For One Night of Peace Chapter 7: A Couple, a x-men: the movie fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men. I DO own the strange little girl in last and this chapter though.

Thanks to everyone that reviewed!

Sorry that I haven't updated, but I got married and moved to a different country. I don't have internet at home and I hardly have time to write the chapters, much less update them! Thank you to all those who still read this story!

PLUS! I HAVE WRITTEN THE THREE REMAINING CHAPPIES TO THE STORY! SO WHEN YOU FINISH THIS ONE, GIVE A LITTLE REVIEW, AND GO ONTO THE NEXT CHAPTER, AND THEN REVIEW THAT ONE AND ONTO THE EPILOGUE!

WARNING: SLIGHT SLIGHT SLIGHT SPOILER FOR X-3

The next day they arrived at Xavier's School of Gifted Youth and Rogue leaned sleepily against Scott as they entered the facility. Storm and Kurt led the procession, Rogue sleepily leaned against Scott as they followed, and Logan walked slightly behind, carrying the sleeping girl. It was so odd to see Logan so compassionate and caring, or so gentle…the sight made Rogue smile.

Suddenly the doors flew open and the students rushed to greet them. Bobby and his mother were at the back of the group, and Rogue saw the blue-eyed hunk smile shyly in her direction, welcoming her back yet keeping his distance. It was so odd to be distanced from Bobby, yet the young woman knew that she would have to get used to it from now on.

Wheeling his way through the crowd, Xavier suddenly froze as his eyes rested on the sleeping girl. Breathing seemed hard for him as he slowly advanced, his eyes watering suspiciously. "Genie?"

Jerking in her sleep, the young girl opened her eyes with a slight frown at Wolverine, still slightly disorientated. Her arms were around Wolverine's neck, her grip tightened slightly as she suddenly jerked once more, frowning deeper. The girl turned around slightly in the elder man's arms and her eyes widened the moment they rested on the crippled mutant smiling up at her with tears in his eyes.

"Genie!"

The girl suddenly tried jerking out of Wolverine's arms, and the moment Logan lowered her from where he held her bridal style, she silently rushed towards Professor Xavier and fell on her knees in front of him, burying her face in his chest.

"Genie, we thought that you had been killed." Xavier's voice was choked, and for a moment, everyone else seemed to disappear. "I couldn't find you in Cerebro…I…I don't understand, Genie, how is it that you hid yourself from us?" His eyes beheld the nearly skeletal girl. "Oh, what have they done to you?"

The girl lifted her face and everyone was surprised to see thick tears staining her skin. No one had heard her crying, and they were surprised to see how wet the professor's shirt had become in such little time. Large doe eyes stared back at Xavier.

The old man surveyed her bony body, and for the first time that she could remember, Rogue saw hatred in Professor Xavier's usually docile eyes. "What did they do to you? Tell me!"

Logan raised an eyebrow. "You mean the midget can talk?"

Xavier raised his worried eyes to meet Logan's. "Of course she can talk, Genie is the regular chatterbox, why do you---?" He turned slightly gray and returned his attention to the young girl. "Come and sit on my lap, Genie, I'll take us on a ride inside. Okay?"

The professor had locked himself in his study with the crying young girl, and rumors were flying through the school. Who was the girl and how did Xavier know her? Rogue pondered these things as well as she walked along the basketball court with Scott at her side. Usually she would be beside Logan, yet she had no desire to leave Scott's company. It was like a drug that had her addicted to his very smile.

"It's good to be home." The lovely young woman sighed as she breathed in the smell of the flowers blossoming all around them. She'd always associated the smell of flowers with the smell that encircled Xavier's School of Gifted Youth, and for Rogue, this school was her heaven.

"I think I'm getting too old for the 'let's go save the world' routine." Scott joked as he rubbed his sore neck.

"Oh c'mon sugah, you still got three good years left in you." She teased and gave into giggles when she saw the horrified expression covering the handsome man's face. "Two?"

