I glance around at them all. "What do you want from me? I won't let you have me!" I scream at them, and collapse sobbing when I notice David cringing away. I look at him sadly. "I'm so sorry." I whisper. "I just don't know what to do."

Phoenix sits in front of me. "I will help you discover the path." She offers calmly.

I feel the tears drip down my face. "What do I have to do?"

She smiles softly. "I cannot tell you Rogue. Just as you could not tell me my path, I cannot tell you yours. But I can help you understand."

I close my eyes. "I'm not strong enough."

"You're stronger than you think. You told me that to you, I was your Doctor Grey, unconflicted."

I nod. "You are. You've made peace with your mutation. But I can't make peace with it! I've hurt so many people. I've killed Phoenix."

She nods. "You have killed." She says calmly. "But you have also saved. As you have battled us these past weeks I have come to a realization. You did not take me to hurt me, but rather to save me from myself. Had I returned here too quickly, I would not have known what direction to take."

I meet her eyes. "I need to follow the path of my mutation." I realize suddenly. "I don't need to make peace with them, I need to make peace with what they are as part of me."

She nods, and I look at David, huddled in the corner again. I stand, and move to sit next to him. "Please go away." He whispers. "Every time you come over here they follow." He glances at Carol and Eric.

I smile. "This time they won't." I offer. "What was it about me that made you want to kiss me?"

He smiles. "You're sure you want to know?"

"Yes. I really am."

"Your hair. I mean, I could go on and on about the passion you showed for your trip, or your talents, or how smart you were, but in the end, it was your hair. None of the other girls in school had hair as soft as yours."

I smile. "Really? It was so plain though."

He shakes his head. "It wasn't plain. It was stunning. I suppose it still is, but you're not her anymore. You've got too many guys in your head, I think."

I giggle. "I'm still a girl though."

He nods. "An older girl. I'm still sixteen. I'm always going to be sixteen. Now you're like my older brother's hot friend."

I smile again, closing my eyes to think back, remembering David's brother Mike. "I miss Mike." I open my eyes to tell him, but look up to realize he's gone. I glance around the room, only to realize that he's part of me now. Truly part of me. "Thanks David." I whisper softly, and then focus on Logan.

Damn.

I don't think I can do this.

I open my eyes slowly to focus on Logan in the chair before me. "I can't do it." I tell him softly.

He looks up to meet my eyes. "Of course you can." He moves to sit next to me.

I tilt my head and reach out to play with his hair a bit. "No, you don't understand." I pause. "I know what I have to do. I can't do it Logan." I bury myself in his chest, feeling his arms wrap around me tightly.

"Do what darlin'?" he asks softly.

"Make peace with them. Accept them. I – I don't think I can do that. He hurt me."

"I'm gonna' be right here with you for it, right beside you. Hell, I'll be with you in there too."

I shake my head. "You touched me first." I whisper.

He closes his eyes, and strokes my back lightly. "You're strong enough to do this darlin'. I know you are." He whispers.

I shake my head. "No I'm not." I protest. "I'm not strong enough for this."

We both glance up at the sharp knock on the door. "What do you want Phoenix?" Logan growls.

"I must speak with the one Rogue." She says calmly, and Logan glances at me sharply.

I nod slowly. "I think I'll be okay." I offer. "I just need to focus."

He lets go, and moves to the door to open it. I look at her form, and she tilts her head. "You are worried about the one Eric Lenscher." She offers.

I nod slowly. "How did you know that?"

She smiles. "You are always worried about the one Eric Lenscher. All of your forms save the one Carol Danvers are worried about him. She is obsessed by him."

I pull my knees to my chest. "I can handle it." I whisper.

She nods. "I am aware of this. I am also aware that you are worried you may hurt the Wolverine in your transition."

I glance quickly at Logan, who looks surprised. "What transition?" he asks.

I bite my lip. "Everyone I have left is a mutant." I whisper. "I'll be taking on their mutations as active ones of my own, I think."

He cracks his neck slightly. "Including metal mouth's."

I nod. "And I don't know if I'll have the same level of control he does, at least until I get through Phoenix."

She nods. "I myself am adept at control in general. Focus. I believe that second only to her own personalities and that of Carol Danvers, I am the most complete image within her."

"You are." I admit softly. "But I can't do this without him."

"I will be here also, as you were with me." She moves into the room, and sits down. "I will promise you that no harm will come to your lover."

I feel Logan's gaze on me, and I meet his eyes. "She's a telepath Logan."

He growls. "Somehow I don't think that's how she found out darlin'."

I shrug. "That's not the point."

"If she knows, Scooter knows."

I sigh. "Grow up Wolverine. She's not as juvenile as you seem to think." I clip, pushing him away with a gaze."

"You are slipping." Phoenix says calmly. "Eric Lenscher, you will let me speak once more to the one Rogue."

I turn to face her. "Does the lovely doctor want to play then? Perhaps she's regretting her decision?" I flick my gaze back to the Wolverine, and pull him into the air.

"Marie!" he yells. "I want to talk to Marie!"

I pull out his knives. "Do you then?"

I glance briefly at Phoenix as she approaches. "I am sorry, it is necessary." She says, and I suddenly feel her hand on my face.