Disclaimer: I still don't own them, but if anyone wants to buy them for me for Christmas, I'd be more than happy to accept the gift.
Authors Note: And the flowing continues! And the Romyness is yet to come!
'text' internal speech
inside Rogue's head
Wandering Souls
Chapter 9: Power Struggle
Logan slammed the door behind him as he carried Rogue protectively in his arms. She had once again slipped into a fitful unconscious state and was writhing on the couch in Xavier's office. He stepped back reluctantly, allowing the telepath easier access to his daughter.
"This is a very delicate procedure Logan and cannot be rushed. I'm not sure how much of her mind is still intact," Charles said, looking up at Logan.
"Just get her back Chuck. That's all I want," Logan replied sadly.
For the first time in all the years he'd known him, Charles Xavier saw fear in the Wolverines eyes. "I shall do my best," Charles replied before turning and focusing on Rogue. Praying the damage wasn't too severe, he entered her mind.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rogue felt like she was falling as her world swirled around her. Images flashed before her so fast that she lost track of whose they were. She clutched her head and fell to her knees on the astral plane.
She'd always been so careful. Never letting anyone she absorbed have enough power to take over. And now she'd lost control. And a big part of her was terrified she'd never get it back.
"Why should you?" a familiar voice taunted.
Rogue looked up to see Carol Danvers standing before her. "So you can go out and kill again.
"Ah didn't mean ta," Rogue whispered as she struggled to her feet. "It was a setup."
"Then why didn't you let go?" Carol growled, her blonde hair whipping around her face.
Rogue opened her mouth to reply, but found nothing. Why hadn't she let go?
"You wanted me dead. Just admit it already," Carols voice had softened and she took a step towards Rogue. "Just admit you wanted to kill me and stop fighting it. You don't deserve this body. You're a murder."
Rogues eyes brimmed with tears. Carol was right. A part of Rogue had wanted to kill the other woman. Maybe she should just give up and let Carol have the life she'd stolen from her.
"No Rogue. Don't give up your mind," a new voice rang out. A voice Rogue had never heard before. She turned away from Carol to look at the grandfatherly figure before her. He was tall, with a bald head, wise features and kind eyes.
"Who are ya?" she asked walking towards him only to have Carol jump between them.
"Another life you've stolen! Look at you! You can't even remember all the ones you've hurt, there've been so many. MURDER!" Carol shouted in Rouges face. Suddenly figure stepped up and placed a gloved hand on Carol.
"Dat be enough," Charles saw Remy grab Carol and pull her away from Rogue. "Remy told you to leave de girl be!" Charles watched as Remy and Carol began to struggle.
Charles quickly regained his surprise, remembering that Rogue had absorbed Remy when she came to town, and grabbed the girl around the wrist and pulled her aside as the two personalities struggled "My name is Charles Xavier. I'm a telepath. Your friends brought you to my Institute for gifted children to help you regain control."
"Yer the guy mah mamma brought meh here to fight," Rogue said looking confused, ignoring the two fighting nearby. "You and the X-Men," she turned and looked towards Remy, who was still squaring off against Carol.
"Mystique's not your mother Marie," Charles said gently. "And I'm not your enemy."
Rogue shivered and looked around the barren wasteland her mind had become when her eyes fell on a tattered stuffed white tiger next to her feet. She leaned over and picked it up, tears forming in her eyes. "It was cold that day. The day she killed mah real mamma. It's been cold since that day. She lied to meh. Ah saw it when Ah touched her. Mah daddy's still alive and she's the enemy," she hugged the tiger tightly and looked up at Charles. "Sometimes , Ah forget who Ah am. Who Ah was," she continued, still looking at him. "Sometimes they get out and Ah forget. Can ya help me make em stop?"
"I can help you lock them up where they wont be able to try and take control. That is if you trust me," he offered, extending his hand to her.
"What will it cost meh?" she asked sadly, having learned tonight that nothing came free. Mystiques care and "love" had nearly cost Rogue her own mind and she would always hate the woman for that and so much more.
"Nothing Rogue," he smiled at her, understanding her apprehensions. "We just want to help you," he pointed over towards Remy. "Has he tried to take control?"
"No," she said softly, a smile playing on her lips. "He helped meh bind Mystique and he's helpin' meh now. Are y'all lahke that?"
"Not exactly," Charles chuckled slightly. "But we all just want to help you. And we're not all after something."
