Author's Note- The last of the "Three Days- Rogue" story, although, anyone who knows how the original "Three Days" went will know what comes next.
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Day Three
You know the lies they always told you
And the love you never know
What's the things they never showed you
That swallow the light from the sun
Inside your room, yeah
-Goo Goo Dolls
This time when Rogue woke up there was no one around. A note laid on the pillow beside her.
Ma chére, Rogue,
Magneto has called me away. Consider the watch a gift. I hope you'll wear it for me again. Now you'll finally be able to hug your friends without fear. There should be a snow mobile waiting outside. There's a set of clean clothes sitting on the table. You're things are in the bag.
Sorry for leaving you like this. I didn't have the heart to wake you, you looked so sweet and peaceful. I know the next time we meet it will probably be on the opposite sides of the battlefield. Last night, sleeping with you in my arms is one memory that will stick with this Cajun.
Avec L'amour
Remy
Rogue folded the letter neatly and went to the table tossing the letter into the bag and grabbing the clothes. They were too big on her but he had been thoughtful enough to leave a belt too, along with a pair of lace-up boots. She got dressed putting on the huge coat last. She recognized it as Remy's trench coat. She went out into the snow. Rogue climbed onto the snow mobile. Ten minutes later she was home.
"Rogue!" Kurt exclaimed. Her brother rushed to her pulling her off the vehicle and hugging her tightly. "Danke Gott! Ve were so vorried! Where were you?"
"With Gambit," Logan said from behind them.
"Ah- it's a long story," Rogue said hesitantly. "Ah'll tell ya, but let me get inside first."
"Are you okay?" Ororo asked concerned. "All you told the professor is that you were okay."
"Ah'm fine," Rogue said. "Last night Ah met up with Gambit."
"Why?" Logan asked bluntly. Hank and the professor had just arrived.
"Well... to be honest Ah don't know. He didn't force me though." She told them about the fall and about Remy saving her life. "And he gave meh this." She took off the watch handing it to Hank.
"Fascinating," Hank breathed after giving it a thorough look over. "Tell me, Rogue, does this do what I believe it does?"
"Yes."
"Quite impressive. Would you like me to take a look at it? Just to be positive it won't do any damage to you?"
"Would you?" She had learned to trust Remy but Magneto was another matter entirely.
"It would be my pleasure, my dear."
"Would someone tell the rest of us what's goin' on?" Logan demanded.
"This acts as a suppressant to the X-gene only when it's being worn," Hank guessed.
"Yeah," Rogue agreed.
"I've been working on something like this myself," Hank announced. "I'm fairly sure that it's safe, however it is best to be positive."
"And he gave this to you out of the goodness of his heart?" Logan asked flatly.
"I think we all know why he gave it to her," Kurt said crossing his arms.
"Even Ah know that," Rogue said. "But he didn't try anything."
"We were going to head home anyhow," Xavier interrupted. "Why don't we all just get ready? You may want to go start to pack, Rogue."
Thanks, professor, Rogue sent to him on her way up the stairs.
Think nothing of it, he responded. I'll talk to them. But, Rogue, please be careful.
Aren't I always? His only response to that was the impression of a raised eyebrow.
A couple hours later
They walked in to see Kitty and a man standing near the door. "How are ya, sugah?" Rogue asked hugging her roommate.
"I'm fine," Kitty said smiling. "I missed you guys."
"You seem better," Ororo said coming in behind Rogue.
"My fever's almost completely gone," Kitty told her. "How was the trip?"
"Damn Acolytes screwed everything up!" Rogue exclaimed leaving out the part with her spending the night with Remy.
"Language!" the professor scolded without much conviction. "Mr. Wisdom, if you would follow me?" Pete followed the professor to his office.
"You were alone with him for three days?" Jubilee asked excitedly.
"Nothing happened," Kitty said as she and Rogue exchanged glances, both rolling their eyes. She took a couple of Rogue's bags to help her.
"Three days alone with a hot guy and nothing happened?" Jubilee asked incredulously. "You are a disgrace to woman kind!"
"I was sick," Kitty said. "He took care of me. That simple!"
