Ororo watched in horror as Rogue dropped from the sky like rain in a thunderstorm. She knew she had to do something, but somehow she unable to function. She watched wide-eyed as her friend plummeted to earth. She wanted to do something, anything to help her, but she knew she would never be able to reach the girl in time. She had already disrupted the weather patterns in five different counties by trying to reach her before, now it was too dangerous to try to catch her as she fell.

"But you can't just let Rogue die!" Ororo screamed internally at herself. Not knowing what to do, lost in the swirl of her thoughts and emotions, she did what came so naturally to her. She followed her instincts... and screamed.

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Logan was standing on the front porch smoking when a blood curdling scream filled the air. He had resigned himself to wait for Rogue to come back down to the ground instead of trying to find a way to get her himself. Of course, there really wasn't much for him to do while she was in the air, it's not like he could fly. He knew she would be fine in Ororo's hands, but now he wasn't so sure. He watched the normally calm woman try to reign in her emotions as the fierce winds she had started earlier began to whip around to form a sudden hurricane. He rushed up to the white haired beauty and gripped her shoulders. His blue eyes were wide and worried.

"'Ro, 'Ro ya gotta listen now." Logan whispered into her ear. "C'mon 'Roro! Rogue needs ya! Ya hafta do somethin' or else she'll die."

"I can't Logan, I'm so afraid." She lifted her tear filled blue eyes to his frightened ones.

"Ya gotta save her, now!" He couldn't help but yell. His fright was almost overwhelming his senses. Rogue was dropping like a stone from the sky and she was moments from her death. He had to do something. Logan grabbed Ororo's chin in his hand and slapped her hard across the cheek. "Pull yerself together woman, yer an X-Man, act like it!" He growled out. Her eyes were wide in shock but she reacted the right way.

Logan watched in silence as Ororo lifted her hands up and let her mind reach out to the sky. Summoning up the winds that were whipping around dangerously, she forced a sense of peace into her heart and commanded nature to obey. She knew she couldn't stop the hurricane completely, but she could slow it down enough to cushion the woman's landing. She almost wanted to wince as the winds bounced Rogue around the sky. Her calm grew further as she guided the woman into a gentle roll into Logan's arms.

"Marie, darlin', are ya alright? Answer me!" He whispered to her as he held her in his arms. He watched in silence as tears began to trickle out of her eyes, showing him her heart so clearly.

"He's gone Logan, gone." She mumbled.

"Darlin'? Are ya alright?" The worried man asked again.

"Remy." As if the mention of his name was too much to bear, Rogue passed out in Logan's arms, finding solace in the blackness that surrounded her.

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Remy was standing in an airport waiting for his plane. He was leaving the X-Men behind with no intentions of returning in the near future. He pushed his dark sunglasses further up his nose as a child noticed his red on black eyes and frowned. He fingered the bo staff in his trenchcoat pocket and let his thoughts drift back to the home he was leaving behind. Inevitably, his thoughts drifted to Rogue instead of the mansion and the other inhabitants. His throat choked up as he realized that he was no longer wanted by the green eyed beauty. He had invested years of his life in that one woman and it was painful to realize that it was time to move on.

"Gon' miss dat girl." He whispered under his breath. The woman sitting opposite him glanced up from her book and frowned. She bit her lip in a way that reminded him of Rogue. He shook his head and forced himself to stop thinking about the other Southerner.

"Where you headed?" He realized that the woman who had been reading was now trying to make conversation with him. He pushed his sunglasses down and gave her a look that said all that was on his mind. She didn't seemed deterred by his icy stare, instead she relocated to sit beside him instead of across from him. Her brown hair was pulled into two ponytails and thick framed glasses were perched on her nose. Her brown eyes twinkled as she smiled at him.

"I'm headed down towards New Orleans, just north of Lake Cataouatche." She gave him a friendly smile, "How about you?" He ignored her question instead of answering.

"N'offense, but you don' sound like you from N'Awlins." He purposely thickened up his accent to show his home grounds.

"I'm not, but my fiancee was born and raised down there and he wants me to see his home and meet his old friends and family. I met him at a college in France, where I was born and raised." She glanced at some of the people passing by before she continued speaking, "It's going to be pretty hard for me to be away from my own family for so long, but I can tell it's going to be worse for you." Her brown eyes expressed such sympathy that he wanted to snarl. "Whoever that girl is, I know that she's lucky to have caught your heart, and that right now, she's probably pretty upset that she lost you." She was surprisingly intuitive about his situation.

"Doubt da girl will even notice I'm gone." He rose from his seat as his flight was called, "Was nice ta meet ya an' all, but dats my flight." He was uncomfortable when she rose as well.

"It was nice to meet you, I hope that you can learn to forgive her for whatever she's done." She waited until he had walked a good distance away before speaking again, "et apprenez à se pardonner aussi bien."

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French translation: "and learn to forgive yourself as well."