Chapter Three

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Chapter Three

Logan leaned against the fireplace, his eyes fixated on the window. The sun shone brightly, and various students passed by outside. But Logan's mind was thinking only of Rogue and her mysterious disappearance. The Professor had been phoning his "acquaintances" for hours now, never emerging from his study. The members of the X-Men stood around the recreation room. Though none of them mentioned it, Logan knew they were all worried about the youngest member of the team.

Scott stood next to the sofa, his eyes hidden by the ruby shades of his glasses. His hands were clasped behind his back, his expression somber. His thoughts were ones of guilt and remorse. Why hadn't he paid more attention to Rogue? Everyone had been hurt with the death of Jean, yet he only noticed the pain of Storm, Charles, himself--even Logan.

Jean...

The thought of his late fiancee tightened his chest. He clenched his jaw, fighting back tears. He had already lost Jean...now Rogue was missing...Had he lost another family member? Squaring his jaw and straightening his stance, Scott swore that it wouldn't happen. They would find Rogue and bring her home safely.

He looked over and saw Storm standing nearing a table where a Poker game was in progress. With it being a school, the students were forbidden to bid money, so they bid various sorts of candy. Her brown eyes were fixed on the game, but he could tell her mind wasn't. Next to Logan and the Professor, Scott assumed Storm was hurt most by Rogue's disappearance. The two had begun to create a bond, and had been spending quite a lot of time together....

Kurt stood next to her, his arm around her slender waist. His dark eyes were focused on the floor. He was deep in though, Scott could tell. After all, the Professor had said that it was as if Rogue had been teleported somewhere....no doubt, the German mutant was wondering if teleporters could really transport people to other worlds.

They were all worried. How could they have let this happen? They had sworn not to lose anyone else...and they had....

All four heads turned to the entrance to the hallway when the Professor wheeled himself into the recreation room. Logan bolted from his place at the fireplace and rushed up to him. "Charles, what did you find out?"

The Professor shook his head and motioned to the children who stood around them. He moved his wheelchair towards the abandoned sofa, and Logan followed, sighing in frustration. Storm and Kurt walked over as well, both sinking down into the sofa as the Professor stopped next to where Scott stood. Logan leaned against the arm of the sofa, and looked at him. "Well?"

The Professor folded his hands in his lap and cleared his throat. "I called a friend of mine in Buffalo, as well as one in Queens. They both said the same thing."

Logan nodded. "Which is?"

"That all the signs indicate that Rogue was teleported to another world by a mutant."

Storm frowned. "A mutant? Do any mutants possess the power to do that?"

The Professor sighed. "None that I know of...but there must be. I don't know of any other explanation for Rogue's disappearance."

Scott looked down at him. "Did these 'friends' of yours happen to mention how we find Rogue and bring her back?"

He shook his head. "They did not know...I suppose that we won't know until we find the mutant who did this."

Storm looked up at him. "How do we do that? By using Cerebro? How will we know that there isn't more than one mutant in Westchester who possesses that mutation? We won't know which one did it."

The Professor sighed. "I dont' know of any other way....but we MUST find this mutant if we want to find Rogue."

"Professor?"

They all turned their heads. Kitty Pryde stood behind them, a young raven haired girl standing next to her, head downcast.

The Professor smiled at her. "Yes, Kitty? What is it?"

The brown haired girl shifted on her feet and licked her lips. "Um...I think I know what happened to Rogue."

The X-Men exchanged glances quickly and Logan stood up, taking a step towards her. "What do you mean?," he asked, a bit harsher than he meant to. He watched her flinch at his tone and he kicked himself. "Sorry, Kitty....what did you mean?"

Kitty smiled slightly and looked at the girl who stood next to her. "Jasmine?"

The girl raised her head and looked at Kitty, then at the others. The Professor instantly recognized her as Jasmine Gonzales. She was a new student, a mutant who was telekinetic. She had arrived at the school four months ago. Having been shunned by her family for being a mutant, and unable to control her gift, she ran away, making her way for Maine down to New York. She said that she had heard of the school for mutants from a woman in a bar, and had made her way to Westchester. Over the months, she had developed her power and learned to control it. But, as she stood before them, the Professor realized how little he really knew about the girl. He stretched his mind out, entering hers. His eyes widened. "It was you."

The others looked at the Professor. "What?," Scott asked, looking between his mentor and the girl.

