If I live to see the next chapter, I will be happy, but for a warning, this is not a happy chapter. Though the next chapter is not as bad as this one, that won't be a happy chapter either.

Disclaimer: I do own any of the characters in here, if I did they would all stop DYING in the comics.

X-Mansion

The Professor had ordered everyone to give Jean and Scott some time alone. He knew if anyone could make Jean remember, it was Scott.

"What else do you remember?" Scott asked. So far, she only remembered where she had been over the past few months. People around the mansion looked familiar, but she wasn't sure why.

"I remember water." She answered him. He took her hand in his. It was the one thing he was dreading she would remember.

"Do you remember anything before the water?" He asked her.

She sat back frustrated. It was like there were clips of her memory missing and she didn't know where the other pieces were. "There was a jet with people in it. They were scared." She answered.

"Yes, that's right." He said as he rubbed her hand. "That was when you decided to pull the jet up and block the waves. Do you remember that?" He asked her.

She thought to herself before shaking her head. "I don't remember that. I know you, the white-haired woman, the Professor, and that one man with the side burns look familiar." She answered him.

"Do any names ring a bell to you?" He asked her.

"Scer-" She began to say, but stopped. "No, um. I know one that starts with an S, but I am having trouble remembering it." She told him. "I'm sorry." She whispered as she felt tears form in her eyes.

He pulled her close to him. "It's not your fault. None of this is. You will remember eventually. I'm sure of it." He reassured her.

"I hope so." She said to him as he got to his feet. "Where are you going?" She asked him curiously.

"I'm going to check on something. It might help you remember." He told her as he left the Rec. Room.

"Scott." She whispered. The name finally came to her mind.

Warren & Betsy's Room

Betsy entered the spare bedroom that the Professor had set up for her and Warren. She found her boyfriend resting on the bed and smiled to herself. She walked over and liedd down next to him. "Something on your mind, luv?" She asked him.

"Just thinking." He responded to her. A blonde lock of hair fell into his eyes. Betsy pushed it away with her hand.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked him as she leaned her head down on his shoulder. He smiled at her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"About what happened earlier." He whispered. She looked up at him, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't blame you for what happened back there, luv. You were upset because you lost one of the things you value the most in your-" She began to say, but he stopped her.

"-No, you're the most valuable thing in my life. I can't believe I almost lost you." He told her as he kissed the top of her head. "I just wish I never lost my wings." He said with a sad sigh.

"But at least you have them back." She reminded him with a smile as she raised her hand and gently touched the soft white feathers. "Beautiful as they were before." She whispered to him.

"But they are also a reminder of what I did. I should of never taken that job in New York. Then my team would of never encountered those savages." He said bitterly.

"I was never able to ask you this, but what happened exactly? I remember you saying they tore your wings off and left you for dead." She asked him.

Warren sighed before he began to explain the memory that was worse than his nightmares. "When we were down in the sewers, apparently there was something wrong with the power. I went down there with my employees'. We found a group of mutants down there. They seemed very scared of us, but then moments later, these others I can't even call human, came and started killing. The one pinned my wings against the wall while another ripped them off my back. They killed my employees' and left me for dead." He answered sadly as he closed his eyes.

Betsy raised a hand and rested it on his cheek. "I am so sorry, luv." She told him as she kissed him. "You shouldn't have had to go through all that." She said sympathetically.

He nodded. "I swear, if I ever find who took my wings, they will pay." Warren vowed. He didn't care how long it would take him, he would find the person who was responsible for his missing wings and make them pay.

X-Mansion

Jean sat in the Rec. Room waiting for Scott to return. He had only left a short while ago. 'I remember. His name was Scott. At least I hope that's what it was.' She thought to herself.

She looked down at her hands and sighed. The Professor had told her earlier when she had arrived, that she was a mutant with the power of telekinesis and telepathy. 'Maybe he is wrong. Maybe I'm not a mutant, I mean I don't even know how these powers work.' She thought to herself.

'Is there something I do or say that lets me read minds?' She asked herself in frustration as she leaned back into the couch. She did not hear someone enter the Rec. Room.

"Jeannie?" She heard a voice say from behind her. She turned around to see the short man with black hair she remembered from earlier

"Hi, um, I'm sorry, but what is your name?" She asked him, hoping she did not sound rude.

"I'm Logan. Do ya remember?" He asked as he took a step closer to her. She stared at him for a while trying to recall his name..

"I think I remember that name." She stated as he took a seat next to her.

"Do ya remember me before the accident?" He asked curiously. 'Please tell me ya do. I care about ya darlin'.' He thought to himself.

"I'm sorry, but I don't." She told him. "You seem like a nice person. Hopefully, I will begin to remember." She smiled at him sadly.

"I hope so too, darlin'." He told her as he took her hand in his. Scott walked into the room and saw the two of them together.

He coughed lightly, getting both of their attentions. "Oh, hi. I just met Logan." Jean told Scott. He was for once happy in his life that he had to wear sunglasses; otherwise, the hurt would show in his eyes.

"Logan, can I speak with you privately." Scott asked Logan.

"Fine." He growled at Scott as he got up from the couch. He turned back to Jean before proceeding out of the room. "See ya later." He told her with a wink and followed Scott out of the Rec. Room.

"What do you think you are doing? She doesn't remember who she is and your just making it harder for her." Scott scolded Logan who crossed his arms over his chest.

"What? are you afraid she will choose me over you?" He raised an eyebrow at Scott.

"She doesn't even remember her powers. What makes you think she remembers anything about who she was with." Scott stated. "And I don't have to worry about that because I know she loved me and still loves me." Scott told him as he left Logan in the hall and reentered into the Rec. Room where Jean was waiting.