Rogue looked over at Carol, determination filling her features and Charles saw a familiar look pass through her eyes that made her look every bit like Logan's daughter. She sent her own psychic blast at the girl, knocking her away from Remy.
"Thanks cher," he said before fading away into the shadows of her mind.
Rogue looked back towards Charles, a smile playing on her lips. "Let's shut em up then."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Charles came out of Rogues mind, tired but satisfied. All the personalities had been locked up. Rogue had felt bad about locking up Remy's personality, but he had assured her that it was alright.
He opened his eyes to see Logan sitting on the table next to the couch, clutching Rogue's gloved hand in his as he watched her intensely.
"How is she Charles?" he asked, moving a white bang away from her eyes and pulling a cannel blanket from the back of the couch and wrapping it around her, taking her hand again.
"The personalities have been sealed for now. But I'm afraid that the one that was giving her so much trouble, Miss Danvers, may cause problems yet," Charles replied tired. "The other damage will take time to heal."
"Mystique," Logan growled as Rogue began to stir.
"Will get what she deserves. Now I think we need to focus on your daughter. I'll leave you two alone," Charles said wheeling towards the door leaving, closing it silently behind him.
Remy jumped off his spot on the floor, looking expectantly at the Professor.
"Ah Mr. LeBeau, didn't you have class today?" Charles asked, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth as the boys worry radiated towards him.
"Remy couldn't leave wit out checkin on de fille," Remy replied, moving anxiously, aware that the Professor was reading him. For once, Remy didn't slam up his shields and mutter some obscene French about invading peoples privacy. 'Remy don't know why, but he want dem to know he care. Mon Dieu, dat girl gonna be de death of me."
"She'll be fine Remy. It'll take time, but she'll be fine. Now why don't you go and let her friends know. It will be awhile before any of you can see here."
"Thank you Professor," Remy said, releasing a sigh of relief as he bowed slightly and headed down the hall to the Rec Room, where Ororo and Hank were entertaining Wanda and the boys.
Charles smiled to himself and headed towards his room to freshen up. 'I hope she stays. Might just be the thing to calm Mr. LeBeau down," Charles thought to himself, chuckling slightly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rogue opened her eyes slowly, afraid that the room would be to bright. She felt the soft fabric against her skin and the plush cushions beneath her body. She stretched and noticed that someone's hand was around her own. Rogue turned slowly to see a familiar pair of black eyes staring down at her, filled with a love she'd almost forgotten. Her breath caught in her throat as she slowly got up.
Logan smiled at her, just as afraid and uncertain as she was. Finally he looked down at the hand he held and spoke. "Another nightmare darlin'?"
Rogue smiled and nodded slightly as she leaned forward, the blanket falling to the floor, and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. "Ah missed ya daddy," she sobbed as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close moving onto the couch next to her.
"I missed you too darlin'," he said stroking her hair.
"She killed mamma. An she told meh ya didn't want meh anymore," Rogue cried fiercely as she clutched at him, afraid if she let go she'd never see him again.
"I'm sorry Stripes. When I got home the house was on fire and I couldn't find you anywhere. I looked till I got knocked out. Then they told me you were dead and," he pulled Rogue tighter amazed at how the way people smelled never changed. "I never believed it, but when I couldn't find you," Logan's breath caught for a bit as he fought back his own tears, succeeding. "My world died that day. Now it can live again kid."
Rogues cries subsided as she pulled away enough to wipe her eyes. "Ah'm sorry," she whispered as she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"What for darlin'?" He asked as he picked the blanket up from the floor and wrapped it around her.
"For everything Ah've done," Rogue continued, as she played with a button on his shirt.
"Not your fault Stripes. I'm sorry I wasn't there to stop her…" Logan began, looking down sadly at his daughter.
Rogue shot up and looked at him. "No. Ah'm glad ya weren't there. Cause otherwise she might've killed ya to." Rogue's eyes filled with fear as she grabbed tighter onto Logan.
"Shh. Easy darlin'," he soothed as he brushed her hair from her face. "Nothin's gonna happen to you now. I promise." He pulled her close again and rocked her slightly. "Daddy's gonna look after you from now on."
Rogue snuggled in and yawned, exhausted from the lack of sleep she'd had the night before. "Ah love ya daddy," she said as she fell asleep listening to his heart beat.
"I love ya too Stripes," he whispered as he got up and lifted her easily into his arms, heading towards the hallway, taking her upstairs to one of the spare bedrooms.