"Why you---." Scott exclaimed as he lounged for the younger woman, yet she dodged his attack with an excited squeal and began running across the abandoned basketball court. Chasing the fast young woman, Scott was secretly glad that he had longer legs than she did. It meant that every step he took brought him closer and closer to his squealing prey. "Gotcha!" He exclaimed as he grabbed hold of Rogue, yet the force caused them to fall down on the grass on the other side of the court. Both bodies tumbled, wrestling, until they came to a stop, Scott straddling Rogue and smirking at her while she laughed happily and stuck her tongue out at him.

"Okay, okay, I'll admit it! You've got one good year left in you!" She then began squealing when Scott started ticking her ruthlessly. The dark haired woman shifted her body constantly under Scott, trying to get out from this attack, and she was surprised when she heard him groan and then go still above her. Eyes widening, Rogue suddenly felt something growing against her stomach, and she shuddered for a second at the implications.

"Rogue---" Scott groaned lightly when the mischievous young woman shifted under him once more, yet this time quite intentionally. "I think we should go inside right now."

"I'm quite comfortable where I am, thank-you-very-much." Rogue stated quite defiantly with another little shift just for the heck of it.

"Rogue," His voice was quite choked and the handsome young man couldn't look her in her eyes. "I don't think we--."

"I'm never going to be good enough for you, am I?" She suddenly exploded with eyes narrowed. "Even now that I'm not Rogue the Untouchable, you still won't even look in my direction! I know that the Doc was a wonderful woman, don't think I don't know how important she was for you and how much you loved her…but she's gone, Scott, and if you can't see something good in front of you then I---."

Stilling, Scott tilted his head, a wondering expression on his face. "You meant me when you were talking about Rogue the Untouchable in your dream?" Suddenly a brilliant smile covered Scott's face and before Rogue sputtered the insult on the tip of her tongue, he lowered his face to hers and captured her lips in a possessive and binding kiss.

Groaning, Rogue grew still for a second, yet when Scott's tongue traced her lips she gasped and the rapid male used that opportunity to slip it into her mouth, attacking her senses and causing her to grow rather dizzy.

Pulling away slightly, Scott smiled. "How could you ever" quick kiss "think that you weren't good enough for me?" Yet he captured her mouth, quieting her once more.

Turning away from the window, Logan smirked. Now that might lessen the thick unresolved sexual tension he'd smelt whenever those two were around each other. Then again, now that the man thought it over, he couldn't remember a time when they hadn't been stuck to each other like a Siamese twin. It was quite sickening actually. Yet the only thing that made it bearable was that Logan found their clueless state quite entertaining.

Feeling as if he were being watched, Logan looked towards the doorway only to see the professor wheeling himself into the kitchen, the young girl Genie walking next to his wheelchair obediently.

"She talked yet?" The younger man was interested in knowing as he opened the refrigerator door and shook his head to see the lack of beer. Contenting himself with a soda, he closed the door and turned to look expectantly at Xavier.

"Unfortunately no." Professor Xavier sighed, a tired smile appearing on his face as the little girl walked cautiously towards Logan and reached for his hand, leaning her head against him. "I don't find any physical reason for why she won't speak; it is as if she is afraid to do so, or just refuses to do so."

"Spite the devil I always say." He looked down oddly at the girl, slightly disturbed at how much she seemed to like him. "Who is she anyway?"

"Genie was Jean's niece. And my goddaughter." Seeing Logan's jerk, Xavier nodded. "Her mother and her were attacked by mutant-haters and we found what was left of her mother, yet we never found any trace of Genie. Jenna wasn't a mutant, and she swore that Genie's father—whoever he might be—wasn't a mutant either and didn't have any case of mutation in his family, but somehow Genie was born with the mutant gene…thus her name. Jean and I did all we could, but we couldn't find Genie on Cerebro, so we believed that she was dead also. I still don't understand how she could have hidden herself from Cerebro."

