Third Person POV

Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters was what they liked to call it. In all actuality, it should have been called "Xavier's Institute for Teenage Mutants". It was a sort of sanctuary, a safe place for mutants to go. He had found the place on accident, really. Or rather, they had found him. They, of course, would be referring to two of Xavier's finest, Ororo Monroe and Scott Summers. The two were also fondly thought of as Storm, and Cyclops, and they were X-Men.

He had met them after an accident, and according to Scott they "saved his butt from Sabertooth". He recalled waking up in their infirmary. He also remembered believing that he had finally lost it when voices plagued his mind. He also remembered meeting the one woman he thought he had ever loved, Jean Grey. And then finding out the Scott stick-up-his-ass Summers was her boyfriend. He also remembered that that was the first day he had met Marie, or as she liked to be called, Rogue.

And here he stood, back at this "sanctuary", and for what reason? To visit Rogue, he had told himself. But that wasn't entirely the truth. Somewhere, deep down inside of the beast that he was, he thought, hoped that if he waited she'd come back. That if he were patient, he would be rewarded with the sight of Jean again, alive and well.

"Gotta stop thinking like this." Logan told himself, as he walked up the long driveway. He hesitated, his hand on the doorknob. He smelt the scents of people standing just beyond the door. Among them was Rogue. He also identified ice boy, Ororo, and scent that reminded him of cigarettes and spices. Then his ears caught something.

"I'm sorry, I- it's not like that! It's not that you're, I mean..."

It was Rogue, apparently apologizing to someone. Logan's jaw clenched momentarily. If that popsicle was giving her a hard time, he'd have a nice long talk with the Wolverine. Almost as thought to answer the unspoken question, someone answered.

"Remy didn't mean t' disappoint such a belle femme such as y'r self, chere. Perhaps, next time, y'll be waitin' fo' Remy, neh?"

Logan instantly realized that at some point in their conversation, Rogue must have mentioned that she had been waiting for him. The fact that whoever the new person was could even think of being someone Rogue would wait for like she did him made Logan want to gut him. Momentarily, Logan felt bad when he realized that Rogue was in fact waiting for him. He opened the door, and found them all standing in the foyer.

"Well, is this my "welcome back" party?" Logan smirked as he closed the door behind him.

Remy's POV

"Remy didn't mean t' disappoint such a belle femme such as y'r self, chere. Perhaps, next time, y'll be waitin' fo' Remy, neh?" I smirked, and winked as Rogue turned a deeper shade of pink, and I swear that the blonde boy was starting to feel uneasy. All of a sudden, my empathy picked up a large wave of anger, and a tint sadness, and I realized that the blonde boy must be her boyfriend.

Well, at least I assumed the emotions came from him. That was until the door swung open, and in came a gruff looking homme.

"Well, is this my "welcome back" party?"

My eyes peered over to Rogue. I assumed this was the friend she had been waiting for. I opened my empathy up to her and felt a great deal of joy, and even a bit of infatuation. I looked back over at gruffy, and watched as she all but ran to him and enveloped him in a hug.

"Logan, welcome back." It was Stormy who said this, and she smiled as he picked Rogue up in a hug, and placed her back down.

"Thanks 'ro." Gruffy, or Logan, I suppose, looked back down at Rogue. "Hey kiddo, miss me?"

I sensed that Rogue was upset, apparently put down by something he said. However, she hid it so well that if it weren't for my empathy I wouldn't have noticed at all.

"Maybe just a little." She beamed, as he wrapped an arm around her and led her past the blonde, and into the hall.

I turned to Storm and raised an eyebrow. "Dat homme a little old fer her, non?"

As if to answer my unspoken question of whether they were dating, Bobby stomped off, leaving a trail of annoyance behind him.

Third Person POV

Logan led Rogue to the rec room, as they caught up on things that have happened since he was gone. "Have you been workin' on controlling those powers of yours?" Logan sat in one of the overstuffed chairs as he asked this, holding back the urge to light a cigarette. He really did not want to have to answer to Xavier.

Rogue sat on the couch, looking at her gloved palms. "Well, not really." She saw Logan raise an eyebrow at her, and went on. "I mean, not seriously. Me and Bobby have tried..." She tucked a bang behind her ear, a nervous habit of hers. "...kissing once or twice. The professor says that he'd like for me to work with one of the students. But, I can't just ask somebody that, you know? I know Bobby would agree to in a minute, but, I mean, I don't want to get his hopes up."

Logan stared at her, and understood why she would be unwilling to ask one of her friends to help her. He'd been a victim to her powers a few times, and it was definitely one of the worst feelings he had ever experienced in his life. Well, one of worst feelings that he could remember experiencing in his life. "I'm willing to help you out, Ro-"

"No!" Rogue cut him off, and quickly added after his questioning look, "I mean, I appreciate it Logan, I really do. I just, I don't want to hurt you." That wasn't it, and Logan could tell. She broke under his stare. "Logan, don't take this the wrong way, but when I absorb you the nightmares just won't go away."

Logan frowned to himself. He knew the nightmares she was talking about, and it never occurred to him that she'd have to go through those, too. "Well, if you ever change your mind, you know I'm here for you."

"Yeah, I know." Rogue smiled.

Bobby sat in the library, going over his research paper for World History. He didn't have anything to do since he had hoped to do something with Rogue tonight. However, seeing as she was catching up with Logan, he had to find something to occupy himself.