A Block Away from the Restaurant

The sun had set hours ago and snow was falling to the ground. The street and sidewalk had not been covered yet and it seemed everyone was in his or her home keeping warm. Remy held Rogue's hand as they walked outside in the cold. Remy had taken off his jacket and wrapped it around Rogue's shoulder's. She had suggested that they go for a stroll around the block before going back to the mansion.

"Y' sure y' don' want to go back to de car yet?" Remy asked her, seeing a shiver even with both their coats covering her.

"Ah'm fine, sugah." Malice answered, trying to hide a smile. She could hear Rogue screaming, but refused to let the Southern girl speak. 'Don't worry, my dear. It will be over soon.' Malice told Rogue.

'Somethin' seems off about her.' Remy thought to himself as he glanced down at Rogue who refused to look him in the eyes. 'Like it ain' really her.' He added. Rogue stopped walking and reached her hand out to brace herself on the side of a building next to her.

"Y' sure y' alright, chere?" He asked her again.

"Ah'm fine, it's just this foot is killin' meh. Could we maybe stop for a bit?" Malice asked innocently. There was an opening that lead into an alley. She rested Rogue's head against the cool bricks as she watched Remy place down their dinner on the ground. She smiled as she rotated the knife in her sleeve of her coat.

Remy walked over to her. 'Why is she smilin' like dat? Dere is somethin' wrong.' He thought to himself.

"Remy, Ah got a confession ta make ta ya." She bowed her head as he stood next to her.

"Y' can tell moi anythin', chere." He said to her. She moved to stand in front of him. She wrapped her one arm around him in a hug, pushing him against the wall. Her other arm she kept between the two of them.

'Remy, run! Get away!' Rogue was shouting inside her mind, but Malice refused to let her speak. Remy was about to pull back from the hug when he felt an aching pain in his stomach. He glanced down, seeing a knife in Rogue's hand before looking back up at her.

"Figured it out yet, sugah?" Malice laughed as she twisted the knife around. Remy gasped in pain as his hand went over hers to stop her.

"Who are you?" He weakly demanded. He could feel the blood running down from the wound and soak into his shirt.

"We've met before, in the tunnels. Except, I was in Lorna's body." Malice smirked at him. She finally looked him in the eyes. They were pure dark green, but it looked like they were fading to their normal beautiful emerald.

'You bitch, let him go!' Rogue shouted as she tried once again to take control over her body. She almost succeeded, but Malice pushed her further back into her mind.

"Malice." He spat as he felt blood coming up his throat.

"So, you do remember me? I'm so flattered." Malice laughed. He tried once again to effortlessly to pull the knife out, but she kept her hand fastened to it. "Come on now, I know you can break her grip. All you have to do is snap her wrist, easy as that." She continued laughing.

"Non." He whispered. He would rather die than hurt her. He took his bloody hand and raised it to the side of her face, not quite making skin contact. "Not y'r fault." That was the last thing he would say before Malice pulled the knife out of him. She let the it fall to the snowy ground. He felt like he was going to pass out from the blood loss, but she held him up.

"I never really did like you. Although I must say, killing those Morlocks was one of the best times I've ever had. Too bad there won't be anymore parties like that, but I can always create my own." She smiled at him as she let him go.

Remy blacked out as he slid down the wall and into the snow below him. "Now, time to go have some fun." Malice smiled wickedly as she turned around and walked out of the alley.

A few seconds later, a figure emerged and approached Remy's unconscious body. "I told you, my boy, going with them would be foolish. Look at where it got you." Sinister shook his head as he looked down at the young man.

He knelt down and carefully slid his arms under Gambit's shoulders and legs. He lifted the young man up and turned back toward the inner parts of the alley. A portal appeared before him as he began walking forward and soon they both disappeared.

End of Chapter 8

Note: Remy will not be held prisoner by Sinister, just wanted to make that clear

bored247: well ya were right, knife freak person did use the knife to stab Remy. Of course now freaky person aka Malice is going to cause trouble, really bad things are going to happen next chapter. Thanks for reviewing

Roguechere: oi, that stinks. Hopefully ya will be able to find it, I had to order my off the internet since they stopped selling comics here, it's a good issue, just really sad, like The End #6, just it's Remy instead of Rogue. Those two have had a bad month :( Also maybe in it's next life, the knife will be used for steak, but for now it is evil knife. Thanks for reviewing

Loneraven: erm, for the getting better part. . . I make no promises, but it will, but it has to get even worse to get better so, we'll see. Haha, for the Scotland part I think I told you parts of what happened there, right? I can't remember. I promise I will try to bring up some Jonda parts, though I know they have a big part coming up later. Thanks for reviewing

dreamer's dawn: you already know this chapter is bad from reading it before. But I am hiding in my little bunker and my little army of Chipmunks are ready for battle against the Fix and Duckies. Though if u do harm me then I can't finish this and Remy will stay injured and Rogue will stay possessed forever in this fic. :P well hope ya liked it outside of those parts. Thanks for reviewing

WolvGambit Le Diable Blanc: I'll try to get the next chapter up soon, hopefully this was fast enough. Thanks for reviewing

firestorm13: omg, you are the only person to guess it and you got it right. The first name you said (not saying it here cause it might spoil for others) is correct of who the Scotish guy is. I was orignally going to go with the comic version, but that guy is confusing and the evo. version is easier to understand and less confusing. Also if ya want I can give ya a Malice punching bag, will that help? Just don't take it out on the author. Thanks for reviewing

Next Chapter: Forever Taken: at the mansion they notice Remy and Rogue have not returned and go looking, more Scott/Jean/Logan, Remy takes his anger out on Sinister, and in the next chapter, Malice will do something that will affect Rogue for the rest of her life.