AN: This is my sequel to Longing, set a few weeks later

Disclaimer: Don't own anything here apart from the plot which ain't that fantastic!

Chapter 1: A Thief in the Night

Rogue perched casually in the tree as she studied the house in front of her through the high tech night vision binoculars held in her black-gloved hands. The house was more like a mansion, set back form the road in large grounds. From her position outside the walls in a large sycamore tree she could pick out the different safety precautions: video surveillance, motion sensors and detectors around the windows.
Earlier in that week she had managed to obtain all the information she had needed, by posing as a reported who wanted to interview Nigel Barrette, the owner of the mulit-national electronics company Barrette and Co. She had gone through the interview as a real reporter would have and at the end had shoke his hand with her bare one. The effect had been immediate but different from normal; she was able to control it. She had taken the information she needed causing no permanent damage, it would seem to him as if he had only fainted. He had come round after a few minutes and apologized for fainting as she left.

Rogue slipped the binoculars into the space on her belt and dropped from her branch into the grounds. She landed gracefully and remained in her crouched position as she surveyed her immediate surroundings. Moving swiftly from her position and using her gained intelligence she made her way round to the back of the house. The security round there was less secure and this would be her point of entry. Approaching the back door cautiously she retrieved a small piece of wire from her pocket. Kneeling in front of the door she slipped the wire into the lock and began to twiddle it and a few seconds later she was rewarded with an audible click. She then brought out a flat piece of metal with a handle and flipping a switch it began to heat. After a few moments she took it and at the base of the door inserted it in the small gap between the frame and the door. She slowly moved it upwards until she felt a slight pull as it sliced through the bottom bolt. Pulling it out she did the same at the top and opened the door. Replacing the tools she went into the room walking softly on the ceramic floor. She made her way through the spacious kitchen ignoring the contents and headed down the hall. She found herself in the main entrance hall and made her way to the door leading to Barretts study while sticking to the shadows. Opening the door softly she went in and closed it behind her silently. In the moonlight she saw the large desk with two massive bookcases behind it against the wall. She approached the one on the left and pulled the third book on the forth shelf. Stepping back the case swung forward revealing a short, slopping passage way.
She started down it and found herself in front of a sealed metal door, to the left of which was a keypad. After tapping the five digit code in the door swung open to reveal a small room. She walked in, her boots clicking softly on the hard floor. She saw that the room contained several different vaults and safes of varying size. She approached the one that she knew contained the package she was after. Squatting in front of it she began to quickly turn the dial. She had eventually turned the dial into the six different numbers and the she pulled the lever sharply upwards. It opened with a tiny creak to reveal a space with only one package. Rogue picked it up and weighed it in her hand. It was smaller than she had expected, smaller than her palm and lighter too. Shrugging slightly she placed it securely in a pocket inside her tight black jacket. Closing the vault she got up and crossed the vault room and left quietly, the door shutting behind her. She made her way through the main study and down to the kitchen making sure all signs of her entry were gone. When in the kitchen she looked around for the cash, well if the back door was ruined she might as well make it look like a simple robbery.
Using the skills she had picked up from various sources (coughRemycough) she quickly and systematically raided the kitchen. She took less than ten minutes to come up with a wad of a couple hundred dollars, which she stuffed in her pocket.

She made her way to the out the back door and back the way she had come. At the ground wall she found the tree she was looking for and climbed nimbly up its trunk and onto the wall. She jumped down onto the soft grass on the other side, and glancing round saw her beloved bike propped up next to the wall. She went over to it and climbed on kick starting the engine and sped down the road and onto the freeway.

About half an hour later she pulled up in front of a warehouse and drove in through the open doorway. She switched her engine and climbed off propping it up before walking to a door in the wall. She opened it went in and closed it behind her. After it had clicked shut the floor juddered slightly as it began to sink down into the ground. She stood on the platform tapping her foot impatiently as it descended slowly. It finally jolted to a stop to reveal a corridor with a smooth flat door at the end. She approached it and tapped in a code on the keypad to the side and the door slid open with a hiss. She marched her way though the maze of corridors before, confident of her direction. She approached what looked like a dead end with silver panels on the wall and pushed one of the panels inwards, almost instantaneously a door opened to reveal a small waiting room. To impatient to stay she went into the main room by the means of a normal door without knocking. She entered a well-lit large room except for the end where there was a desk and behind that desk was the dark silhouette that had haunted her dreams only two months ago. Approaching the desk she pulled the little package out of her pocket and tossed it on the desk once she was close enough. It skidded to a halt in front of the man who reached out with a large tanned and smoothed skinned hand he picked it and fiddled with it.