Authors Note: There you have it. They're reunion. Hope I didn't disappoint anyone. And how'd you like the small bit of Romyness? I figured out of all the personalities in her head, he'd be the one helping her. Since he's a gentleman and all. (And in love.) Thanks to all who reviewed. I really appreciate the support. There are a few I'd like to respond to today.
cool-chick-rae ~ Thank you. My ego gets stronger by the day. Glad you like the story. I just hope that trend continues. Thanks for the review.
Invader ZaiFae ~ Thank you for appreciating the Amara line. I thought I was the only one that found it funny. Feel free to rant anytime. I love a good rant. And thanks so much for the review.
Yumiko ~ I can't say for sure if you're bones are stronger, but it's always possible. As always, thanks for the review. Keep it up. May help those bones.
AngieX ~ Yeah, well we all know it is. Since Logan hasn't seen his baby girl in like 14 years and Remy's a know Ladies Man. So yeah, Logan's gonna be hard to sell on the idea of them dating, but the death threats should be fun. And I'm flattered that I'm on your favorites list. Makes me feel really special. Thanks.
VIcKy101 ~ So many questions to answer for you. Yeah she knows, it's explained more in this chapter. The Brotherhood will play in later, but I'm not completely sure how yet cause it has yet to be written. And since I like Wanda, I'm all about pissing off Pietro in this fic. And I just thought Wanda and Evan would be cute. Thanks for the review.
Ishandahalf ~ Never fear, the Romyness is on it's way. I just had to get the whole, her back with the X-Men thing out of the way. But the Romyness will be here, as a certain reviewer likes to say, "Quick like a bunny on crack." Thanks for the review and keep it up.
Weeble Wobble Chic ~ Thanks for the review and the luck. Hopefully it helped on that test today. And since you wished it, I have updated. Enjoy and thanks again.
Fantasy-dreamer88 ~ No one's ever said they loved how my mind works before. I don't know if I should love you or fear you….Thanks for the review. Glad you're liking the story.
Lollipop ~ I did actually study. In between reading reviews and fanfic though!
And to all the other reviewers (and I never thought there would be this many let alone all the others I couldn't get to) THANK YOU! You're all wonderful and special and I really appreciate it.
Authors Note: And the flowing continues! And the Romyness is yet to come!
'text' internal speech
inside Rogue's head
Wandering Souls
Chapter 9: Power Struggle
Logan slammed the door behind him as he carried Rogue protectively in his arms. She had once again slipped into a fitful unconscious state and was writhing on the couch in Xavier's office. He stepped back reluctantly, allowing the telepath easier access to his daughter.
"This is a very delicate procedure Logan and cannot be rushed. I'm not sure how much of her mind is still intact," Charles said, looking up at Logan.
"Just get her back Chuck. That's all I want," Logan replied sadly.
For the first time in all the years he'd known him, Charles Xavier saw fear in the Wolverines eyes. "I shall do my best," Charles replied before turning and focusing on Rogue. Praying the damage wasn't too severe, he entered her mind.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rogue felt like she was falling as her world swirled around her. Images flashed before her so fast that she lost track of whose they were. She clutched her head and fell to her knees on the astral plane.
She'd always been so careful. Never letting anyone she absorbed have enough power to take over. And now she'd lost control. And a big part of her was terrified she'd never get it back.
"Why should you?" a familiar voice taunted.
Rogue looked up to see Carol Danvers standing before her. "So you can go out and kill again.
"Ah didn't mean ta," Rogue whispered as she struggled to her feet. "It was a setup."
"Then why didn't you let go?" Carol growled, her blonde hair whipping around her face.
Rogue opened her mouth to reply, but found nothing. Why hadn't she let go?
"You wanted me dead. Just admit it already," Carols voice had softened and she took a step towards Rogue. "Just admit you wanted to kill me and stop fighting it. You don't deserve this body. You're a murder."
Rogues eyes brimmed with tears. Carol was right. A part of Rogue had wanted to kill the other woman. Maybe she should just give up and let Carol have the life she'd stolen from her.
"No Rogue. Don't give up your mind," a new voice rang out. A voice Rogue had never heard before. She turned away from Carol to look at the grandfatherly figure before her. He was tall, with a bald head, wise features and kind eyes.
"Who are ya?" she asked walking towards him only to have Carol jump between them.