"He took care of you?" Jubilee was re-interested. Rogue would never admit it for fear of sounding too girly, but she was a bit curious herself.
"Yeah, he made me stay in bed almost the whole time," Kitty pouted. "The jerk." She sat down the bags. Jubilee left to go to her own room.
"So nothin' happened?" Rogue asked.
"No," Kitty said. "He just took care of me."
"That's actually really sweet," Rogue said before smiling alittle. "Excuse meh as Ah gag."
"Funny," Kitty said. "So, what about the fight with the Acolytes? Like, how'd that go?"
"Fine," Rogue shrugged.
"Did you see Gambit?"
"Kitty-"
"I know you totally like him."
"How?"
"You talk in your sleep."
Rogue was mortified to feel her cheeks grow warm. Well, she figured, if she was going to share with anyone, it'd be best for it to be her roommate. Kitty wouldn't tell anyone, she knew to keep gossip like this to herself. For one: she respected Rogue's privacy, and two: she knew better than to risk her roommate's wrath. "Okay, Ah'll make a deal with you, Ah'll tell ya but if you say anything about it ya die, all right?" Kitty nodded happily. Rogue proceeded to tell her about what had happened during the three days. "Wow," Kitty said smiling.
"Ah know," Rogue said. "Stupid Cajun!"
Kitty laughed. "You really like him don't you."
"No… maybe a little. What about you, Kit? You like this Wisdom guy?"
"I don't know," Kitty admitted. "He's weird. I can't decide if he's nice or a jerk."
"Ah have that same problem," Rogue sighed. The professor announced that their dinner had arrived.
Later
Rogue sighed staring outside. Kitty was writing on her computer occasionally stopping and staring at her comforter in confusion. "Rogue?" she asked softly.
"What's up?" Rogue asked turning to face her friend.
"Do you, like, think it's okay, you know, to date older guys?"
"This about Pete?"
"How'd you know?"
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Lucky guess."
"Well... what do you think?"
"Do you like him?"
"Yeah."
"How does he feel?"
"I- I totally don't know! I think he might like, like me... maybe I just misinterpreted things."
"What things?"
"M-maybe the kiss was just, like, playing around or something." Kitty was one of Rogue's closest friends, but the valley girl drove her nuts and it got worse when Kitty rambled.
"What kiss?"
"He kissed me."
"When?"
"About an hour ago."
"Kit, Ah know Ah'm no expert on matters of the heart but it seems to meh that he does like ya. Ah don't think he'd do that unless he liked ya."
"What are you going to do about Remy?"
"Nothin'."
"Why?"
"He's just playin' with me."
"You can't know that."
"Kit, guys like Remy are just in it for the chase. He doesn't actually care about meh."
"For the record, I don't believe that, and further more, I don't think you do either." This was when Rogue could actually see Kitty's intelligence shining through. When they were awake in the middle of the night just talking. Kitty shut her laptop and turned out the light.
"You're wrong," Rogue said.
"Are you trying to," Kitty yawned for a moment before continuing, "convince me or yourself?"
"Shut up, Kitty."
Her roommate giggled. "Good night."
In Canada
"All packed, mate?" John asked.
"Oui," Remy said tossing his bag in the back.
"What's wrong?" Piotr asked seeing the Cajun's expression.
"Dere's dis femme."
"What else is new?" John asked rolling his eyes.
"Non, she's different."
"I believe the American phrase is 'hell is freezing over," Piotr said.
"Did you just make a joke, tinman?" John asked. "Remy's in love and Piotr is telling jokes. This is completely wrong."
"Hold it, sparky, Remy ain't in love. It's mutual admiration."
"Whatever," the Aussie said dismissively. "Point is, mate, that this is what you get."
"What are y' talkin' bout?"
"Obviously this shiela don't want t' be with you. After all of yer one night stands you found a girl you want to be with and where is she?"
"Home," Remy said cryptically.
"Right," John said slowly. They were all silent for a few minutes watching as the scenery sped by in the van they were traveling in.
"I don't love her," Remy said softly.
"Are ya tryin' to convince us or yourself?" John asked raising an eyebrow.
"Shut up, John," Remy growled under his breath.
