Tammy- If you could only hear my evil little laugh right now. ;-) I have been planning this since the beginning of the story. We shall see.

Bored247- LOL. I don't know, you might not, at least here. ;-)

WolvGambit Le Diable Blanc- LOL. Sorry, I really am not thinking about it. But at least I made it longer. ;-) Enjoy!

APOLOGY

Rogue opened her eyes as she heard a series of smaller explosions. Her head was pounding, but her heart felt like it was going to pop out of her chest. She sat up quickly to find out where she was, but when she went to stand up she felt a hand on her shoulder pull her back down. She turned to see who or what it was, only to find the X-men.

"Where do you think you're going?" Scott asked her. She quickly pushed his hand away from her and went to stand, when someone grabbed her arm and helped her up. She couldn't help the small smile that came to her lips when she found that it was Logan. But when she tried to fly off, he held her back. Rogue looked at him, not quite understanding.

"There's nothing left back there." he told her firmly. Tears came to her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.

"Ah don't believe ya. Remy is back there. He went runnin' inside-"

"We know. We saw." her eyes automatically went to Scott.

"Ya know and ya didn't do anythin'! Are ya crazy!"

"There was nothing we could do. We weren't able to get here in time. We heard about the distress call, that's how we found out. How about you Rogue? Why are you here?"

"Ah don't have time for this." she tossed Logan off of her, trying not to use too much strength. Even though he had his healing factor, she didn't want to hurt him. Rogue broke off into a full fledged run as she was about to fly off, but just as she met the tree line, many hands grabbed her and pulled her back, just as one last explosion went off.

"No." she wanted to scream, but it only came out in a faint whisper. This same whisper was the last thing she could do before she felt a prick in the back of her neck, causing everything to fade to black.

Rogue woke up in the mansion, unsure of herself, unsure of what exactly was happening. She found herself strapped down to hard surface that she could not break free from, so she knew what it was...adumantium. But by this time, nothing else mattered, she should have done something. She should have saved his life. She should have stopped him. She should have done something, anything. The tears fell one by one until she began to fully breakdown. Rogue thrashed and screamed, not caring who heard her, only hoping that they might fear her or better yet, let her go. She had to find him. He couldn't be dead.

She didn't know how long it had been before someone finally came down to do whatever it was they were going to do to her. It was the Professor, alone. Her mind and heart had become hard within the time they had left her to lie there. He was lucky she couldn't break free, because right about now she wouldn't have any problem draining him dry and snapping his little neck.

"Rogue?" she just looked at him plainly.

"I know this must be hard for you, but we need to talk."

"Guess that's obvious, but if ya want meh ta beh a lil more...forth comin', don't ya think that Ah shouldn't beh STRAPPED DOWN!"

"What good would that do at this point. We all know what you're capable of."

"Ah meant ya no harm-"

"Until now?"

"Ah have ta find him. Let me go." she demanded.

"Not until you answer my questions. The team has searched for him and found nothing Rogue. There is nothing left there."

"Ya lying."

"No, and you know that. Besides, why would we lie to you, he was part of our team."

"Cause Ah lied ta ya."

"Yes, I know."

"Then what's the point ta this?"

"I have an offer for you."

"Offer? Ya tie meh up and now Ah get an offer?" she said sarcastically.

"I want you to stay on the team, temporarily. You can come and go as you please, but when we need you-"

"Ah come at ya beckon call." she drawled out.

"So to speak." he waited for her answer, but received none. So he turned his wheelchair around and headed for the door.

"I suppose you could think about it."

"Stop!" she called out.

"If it means ya release meh right now, Ah'll...Ah'll do it. Sign me up ta whatever, Ah don't care anymore."

Every night Rogue went looking around the old compound trying to find Remy, but never did. She picked through the wreckage hoping for some sign of him, but found none. Not a hair, not a trace. Each and every night, before she left the wreckage, she would whisper one small, sweet apology to the one man who finally captured her heart.

THE END

Hate me all you want, but...I am writing the sequel. It will be Escape 2 Paradise. Will she ever find Remy, or some kind of hope...maybe meet somebody else...something? Who knows. I have already started it so be looking for it. :-)