The Professor stared at Jasmine. Her brown eyes met his blue ones, and he saw that it was true. "You possess another mutation that you didn't mention upon your arrival....the power to teleport to other worlds."

They looked at Jasmine, who quickly looked away, uncomfortable under their gazes. She grunted when Kitty's elbow hit her in the side, and she glared at the girl who could walk through walls. She sighed and looked at the X-Men. She could see worry and confusion in their eyes....."I do, Professor," she said softly. "And I did it because I thought it was best."

Storm looked at her. "What do you mean, Jasmine?," she asked, a nawing suspicion in the back of her head.

The girl squared her shoulders and swallowed a large lump in her throat before replying. "The Professor is right...I'm the one who sent Rogue away."

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Rogue sighed as she opened her eyes slowly. Squinting against the bright sunlight, she groaned. She was in a different place again. She lay in a large bed, which was in a bright room. Raising her head, she took in her surroundings. A large dresser stood against the wall, a vanity not far from it. A fireplace sat across the room, candles sitting on its mantle. A small desk was beside the bed, a pitcher of water and a glass atop it. Directly in front of her was a large window, and Rogue's breath caught at the sight that was before her. She'd never seen a place so beautiful. There had to be at least 20 gardens outside. She saw kinds of flowers she had never before seen, all with bright colors. Trees were everywhere, and birds could be heard singing sweetly, as well as the sound of a waterfall. The beauty of the place slowly faded as she realized something with annoyance. Once again, she woke up in a different place than where she fell asleep....

Which had been in the arms of the handesome stranger...

Rogue frowned, remembering the events from earlier: Awaking in a forest, being pursued by the giant tarantula, being thrown aside, striking her head on a rock...and the handesome stranger, riding in on horseback, firing arrows at the creature. She remembered him leaping off his horse, killing the spider, then rushing over to where she lay. He had spoken to her softly, shouted to his companions....and touched her skin. My poison skin, she thought. He had touched my skin and nothing happened. No pain, no screams...nothing. Just the feel of his flesh on mine...

Sitting up, Rogue touched the back of her head where she had hit the rock. There was only a small bump, but nothing else...not blood, no pain...Looking at her arms, she saw the scrapes and cuts could barely be seen....and that she no longer wore her black nightgown. She was now clothed in a white night dress, which reached her ankles. "Geez, what's goin' on?," she murmured, her Southern accent tinged with a bit of New York accent.

The door to the room opened, and Rogue jumped. Turning her head, she was met with the smiling face of a young woman. "Oh, it's good to see you awake, milady!," she exclaimed, closing the door and walking towards her. "Although, I will admit, I expected you to still be fast asleep."

Rogue frowned as she watched the woman walk towards her. She was quite pretty. Long, black hair was pulled back in a long braid, and pointed ears graced the sides of her head. Just like that guy, Rogue thought. Bright blue eyes stared at her sweetly, and her slender figure could be easily seen with the dress she wore. "What?," Rogue asked, frowning.

The woman grinned, her braid hanging over her left shoulder. "Well, you only arrived yesterday morn. Everyone expected you to rest a few days more."

"Everyone?"

The woman laughed. "Aye. Your arrival was the talk of the city. After all, it's not everyday Prince Legolas rides in with a young girl asleep in his arms." She smiled. "You lived the fantasy many elleths only dream about!"

Prince Legolas?, Rogue thought. He's a prince? Whoa....I got rescued by a prince? And what the hell is an elleth? She looked up at the woman, and smiled slightly. "Uh...where exactly is here?"

The woman smiled and flipped her braid over her shoulders. "Rivendell, milady...The realm of Elrond. Prince Legolas and his companions brought you here after you were attacked by one of those horrid spiders. Do you remember that, milady?"

Rogue nodded. "Yeah...it's kind of hard to forget." She looked at the woman's ears again and frowned. "Uh..if you don't mind me asking....what kind of mutant are you?"

The woman smiled again. "Milady, I am no mutant," she said. "I am an Elf."

Rogue's green eyes widened. "An Elf?"

The woman nodded. "Aye...Rivendell is an Elven kingdom, along with Lothlorien and Mirkwood, where Prince Legolas is from. My name is Allirwen." She smiled at Rogue. "Why, milady, it's as if you've never seen an elf before."

