AN: Thanks to everyone who reviews, especially since FF.nets been kinda wacky lately. I know it's frusturating for readers to find stories, so I really appreciate this everyone!

Sage of Dark Magic: You hate Remy!? O dear…

Weapon X 61: Thanks for the compliment, and you're 100% right, Joseph was not responsible (just to clear that up) Aww poor Wolverine! I don't like to think that he was spying as much as looking out for Rogue! Sek is a woman who fell for Remy and they may have had a thing for each other, but I believe Remy was just flirting and that he was really still in love with everyone's favorite Southern Belle.  Ace of Spades huh? I'll have to keep that in mind, thanks!

Red Hue: I can't make anyone happy! The chapter has to end somewhere after all! I try to update every Friday, just so you know :0) hehe, with those hints, looks to me like you're a angst reader!

Demonic-Gambit: Another Joseph hater joins the ranks! Welcome, you should fit RIGHT in with the rest of my reviewers :0)

T: Ah yes…glad she woke up…but who know's what she has to say!

The Lankey Yankee: Hum…thanks for the idea…I think I remember that, did Storm have a funky mohawk?

Ishandahalf: hehe, I got that review from you mailed to my email at least 80 times from ff.net. They're having a problem with their e-mail I guess! Seems like everything is getting curiouser and curiouser !

Rogue151: Hey Friday's here again! That wasn't such a bad wait was it!? Interesting theory…you'll have to wait and see!

Remy's Ange: I'm glad you liked the RoLo comment, I've been racking my head trying to think of what to do for them, and that one just kinda popped into my mind. I thought it would be like something Storm would say. Classy yet coy you know? As for the Scott/Jean interaction, I'm REALLY glad you liked that because sometimes I feel that they are often categorized as these boring people, but I felt that they are in love, and they aren't just X-Men, so they should tease each other a bit!

AN: You're all going to hate me by the end of this chapter…

Honor and Consequences

            By: The Sphinx Minx

Chapter 9: Reunions and Regrets

Thoughts

emphasis

telepathic

Remy Le Beau ran down the hall, trenchcoat in hand. He weaved in and out of students and didn't even notice when all the female students gave him a second look of appreciation. Usually he couldn't resist a wink at them, but this time he wasn't even paying attention. So many thoughts were going through his head. He was worried, delighted, terrified and so much more. He was so preoccupied that he nearly ran past the medilab where Rogue was staying. He deftly grabbed the door frame and pulled himself back. He looked in, and saw Rogue sitting at the bay window, team mates and friends surrounding her. They were all chatting happily. Jean turned when she heard Remy and quickly tried to usher everyone out. They left eventually, calling wishes of fast recovery to the Southern woman. Rogue waved and looked out the window. Not the reception Remy had been hoping for.

When everyone had left, Rogue continued looking out the window, showing no recognition of Remy's presence. He stood just inside the door, still in his training uniform, trench coat clutched in one hand. He decided to speak up.

 "Welcome back chere"

That seemed to catch her attention, it was almost as though she didn't even notice he was there. She looked at him and still said nothing. But Remy noticed something was different, wrong…her eyes weren't their usual startling green. They were a crystal clear blue.

 "Chere, your eyes…?"

Rogue finally smiled "Ah've had a rough few weeks Cajun, it's like Beast said, whoever is challenging me for dominance, no matter how weak, reflects in my eyes."

 "Who's challengin' you now?"

 "Henry, Bobby, Ororo…a few people show up every now and then."

 "So what happen'd to you dese last few weeks?"

 "Ah could ask you the same thing" Rogue snapped, quickly changing the mood of the conversation.

Obviously taken aback, Remy was temporarily speechless, "chere, I've been here day and night! I was worried sick, no one knew what was goin' on in dat head of yours!"

 "Yea, then how come each time ah woke up, even for a lil bit, you were never there!"

 "I was Rogue, you gotta believe me. Or I was in de Danger Room."

 "Ah'm sick of your lies! Who were ya runnin off with when I was fighting for my life? The only people I remember are Joseph and Logan!" Rogue's eyes flashed green but quickly returned to blue. "How could ya Rem? Do you know how much that hurts? Do you even care?! You left me! Whatever we had, it's in the past, this isn't working, I'm not gona let you keep hurtin' me!  Get out! Ah need to focus on clearin' my head, Ah don't need any worthless distractions."

Remy stumbled backwards out of the room. Whatever he expected, it wasn't this. Such hate and anger. He couldn't see himself ever reconciling with this woman. Remy Le Beau walked back to the Danger Room to work out and clean his mind of the awful reunion.

He didn't even notice that he passed Jean in the hall who was standing discreetly against the wall. She saw the stormy look on his face and wisely decided to remain silent. She could only imagine what had happened. What was is Scott said about them making each other miserable? She took a deep breath and walked into the medi-lab. Rogue was still by the window. Wide blue…no green…blue again eyes starting out. Jean cleared her throat Rogue blinked and looked over. "What?"

 "Are you ok?"

"Yes…anything else?"


"No…"

 "Ok then….bye"

Jean left the room surprised by Rogue's abruptness. She must be feeling unwell…she could be excused for her rudeness.

