She Sighed – by Faith

Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men – at least not in THIS reality!

Chapter Two.

Shania Twain played softly from Rogue's laptop as she blankly stared at the screen in front of her, face inches from the display with her elbows resting on the edge of the desk. With the weight of slumber weighing her head down, she blinked repeatedly and jerked herself upright in an effort to stay awake. Shania's soft melodies lured her closer into slumber again. Shaking her head, she forced herself to read the e-mail in front of her again.

"126 Saywood Ave. 10 o'clock."

The message was curt and direct. It was from Elaine Mercer. Rogue sighed and leaned in her chair arching her back and clasping her hands in the air behind her head. A soft tap on her bedroom door drew her attention away from her silent struggle with sleep and she quietly rose from her desk chair and went to answer it. Opening the polished oak door with a soft click, she smiled as Remy proffered a single pink rose.

"Chère." He smiled at her and invited himself inside. She turned and watched him as he strolled over to her bed and sat down. She remained in the doorway, leaning against the door jam with the rose dangling in her fingertips. Remy watched her as she casually leaned in the doorway and noticed absentmindedly that the colour of her nail polish closely matched that of the rose. He noticed that the bed was still made and her computer was on. Her room was dark with the exception of the glow that emanated from the computer screen. She looked tired.

"Hey, Remy." A smile played with her lips as she eyed him.

"C'mere, Rogue." He held his hands out to her, offering her the warmth of his body. Closing the door with the heel of her foot as she moved towards him, it shut with a click the same time she settled into his embrace. She was asleep within moments.