Rogue nodded. "That's because I haven't. At least, not where I'm from....I know a mutant who has pointed ears, but...no, I've never seen an Elf...So, I take it Prince Legolas is an elf as well?"

Allirwen nodded. "Yes, Elven Prince of Mirkwood. And quite a looker at that. No matter where he goes, all the maidens smile at him. I suppose he has the same effect on mutants as well," she said, smiling.

Rogue nodded. No wonder why....I have to admit, the guy was hott. Finally catching the last thing Allirwen had said, Rogue stared at her a moment. "You...you aren't afraid of me?"

Allirwen frowned. "No, milady...Why would I be?"

Rogue shrugged. "Well...it's just.....where I come from, normally people are afraid of mutants."

Allirwen looked at her. "Why is that?"

Rogue looked up at her. "Because we're different."

The elf smiled then. "Well, that explains it. We Elves aren't what you call 'normal' either. Though, there are a few elves who are wary of mutants, you won't find many. Most of Middle-Earth accept them as their own." She looked at Rogue and sighed. "Must be quite a different place that you hail from, milady." She reached out to push a strand of Rogue's white hair behind her ear, but Rogue flinched, moving away slightly. Allirwen pulled her hand back, frowning. "There's no need to fear me, milady. I wont' hurt you."

Rogue shook her head, wringing her hands. "It's not that, Allirwen. It's just...when people touch my skin, something happens....they get hurt."

Allirwen smiled, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "But, milady, Prince Legolas said that you felt cold, and I myself have touched your skin before...Nothing happened to us." Rogue stared at her. "Milady, perhaps we Elves are immune to your mutation." She smiled. "It's happened before. There are quite a few mutations that don't affect Elves."

Rogue sat there, frozen in place. Elves? Elves are immune to her poison skin? "I didn't think that anybody was immune to it," she whispered.

"What's your name, milady?"

She looked up, seeing the elf smiling at her sweetly, and she realized that she hadn't uttered her name. "Rogue," she said softly.

"Rogue? Well, that's a name I haven't heard...." Allirwen smiled. "It is a pleasure to meet you." She rose then, and smiled again. "Well, we best get you up and ready. Lord Elrond wishes to speak with you as soon as you have awaken." She pulled the blankets back before moving across the room. Rogue watched as she walked into anther room, and she could hear the distinct sound of water being poured into a tub.

"You don't have to do that, Allirwen," Rogue called. "I can do it myself."

The elf's light laughter floated from the room. "Oh, no, milady, it's my pleasure," she said.

Rogue shrugged as she swung her legs over the side of the bed, and she thought about what the raven haired elf had said. It's possible to be immune to my mutation?, she thought. How? No one's ever been immune before....but, then again, I don't think Elves exist in Westchester. She stood as Allirwen entered the bedroom, wiping her hands on a towel. "There we are, milady. A nice, hot bath. I know that's what I enjoy once I wake up."

Rogue smiled. "It actually sounds really good right now," she said, following the elf into the bathing room. A large white tub sat in the middle of the small room, the water steaming.

"Enjoy your bath, milady," Allirwen said. "I'll have fresh clothes waiting for you when you are finished. Just come right on out." The elf smiled once more before turning and leaving the room, closing the door behind her.

Rogue stared at the closed door for a moment. She had never been waited on like this before....for so long, she had fended for herself. Smiling, she walked over to the tub.

"Hell, I could get used to this."

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"Well, aren't you a picture," Allirwen gushed as she stepped away from Rogue, having just finished with her hair. "A regular beauty, if I ever did see one."

Rogue had entered her room again, freshly bathed and wrapped in a fluffy white towel, only to see her Elven friend sitting on her now-made bed, a bright smile on her face. At the end of her bed, she saw a long, dark blue dress. Allirwen had stood up and gathered the dress in her arms, walking towards Rogue....and so the process had begun.

And Rogue was quite pleased with the results. Looking in the mirror, her breath caught in her throat. She was finding it hard to believe that the reflection in the mirror was her own. The dark blue dress flowed well past her feet, and it clung in the right places, revealing the curves Rogue had forgotten existed. The sleeves were long, and reached down to her thighs. The bodice was reasonably tight, and silver thread had been sewn into it, entwining and making designs Rogue had never seen before.

Allirwen had pulled her hair back, wrapping most of it in a bun and allowing the rest to flow down her back. The white streaks in her hair hung around her face, accentuating her cheek bones.