"Thank you Rogue." He said causing a shiver to go up her spine as she briefly remembered those dreams. The man got up and stepped around his desk and into the light. He stood opposite Rogue as she took in his appearance. He was over six feet tall with sandy blond hair, which was slightly wavy. He had piercing blue eyes that seemed top bore into her as he stared and all of this added up to a hunky jock type guy who was probably only in his early twenties. As she studied him her thoughts went to her friends she had left behind, he seemed like Jeans type and Kitty would definitely think he was 'hot'. He smiled under her scrutiny, flirting indirectly with her. She scowled at him and took her usual defensive position of crossing her arms over her chest leaning to one side slightly, more weight on one foot than the other.

"Rogue your next lesson needs to be scheduled for today," he told her smoothly. She nodded curtly and he carried on, "I have organized for a special lesson later on at approximately five this afternoon.

"Fahne," she told him and spinning on her heel she left. She made her way quickly through the corridors heading towards the living quarters passing the communal areas on her way. As she made her way past the dining room she saw the bleary eyed members of the team otherwise known as the Nasty Boys. She saw both Ramrod and Ruckus make their way into the room and averted her eyes from the horror which was Hairbag eating. Walking on quickly she came to her room and she went in where she found a blonde haired woman, scantily clad in a white uniform waiting for her. The woman smiled at her and Rogue smiled warily back.

"Hey sugah." Rogue said as she dumped her stuff on the floor and then promptly collapsed onto the bed looking at the woman.

"He's working you too hard," she stated looking at her with a worried expression. "You're new to this and he has you out practically every night stealing God knows what from some rich blokes. Why do you do it?" she asked.

"Ah do it because Ah have to. Ah want control, he gives me control and Ah return the favour by stealing stuff." She told her briefly remembering why she was here. He better appreciate this, she thought. Her mind drifted back to the family she had left behind, especially to one certain Cajun. Her friend watched her as she drifted away from reality and into thought. She waved her hand in front of Rogue's face until she had her attention back in the room. "What do ya want Emma?" she asked warily knowing full well that she wanted something. The blonde smiled at her exhausted friend and began:

"Well, there's a new club in town that's just opened and I really want to go but I can't on my own and I can't take one of the nasty boys so I was hoping you would come with me. Please." She said fast enough to even compete with Pietro, watching her friend intently. "Rogue?" she asked when her friend didn't answer.

Rogue looked at her; jolted out of her memories of the last time she was at a club and smiled warily thinking she should meet Kitty. "Erm, Ah don't know, maybe Ah will. Look Ah'll talk to ya later after mah lesson this afternoon and then Ah'll tell ya." She said as her eyelids began to droop. Emma began to reply but Rogue was already asleep so she left quietly.

X-mansion

"Now he is hot!" a purple haired girl exclaimed in a crisp British accent, as she looked down into the danger room. Kitty followed her gaze and saw Remy jumping around going through the simulation. Kitty's eyes returned to the control panel in front of her as she replied.

"No Betts, not him," she told her while fiddling with a few knobs.

"Why not? Is he gay? Ohhhh!" Betts asked in a curious voice as she turned to Kitty.

"No, he's taken," Kitty, told her smiling at her enthusiasm as the programme finished and Remy left the room.

"By who?" asked Bettsy as she looked at the little brunette attentively.

"Rogue," Kitty answered simply shutting down the computer and turning to the new recruit.

"You mean the bird that just left, he's still with a chick that skipped out on him? Why?" she asked unaware that the door had opened and someone had entered. She saw Kitty's face and the shocked expression and her face fell, "he's behind me ain't he." Kitty nodded and Bettsy turned to face a sweaty Cajun who was watching her blankly. He forced a smile onto his face as Bets looked at him.

"Let Remy tell yo' a little story. Once dere was a cute, loveable Cajun who was a real ladies man until one day he met the most belle fille in de world. Now he loved her so much that he switched sides for her even though she was untouchable. He pursued her and found that she loved him back but she left. She left because she couldn't bear to love someone and not ever be able to touch him." As he told her his smile disappeared and was replaced by a pained look. He snapped out of it and smiled at hem warmly, "and now if you'll excuse Remy he would like to talk to de chat."

