Logan growled deep in his throat. The anger that began to burn with an intensity that rivaled his love for Rogue was solely caused by the Cajun's actions. He wanted to rip that boy's throat out and feed it back to him. Logan's claws popped out unconsciously from his anger, making Rogue gasp in surprise. Her green eyes were filled with shock as she looked up into his blue ones.

"Sorry." Logan growled out. "Just pissed off is all." Rogue nodded in understanding.

"S'alright Logan, I undahstand. I'm pretty mad mahself." Her sigh made his heart shatter.

"I'm gonna kill that Cajun for what he's done ta Rogue, weither he likes it or not." With this thought, he stood up.

"Listen Rogue, I gotta go now, if ya need anythin', anythin' at all, ya just talk ta 'Ro or one of the gals, they'll take care o' ya." Leaning down, he placed a dangerous kiss on the crown of her head where her hair was hapazardly falling around. "I'll be seein' ya 'round." Logan could feel her eyes on his back as he exited her room. A part of him wanted to stay with her and comfort her until she got over that no good swamp rat, but another part of him told him that she needed to deal with this on her own. Logan was very confused with his thoughts, but he was determined.

"That Cajun isn't ever gonna hurt my lil darlin' again, ever."

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Rogue got up from her spot on the bed and decided to take a shower. She rubbed her eyes that still felt swollen from all the crying she had done. Climbing into the shower, she gathered every hurt, every pain, every thought, moment and dream she had of Remy, and washed it down the drain. Feeling fully satisfied with what she had done, Rogue finished her bathing and climbed out of the shower and dressed. As she re-entered her room she realized the X-Women were awake now, with the exception of Jubilee who was still out like a light. Rogue could feel eyes watching her as she dried her hair.

"Good morning Rogue." Came Ororo's greeting. Rogue had always admired Ororo for her peace and calmness that she exuded. She knew Ororo needed it or else they'd been in for one crazy storm.

"Mornin' Ro." Rogue said in reply. After brushing her hair out until each lock shimmered, she turned to the women who were seated before her on the floor. "Mornin' y'all."

"Good morning." Jean said in a yawn. "Sorry, I had a late night." She said in apology for the yawn. Rogue smiled in understanding.

"I think we all did." She said as she pulled her hair into a pony tail, letting her white streaks hang in front of her face. Pushing the afore mentioned streaks behind her ears, she looked at the young asian girl laying on the floor dead to the world. "Anybody try wakin' the young 'un up yet?" The negative answers that followed her question gave her the initiative to wake Jubilee up herself. "Jubes! Rise 'n shine honey!" Rogue yelled into the younger girls ear. Jubilee shot up into a sitting position when Rogue yelled at her, making her bump her head into the southern woman's head.

"Huh? Ow!" She yelped as their heads made contact. "What kinda wake up call is that?" Jubilee looked at Rogue loathingly. "That wasn't very nice." Rogue just laughed at her.

"Hun, Ah know how deep ya sleep, and Ah know fo' sure that the two things that wake ya up are yellin' and Logan." Jubilee giggled.

"You're right about that!" A chorus of giggles erupted from the X-Woman at the little interchange between the two girls. "By the way, what happened to Wolvie? I know he spent the night here."

"He left just a bit ago, said he had things ta take care of." At that, Rogue rolled her eyes.

"Things to take care of meaning, flaying Remy?" The southern belle acknowledged Jean's question with a nod.

"Ah reckon so."

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Remy slowly made his way into a standing position. He brushed off the crumbs from his breakfast, his mind still absorbed by his thoughts. Lost in those thoughts of Rogue, he didn't hear the rumble of a Harley nearing the clearing. He only noticed the new presence when he suddenly had three pointy objects at his face.

"Logan... heh, whacha doin' here? Thought dat you'd be wit Rogue righ' now." Gambit mumbled in surprise. The gruff man growled out his answer.

"I was, but then I decided I'd like ta give ya a piece o' my mind about how you'll be treatin' her now." The Cajun cocked his eyebrow in curiosity.

"Ya mean, Remy'll actually be able ta interact wit Rogue witout losin' some very precious body parts?" The hairy Canadian pressed his claws closer to Remy's face, making the the New Orleans native back up.

"You'll be allowed ta be close ta her, but the only reason I'm lettin' ya is 'cause we're X-Men and we're required ta at least get along. But ya dare hurt her again and there will be no more left of ya ta piss anyone off." With that said and done, Logan sheathed his claws, climbed onto his harley and was out of there faster than Remy could blink.

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Rogue and the girls were in the middle of a conversation when there was a knock at the door. Getting up from her position from the bed, Ororo went to the door and cracked it open, only for her to see who it was. Seeing man who started the whole mess, she paused.

"What do you want Remy?" She whispered to him so that the others could not hear her.

"I jus' need ta say somethin' ta Rogue." He answered, voice low. Her heart was torn. Remy had been a fast friend of hers. Their strange past linked them in a way that made her consider him a brother, but she was not sure that one of her best friends was ready to see him yet. Realizing that she couldn't make the decision herself, the white haired goddess turned to Rogue.

"Remy is at the door Rogue, he says he has something to tell you. Would you like me to tell him to leave?" She questioned. The southern belle's green eyes went wide. Her recently formed determination to be stronger seemed to crack when the Swamp Rat was actually in her presence.

"What exactly does he want?" Rogue answered, her voice was thick in her southern drawl because of a sudden flood of emotion.

"What exactly do you wish to say Remy?" Ororo questioned, repeating Rogue's question.

"I jus' wan' t' 'pologize." His accent was thickly coating his answer. The african beauty slowly turned to Rogue again.

"He wants to apologize."