A/N: Thank you Veronica, Xiowolfe, Roguechere, and Blix Howlett for the reviews! This is ::winces:: unfortunately the last chapter to this story. . Thank you all again for your support in this and all the wonderful reviews!
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I froze, my whole body tensing as I slowly turn to face Bobby standing over me with one hand pointed towards my head. He scowls angrily, "What did you do to Rogue?" It's no big secret that he's had a crush on her since he arrived, which was before me. I shake my head, "Nothing."
His eyebrows draw together then he turns and whistles to the others, "I found him!"
"Bobby no!" I said frantically, "You don't understand. I didn't do anything to Rogue, Xavier did! Xavier murdered her father and little brother then kidnapped her." Bobby stared down at me with wide eyes letting everything soak in. I turned my head as Scott showed up soon after Bobby's cry followed by several other mutants. I shivered on the ground, my lip and nose bleeding along with several scratches on my face and arms.
My eyes slid over to Bobby who looked to be having an internal debate with himself. He blinked raking a hand through his hair, having not bothered to ice up before confronting me. Scott snarled looking like all he wanted to do was punch me into the ground, "Bastard." He hissed.
I swallowed thickly, "Come on Scott," I said softly not bothering to stand due to the condition my feet were in, "You can't possibly think that I'd do that without-"
"Without what?" Scott snapped, "A motive? Without what damnit!?"
I stared at Scott pointedly, "Scott, Xavier was evil and plotting against the human race using you and," I waved my hand at the others, "everyone here to help him. He wanted just one race and was willing to kill for it."
"I believe that you are wrong James," Ororo said angrily, her eyes glazed over white, "Professor Charles Xavier was a peaceful man. He wanted nothing more than humans and mutants to coexist peacefully."
"No!" I nearly shouted shaking my head exasperatedly, "He didn't. If that's what he wanted then why would he have created the X-men? He had you all under mind control so you wouldn't see the truth!" Why couldn't these people just see that!?
Scott scowled reaching to his glasses when a scream from behind him jerked his attention away.
"Stop!" It was Rogue. Oh thank God it was Rogue…
Jean ran behind her looking apologetically to Scott, "She escaped." She mouthed when he glared at her behind his glasses.
Rogue ran to me touching my face gently, "Oh God James." She whispered gloved hands caressing my torn cheek, she then turned to Scott, "Stop this! Xavier had you all brainwashed! Don't you see?" She repeated what I had practically just said. I frowned slightly tilting my head to the side, they weren't going to believe her either I could see it on all of their faces. Everyone but Bobby, there was something in his eyes that showed, for once, that he comprehended what we were trying to say. Not that I'm say Bobby's stupid, but he's had his moments.
"You're the one who was brainwashed," Scott hissed, his hand poised by his temple, "Now move or I'll kill you both."
Rogue shook her head hugging me around the neck. I looked at her, "Don't do this." I whispered and she shook her head again staring at me with such determination in her eyes. Oh God I couldn't let her kill herself, not for me.
"Scott, no." Bobby whispered frantically reaching his hand to Scott's shoulder but Scott ignored him frowning angrily. He pulled his glasses from his eyes and in the split second I had before the blast would hit us both, I grabbed Marie and turned shielding her from the blast. She will not be another casualty in this war…
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Rogue screamed and continued to scream even after Scott put his glasses back on and left with Jean trotting behind him. James collapsed to the ground on his side, smoke from his charred skin rolling off his back. Everyone stared at the two gaping in shock. Rogue sobbed touching James' face gently, "Please heal… please." She whispered her gloved hands trembling.
James smiled weakly, "I got it," He rasped taking her hand in his, "You had… you had my power. That's why Rose was…Rose was…" He coughed violently blood speckling his lips, coating them like a dark crimson lipstick.
"Someone go get help!" Rogue shouted her eyes landing on Bobby pleadingly, "Please…" She shook her head angrily when he didn't move just stared at her in shock, "You'll make it. You're gonna be okay." She whispered softly wiping his bangs from his eyes.
"Not… this time…" James gasped his eyes glazing over and his breathing slowing, "'m sorry…darlin'…"
Rogue choked back a sob as she rested her head on his chest, "James?" She whispered closing her eyes.
Bobby went to her side and tried to pull her away but she screamed and pulled away from him angrily going back to James' still body. Bobby shot daggers at Scott's retreating back, "Rogue," He said softly turning back to the sobbing girl, "Please get up."
"No… he'll heal, he'll heal." She cried staring down at James' face like he'd open his eyes any second. Carefully she pressed her lips against his forehead and let out a cry when nothing happened.
Bobby slowly knelt down onto his knees, Rogue surprised him back flinging herself into his arms and burying her head into his chest.
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James Logan
1987-2005
He was 18 years old and died on the year I was born… Maybe that was the reason I had been drawn to this particular spot…
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The End
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A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this fic as much as I did! I know all of you wanted something more to have happened between Rogue and James, maybe the last line gave you all a little something to think about. ::wink:: ::wink:: lol
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