A/N: Ok don't own any of them. Hope you like this one. This story is very close to being finished. Oh, and surprise at the end.

Can't Stay

It was dark and I was alone. I drifted around in nothingness. I didn't want to face what I had done, even if I had to do it to survive. That doesn't mean I liked it. I don't do killing; it's not my nature. I had seen Logan, then grabbed Magneto. We fell as Logan yelled, and then everything went black.

'You did what you had to, you saved Logan's life.' Said a voice in the dark.

All of the sudden I was standing in front of a mirror in my old bedroom back in Mississippi. I looked at my reflection. My eyes were green, my hair was in a high pony with the streaks hanging around my face, and I wore all fitted black, all the way down to my boots. Even my makeup was dark. I glimpsed someone in the mirror. It was me, only before my powers became active. She was Marie, I was Rogue. We had become two different people within the same body. I was in control of everything, but when I cried about Bobby dumping me, or when Logan leaves, or the reason I could now control my power, that was Marie. The Rogue has no emotions except anger and pain, and possibly hunger. Marie wasn't in control of her own body, a cold carbon copy was.

'I know I had to, but these two hands still killed. I promised that after Carol, no one else would get hurt by me, but look at the job I'm doing breaking that promise,' I hissed bitterly. I turned and faced the girl with no streaks in her hair, no bitterness in her eyes or voice, and not as dark hearted as I am. I couldn't hate her though, she had made me to protect herself, and her still being pure and good means I'd done my job.

'You shouldn't think that your promise is broken. You're just tired of being not taken care of,' Marie stated in a knowing voice.

'But Logan…'

'Left,' she said. 'He left and you had to stay. Your hope dwindled and you saw everyone else leaving, so you in essence left. I know what I'm talking about, I'm in here,' she said standing and touching my temple.

'You need this body more then I even want it, don't you,' I said.

All she could do was take a step back and look at me. She needed it so she could remember everything that made Marie, well, Marie. I made her, the other personalities floating around up here, the experiences of the road and the X-men, the love of Logan finally, and the hopes she had for the future made her. This girl in front of me was what I wanted to be, and what I thought I had lost a long time ago.

'You never lost me, just forgot that I was here,' Marie said smiling.

I sobbed, finally realizing that I didn't have to leave for Marie to see the world through this body's eyes. All I had to do was become her again. We looked at each other, a silent question in our eyes. Then we hugged becoming one being.

'Feels good,' I thought as I exited my room into a place of white mist, wearing jeans, a black tee, and sandals. 'The perfect mix,' I thought looking down.

Out of the mist walked a smiling Carol and Logan. 'Happy to see you back,' Carol said. 'Magneto is under control for now,' Logan said. Then they looked at each other. 'What?' I asked.

'That means all you have to do is…' with that they both pushed me backwards.

I felt a hand grabbing mine, as well as sense Logan and the X-Men. I opened my eyes.

"Morning," I said. Jean jumped, but Logan just smirked, having known I was awake.

"Marie, you run like that again, and if your not dead by the time I find you, I'll personally do it." I opened my mouth, thought better of it and closed it again. I didn't need to ask how Jubilee and Kitty were, they were standing right there. Logan just smirked.

"She needs time to over come Eric's personality, and for her injuries to heal," Xavier said, making me realize there were other people in the room.

"I left for a reason Professor, I don't know if I can stay here," I responded. Logan turned towards him, my hand still in his. It was almost like him and the Professor were arguing inside his head. When I thought about it, they probably were.

"Rogue, you really do need to heal," Jean said quietly, almost like she didn't want to get involved. "Besides, it will be better for you and the baby."

Both Logan and my jaws dropped as we stared at Jean. She started fidgeting under our gazes, then gave us a nervous smile.

"Guess you didn't know then."