Ah!! I'm having some writer's block issues, so if this sucks, I apologize, but I didn't want to stop writing. I've been looking forward to writing this part the entire time (damn, you, plot development!) so here it is, boys and girls, the one you've all been waiting for. Scott gets * ahem * knocked unconscious. 3 guesses why- but I think you all know. Anywho, thanks again to everyone who reviewed!! It inspires to me write more, and keep going with the story. but now I'm babbling. W/out further ado here's part 4.

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Rogue stayed in her room for the rest of day. She just sat at the window, looking out. When anyone tried to talk to her she ignored them; looking the other way, completely tuned out. After Kitty had gone to sleep Rogue left the room. She walked through the dark halls, savoring the silence, and trying to organize her scattered thoughts. She walked quietly into the rec-room and sat down on the couch. She pulled her knees close to herself and closed her eyes, just listening to the silence. She tried to process everything that had happened, tried to remember exactly what she said- but the only thing she heard clearly, echoing in her mind were Jean's words. 'He doesn't want you, and he never will.' These words sounded over and over again in her mind. Creating a never-ending mantra, a single tear slipped down Rogue's cheek. She almost allowed herself to cry, but just then she heard a foot-step behind her. She jumped up, and spun around to face whoever had entered. "Scott?"
"Hey, Rogue."
"What're you doin' up?"
"I just couldn't sleep."
"Funny ya' should say that." Rogue scowled and sat back down on the couch.
Scott sat down next to her, she turned away. "What did Jean say to, Rogue?"
"Wha, she didn' tell ya'?" Rogue asked her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"No, she didn't."
Rogue stood up, and walked a few steps away from him. "Then wha should ah tell ya'?"
Scott looked slightly surprised by this question. "I don't know. Because I'm your friend?" He said it as a question, making it even lamer than it would usually have been.
"Maybe that's not good enough, Scott. An' how can ah be sure that ya' are my friend. What have ya' done for me?"
"I- I don't know." He paused, "well on that Geology trip, I stopped the bus from flipping. I guess."
"Great. Thanks." Scott looked ready to open his mouth, but Rogue continued. "Do ya' always report everythin' ta' Jean? Do ya' always tell her everythin' that happens? Do ya' always betray someone, if it means pleasing Jean?" Scott sat there staring at her, he obviously had no reply. "Don't let her push ya' aroun' like that, Scott. Ya' can't let her break ya'. Ya' jus' can't."
"She'd never hurt me."
"Wouldn't she?"
"She would never hurt anyone."
Rogue's eyes narrowed, and anger flared up inside. "Well, she hurt me!"
"I'm sure she didn't mean to."
"An' ah'm sure that ya' have no idea what she meant. Ya' weren't there, Scott. Ya don't know what she said to me!" Rogue's voice quavered slightly, and she stopped speaking.
"So tell me."
"Ah won't. It's ma' business, besides, ya'll go and tattle on me to Miss Perfect."
"Eventually you'll have to trust someone, Rogue."
"Every time ah do, ah get burned. So what's my incentive. Ah don't wanna' pretend anymore, Scott. Ah'm sick of it!"
"Then don't."
"Fine." Rogue strode over to Scott, and pulled him up. "Here's me not pretending anymore." She pulled him close, and kissed him. In a moment, he was on the floor. "So wha' wouldn' ah wanna' pretend?"

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Um. I think that's the end. But I'm not sure, yet. I just don't know what else to write, plus I think this is a good spot to end it. But if you really hate it ending here, then tell me and I may give in and write more. or I may not, since I am a lazy bum, and I have other stuff I wanna' work on. :-D I hope you all enjoyed it. I have to say, that for my first fan-fic it's not completely terrible. if I do say so myself. Thank you all for reading it!!!