Disclaimer: I don't own the X men unfortunately but I do own Rune and some
other people.
* "How is she?" Rune asked from the doorway. Jean turned and smiled at the woman "She'll be fine" Jean sighed; "I have no idea what happened though" Rune nodded and chewed at a fingernail, lost in thought. "Do you need anything for those knuckles?" Jean asked "What?" Rune looked up and then shook her head "No I'm fine" she looked at an unconscious Rogue.
"What do you think happened?" Rune asked softly as she stepped closer to the table. Jean looked up from organising her instruments. "I don't know" Rune didn't say anything but walked closer until she was standing right next to the table. "Physically she's fine there's nothing wrong, but" Rune looked at Jean "But what?"
"I did a mind probe it's as if she isn't there" a black hole seemed to open up and swallow the warmth of the room. Rune felt tears spring to her eyes. Quickly she wiped them away and nodded to Jean. Turning she felt a hand on her arm, Rune looked at Jean "Are you okay?" she asked. Rune shrugged her off then smiled "I'm fine" then she quickly walked out of the room.
* Rune carefully folded the pair of pants she had in her hand and set them down on the bed. Turning to get some more clothes she saw Logan leaning against the doorframe, his face expressionless, staring at her. "What?" Rune asked, slightly annoyed. "What are you doing?" Logan asked evenly. "What does it look like?" Rune replied through gritted teeth
"Looks like your running back to Australia" Rune swung around to look at him, eyes blazing with fury. "How dare you accuse me of being a coward?" Rune said almost yelling. When Logan didn't answer she grabbed several shirts and jammed them into her bag. "You have no idea the reason for my actions," she continued jamming clothing into her bag "You have no idea what my actions will be" walking over to a bedside table she grabbed a book and thrust it into the bag. Rune sighed suddenly and rubbed her brow.
"Why Rune?" "Why am I leaving? Because," she turned to face him "What ever took control of Rogue is connected to some how to me" "How can you be sure?" "I can't be all I have is instinct" she looked down at her folded hands "Have you seen Rogue yet?" "Yes"
"Did Jean tell that she is mentally vacant?" "Yes" Logan's reply was soft and heart retching. Rune felt a tear slid down her cheek "I caused that Logan, I brought it down upon everyone at this school" Logan crouched in front of her his mouth a thin line of determination. He reached up and with a thumb brushed away a tear. Rune jerked away from him and continued packing.
"Where are you going?" Logan asked her as he stood. Rune closed the bag and hoisted it onto her back. Rune shrugged "Away," she looked around the room before her gaze settled back on Logan "I'll be in touch" and with that she walked out of the room. Logan didn't make to stop her and suddenly he wasn't sure if he wanted to. After all that had happened in the past several days he wasn't sure if he might have to decide between Rogue's welfare or Rune's. And if he did which would he choose to protect? With a growl Logan shrugged off the thoughts and stormed out of the room.
* Several miles away in the growing darkness a motorbike changed into a lower gear as the rider turned into an over night motel. Turning the engine off she grabbed her bag and looked around. It didn't seem too dingy, it would do. Walking into the reception she was greeted by a spindly looking forty something old woman.
"A room please" she muttered. The woman looked at her suspiciously. "It's pay by the night" Rune reached into her pocket and drew out a fifty "That should be enough for two nights in this dump" the money disappeared and was soon replaced by a key.
"B3" Rune murmured her thanks and picked her bag off the floor. Outside it was cold a sign that winter was setting in. Adjusting her jacket to suit the change in temperature Rune walked to the room and opened the door. The room was suitable, but barely. It only had a bed and a bathroom. Rune dumped her bag on the bed and then with a sigh she collapsed onto the bed. It had been a long day and all she wanted to do was to sleep.
Just sleep...sleep...sleep. Suddenly a creak made Rune eyes snap open. Slowly Rune got up, her mutation replacing her fingers. Quietly she padded over to the door leading to the bathroom. With her foot she pushed the door open. Steam billowed out of the room. Very odd Rune thought as her brow furrowed. Walking into the steam seemed to make it dissipate to reveal a young girl sitting on the edge of the bath preening her self.
Her little fingers ran through her white blonde and her childish body was wrapped in a big white towel and she seemed to glow with some sort of unearthly radiance. Suddenly she looked up at Rune with fear stricken eyes. "I'm sorry I couldn't help" then suddenly light flared around her blinding Rune. When it died now the bathroom was clear of steam and the girl. Breathing quite hard now she looked around but there was no one except herself. Rune quickly turned and left the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
The experience had left her shaken and her hands were shaking badly. The little girl did have, a sense of familiarity about her that Rune couldn't place nor did she want to at that moment. After several minutes her shaking had stopped and she was able to walk to her bag. She took out more loose clothing and quickly changed before crawling into bed.
Once she turned off the light she regretted it. The bed was cold and she was scared, a feeling she wasn't used to. Now all she wished for was Logan's comforting warmth. For the first time in her life tears slipped down her face not from fear or anger or love but loneliness.
