Disclaimer: Again, I don't own any of them but I really wish I did. I only really want one and maybe Santa will put him in my stocking! I do however own the mutant named Tremor.

Distribution: Anywhere someone would like to post it, just be polite and ask.

Author's notes: Thanks to Khaki, Jessyca, Faedyn, Kyrie and Mandi K. for all your support, friendship and especially for their patience. Also a special thanks to my sister Carolyn for sticking by me. It really means a lot to me. I also want to apologize to my readers that it has taken so long for the continuation of this story and for its completion in the near future. I hope you all will enjoy and hope it was worth waiting for.

Rated: R – language, torture, etc.

CHAPTER 12 – REMEBERANCE

After Rogue/Siren left the room, she leaned up against the door jam. She felt exhausted, she reflected back on what she had just done and strangely she felt a pang of sorrow and regret. She shuddered and wept bitterly. She became agitated with herself and pushed herself off the wall and shook herself. "Get a hold of yourself, you're not some sniveling child", she thought to herself. She headed for her room down the hall. She felt that she needed rest and she also knew it was time for her medication.

The medication that Magneto had her take to control the headaches and the nightmares. The nightly dreams or were they memories? She couldn't be sure anymore. Every time she tried to capture the fragments or try to remember her dreams she would get excruciating headaches. When she would ask Magneto about it, he would push her off and change the subject, saying that it had to do with her terrible trauma from the past. When she would think of it, she would get horrible flashes but he always said that everything would become clear to her in time.

When she was venting all her rage just now against their "guest" she got flashes of this man holding her tenderly and with what seemed as love. There was another flash of him leaving her, she suddenly felt around her neck as if something wasn't right, like something was missing but the feeling disappeared so fast as if she was imagining it. In the room, when he had begged her to remember and called her Marie, she became angrier and very confused. She took this all out on the prisoner, this man they called Wolverine. As she thought of his name she had another flash of herself in a vehicle, which looked like a truck, they were side by side and she had just told him her name and he gave her his "Logan" . Along with this "flash" came a voice in her head I'm here. Help me sweetheart, help yourself.. "O great, now I'm hearing voices." She thought to herself. She felt her heart beating rapidly and she found herself gasping for air, unable to breathe.

"What the hell! What is going on? What is real?" she said to no one in particular, holding her head as the pain came. When she finally reached her room she was near collapse. Her hands shook as she reached for the knob but before she could open it, the door was ripped from her hands and she was roughly yanked into the room. A furry hand that was covered by a glove was clamped over her mouth. She forgot her confusion and became very angry. She fought her captor with all the strength she had left. Finally a voice was able to penetrate her anger

"Don't turn around, just listen ----- Don't listen to them and don't take that shit they are giving you. If you do as I say, all your questions will be answered. Here is a key." She heard a small item being dropped onto her dresser, "Take it, get Wolverine and get the hell out of here before you and everyone else is destroyed."

As she stopped struggling and seemed to relax the hand was slowly removed, but wavered close by just in case she screamed.

"Why the hell should I believe you? That animal down there means nothing to me, at least not anymore." She hissed through her clenched teeth, as she remember the nightmares of her humiliation and torture at that man's hands or are they real? she questioned herself.

"Just do what I said. This has all gone too far and it can't continue, I won't let it!" The intruder growled. "That metal headed man is obsessed and won't be satisfied until he destroys himself, Charles Xavier and everyone around them. That asshole Tremor is even worse. All he sees is revenge!"

With that, she was suddenly shoved against the wall and there was a crash of glass coming from the window. When she turned around, the window was smashed, she looked out but saw nothing. Rogue/Siren had an idea who her visitor had been. They hadn't seen the furry mutant called Sabretooth since the day that they trapped Wolverine. They all figured that Sabretooth had turned tail and ran underground as fast has he could. She never questioned it, she just figured that they were right.

She didn't have time to dwell on those thoughts or what he had just told her because she heard footfalls in the hall getting closer to her room. She didn't know why but she went to the window and rubbed her hand against the shattered glass cutting her hand until it bled like hell. She was acting purely on instinct. It seemed that she was watching from a distance as drops of blood fell from her hand to the rug, one slow drop at a time.

She finished just in time before the door was forced open and in rushed Tremor followed by Magneto.

"What the hell happened here?" Tremor shouted as he ran to the window and looked out. He turned around and looked at Rogue/Siren, her hand, the blood and finally the blood on the smashed glass.

