Chapter Seventeen

Rogue, Remy, Ben, and Greg walked in silence down the dirt road. They had decided to leave the road, because a cop had stopped and told them to get home. Rogue was still being carried by Gambit, who had touched her once, but not for long. Ben was still trying to calm Greg down, who kept saying he killed someone and kept on crying.

"How long are we going to walk?" Ben asked, after Greg stopped crying.

"Just until we find another road," Remy said.

"How far are we?" Ben asked.

"Not even half way there," Rogue said," We stil have a long way to go."

"Why don't you just call them," Ben suggested," They can pick us up."

"I don't know the phone number," Rogue said.

"You mean to tell me," Ben said, his voice rising with every word." THAT YOU LIVED THERE FOR TWO YEARS AND DON'T KNOW THE PHONE NUMBER."

"Calm down Ben," Remy snapped," Dere is no reason to shout."

"I killed someone," Greg muttered, starting a cry again.

"It's okay Greg," Ben quickly said, going over to calm Greg down, again.

"Hey look," Rogue said," There is a house up ahead."

The three boys looked at where she was looking. There stood a white house, with broken windows, and the door was half way off. It didn't look that big and looked like no one had been in it for a few years. Remy put Rogue down before they entered the house.

"Looks abandoned," Ben said, as they walked inside.

"Oh ya, people are going to live in t'is broken down house," Remy said, looking at the floor, which was covered in about an inch of dirt."Need to hire a new maid."

"I agree," Rogue said, looking at the counters, which were covered in dust and cobwebs.

"We can stay here for tonite then?" Ben asked, looking into the fridge, but quickly closed it because of the smell.

"Ya," Remy said," Just hope dere a clean place to sleep."

"Where did Greg go?" Rogue asked.

Ben looked around, then at Remy, who looked at Rogue. They headed into one of the rooms and there was Greg in the middle of the room. He was holding a knife that they had seen in the kitchen.

"Greg," Ben yelled," What are you doing?"

"I killed someone," Greg said, more tears running down his face." And I can't live with that."

"This is not the way to handle it," Rogue said," Just wait until we get to the mansion and the Professor can help you."

"I can't live with knowing I did something like that," Greg whispered.

Rogue had taken her gloves off now. Ben was trying to talk Greg out of it. Greg raised the knife, but Rogue ran over to him and touched his face before he could do anything. Greg dropped the knife and fell to the floor. She backed off, grabbed her head and closed his eyes.

"STUPID MEMORIES," Rogue shouted.

Ben ran over to Greg, picked him up and put him on the bed. Remy quickly went over to Rogue, who had calmed down and was looking at the ground.

"How long will he be out?" Ben asked, sounding worried.

"He might be out for a few hours," Rogue said," Maybe longer."

"We shouldn't stay here den," Remy said," When he wakes up, he might want to kill himself."

"Fine," Ben said, picking up Greg.

Remy picked up Rogue, who quickly put on her gloves and wrapped her arms around his neck. The two boys carried them out of the house in silence. They didn't say anything as they walked down the dirt road.

A/N: Poor Rogue, now she has Bens powers and memories for awhile. Here is a little preview.

Remy ran for about five minutes before he finally found Rogue. She was laying in an alley way. She had her eyesclosed.He looked at her for awhile and picked her up. 'She is asleep or-' Remy didn't won't to think about it. He quickly ran to the nearest hospital, hopping that she would live.

I wonder what will happen. You'll have to wait and see. Please Review.