"What exactly is she?" Still referring to the girl as 'she' instead of her name, the handsome man tried taking a step away from Genie, only to have the girl follow his step the second he did so. How could a little girl leave him nervous and uneasy when millions of ugly, blood-thirsty mutants ready to pull out his heart didn't?

"She's a Bio-kinetic." Xavier declared, staring rather fondly at his quiet goddaughter. "It means that she can control her body--."

"Like Mystique?" Taking another step away from the child, Logan made a face when she did so as well. Well, she was as persistent as Mystique.

"No, Mystique is a shape-shifter." Xavier patiently clarified with a shake of his head. "Genie has control over her body, and if her powers were developed properly, she could be able to control other people's bodies, and vital organs."

Logan gulped at what Mystique would do if she had control over his body. "How…disturbing…to say the least."

Chuckling good-naturedly the professor nodded. "I think that she might very well have enough control over her mutation to control…to a small extent…other people's bodies…if Scott's injury is to be taken into account."

"One Eye did mention that it felt like his skin pushing out the bullet. But I have a doubt. If midget can control Scott's body, then why didn't she just close up his wound completely and not just remove the bullet?"

A frown appeared on the girl's face as she tilted her head to the side, as if taking this into consideration. The somber look never left her face as she walked passed Logan and opened the fridge's door, looking through the contents and pulling out someone's ham sandwich. Taking a bite out of the sandwich she still seemed lost in her thoughts, only looking at professor Xavier and Logan when she seemed to hit a roadblock. Yet she'd just shake her head and take another bite.

Amused with her actions, Xavier turned to Logan. "I think that her powers aren't completely developed, yet she's managed to get some control over them." His smile turned into a frown as he stared at the young girl, a sigh escaping his lips. "If only Jean were alive, she'd be able to help her better than I. And she'd be so happy to have her family with her again. She mourned Jenna and Genie's death till her own."

A glass half-filled with milk that had been abandoned on the table suddenly began to shake and without warning exploded, sending pieces of glass flying everywhere.

Logan, not having the mental power like Xavier to protect himself from the flying pieces of glass, pulled two out of his skin and lazily watched himself heal. Then turning to the quiet girl to make sure that she hadn't been hurt, he was surprised to see pieces of glass floating in front of her in the air. A smirk appeared on his face. "You can let them drop now professor."

There was a moment of silence from the elder man. "I'm not doing that."

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A contented smile appeared on Rogue's flushed face as they entered the cafeteria hand in hand. The eyes of many were on them, and if it hadn't been for Scott's reassuring squeeze she would have run out. People, especially students, began whispering amongst themselves, seeing Rogue and Scott together, holding hands…gloves not included…flushed and looking happier than they had ever seen them.

When Scott kissed her cheek and headed towards the Teacher's Tables, Rogue's smile grew. Heading to where Jubilee and Kitty were sitting, eyeing her with mouths open, she knew that a long interrogatory was about to happen. They hadn't even known about her temporary loss of power, and considering how they deemed themselves the school's gossips, they wouldn't know what to be more horrified to not know before others…that Rogue could touch people now, or that Rogue and Scott were obviously a couple.

A couple.

Thanking the serving girl, Rogue played with her food, ignoring her friends for now. While Scott hadn't officially asked her to be his girlfriend (How childish that sounded!) she felt as if they were married! That was probably because of the many nights that they slept together…slept together.

Shivering slightly, Rogue blushed. Now that she could touch people, and, well, they could touch each other…and Scott and her had sorta confessed mutual feelings…well…would there be a difference tonight to the others? Would they really sleep together, in the vulgar sense of the term?

The thought made her grow nervous. Having been forced to not touch anyone had doomed any possibility of intimacy, so she wasn't anything other than a simple virgin. Scott was used to Doc, an experienced woman. What if she, Rogue, let him down? What if he didn't like her in bed?