* "How is she?" Rune asked from the doorway. Jean turned and smiled at the woman "She'll be fine" Jean sighed; "I have no idea what happened though" Rune nodded and chewed at a fingernail, lost in thought. "Do you need anything for those knuckles?" Jean asked "What?" Rune looked up and then shook her head "No I'm fine" she looked at an unconscious Rogue.
"What do you think happened?" Rune asked softly as she stepped closer to the table. Jean looked up from organising her instruments. "I don't know" Rune didn't say anything but walked closer until she was standing right next to the table. "Physically she's fine there's nothing wrong, but" Rune looked at Jean "But what?"
"I did a mind probe it's as if she isn't there" a black hole seemed to open up and swallow the warmth of the room. Rune felt tears spring to her eyes. Quickly she wiped them away and nodded to Jean. Turning she felt a hand on her arm, Rune looked at Jean "Are you okay?" she asked. Rune shrugged her off then smiled "I'm fine" then she quickly walked out of the room.
* Rune carefully folded the pair of pants she had in her hand and set them down on the bed. Turning to get some more clothes she saw Logan leaning against the doorframe, his face expressionless, staring at her. "What?" Rune asked, slightly annoyed. "What are you doing?" Logan asked evenly. "What does it look like?" Rune replied through gritted teeth
"Looks like your running back to Australia" Rune swung around to look at him, eyes blazing with fury. "How dare you accuse me of being a coward?" Rune said almost yelling. When Logan didn't answer she grabbed several shirts and jammed them into her bag. "You have no idea the reason for my actions," she continued jamming clothing into her bag "You have no idea what my actions will be" walking over to a bedside table she grabbed a book and thrust it into the bag. Rune sighed suddenly and rubbed her brow.
"Why Rune?" "Why am I leaving? Because," she turned to face him "What ever took control of Rogue is connected to some how to me" "How can you be sure?" "I can't be all I have is instinct" she looked down at her folded hands "Have you seen Rogue yet?" "Yes"
"Did Jean tell that she is mentally vacant?" "Yes" Logan's reply was soft and heart retching. Rune felt a tear slid down her cheek "I caused that Logan, I brought it down upon everyone at this school" Logan crouched in front of her his mouth a thin line of determination. He reached up and with a thumb brushed away a tear. Rune jerked away from him and continued packing.
"Where are you going?" Logan asked her as he stood. Rune closed the bag and hoisted it onto her back. Rune shrugged "Away," she looked around the room before her gaze settled back on Logan "I'll be in touch" and with that she walked out of the room. Logan didn't make to stop her and suddenly he wasn't sure if he wanted to. After all that had happened in the past several days he wasn't sure if he might have to decide between Rogue's welfare or Rune's. And if he did which would he choose to protect? With a growl Logan shrugged off the thoughts and stormed out of the room.
* Several miles away in the growing darkness a motorbike changed into a lower gear as the rider turned into an over night motel. Turning the engine off she grabbed her bag and looked around. It didn't seem too dingy, it would do. Walking into the reception she was greeted by a spindly looking forty something old woman.
"A room please" she muttered. The woman looked at her suspiciously. "It's pay by the night" Rune reached into her pocket and drew out a fifty "That should be enough for two nights in this dump" the money disappeared and was soon replaced by a key.
"B3" Rune murmured her thanks and picked her bag off the floor. Outside it was cold a sign that winter was setting in. Adjusting her jacket to suit the change in temperature Rune walked to the room and opened the door. The room was suitable, but barely. It only had a bed and a bathroom. Rune dumped her bag on the bed and then with a sigh she collapsed onto the bed. It had been a long day and all she wanted to do was to sleep.
Just sleep...sleep...sleep. Suddenly a creak made Rune eyes snap open. Slowly Rune got up, her mutation replacing her fingers. Quietly she padded over to the door leading to the bathroom. With her foot she pushed the door open. Steam billowed out of the room. Very odd Rune thought as her brow furrowed. Walking into the steam seemed to make it dissipate to reveal a young girl sitting on the edge of the bath preening her self.
Her little fingers ran through her white blonde and her childish body was wrapped in a big white towel and she seemed to glow with some sort of unearthly radiance. Suddenly she looked up at Rune with fear stricken eyes. "I'm sorry I couldn't help" then suddenly light flared around her blinding Rune. When it died now the bathroom was clear of steam and the girl. Breathing quite hard now she looked around but there was no one except herself. Rune quickly turned and left the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
The experience had left her shaken and her hands were shaking badly. The little girl did have, a sense of familiarity about her that Rune couldn't place nor did she want to at that moment. After several minutes her shaking had stopped and she was able to walk to her bag. She took out more loose clothing and quickly changed before crawling into bed.
Once she turned off the light she regretted it. The bed was cold and she was scared, a feeling she wasn't used to. Now all she wished for was Logan's comforting warmth. For the first time in her life tears slipped down her face not from fear or anger or love but loneliness.