For the first time since becoming a mutant, Rogue felt beautiful.

She smiled and turned to Allirwen. "Thanks to you."

Allirwen smiled. "You can't create beauty, milady....it has to already be there. We Elves know that better than anyone. Now, come, Lord Elrond is waiting for you in the library. He and Master Gandalf are quite eager to see you."

She ushered Rogue out the door and led her down the hallway. "Master Gandalf?," Rogue asked, following her Elven friend. As she walked, she gazed at the hallway. The windows all along it allowed light to pour in. Rogue gazed at the different paintings that adorned the walls and gazed out the windows, seeing yet more beautiful gardens. Who knew such a beautiful place existed?

"Aye. Gandalf the Grey. A very powerful wizard and a dear friend of Lord Elrond. He is here for the Council."

Rogue looked at her. "The council?"

Allirwen stopped before a pair of double doors and smiled. "Don't worry, milady. All will be explained to you." She raised her hand and rapped three times on the large oak doors. A deep voice from within bid them enter, and Allirwen pushed the doors open, stepping aside and allowing Rogue to enter. She stepped in hesitantly, wringing her bare hands in front of her. Talk about a huge library....the room she stood in had to be three times the size of the library in the school. Shelves of books lined every wall, and stretched all the way to the ceiling. Tables were spread out around the large room, big oversized chairs around them. A fire burned in the hearth across the room, and that was when Rogue saw the two men sitting in front of it. One of them rose, and smiled at them. Rogue looked at him. He was tall and was clothed in some kind of red and gold robes. Long, black hair was pulled away from his face and flowed over his shoulders. A type of crown adorned his head, and his blue eyes pierced Rogue where she stood.

"Good morning, my dear," he said warmly. "Welcome to Rivendell. I am Elrond." He smiled again and looked over at Allirwen. "That will be all, Allirwen."

Rogue looked behind her as the elf bowed her head and winked at her before leaving the room, closing the door behind her. She looked back at Elrond. He motioned to the third chair. "Please, have a seat."

Rogue smiled hesitantly and walked towards him. Slowly sinking down into the chair, she looked over at the other man for the first time. He was older, from what Rogue could tell, around the age of the Professor, if not older. He had long gray hair, as well as a long gray beard. Must be why they call him 'the Grey', Rogue thought. He wore a dark gray robe of sorts, and a pipe was in his mouth. A large staff leaned against his chair. He would be intimidating to Rogue, if his blue eyes weren't so warm and gentle. He smiled and blew a puff of smoke out of his mouth. "My dear," he said, smiling and nodding. "I am Gandalf....Gandalf the Grey."

Rogue smiled and nodded.

"And you are, milady?," Elrond asked as he took his seat next to her.

Rogue looked at him before answering. "Rogue," she said. The elf nodded and smiled, glancing at the wizard.

"And, if I'm not mistaken, you are a mutant, are you not, Rogue?," Gandalf asked.

She looked over at him and nodded. "Yes sir...I am."

The old man chuckled. "We don't see many mutants in Elven realms. As a matter of fact, we don't see many at all. They mainly keep to themselves. You usually can't tell them apart from regular men."

Rogue nodded and looked down at her hands, which lay in her lap. "Uh...I don't mean to be rude....but was there a reason you two wanted to see me?"

The two men glanced at each other and Elrond nodded. "Yes....tell me, Rogue...do you know how you came to be here?"

She looked over at him and shook her head. "No...I remember being asleep in my room, then waking up in the middle of a forest. Next thing I know, I'm being chased by a gigantic spider. I used to dislike spiders, but now I think it's safe to say that I hate them." Both men smiled and Gandalf chuckled. "I remember falling and seeing it above me. Then something whizzed by my head and hit it. I tried to get past it, but it pushed me away and I hit my head. Everything from there is a little blurry, but I remember somebody killing the spider and then seeing if I was okay. He picked me up and put me on his horse....and that's the last I remember."

Elrond stared at her a moment. "You don't know how you came to be in my forest?"

Rogue shook her head. "No....I just remember waking up there."

Gandalf blew another puff of smoke out of his pipe, soaking in what she had said. He had been there when Elrond foresaw her arrival....and neither of them knew its purpose....just that it was somehow connected to what would be discussed at the Council. He smiled over at the girl. "Well, I'm sure that this is very confusing for you, my dear," he said. "But do not fear. We will figure this out." Before Rogue could react, he reached over and patted her hand.