Sensing someone's eyes on her she looked around and smiled at Logan. He was sitting at the Teacher's Table with the others, despite the fact that he wasn't a teacher. Then again, whenever he did drop by the school he acted as a sub…so then again…it really wasn't that odd that he was sitting there. Rogue had been very worried about how Logan would take her grand entry with the man he termed 'One Eye', yet he just shrugged as if saying "well, what did you expect me to do? Gut him?" and winked, causing her smile to grow larger.

She would have to worry about sexually inadequacy later, because Bobby made his way to her table and Jubilee made a space for him, allowing him to sit next to Rogue.

He was quiet for a moment, and when he looked at her, it was surprisingly shy. "Hello."

"Hey Bobby."

"I'm glad you returned safe and sound. I was worried about you." Lowering his gaze, he was silent for a moment. "I see that things between Mr. Summers and you are getting serious."

"Yes, they are. I love him, Bobby." Ignoring Kitty and Jubilee as they gasped and then squealed, Rogue placed her hand on Bobby's.

Wincing, Bobby took in a deep breath before clearing his throat, still not meeting her gaze. "Does he love you?"

"I don't know."

Suddenly realizing that she wasn't wearing gloves, Bobby narrowed his eyes, bringing them to meet hers. "You don't zap anymore?"

Smiling at his pet name for her power, Rogue nodded. "I lost my power momentarily, but according to professor Xavier I should be regaining it very soon, except this time with complete control over it." For a moment she debated whether to tell him or not, but remembering that they had promised to remain friends, she decided to share it with him. "It's thanks to Scott. I can't tell you the details, but if it wasn't for him I would never have regained physical contact."

He seemed in pain and it took him some moments to answer. When he did his voice was choked. "I'm glad for you, Rogue. I really hope you'll be happy. Believe me."

"I do."

------------------------------------

"So, you sure about what you feel for him? I don't want you confused and then regretting what you're no doubt going to do once lights go out."

Giving a little laugh, Rogue nodded, hating her blush. "Yes Logan. I'm sure that I love him."

"If he hurts you I'll kill him." As they looked up at the stars by the window, Logan smoked one of his cigars. "You two should just tell each other that you love the other and get this badly-written soap-opera over with. You give him cow eyes when you think he isn't looking and he does the same to you. It's sickening. Do a pal a favor and stop."

Blushing, Rogue had thought that no one saw the way she looked at Scott. She would have to look around better next time. "Yes sir, anything else, sir?"

"Don't get cheeky with me you little wench." Logan muttered, taking a puff of his cigar. "One Eye or not I can still give you a good clobbering."

Changing the subject since he was rather cranky and no doubt would live up to his threat, Rogue's eyes went to the thin creature sitting to Xavier's right and looking right back at them. She'd gained considerable weight the couple of hours after arriving…which Rogue found peculiar. "What's the story with Genie?"

"Not much. Quite boring actually." Logan announced with slight indifference. "Jean's niece, Xavier's granddaughter, Bio-kinetic able to hide herself from Cerebro, and apparently Jean wasn't the only one in her family who is a strong mental-path."
"What?" That fell on her like cold water during a winter's blizzard. The girl was Jean's niece? How would Scott take that? Would he take it as a sign that he wasn't supposed to be with her, Rogue, and that he should stay true to Jean? Was that what Genie's appearance mean? Why did things have to get so complicated right when I thought things were suddenly beginning to work out?

As if reading her mind, Logan seemed to find his cigar quite interesting all of a sudden. "The Professor just took Cykes aside, he's probably telling him about it now." Seeing her worried glance, he sighed. "I don't think that he's going to let something like that change what he feels."

"Do you really think that or are you just saying that because you don't want to have to continue giving me love advice?"

But Logan didn't answer. His eyes followed movement and Rogue turned to see Genie standing behind her, looking up at her curiously. Taking Rogue's hand, she tilted her head to the side and frowned, bewildered expression gone. Squeezing Rogue's hand her eyes widened and Genie took a step towards her before placing her hand on her stomach, confusing both adults.