"Another life you've stolen! Look at you! You can't even remember all the ones you've hurt, there've been so many. MURDER!" Carol shouted in Rouges face. Suddenly figure stepped up and placed a gloved hand on Carol.
"Dat be enough," Charles saw Remy grab Carol and pull her away from Rogue. "Remy told you to leave de girl be!" Charles watched as Remy and Carol began to struggle.
Charles quickly regained his surprise, remembering that Rogue had absorbed Remy when she came to town, and grabbed the girl around the wrist and pulled her aside as the two personalities struggled "My name is Charles Xavier. I'm a telepath. Your friends brought you to my Institute for gifted children to help you regain control."
"Yer the guy mah mamma brought meh here to fight," Rogue said looking confused, ignoring the two fighting nearby. "You and the X-Men," she turned and looked towards Remy, who was still squaring off against Carol.
"Mystique's not your mother Marie," Charles said gently. "And I'm not your enemy."
Rogue shivered and looked around the barren wasteland her mind had become when her eyes fell on a tattered stuffed white tiger next to her feet. She leaned over and picked it up, tears forming in her eyes. "It was cold that day. The day she killed mah real mamma. It's been cold since that day. She lied to meh. Ah saw it when Ah touched her. Mah daddy's still alive and she's the enemy," she hugged the tiger tightly and looked up at Charles. "Sometimes , Ah forget who Ah am. Who Ah was," she continued, still looking at him. "Sometimes they get out and Ah forget. Can ya help me make em stop?"
"I can help you lock them up where they wont be able to try and take control. That is if you trust me," he offered, extending his hand to her.
"What will it cost meh?" she asked sadly, having learned tonight that nothing came free. Mystiques care and "love" had nearly cost Rogue her own mind and she would always hate the woman for that and so much more.
"Nothing Rogue," he smiled at her, understanding her apprehensions. "We just want to help you," he pointed over towards Remy. "Has he tried to take control?"
"No," she said softly, a smile playing on her lips. "He helped meh bind Mystique and he's helpin' meh now. Are y'all lahke that?"
"Not exactly," Charles chuckled slightly. "But we all just want to help you. And we're not all after something."
Rogue looked over at Carol, determination filling her features and Charles saw a familiar look pass through her eyes that made her look every bit like Logan's daughter. She sent her own psychic blast at the girl, knocking her away from Remy.
"Thanks cher," he said before fading away into the shadows of her mind.
Rogue looked back towards Charles, a smile playing on her lips. "Let's shut em up then."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Charles came out of Rogues mind, tired but satisfied. All the personalities had been locked up. Rogue had felt bad about locking up Remy's personality, but he had assured her that it was alright.
He opened his eyes to see Logan sitting on the table next to the couch, clutching Rogue's gloved hand in his as he watched her intensely.
"How is she Charles?" he asked, moving a white bang away from her eyes and pulling a cannel blanket from the back of the couch and wrapping it around her, taking her hand again.
"The personalities have been sealed for now. But I'm afraid that the one that was giving her so much trouble, Miss Danvers, may cause problems yet," Charles replied tired. "The other damage will take time to heal."
"Mystique," Logan growled as Rogue began to stir.
"Will get what she deserves. Now I think we need to focus on your daughter. I'll leave you two alone," Charles said wheeling towards the door leaving, closing it silently behind him.
Remy jumped off his spot on the floor, looking expectantly at the Professor.
"Ah Mr. LeBeau, didn't you have class today?" Charles asked, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth as the boys worry radiated towards him.
"Remy couldn't leave wit out checkin on de fille," Remy replied, moving anxiously, aware that the Professor was reading him. For once, Remy didn't slam up his shields and mutter some obscene French about invading peoples privacy. 'Remy don't know why, but he want dem to know he care. Mon Dieu, dat girl gonna be de death of me."
"She'll be fine Remy. It'll take time, but she'll be fine. Now why don't you go and let her friends know. It will be awhile before any of you can see here."
"Thank you Professor," Remy said, releasing a sigh of relief as he bowed slightly and headed down the hall to the Rec Room, where Ororo and Hank were entertaining Wanda and the boys.
Charles smiled to himself and headed towards his room to freshen up. 'I hope she stays. Might just be the thing to calm Mr. LeBeau down," Charles thought to himself, chuckling slightly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rogue opened her eyes slowly, afraid that the room would be to bright. She felt the soft fabric against her skin and the plush cushions beneath her body. She stretched and noticed that someone's hand was around her own. Rogue turned slowly to see a familiar pair of black eyes staring down at her, filled with a love she'd almost forgotten. Her breath caught in her throat as she slowly got up.
