Rogue walked towards her balcony doors, she felt hot with rage and also somewhat made at herself for kicking Remy. He didn't deserve it she thought and opened the double doors, enjoying the rush of cold air that hit her. 'He aint such a bad guy ta be all that truthful' Rogue rested her head no the railing of the balcony, leaning down somewhat so that she could admirer the rose bushes below. 'What am ah saying this is the same guy that did a midnight room-rad an well okay ah don wanna argue jus gonna leave it at he's okay.' Rogue nodded her head at this and smiled to herself. She then turned to leave the balcony, deciding with herself to go and apologize to the Cajun when she felt something hit the back of her bare neck.
'What the--'she thought and turned around while reaching up the see what it had been. Rogue looked in her gloved hand to see a small dart and a teal greenish color liquid inside of it. Rogue closed her eyes tightly, staring to feel somewhat lightheaded. Before she knew what was happening she felt a sharp pain rush against her head. She then hit the balcony floor, her body half-way over the edge dangerously close to falling over. Blood trickled down her forehead mixing with her now forming tears, Rogue tried hard to pull herself back up but could not, feeling too weak. Rogue felt her body begin to loosen up and her eyes closed peacefully finally, her hand dropping the dart into the rose bushed three stories below.
Rogue gasped for air, sitting up suddenly and then began to scream. Remy opened his eyes; he had been watching Rogue sleep for a day now, only sleeping himself when the feeling took over him. He looked over sleepily at Rogue and then shot up himself. 'Rogue what you be doing up?' he yelled at her and grabbing her shoulders forced her back down. Rogue tightly closed her eyes, her head hurt badly so she placed her hands to the sides of her head as to stop the rushing pain.
She curled up into a ball grinding her teeth as to fight off another scream. Her eyes began to pour out tears of pain and Remy could do nothing but watch and feel it himself. 'Rogue' he said. She opened her eyes somewhat and turned to see him next to her with an outstretched gloved hand. She took her hands off of her head and grabbed Remy's and squeezed it. Remy pulled himself onto the med bed and then pulled Rogue into his lap.
'Shhh' he said in a soothing voice as to calm her. He ran a fingerless gloved hand carefully through her hair and she squeezed the other one tightly. What did dey put in her? He wondered Remy didn't like seeing Rogue like this, it scarred him to see her so helpless then again it made him also think that he was glad that he was there and that he wanted to be there for future times.
Remy glanced down at Rogue she seemed to have stopped shacking and she had loosened her grip on his hand. 'Cher?' he asked taking the hand that he had been running through her hair to lift up her chin to look at her. 'Ahm sorry' She said and pressed her head against his chest. Remy became confused at this and still holding her asked 'Fer what cher, fer not waking up sooner den okay but ya know dat ahm happy yer awake now'
She shook her head 'Na Cajun ah mean fer actin like ah---' But Rogue's sentence went unfinished as Logan, who had just awoke earlier that day walked in.
'Strips' he yelled someone not even noticing that she was sitting on Remy's lap. Logan wrapped his arms around her and held her tight in a bear hug 'I've been worried sick kid are ya alright now?' Logan glanced down at Rogue as he let her go, she looked ghostly pale and for an odd reason her eyes seemed to look darker then normal.
'Ah'll be fahne Logan ah just feel really' She stopped not wanting to say weak and show Logan that she was but he nodded his head understand.
'No worries Rogue I know how ya feel ya absorbed me an just about Killed me well ya did but it wasn't like the first time I died though'
Rogue's eyes widened in shock 'Ah did what?' she yelled and just about fell off her bed thankfully Remy had caught her in time. Rogue gripped the sides of her head in pain once more as he pulled her back up
'Don't worry kid I'm okay alright' he sighed 'what happened Rogue we found ya' he struggled with the right words but finally spat out what he wanted to when he couldn't find anything better 'Well Dead!'
Rogue sighed as well and tightly closed her eyes trying to remember what had happened to her. She opened them suddenly as the memory which had been hidden under Logan's appeared. 'Ah, ah was shot' she said and starred down at the tiles on the ground.
'Ya were what chere?' Remy asked chocking on his words
'Ah went out on ta the balcony cause ah had a lot on ma mind and ah wasn't feelin too hot an when ah turned to return back inside well ah was shot' Logan pulled a chair up next to her bed
'With what!' he asked
Remy pulled a chair up to the other side of her bed 'by who chere!'
'What happened to the bullet or whatever it was!'
'Chere did da person go in ta yer room!'
'What did the guy look like!'
The questions seemed to never have an end and finally Rogue couldn't take anymore of them. 'AH HAVE NO FUCKIN IDEA ALRIGHT! AH PASSED OUT MA HEAD HURTS AN AH CANT TELL WHICH ONE OF YA IS DRIVIN MA MER INSAIN RIGHT NOW!' Rogue grabbed the sides of her head once more in overwhelming pain
'What's happing ta her?' Asked Logan standing up not knowing what to do
'Da Rogue be in pain'
'Well hell ya think!'
Rogue groaned lightly before passing out into a crying pale heap at the end of her bed.
'What's happenin ta her?' Asked Remy pushing back a stay hair that had fallen into her eyes away
'I have no idea but I'm gonna do something about it' Logan with that said stormed out of her med room and towards her real one in search of a bullet. Remy sat himself at the end of Rogue's bed thinking to himself sadly what can Remy do?