Authors Note: Pyro and Rogue are not getting together; she belongs to Iceman.

He had to let her go. It was hard and he didn't want to but Rogue would never be his. Why couldn't he just get over her? Rogue was just another girl, a perfect, beautiful, amazing girl who belonged to his best friend. Pyro looked down at Bobby's girlfriend.

Bobby probably deserved her more anyway, after all, he was the one who had gone off to track Rogue's attacker.

And what have I done, nothing that's what. I should have done something. She shouldn't be like this, not here, dying.

She was still here in the hospital, still unconscious, with no sign of waking. What would happen if she never did wake up?

Bobby would probably kill himself, thought Pyro. But he wasn't really the best authority because he would do the same thing if she died. Sad is at was for him to admit that was probably her future.

The nurse had planted this thought firmly in his mind after she explained in annoyingly accurate detail all the things that were wrong with Rogue and all the reasons she couldn't get better.

Damned nurse. What does she know? Well, probably more than me, really. Its not like I can diagnose Rogue and say, hey, she'll live. Oh god, what if she doesn't, it would be pretty bad if she died while Bobby was gone. It would be bad if she dies at all but worse if it happens while Bobby isn't here to know about it. Man, why did he have to leave? This sucks. Why is it so bright in here?

Pyro was getting really agitated now. He was worried about Rogue (she was dying), upset with the nurse (She was pessimistic), annoyed with Bobby (he shouldn't have left). Oh, and it was getting so bright in the room that he couldn't see. And something was going on with Rogue's machine.

The lines went flat.

Crap, okay, this is bad, very bad.. Problems, problems, we have problems. What the-?

The lines changed again, this time moving up and down, up and down and the lines were moving faster. The objects around Rogue were glowing brighter than ever, Pyro could barely see and then...

Rogue opened her eyes.

Pyro couldn't move. What had just happened? Was Rogue awake? Oh yeah, her eyes were wide open now; she was staring right at him.

"J-john?"

"Yeah, it's me, you-you-your awake, how? I mean a minute ago, the lines were flat and now, well, you're alive. I think."

Rogue smiled.

"I'm okay, tired and sore but I'm okay. Are the others here?"

'Oh yes, everyone, Storm, Logan, Jube, Pyslocke, all of them!"

His voice got softer and Pyro placed a hand her face.

"I'm so glad you're awake. We've all missed you, a lot."

"Thanks. But where's Bobby, you didn't mention him, I mean he is here right?"

'Bobby's been really worried, he came everyday since the incident but he just got really upset and, um, it's not important really."

Rogue looked Pyro straight in the eye.

"Where is Bobby, you know Pyro I know you do. Oh my god, he didn't go do something stupid did he?"

"No um, just out, tracking your attacker."

She sighed in a defeated sort of way.

'Why did he do this, I'm alright after all."

"But you weren't at first, rogue, you've been in a coma for a few weeks already. We all thought you were going to die. But Bobby's gone off somewhere and I don't know how to reach him. I'm sorry Rogue."

"I'm in the hospital, everyone thinks I'm dead, and Bobby is off on a suicidal mission. We have problems.

Bobby had been driving around for hours already looking fro the numbers he'd been given. But that was the problem, all he had was numbers and no address, city, state or anything that would be the least bit helpful. His phone rang.

"Hello?"

"I'm the one. 2204, McKinnon Drive, San Francisco."

He hung up but who cared Bobby had what he needed.

The answer to the problems.