As much as Logan hated to admit it, he now had people in his life he needed to survive. The main person was sitting beside on the train. She would never truly know how much she meant to him. He loved her like a daughter and he could never think of what were to happen if she was somehow taken away from him.

Rogue just sat there, swaying with the train. All she could do was think about what she had done. The worry that she must have caused Professor Xavier and all the other teachers, not to mentioned Logan. But she could never tell them the real reason why she had run away. Sure, when Bobby broke up with her, her heart was ripped in half, but that was only a small part of the reason. She could never tell Professor Xavier about the other secret powers she had. She knew that she had caused him enough trouble already. She had considered telling Logan many times, but she quickly talked herself into not doing that because he was sure to tell the professor. The only person who really knew was Bobby. And even though they had broken up, she knew that he would never share her secret with anyone.

She heard a break in the music they were playing in the train that was followed by a woman's voice.

"We are now arriving at Hickens Station." She assumed the voice was that of the attendant who had been bringing them water, but she couldn't help but think the voice sounded oddly familiar. The voice she had heard come out of the attendant's mouth had sounded nothing like that. She was struggling to remember where she had heard that voice before when her thoughts were interrupted by Logan's low calming voice.

"This is where we get off kid," he said. They exited the train and were greeted at the station by Jean, Storm, Scott and Bobby. She received quick hugs from all of them and deeply apologized for her behavior. Everyone laughed it off and were just relieved that she was home and safe. As they began to walk away, Rogue heard that same familiar voice behind her.

"Miss, miss, I believe you left this on the train," a tall woman with dark brown hair and a curvy figure shouted and began to walk towards her. Rogue turned around and quickly realized why the voice had sounded so familiar. The woman stopped in her tracks and her jaw dropped as soon as she saw the face of the figure standing in front of her. Rogue's mouth was completely dry. She could barely breath. She felt the way she did back at the train station, sick, nervous, dizzy, and yet she still had the feeling that everything would be ok in the end. She had not seen the woman standing in front of her for many years. She took a deep breath but could on manage to release one word from her lips.

"Mom?"

I went to kind of a different place with this chapter. Sorry it took me so long to write another one. Please R&R, the more you do, the more I will write.