"Where is she!" Remy yelled, shoving into the library where older Rogue and the professor were having a meeting. He grabbed Rogue by the lapels of her coat and shook her. "Where!"

Rogue took in the shirtless condition of Gambit and the fact that he had a large hickey/bite mark on his neck. "Your lover walk out on ya?"

"Shut up an' tell me where you sen' her!"

"Mr. LeBeau, Ah suggest ya let me go."

"Yes, Gambit, let her loose." The professor stated, rolling around his desk to come close to him. He had no idea what the two were arguing about but there was no reason for violence.

"Non! Not 'til she tell me! Where is Rogue?" Rogue reached up and one by one pulled his fingers back until he was forced to let her go.

"Ah can't tell ya that."

"What is he talking about, Rogue?" The prof searched Remy's mind for any clue to what had caused this outburst. "Ah! She is gone. I can't sense her on the grounds." The prof had a wrinkle in his forehead that said he was concentrating. "I can't sense her at all, nor can I sense Banshee. Why is that?"

Rogue smiled and shrugged. "No idea."

Just then the library doors, for the second time in five minutes slammed open. "Professor, it's time!"

"What are you talking about Scott?"

"They're attacking!" All three occupants of the room ran (or in the prof's case rolled) to the window. Sure enough, they were under attack. The same people would attack them by at the party were attacking them now.

"Assemble whoever isn't out there already. I'll go to Cerebro and try to help from there." Scott and the Prof left the room, both going off to their assignments; Rogue and Gambit simply stared at each other.

"Dis isn't over." Gambit said through clenched teeth, before he too joined the battle outside.

Rogue watched him go. "Not by a long shot, boy."

"Don' tell him where Ah went!" Rogue pleaded as she dragged her heavy suitcase towards the taxi out front.

"Ah didn't intend to." Her older version replied.

"It's not that Ah don't want him to know…but Ah won't be able to deal wit' him while Ah do this." She was lying, her older self knew. She was telling herself that being in love with Gambit would complicate raising another man's child. Her younger self was wrong, but hey, that was just her opinion.

"Come on Rogue! We must go!"

"Alright, Sean! Are ya sure ya don't need us for the battle?"

"Yeah, we'll be fine. Go, raise my baby." Damn it, she wasn't going to cry.

Rogue watched the taxi drive away until she could no longer see them. This was the hardest part, knowing that her child was leaving her forever. Knowing that her child would grow up and never remember her. It was better though. He would be raised by herself as a younger, less hard mother.

Rogue began to repeat to herself, "This is best." Hopefully if she said it enough, this knowing feeling in her stomach would go away.

John slipped into the room and padded silently across the floor. "Are you sure…"

"Yeah. It's the only way. Can ya handle that?"

"Sure, after all I'm not the one who's going to die Rogue…you are."

Rogue turned to John. "Hopefully, mah death will keep a hell of a lot more from happenin'."

"Or your plan will backfire and you'll end up destroying every alternate dimension there is."

Rogue smiled. "Come, now, love. She won't allow that." Rogue pointed to the raging flame outside. "She is the dark…but Ah am the light."

For those of you who are curious, this chapter and the last two were all actually one chapter, but I didn't like the way they flowed so I separated them. I know they're short, but I at least posted them all in one day. Shocking things, aren't they?