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AWAKE

Rogue eyes slightly fluttered, but burned ever so slightly as the light poured through. She groaned a little bit, just realizing the pain from her stomach. As soon as Remy heard her he jumped out of his chair to be by her side. The noise startled her, but when she looked at him everything came back to her. She remembered the subway, Remy, Belle, the knife. Rogue lifted up her hand quickly, stopping him as he made it to her side. He looked at her puzzled while she looked at him with more anger than he had ever seen in her before, and this is Rogue.

"Stay away from meh." she told him in an erie tone and waved her hand, slamming him back into the wall across from him and holding him there. Mr. McCoy came in right about now in total shock of what he was looking at. She had never used her new found abilities in front of anyone. In fact, it was just last month that she bothered to tell anyone that she had control, but she refused to explain how or allow any testing to be done on herself. Rogue had refused to let many people even come close to her, well, apparently anyone except Remy since no one had known that for the past few months he had been sneaking into her room at night and sleeping there.

"Rogue?" he asked her.

"It was his fault, his fault. He let her do this ta meh." then she turned back to Remy hanging on the wall. "Ah trusted ya!" She pulled him back towards her lightly and slammed him against the wall once more. Remy winced a little bit from the pain.

"Chere! Think 'bout what ya sayin!"

"Ah know exactly what Ah'm saying Cajun. Ya let her stab meh on the subway!"

"Rogue." Mr. McCoy beckoned her.

"Think about what you are saying. You were sleeping, my dear. Remy brought you in here." she turned to Mr. McCoy slightly confused, but would not let go of her hold on her husband.

"Sleepin'? No, Ah remembah bein' on the subway." Mr. McCoy only shook his head.

"But it was so...so real." she whispered to herself.

"Chere?" she quickly looked back at the wall, forgetting that she had Remy hanging there and just let him drop. She looked down at her stomach, pulling up her gown through the sheets to see the stitches in her stomach.

"Then how did this happen?" Staying at the wall, Remy replied, "Don't know, just woke up 'cause ya havin' a bad dream chere. Den, ya started bleedin'. Brought ya down here fast as we could."

"We?"

"Remy and da Wolverine." she groaned in acknowledgement.

"So everybody knows now, huh?" she gave him an annoyed look.

"Dey not let Remy stay down here without him tellin'." he told her regretfully. "But den, after ya wake up, maybe Remy shouldn't have been 'round non?" he asked her replacing his ever so confident smirk. She just rolled her eyes at him.

"Mr. McCoy, is there anyway ta find out what happened?"

"My dear, we have been trying. But perhaps, since you have awakened, and your strength returns to you, we can have the Professor check it out more throughly."

"Ya been tryin'? How long Ah been out?"

"Few days, chere." she groaned and plopped back down on her cot. Mr. McCoy came over to her and began to check her vitals.

"How are you feeling?"

"Lahke Ah was stabbed." she told him, in an all too happy tone. Mr. McCoy went to look at her stitches when he noticed that the wound was gone and all sealed up. He looked at her a little bit in awe of her new found abilities.

"Can Ah go now Mr. McCoy?" she asked batting her eyes at him. He nodded in agreement.

"But you must get some rest before you speak with the Professor. Doctor's orders. Healing abilities or not, you need it."

"Alright, if'n it's doctor's ordah's." she nearly jumped off of the cot. Remy tried to help her into her robe, but she only snatched it from him and threw it on, walking quickly out the doors. He smiled at this and hurried to catch her. He caught up to her at the elevator doors.

"Chere, where ya be goin'? Ya suppose to be resting." she crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes.

"An' Ah'm sure ya would love ta help meh with that, but if'n ya think for a minute swamp rat, consider the fact that Ah've been in bed for a few days." still smirking, he raised an eyebrow at her. She groaned just as the elevator doors opened and they walked in.

"Ah'm hungry."