He went over to Rogue/Siren and roughly grabbed her by her arms. Lucky for him she hadn't had time to change or he would have been lying on the floor in bad shape. "I said, what the hell happened?" "Who was here?" he shouted in her face. "God damn it, tell me the truth bitch! Who was here?" He was shaking her so bad that her head was snapping back almost to her back. He was so livid he was forgetting the real reason he was coming to visit her ~ to begin his seduction.

Rogue/Siren struggled in his grasp. "Leave me alone! Get your damn grubby hands off me!" She shouted.

Magneto spoke up for the first time since coming in the room ~ "Release her at once! Can't you see that the girl has injured herself?" He commanded as he took her from Tremor's hands. "Here, take this and wrap your hand." He said as he handed her a towel. "Sit here and tell us what happened. Was there someone with you? We thought we heard voices before we reached your door."

Rogue/Siren took the offered towel and sat on the edge of the bed looking from Tremor back to Magneto. She didn't know why for sure but she felt she had to protect her "visitor" somehow. I don't know what is going on but something it wrong here, I can feel it she thought to herself, to the others looking at her she said - "I was so pumped up and angry from my "playtime" with our guest that I came in here and got carried away. I was too close to the window and I put my hand through it. That's all." The lie came very easy to her.

As she put her hand to her head she has another vision flash before her eyes of her and their prisoner, he had his arm around her telling her that he would always protect her. The vision lasted only a few seconds but with it came the confusion and followed shortly was the excruciating pain in her head. She felt herself letting go and falling.

The movement did not go unnoticed by either Magneto or Tremor. Both looked at each other and Tremor was the first to reach her before she hit the floor. He placed her on the bed, not missing the opportunity of pawing a breast under her clothes. He glanced at her stomach as the shirt that she was wearing crept up exposing her creamy stomach. As he licked his lips, he wondered if this was going to delay his plans.

Magneto bent over her still form feeling for a pulse. He found one that was rapid and strong. "Go get Mystique and bring the girl's medicine. I think her visit with our guest was too much for her and we don't want her to catch on and remember, not now anyhow. It would ruin everything." Instructing Tremor to hurry before she regained consciousness.

"The drug that you give her, it won't affect what I have planned for her and Wolverine later, will it? Tremor demanded. It would be better for her to remember everything now then for the drug to interfere with his plans later. Either way he would have his revenge. He thinks he can use my woman then try and kill me. After what he did to me, my woman, my mate killed herself, now he will take his revenge on Wolverine by taking his woman, using her then killing her in front of him A low growl formed in Tremor's throat as he thought back to that day.

"Not at all. It will just keep her real memories suppressed and ours seem real." Magneto advised. "We will just have to increase the dosage until we are ready, it seems that the brainwashing is wearing off too soon. I must have mistaken her strength of will and how much she cares for the other mutant down the hall."

"I'll be right back with the stuff, just remember SHE'S mine." Tremor said as he turned and went out of the room.

Magneto looked down at the small still figure on the bed. "My dear, if you only knew what is in store for you. You would be running for your life."

He reached down and smoothed a single white curl from her face. "We should have finished our business that night in the statue, my dear, but Charles had to interfere with my plans. He had to save humanity but thanks to you we will see the beginning of the end of Charles Xavier and his precious X-Men."

Rogue/Siren started to stir, she attempted to rise but found herself held down by a firm arm. She started to struggle but the arm held strong. "Stay still, this will only hurt for a second then the headache and pains will all be gone." Soothed Magneto

"I'm fine! I don't need it!" Shouted Rogue/Siren. She struggled for all it was worth. She had never struggled before with the shots because they helped her, but now she WANTED to remember, she HAD to remember. Something or someone in her mind was telling her to fight the medicine. But she was too exhausted to put up much of a fight. She felt a sharp sting and then a warm sensation. Her body started to respond to the drug, she felt herself falling into oblivion.

"NO!" she weakly interjected but that's all it was, a feeble attempt. She knew from the past it was useless to fight the drug but she felt this time if she didn't she would never wake up again. It was different this time, before she welcomed the nothingness of the drug but not this time!

As the dark nothingness overcame her she saw the face of the man down the hall but this time he was not bruised and bloodied, he was handsome. He was looking at her with kindness and compassion. The last words that she heard was in her mind You runnin' again kid?