"NO!," Rogue screamed. She felt the familiar pull as her mutation took over, and Gandalf's eyes widened slightly. Faster than ever before, Rogue bolted from the chair, nearly falling over it as she backed away. She watched as Gandlalf's pipe fell to the ground as the old man bent over slightly. "I'm sorry!," she said. "I'm so sorry, Gandalf."

Elrond stood and walked over to his old friend, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Gandalf?" The wizard held up a hand, indicating that he was fine as he straightened in his chair. He looked over at Rogue, seeing tears welling in her eyes. Elrond looked over at her in confusion. "What happened?"

Rogue let out a strangled sob. "It's my so called 'gift," she said. "I can't touch people....it's really complicated, but it's like I take their life force or something....I'm so sorry, Gandalf. I didn't mean to, but I can't control it."

The wizard looked at her, and after a moment, smiled. "It's quite alright, my dear," he said. "Really, it is no reason for tears. I'm perfectly fine. Just a bit shocked is all. I had no idea such mutations existed." He looked up at Elrond, and the elf looked down at him. He knew they were both thinking the same thing: That this girl could be of help. He looked back at Rogue, seeing her wipe the tears from her eyes. "You can't touch anyone?"

Rogue shook her head. "No....well, except, I think that Elves are kinda immune to it." At her words, Elrond walked over to her and took her hand, holding it within his own. Rogue looked up at him, searching for any signs of her mutation taking affect. There was none. Elrong smiled at her, and led her back to her seat, not releasing her hand until they sat.

"It appears that we are."

Rogue looked over at the wizard, seeing him smile. "I'm really sorry...."

Gandalf shook his head. "Now, we'll have none of that, my dear. It was a complete accident....of course, I'll have to remember to be careful next time. How do you live amoung other people?"

Rogue clasped her hands together and placed them in her lap. "I wear gloves....usually a shirt with long sleeves and pants, too....the less skin exposed the better...but I don't sleep in my gloves....so that's why I don't have them."

Gandalf nodded. "Well, when the time comes, we'll make sure to supply you with those things."

Rogue frowned. "What do you mean 'when the time comes?'", she asked. "What's goin' on?"

Elrond leaned towards her. "Rogue...I saw your arrival before it happened," he said softly, looking into her green eyes. "I don't know your exact purpose for being here, but I am sure that it concerns what events are occuring now." At the question in her eyes he shook his head. "I won't explain it now....The Council will be meeting in three days. I wish for you to be in attendance. There, everything will be explained." He looked over at Gandalf, seeing the old man staring at Rogue. He knew that his old friend was deep in thought, more than likely about the reason for the girl being here. "Meanwhile, do enjoy yourself. Rivendell is home to some of the most beautiful gardens in Middle-Earth...I can have my daughter escort you around Rivendell if you wish."

Rogue looked up at him. She was confused...Was she actually here for a reason? What weren't these two telling her? She smiled at him and nodded. "Yeah...that'd be nice. But...in a little while, is that alright? I just...I need to think a little."

Elrond nodded. "Yes of course. I can send her to you this afternoon." He rose when she stood up and he smiled at her. "Do enjoy yourself, Rogue," he said. She nodded and looked over at Gandalf.

"I'm still sorry, Gandalf...." She smiled at them both. "Bye." With that, she walked over to the doors and opened them. With one last smile at them, she left, closing the door behind her.

Elrond sunk down into his seat, looking over at Gandalf. The wizard sighed as he leaned down and retrieved his pipe. "The girl holds some power, Elrond," he said, straightening up again. "My head is still splitting from just that brief encounter....It was as if my life was being ripped from me....I can't imagine the pain she must feel."

Elrond sighed and looked at him. "Do you think she was meant to venture on this quest?"

Gandalf sighed, placing the pipe between his lips again. "I don't know for sure....but I would bet a great deal on it."

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Rogue walked through the garden that lay right outside the library. She ran her fingers over the flowers, amazed at how soft they felt, and how beautiful they were. She had left the library in confusion. She was here for a reason...that's what they had said....but what reason? What could be important enough that would send her to another world? She sighed, tilting her head to the side, and looking around the garden. Elrond had been right....the gardens were beautiful. As she ran her fingers over a flower, the stem broke, and the beautiful pink flower floated to the ground. Stopping, Rogue bent down, carefully picking the flower up and holding it in her hand. She stared at it as she crouched down, admiring the rare flower. She had seen some interesting looking flowers at the school, but never one like this.