Betts taking this as an instruction to leave promptly did so leaving her new friend with the Cajun.
"Ignore Betts, Rem, she's new and doesn't understand," Kitty told him softly. "Right so what did you, like, want to talk to me about so privately?"

"Can you hack into computers?" he asked not beating about the bush.

"Well, like, yeah. Computer class is totally my best class." She told him perkily.

"Bon, cause Remy want you to do something for your favourite Cajun," he told her with a winning smile.

"What?" Kitty asked cautiously looking at him suspiciously.

"Remy want you to hack into de school computer to find out where Rogue is." He told her. Kitty looked shocked for a second but then immediately started to protest.

"Remy, I don't know, that would be like, totally breaking the rules. And then I'm not sure I can, I mean the school is big on security and.. and ….." Kitty babbled on trying to find excuses. Remy took her small hands in his and looked at her.

"Please petite," he asked looking so utterly forlorn. Kitty looked into his eyes no longer as bright as before and relented. His face relaxed visibly and went to the door to leave.
"Remy, I miss her too you know," she told him as the door closed behind him. She turned back to the screen and began typing energetically.

Secret Base

Rogue awoke to the sound of the tanoy system calling her name. For a moment she was disorientated but she soon realized where she was. Puling herself out of bed she changed into her training gear and left the room. She went into the training room to find three people waiting for her. Emma was sitting on a bench at the side of the room while Dreamcatcher was standing in the middle of the room in deep conversation with a strange woman. At her entrance he looked up breaking off his conversation and motioned for her to come over to him.

"Ah Rogue, you're here. Well good. This is Ms Denvers and she will be helping us later on with your training" Miss Denvers extended her hand to Rogue who didn't take it in hers as she was not wearing her gloves.

"The untouchable right?" she asked with a smile not offended at all. Rogue smiled back and nodded.

"Great, shall we begin now?" asked Dreamcatcher smarmily.

Rogue nodded her consent and the lesson began. The routine was normal with Emma helping with her psychic abilities and Dreamcatcher with the use of Rogues subconscious to allow her to gain control. They finished the usual training programme before they moved onto the next part.

"Now Rogue, Carol has been kind enough to volunteer to help you with your, training. So shall we begin?" Dreamcatcher briefly explained. Rogue exchanged confused looks with Emma at the lack of explanation from her boss but shrugged it off.

"Right Rogue I want you to take Carols bare hand in yours and to hold on. Do not break contact. You have so far been able to control your power for only a few minutes. Well I hope that this will be able to help." He told her smoothly.

"What makes ya think she can make a difference?" she asked sceptically looking at the woman next to him.

"I have a very thick skin," she said softly a small smile playing on her pouty lips as if what she had said was a personal joke.

"Fahne, but Ah did warn ya," rogue said walking to meet her. She reached out her pale, small, bare hand to carol who gripped it in her own tanned one. For a few minutes nothing happened, there was no pull of Rogues power but after a few minutes it went completely wrong. Rogue lost the control of herself and the foreign thoughts drifted through the link. Her memories, her thoughts, her powers. Her powers? She was a mutant. Rogue tried to pull away but the link was too strong. Rogue struggled against as hard as she could until finally she severed the connection. She staggered backwards and fell to her knees hands clutching at her head as Carol dropped to the floor unconscious. Rogue looked up to see Carol lying on the floor, deathly pale. Her eyes closed and not breathing. Dreamcatcher was kneeling next to her when he scooped her up in his arms and carried her limp body from the room.

"Oh gawd," She muttered clutching at her head and rocking on the spot. She could feel the persona of Carol coursing through her trying to gain control, which she couldn't allow. She fought the invasion but it was strong, much stronger than anything else before. She was so intent on the inner battle that she didn't realize Emma was in front of her until she felt hands on her shoulders. She looked up and saw her friend.

"Ah've killed her haven't Ah? Ah've killed and now she's in here trying to get me." Rogue whispered hoarsely as she continued her inner battle.

"No I'm sure you haven't. Now just calm down and let me in." Emma told her softly.

"Emma, help me please. Ah can feel her in mah head. She's fighting to get out. Please." Rogue begged as tears fell down her cheeks. Emma nodded and closed her eyes concentrating on Rogues brain wave patterns she picked them up easily and followed them back through her mind. Rogue allowed Emma entrance to everywhere within her mind and lead her to the area where all the personas she absorbed were kept. Here Emma saw cocoons of varying sizes housing the personas, which looked as though they were sleeping peacefully. Emma soon saw the guise of Carol Denvers not completely confined so she set about helping Rogue to trap her. After a few minutes the persona was sealed away and Emma retreated from her mind.