Logan smiled at her, just as afraid and uncertain as she was. Finally he looked down at the hand he held and spoke. "Another nightmare darlin'?"
Rogue smiled and nodded slightly as she leaned forward, the blanket falling to the floor, and wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. "Ah missed ya daddy," she sobbed as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close moving onto the couch next to her.
"I missed you too darlin'," he said stroking her hair.
"She killed mamma. An she told meh ya didn't want meh anymore," Rogue cried fiercely as she clutched at him, afraid if she let go she'd never see him again.
"I'm sorry Stripes. When I got home the house was on fire and I couldn't find you anywhere. I looked till I got knocked out. Then they told me you were dead and," he pulled Rogue tighter amazed at how the way people smelled never changed. "I never believed it, but when I couldn't find you," Logan's breath caught for a bit as he fought back his own tears, succeeding. "My world died that day. Now it can live again kid."
Rogues cries subsided as she pulled away enough to wipe her eyes. "Ah'm sorry," she whispered as she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"What for darlin'?" He asked as he picked the blanket up from the floor and wrapped it around her.
"For everything Ah've done," Rogue continued, as she played with a button on his shirt.
"Not your fault Stripes. I'm sorry I wasn't there to stop her…" Logan began, looking down sadly at his daughter.
Rogue shot up and looked at him. "No. Ah'm glad ya weren't there. Cause otherwise she might've killed ya to." Rogue's eyes filled with fear as she grabbed tighter onto Logan.
"Shh. Easy darlin'," he soothed as he brushed her hair from her face. "Nothin's gonna happen to you now. I promise." He pulled her close again and rocked her slightly. "Daddy's gonna look after you from now on."
Rogue snuggled in and yawned, exhausted from the lack of sleep she'd had the night before. "Ah love ya daddy," she said as she fell asleep listening to his heart beat.
"I love ya too Stripes," he whispered as he got up and lifted her easily into his arms, heading towards the hallway, taking her upstairs to one of the spare bedrooms.
Authors Note: There you have it. They're reunion. Hope I didn't disappoint anyone. And how'd you like the small bit of Romyness? I figured out of all the personalities in her head, he'd be the one helping her. Since he's a gentleman and all. (And in love.) Thanks to all who reviewed. I really appreciate the support. There are a few I'd like to respond to today.
cool-chick-rae ~ Thank you. My ego gets stronger by the day. Glad you like the story. I just hope that trend continues. Thanks for the review.
Invader ZaiFae ~ Thank you for appreciating the Amara line. I thought I was the only one that found it funny. Feel free to rant anytime. I love a good rant. And thanks so much for the review.
Yumiko ~ I can't say for sure if you're bones are stronger, but it's always possible. As always, thanks for the review. Keep it up. May help those bones.
AngieX ~ Yeah, well we all know it is. Since Logan hasn't seen his baby girl in like 14 years and Remy's a know Ladies Man. So yeah, Logan's gonna be hard to sell on the idea of them dating, but the death threats should be fun. And I'm flattered that I'm on your favorites list. Makes me feel really special. Thanks.
VIcKy101 ~ So many questions to answer for you. Yeah she knows, it's explained more in this chapter. The Brotherhood will play in later, but I'm not completely sure how yet cause it has yet to be written. And since I like Wanda, I'm all about pissing off Pietro in this fic. And I just thought Wanda and Evan would be cute. Thanks for the review.
Ishandahalf ~ Never fear, the Romyness is on it's way. I just had to get the whole, her back with the X-Men thing out of the way. But the Romyness will be here, as a certain reviewer likes to say, "Quick like a bunny on crack." Thanks for the review and keep it up.
Weeble Wobble Chic ~ Thanks for the review and the luck. Hopefully it helped on that test today. And since you wished it, I have updated. Enjoy and thanks again.
Fantasy-dreamer88 ~ No one's ever said they loved how my mind works before. I don't know if I should love you or fear you….Thanks for the review. Glad you're liking the story.
Lollipop ~ I did actually study. In between reading reviews and fanfic though!
And to all the other reviewers (and I never thought there would be this many let alone all the others I couldn't get to) THANK YOU! You're all wonderful and special and I really appreciate it.