"Bobby?" Someone sat down across from him.

Bobby looked up, and smiled when he saw Kitty sitting across from him with her laptop. "Hey Kit."

Kitty turned her laptop off, and stuffed it in her bag. "What're you doing in here? I mean, who does school work on Friday?" She grinned.

Laughing a little at the point she made, Bobby shrugged a little. "I just, don't have anything to do, so I figured I'd get it over with. What're you doing in here?" Bobby stuffed his paper into his book, and crossed his arms on the table.

"Wireless connection only works in here. I had to check my email for the weekly newsletter in my computer programming web group." Kitty laughed at herself some, and rolled her eyes. "I know, I'm such a geek. I mean, what kind of person is part of a computer programming mailing list?"

Bobby grinned at her. "You're not a geek. At least you've got a hobby, you know?"

Kitty smiled. "Yeah, I guess. So, do you want to hang out, or something?"

Taking a look at his watch to check the time, Bobby nodded. "Yeah sure, what do you have in mind?"

This time, it was Kitty who shrugged. "I don't know, want to go get some ice cream?"

For the life of him, Bobby didn't know why he said yes.

Remy Lebeau hated being in a room for long periods of time. That's precisely why he left his assigned room as soon as he put his bag in there. Ororo told him she had things to take care of, and left him. This left him alone, and bored. Thus, to cure his boredom, Remy decided it would be fun to snoop around the mansion.

None of the rooms seemed to have caught his interest. Although, he did pass a group of girls that sure seemed interested in him. He winked at them as he passed, which cause them to break into a fit of giggles. Shaking his head with a grin, Remy came to big metal doors that instantly caught his interest.

"Now what would dis room be?" Opening the doors, he found a desk of controls and monitors. Sitting in a swivel chair, Remy looked out of the glass window that separated the control room he found from an apparently empty room. "Now I wonder what dis do..." Hitting a button, Remy's eyebrows raised as the room on the other side of the glass changed from empty, to a chaotic site of destruction.

Getting out of the chair, and heading down the hall to find the hall to find the entrance to the magical room, Remy pulled out some cards and grinned proudly. "Remy t'ink he's gon' like dis place."

Kitty laughed, looking at Bobby as she held her ice cream in one hand. The decided to go to the same place Bobby had taken Rogue on their first date. "Oh my gosh, Bobby!"

Bobby didn't seem nearly as amused, and held back the urge to pout. "It's not that funny, Kitty." He crossed his arms like a five year old that didn't get their way.

Kitty wiped her eyes, where tears had formed. "But you're ICEMAN! You don't even like ice cream! How coincidental is that?" She broke into another fit of giggles. "Why didn't you tell me? We could have gone somewhere else." Kitty was about to eat another spoonful of her ice cream when she stumbled and it flung into her face. Now it was Bobby's turn to laugh.

"Oh shut up!" Despite this, Kitty laughed too. Then, she grinned deviously. This made Bobby stop laughing, when he realized what she must of been thinking. His eyes widened.

"Kitty..."

SPLAT.

Rogue and Logan were on their way to the kitchen. It was about eight in the evening, and neither of them had eaten yet.

"I think we've got some pizza left in the-" Rogue was cut off as they passed the danger room and heard a loud explosion. She looked at Logan, and he had the same confused look on his face.

"They schedulin' training sessions this late now?" Logan raised an eyebrow at her, and when she shook her head 'no', they both took off running to the observation deck's door.

Rogue looked through the window as Logan tried messing with the controls to turn the simulation off. Someone was fighting a Sentinel, and was creating large explosions by throwing something that was glowing a vibrant shade of pink. "Is that the- OH MY GOD!" Rogue locked in shock and horror as the sentinel grabbed Remy up in its large robotic hand and hurled the mutant across the scene before them.

"DAMMIT!" Logan got up, knocking the chair over. He looked at Rogue and pointed at the controls. "Try and turn it off!" Rogue nodded, and Logan ran down the hall. He tried opening the doors, but they wouldn't budge because there was a simulation. Aggravated, with a distinct "snikt" noise Logan's claws were out, and he made his very opening through the door.

Remy stood up, rubbing his head. "Now why y' gotta t'row Remy like dat?" Pulling out more cards that glowed pink, and was about to throw them when the scene before him disappeared. "What de-"

Before Remy could blink, he was slammed up against a cold metal wall with metal claws to his throat, and a very angry Logan holding him by the collar. "What do you think you're doin', bub!"

Remy showed no fear, but instead pulled out some charged cards and glared into the face of his attacker. "Mind letting go, mon ami?"

"Logan!" The two men looked over at the mangled door that Rogue had walked in. "Stop you two! What the hell is going on?"

Letting go of Remy, Logan retracted his claws but didn't back away. "You ain't allowed in here alone if you ain't on the team. Especially without someone on the observation deck." Shoving the Cajun back some, Logan stomped past Rogue and out of the danger room.

Remy brushed himself off and looked up at Rogue. "I t'ink he likes me, non?" He couldn't help but smile as her laughter filled the empty room.

AN: So, I'm not happy with this chapter at ALL. I think I did a horrible job, and really tried to rewrite it xx. Maybe later, once I get on with the story, I'll come back and edit it. It's just one of those chapters that have things you need to get known, but don't really like to write it. ANYWAYS, review faster chapters.