"What the heck is she doing?" Logan wanted to know before raising an eyebrow. "You wouldn't be pregnant, would you?"

The possibility made her laugh. She had only learnt what a real kiss was two hours ago! "Impossible."

Turning to Genie, he put out his cigar. "Hey, midget. What are you doing?"

Ignoring him for the first time since she'd met him, Genie kept her hand on Rogue's stomach, a sleepy expression appearing in her large doe eyes. Suddenly her body stiffened, her eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed to the ground.

"Are you sure she's okay?" Scott asked the professor after he came out of the clinic. Logan, Rogue and he were waiting on the professor to see if Genie was alright. He'd been worried that the only living relative of Jean Grey had died before he could even introduce himself.

"Of course. She wrote that she'd had a vision, that that was all. As if it were nothing out of the ordinary." Still shaky from the thought of losing his goddaughter once more, Xavier cleared his throat. "I didn't even know that she had mental powers until this evening. How could she have hidden herself and her powers from Cerebro? How can she be so strong?"

From where he sat, still puffing away, Logan leaned forwards. "Well, she is related to Jean. Considering that it shouldn't be surprising that she's extremely strong."

Getting up from her seat, Rogue reached for Scott's hand and squeezed it. "What did she see?"

There was a moment of silence. The old man seemed to grow pale. "She wrote that it was good that you and Scott held strong feelings for each other. That way he would never go back to the Lake."

Scott was silent for a moment, exchanging glances with a blushing Rogue, before returning a frown to the professor. "The lake? Where Jean died?" Seeing the professor nod, he let go of Rogue's hand and placed his arm around her shoulders, bringing her closer to him. "But why? Why did she say that? What would happen if I did?"

"I asked her the same question." Xavier's eyes met Scott's. "She wrote that some people are best left dead." Not much was said after that, and each said their goodnights, readying to go to sleep after a tiring day, taking their troubling thoughts and worries with them.

Logan was glad that he never carried much with him. He hated packing, and tomorrow he planned on borrowing Cyke's newest car and heading out. He had his own past to discover, and now that Quid seemed to be a dead end he would have to continue searching on his own. Stripes was fine, even though she was with One Eye. Logan wouldn't have to keep coming back so often as to keep an eye out for her, now she had someone to keep her out of trouble.

Glad that someone capable had been given the dirty work, he looked down at the dog tags in his hands. She'd given them back to him before going to bed. Said she'd found her way home and now he needed to find his, that maybe these would bring him good luck. A man who didn't believe in luck, he'd just snorted and accepted them again.

Getting ready for his early departure he turned off the light, falling into a dreamless sleep.

Sitting in Cerebro, Xavier was puzzled. Even with her sleeping in her new bed in the mansion, he couldn't pick up Genie on Cerebro. She wasn't among the humans or the mutants. Why couldn't he pick up her signal? And why did he feel as if she was keeping a horrible secret? Why wouldn't she speak? And why had she said that it was best for Jean to remain dead? What was going on?

With a sigh, Xavier decided that he needed to sleep.

Jolting in bed, Genie was still half asleep, yet what she'd seen was fresh in her mind. Getting up from bed she sensed her godfather sleeping in his room. He was tired and wouldn't sense her. This was the best time to act.

Jubilee had asked her every question under the sun, and Rogue had had to wait for too long for the girl to fall asleep, yet now that she was snoring in her bed, Rogue stood by the door, too afraid to go out. What if things didn't work out? What if she was a total failure? What if she didn't live up to Jean's memory?

You'll never know if you don't try.

Taking in a deep breath, Rogue opened the door and closed it behind her, heading towards Scott's room. Tonight would be the moment of truth.

Hello everyone! I'm back! Well, I'll just let you know that there will probably be approx. two more chapters to this story, so bare with me please! I hope you will like it and will leave me some reviews to nudge me on and bug the heck out of me until I finish those two chapters, thus ending the story! I already know how this story is going to end…with a surprise…I just hope that all of you will like it!