*3 Weeks Later*

Everyone was in the kitchen chattering and making breakfast for themselves. Various shenanigans were going on. Juice phasing through glasses, hovering eggs, flying forks, frozen milk, bamfing bacon. Eventually, everyone settled down at the huge table when Rogue walked in. Two and half weeks ago, she had been given as clean a bill of health as the rest of the team from the cabin. None were completely perfect, the effects of the light still lingering. She still seemed eager to join the team.

When everyone saw Rogue, they didn't shout their usual morning greetings "good afternoon sleepyhead!" "Hey lazybones!" or "Hey Rogue, what time zone ya on?" because over the last few weeks, she had become easily irritated and often snapped at her team mates. They thought her bad mood would pass, but it continued. She had managed to brush off, annoy, or snap at every single member of the team at one point or another since her return. At first, they all defended her to each other "Must be a result of the power boost" "She had to focus on fighting the other psyches, who knows how bad they are." "It can't be easy for her." "Mebbe she resents us for bein' in her head." But eventually they stopped trying and let her get on with it.

Rogue settled down next to Joseph and poured herself a bowl of Special K cereal, but didn't add her usual three spoons of sugar. Remy had passed it to her one morning, impulsively, while reading the paper, thinking she had been too out of sorts to ask for it herself.

She gave him a look that would kill, said "you think you know me so well doncha Cajun?" and slammed the sugar bowl on the table. No one passed Rogue anything anymore.

Jean stood up, and announced that the Professor wanted everyone in the Danger Room in an hour for some scenarios, "Rogue, we have been monitoring your solo sessions, and the Professor agrees you are ready to rejoin the team." For the first time in days, Rogue smiled.

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Scott looked around at the X-Men before him…his team… Storm, Phoenix, Iceman, Rogue, Joseph, Gambit, Wolverine, Pyslocke, Archangel, Shadowcat, Nightcrawler, and himself Cylcops. One by one they entered the Danger Room in sweats, spandex, t-shirts, sports bras and headbands. As he scanned the team, he took a second glance at Rogue. "Rogue…erm….you've forgotten your gloves."

She stared down at her bare hands, looking furious with herself. "Ah'll go get 'em"

 "Not to worry Rogue, I don't need mine" Storm stepped forward in front of Rogue and pulled off her elbow length white gloves. Rogue accepted them quietly. The team worked through all the scenarios almost seamlessly. Rogue was her usual powerhouse self, bashing anything in her path with glee, but she seemed to constantly be a step behind the rest of the team. She picked up on their intent, their plan just a bit later, but never too late.

When Cyclops finally called an end to the exercise, everyone gratefully made their way to the locker rooms; it was well past lunch time and they were starving. As they filed out of the Danger Room, Professor X greeted them all from his wheelchair. When Rogue passed,  he called her back and requested a word.

"Yea Professor, what can I do for ya?"

 "How are you feeling Rogue?"

"Fine"

 "No problems?"

 "Nope."

 "I couldn't help but notice you weren't in your usual form this morning."

Rogue said nothing, so Xavier continued; "is there a reason why?"

Rogue finally burst. "I'm sorry if I ruined your precious exercise with your precious team Professor, but the voices in my head have been a little loud lately, and seeing as the greatest telepath in the world can't help me, I guess I'm just gona hafta get used to it. And so will the rest of you!" She glared down at the Professor, white gloved hands on hips, blue eyes flashing.

Xavier did not back down from the latest of many of Rogue's temper tantrums.  

 "Rogue, this latest difficulty you're having with the psyches you've absorbed may be reversible. I'm not saying that I can remove them all, but the light that has strengthened them, should be able to reverse the process.

 "What?"

 "I believe it's worth a try" Rogue snorted at Xaviers comment and turned to walk away. She spoke over her shoulder to her mentor. "Save it for one of the new mutants, ah've heard your promises before."

Professor Charles Xavier sat and watched the only mutant on his team he couldn't help walk down the corridor, trailing her gloved fingers along the wall.

A gruff voice interrupted his thoughts "Charlie?"

 "Yes Logan?"

 "Want me ta' have a word with the darlin'?"

 "No Logan, leave her for now, come lets have some lunch." Xavier turned his chair and started moving toward the kitchen. Logan looked at Rogue sadly a second longer before following.

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She ran her fingers through her brown hair brown hair frowning as the white bits fell into her face. Ugh, how ugly…I hate short hair, never mind that blasted discoloration. She continued frowning into the mirror At least the blue eyes were a positive change. They looked out of place on this face; they belonged to someone else. They weren't Rogue's. She shrugged and looked away. Nothing could be done about that. What was it Gambit was always saying? You play de cards life deals you, and den you improvise a little. She would just have to get used to this recent change. Even if her head was starting to get a little cramped. She just needed to get away from this freakin mansion. All these people who thought they knew her, especially one Remy Le Beau, were starting to piss her off. She wondered what would happen if she requested a leave of absence? They'd probably refuse it based on her latest "medical condition" What if she just left? They'd probably come after her thinking she was kidnapped. She rolled her crystal eyes, These X-Men were so dramatic. She sighed again. She was a smart woman who would come up with a plan soon. Until then, she would just have to do whatever it took.

AN: Another chapter! YaY! So Rogue's back after a little absence. No Joseph hating in that chapter! And its…. over 1400 words! That's pretty much the average length of all my chapters, which is longer than some essays so don't complain!