"It's a shame to break off a flower in one of these gardens."

Rogue gasped and stood up, turning around at the sound of the voice behind her. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw that it was her handesome rescuerer--Prince Legolas.

The blonde haired elf stood behind her, a devestatingly handesome smile on his face. He looked at her, his blue eyes searching his face. He wore dark green leggings, and a green tunic. A bow and quiver was strapped to his back and he wore brown riding boots. Rogue thought he was even more good-looking since the last time she saw him. Swallowing, she looked down at the flower in her hand, then back up at him. "It's not against the law is it?"

Legolas laughed. "No...but it's a shame to see such a beautiful thing fall to the ground."

Rogue nodded. "Oh...." She looked up at him. "I was actually hoping that I would run into you....I wanted to thank you for saving me the other day."

He smiled. "Yes, I was hoping to see you....I wanted to make sure that you were alright....Are you?" He walked towards her slowly, and Rogue felt her heart speed up. What's the matter with me?

She smiled. "Yeah...a little confused, but...yeah, I'm fine." She looked up at him. "Your name is Legolas, right?" He smiled and nodded.

"Yes...and what is yours, milady?"

Rogue looked up at him. He stood only a few inches away, smiling down at her. She suddenly found it hard to breathe and her legs felt weak. She stared up into his eyes and wondered, once again, what was the matter with her. "Rogue," she said, barely above a whisper.

Legolas smiled down at her. She was beautiful....He had seen that when he had leaned down to see if she was injured the day before. She was small and thin, barely reaching his shoulder. Her dark brown hair was pulled back, but the white streaks that had caught his attention yesterday hung around her face, and his fingers itched to push them aside, to push them behind her ears and cup her flawless cheek. Snapping out of his reverie, he smiled again. "Rogue? It's an unheard of name around these parts....tell me, Rogue...are you mischevious?"

Rogue looked up at him before smiling. "Depends on if something interests me."

Legolas' smile grew and he laughed. Perhaps I will interest you, he thought. Looking down at her hand, he plucked the flower from her grasp. Smiling at her once more, he reached up and placed the pick flower behind her ear. He realized that her eyes followed his every movement, and he felt his heart speed up slightly. How can one woman have this effect on me?, he wondered as he let his arm fall back to his side. Staring into her green eyes he smiled. "It's beauty pales in comparison to yours," he said softly.

Rogue looked up into his eyes, and she found it hard to breathe. "Thank you," she said. They looked at each other for a moment before Legolas smiled again.

"My pleasure," he said. "I fear I must be going....It was a pleasure seeing you once more, Rogue," he said, loving the way her name felt on his lips. He picked up her hand and brought it to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles. "I hope to see again soon." Rogue nodded, unable to mutter any reply. Legolas smiled down at her again and walked off. She turned, watching his retreating back. He glanced over his shoulder, smiling at her again.

Rogue found herself smiling as he disappeared. "If only Kitty could be here now...."

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The Professor sat at his desk as he looked at Jasmine. The raven haired mutant sat in the chair in front of his desk, legs crossed and hand on her knee. The other X-Men stood around the study, all of them listening as the girl explained her mutation and how Rogue fit into the picture. "I've had this mutation first...it was the first one I discovered," she said, looking at the Professor. "I found out that I could go anywhere....my mom and I had had a fight, and I remember lying on my bed, saying, 'I wish I could go someplace where I'm happy.' Next thing I know, I feel asleep and woke up someplace else. I remember spending a few days there, just wondering around. It was so different from Maine...there were Elves."

Logan raised his head and cocked an eyebrow. "Elves?"

Jasmine looked at him and smiled. "It's not as corney as it sounds. They are actually really cool. They're so different from everyone else...they don't hate mutants...no one did. Not men either. Normal people respected us." She looked back at the Professor. "I wanted to stay there forever."

Scott glared at her. "Then why didn't you?," he asked. He was angry at her. One of their own had sent Rogue off somewhere...one of the students they protected....

Jasmine looked at him. "Because as much as I loved it there, I had family back home...I had to see how they would react to my mutation. So I went back...." She looked out the window. " I don't know why I didn't go back after my parents kicked me out. I guess because I couldn't control my telekinesis."

