. :] (hint,hint) Or by e-mail if you really want too. ) Anyhoo, please please please review! Hey that rymed! Kooooool.