Emma opened her eyes to find her friend sitting serenely in front of her the tears already drying on her face. She helped her up and led her from the room and down to her room where she sat her on the bed. Rogue bent her head over until her forehead was on her knees and wept softly murmuring over and over that she hadn't killed her. Emma unable to think what to do sat with her rubbing her back soothingly.

Dreamcatcher's Office

Dreamcatcher was pacing up and down in front of his desk nervously. Behind the desk a dark swirl appeared and a voice came through it.

"I want a status report. Is she there?" the voice boomed from the portal.

"Yes she is, she came to me two months ago and is still here," he told it meekly

"And how goes the progress with her mutation," the deep voice asked lazily.

"Well she is responding well to the programme but she will leave after she feels that she has completed the programme." He told it matter of factly.

"Have you .. introduced her to Miss Denvers yet?" the voice asked sharply.

"Yes but I fear that it did not go completely as planned. I fear that Miss Frost has interfered in a way with the take over. She appears to have cocooned the persona of Miss Marvel with in the subjects mind." He told the portal timidly.

"What?!" the voice shouted. There was a long pause while the room was completely silent then the voice spoke in a calmer but no less menacing voice, "the white Queen is not so very adept in her telepathy skills yet, is she? The barriers she has erected may break down with time. You will make sure they fail." The voice told him coldly before the portal disappeared.

Rogue's room

After a few minutes she ceased to cry and she sat up wiping the tears away. She went to her bedside table and brought out some painkillers and swallowed them dry. She turned to her friend and gave her a weak smile as Emma stared back intently.

"Hey," Rogue said smiling at her.

"You really scared me then you know. Don't you ever do that again!" Emma exploded after seeing that her friend was now fine.

"Don't hold back now sugah," Rogue muttered sarcastically.

"No I won't. You really scared me. Don't do it again!" Emma told her pulling her into a hug. "Even if he orders you to drain someone, don't do it."

"Is she ok?" Rogue added softly next to Emma's ear.

"Yeah she's fine," Emma replied knowing exactly who Rogue was referring to. "She's still in the infirmary."

"Stop lying," Rogue told her, "Ah can always tell when ya lying." Emma sighed heavily not knowing how her friend did it.

"She is alive, but only just. She is definitely down in the infirmary." Emma replied pulling away to try and gauge Rogues reaction but all she saw was a closed face, carefully controlling all emotions.

"Ah need to get outta here," she said almost to herself. She turned to Emma and her eyes brightened, "How about we go to that club, the one ya were talking bout earlier?"

"It was the new one in town called Factor X or something like that. I suppose we could do with getting out of here for a while, but only if you want to go." She said agreeing with her. Emma got up and walked to the door and looked back at her friend who hadn't moved a muscle.

"Rogue? I'll be back in about half an hour ok?" She asked, rogue glanced round at her and nodded with a small smile. Emma left the room worried about Rogue.

After Emma had left Rogue got off of the bed and walked over to the wardrobe, pulling open the door. There was the splintering sound of wood and the door came off in her hand.

"Oh great," she muttered to herself, "another powah to get used to." She gently propped the door up against the wall, feeling slightly light-headed she looked down to find herself floating above the ground by about a foot.

"Oh! This is new," she murmured to herself as she glanced around herself causing her to spin round in the air. Oh crap, she thought. She spent the next twenty minutes trying to control this new power until she realized Emma would be coming to find her soon. She quickly shed her training clothes and pulled on a short red skirt with knee high black boots. On the top half she wore a short black vest top, which exposed her flat stomach and pulled over it a red gauzy top with long sleeves. Checking her make up in the mirror she pushed the button to open it, she pushed as she normally did but her fingers crushed the button beneath them.

"Crap!" she exclaimed quickly pulling her fingers away to inspect the damage. The button had been forced in leaving a dent with wires exposed, snapped and sparking. She reached out tentivly to try and see if she could open the door but all she received for her pains was a short sharp shock causing her to jump back with a yelp.