Storm stood up from where she sat and crossed her arms over her chest. "So why did you send Rogue there?"

Jasmine smiled slightly. "Have any of you seen Rogue lately? She's miserable...those voices in her head are getting so much for her...not to mention Dr. Grey's death....I thought she deserved to be happy...I always liked Rogue. She had this way about her that just made me think she deserved so much more than what she had."

The others were silent as she said this. It was funny....they had all thought the same thing....Rogue deserved more than what she had....she coudn't touch anyone....and she deserved to. She deserved to be able to hug someone...to kiss someone...without the fear of holding on too long and taking their life.

"What makes you zink zat Rogue would be happy in zis world?," Kurt asked.

Jasmine was silent for a long moment, unsure of how to word her answer. Looking over at him, she sighed. "Because I know that there is also someone there who is unhappy....and I was just thinking that if Rogue met him...."

The Professor nodded his head. "They would make each other happy." Jasmine looked back at him, and nodded. He sighed. "Jasmine...it was a kind thought....but you know that it would be impossible for Rogue....she is incapable of any human contact."

Jasmine smiled, her white teeth flashing against her tanned skin. "Yeah, but Elves AREN'T human."

The Professor stared at her after that comment. Could she be able to?, he wondered. As far as we know, her mutation only works on humans....but if these Elves are immune to it.... His thoughts were interrupted by Logan's harsh voice.

"Look, kid, it was a nice thought, alright? But we need Rogue back. So, if you would, bring her back."

Jasmine looked over at him sheepishly. "Well....I can't really bring her back."

"WHAT?," came the unison shout from all four X-Men. Jasmine shrinked back into her chair.

"I mean, I can't bring her back from here! I'd have to go to Middle-Earth to do it!"

"Then you'll go there," Logan said. "And you'll take us with you."

"Logan," the Professor began, but Logan cut him off when he held up his hand.

"No, look, Chuch...this is Rogue....Marie...whoever you know her has...I'm not going to let her stay in a world she doesn't know anything about. I don't know about the rest of you....but I refuse to let that happen."

The others were silent for a long moment, then Scott rose from his seat, walking over to stand next to Logan. "I say we go," he said.

They both watched as Storm walked over to them, followed shortly by Kurt. "We can't let Rogue be somewhere where she has no idea what happened," Storm said.

The Professor sighed as he looked at the people he considered family. Sometimes they were too stubborn for their own good. "Very well....Jasmine, how soon can you use your mutation once more?"

The girl looked up at him. "A week at least," she said. "It tires me out a bit....it takes awhile to get the strength I need to use it...Especially since I'll be taking four people with me."

The Professor nodded. "Very well....in a week's time, I would like you to take them to this Middle-Earth." He turned to the others. "Find Rogue....and bring her back."

They nodded and the Professor looked at Jasmine. "You're dismissed, Jasmine." The girl nodded and rose from her seat, walking over to the door and opening it. Before she walked out, she looked back at them. "Look...I'm really sorry...I just....I thought I was doing the right thing....Rogue's a great person...She doesnt' deserve to never be able to find love." With one last apologetic look, she left, closing the door behind her.

The X-Men stood still, none knowing what to say. The story was a little outrageous. After all, a world where Elves existed....a world where Rogue would be able to touch people with no consequences....She deserves it, Logan thought to himself.

"Is it possible, Professor," Storm asked, breaking into Logan's thoughts. "Is it possible that Rogue could actually be able to touch these...Elves," she made a face as she said the word. Who ever thought I'd talk about Elves, she thought. "Could be immune to her mutation?"

They all looked to their mentor, seeing the bald telepath sighing and rubbing his forehead with his hand. "I don't know...This is an unfamiliar territory..." He sighed again and looked over at them. "I can't tell you what to think or what to do....but I do know that we have to find Rogue..."

Scott looked at him, seeing that the Professor was debating something in his head. "Professor?," he asked. "What is it?"

The man looked at them, confusion and angst in his eyes. "I don't know, Scott....all I can wonder is what we will find."

Logan frowned. "What do you mean?"

"If Jasmine's idea does work, and Rogue meets this person...this Elf, I assume....and she is able to touch him....and, pray tell, fall in love....I can't help but wonder if she will WANT to return to Westchester."

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