Fiahne, she thought, I'll just pull it open. Approaching the door she placed her tiny fingertips in the even smaller gap and braced herself. Pulling she expected a struggle but the door gave way easily and slid open. Smiling satisfied she left the room and closed the door behind her the same way. Walking down the corridor with her heels clicking she made her way to Emma's room further down the corridor. She arrived just in time to meet Emma who was just leaving wearing an outfit like hers but in white. She smiled a greeting and they fell into step heading out of the private areas and through the communal areas where two men accosted them, one of them was purple in appearance while the other was large and hairy man of Jamaican descent.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" the larger man asked looking the two women up and down.

"Looks like Roguey and Emma are going out for a good time," said his purple companion. He placed himself between the two girls wrapping his arms around them. "Well girls you don't need to go out to have a good time, just pop down to my room, if you know what I mean," he told them leering at them. Emma wrinkled her nose in disgust and Rogue frowned, her anger building up. Rogue grabbed his arm and tossed it away and then pulled on Emma's arm and walked away.

"No thanks, we want a real man," Emma told them as they disappeared around the corner and up the lift. They both climbed into Emma's black sports car and sped away.

()() X-Mansion ()()

It was half nine at night and Kitty was starring bleary eyed at the computer screen as her fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard. Suddenly the screen changed from blue to black as she managed to crack the last security feature on the schools computer. She smiled as a list of the encrypted files whizzed up in front of her and she set about looking for anything about the current location of her best friend.

Remy sat at a round table in a small rec room with Lance and Piotr playing poker. He was not able to concentrate as usual and this was showing in his game as he had already lost a few rounds to his friends. His mind kept wandering to Kitty who was closeted up in her room and had been for several hours. What can be taking dat girl so long, he wondered as they played on. He continued playing for another half an hour until Kitty burst into the room looking slightly breathless.

"Remy! I got it!" she shouted and waving a piece of paper about before registering the other two. "Oh Lance, Piotr, what are you, like, doing here?" as she placed her hand and the piece of paper quickly behind her back. But before either of the guys could answer Remy had jumped up and pulled the short brunette into a huge hug. He released her and kissed her on each cheek earning himself a glare from Lance as Kitty blushed.

"Merci petite, Remy knew you could do it. Now give Remy de paper," he told her. Kitty shook her head and backed away slowly into the room away from Remy.

"Only if I can, like come." She told him a determined look on her face. Remy frowned at her his eyes darkening dangerously.

"non," he said as he reached and grabbed her wrist and tried to get the piece of paper clutched in her hand. Kitty phased her wrist through him and jumped away from him retreating to the other side of the room earning a murderous glare from Remy. Lance and Piotr were confused but at that look Lance jumped up ready to defend the girl he loved but had never told her so.

"Remy, you're not the only one who misses her," Kitty told him a soft look in her eyes, "please?" she asked. Remy sighed and turned away from nodding his consent. Kitty rushed to him and hugged him tightly much to the annoyance of Lance.

"Thank you!" she exclaimed, "I have to totally go and change," she told him before bounding out of the room.

"Be quick petite or Remy will leave without you," he shouted after her and he turned back to his friends who were by now extremely baffled.

"What was that all about?" Lance demanded angrily.

"What was what about mon ami?" Remy asked innocently knowing that he was getting angrier every second.

"You being all over Kitty," Lance answered shortly in a low voice.

"Jealous much?" Remy asked, "non, Kitty been hacking de computer to find ma chere." He told them laughing at their reactions. "When you have de charm you can make de filles do anything." He told them flippantly as he left the room and made his way to the entrance hall. Lance was after him in a second.

"I'm coming to," he said, "and so is Piotr." He added as an afterthought.

"Why should you?" Remy asked as he carried on walking. Lance pulled his keys from his pocket and jangled them.

"Plus I don't want you charming my girl." Lance said aggressively as he stalked after him.

"Remy weren't aware she was your girl mon ami." He said as he turned to his friend to see him blush slightly, "but Remy will help you dere." He opened the door as Kitty hurtled down the stairs hotly followed by Logan.

"Half-pint, where do you think your going like that?" he growled as he started down the stairs, Lance and Piotr were out the door eager to be away from the short and violent man, "and you Gumbo where are you going?"

"Don't worry Mr Logan, we're just going out. We'll be back for curfew." Shouted Kitty as they ducked out the door and away from the questioning.

"Lets go get our runaway Rogue!" she exclaimed as she climbed into the jeep.

AN: Right thats chap 1 now i have a poll for ya Which couples sound the best?

Lance/Kitty and Emma/Piotr

or

Lance/Emma and Kitty/Piotr