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Disclaimer: As usual, I don't own these characters, apart from the Apartment Manager but he's not really anything to be proud of!

Warning: Slightly stronger langage in this part, well, actually it's really just the word beginning with 'f' and ending with 'ing' but i don't wanna get flamed for not warning anyone properly so there ya go!

Gone.

Chapter 2.

Rogue felt as though she was lying on a beach. She felt warm, and it seemed as though she had fallen asleep. The tide had swept in on her and was now gently pushing her to consciousness. Moving slightly in an attempt to crawl up the sand, she realised her wrists had been tangled up in some seaweed. In fact, she wasn't even lying down. Her wrists were holding her upright. Opening her eyes, she blinked to gain her focus, and then it all clicked into place. She wasn't on warm tropical beach; she was in a dank basement. She wasn't trapped by seaweed; they were heavy metal cuffs. It wasn't seawater lapping about her ankles; it was rainwater that was leaking in from the miniscule, rectangular window that allowed some natural daylight into the room. Glancing about her surroundings, she noticed Kurt was pinned on the opposite wall to her in much the same way.

"Kurt!" she whispered as loudly as she dared, she wasn't sure who else was listening.

Groggily, her brother looked up, blinking in much the same way as she had.

"Marie? Are you all right? Where are we?" he replied.

"I'm not sure, I've only just come round. Can you get out of here?"

Wisps of blue smoke appeared around him but he never quite disappeared. "No, something's stopping me."

"That would be me," said an old voice. One Rogue recognised. A thin man was making his way down the stairs, light slowly filtering through the darkness to revel feet, edge's of a cape, legs, torso and arms, finally a head. One that donned a helmet. "Hello my dear Rogue." Magneto greeted.

"You! What the hell have you done? Why are we here?" she yelled.

"Well, I can assure you, it's not due to your mother's express wishes to see you. She was quite glad to be rid of you when she last saw you." he smirked.

"What do you want with us?" Kurt asked.

"Hmmm, not so much you old chap, but your sister here. I require her services again."

Sending fearful glances to each other, Rogue glanced back and Kurt started to struggle against his binds.

"No! You're not going to hurt her again!" he shouted.

Magneto simply laughed and walked between them. Then he pulled Kurt's head forward and dripped something onto his neck.

"What was that?" Marie shouted.

"Just a little concoction I made from Stryker's control serum and some of the cure." He said with a malicious grin. Then, he turned his back on the struggling Nightcrawler and faced Rogue. With a smile, he said, "Well, my dear, we meet again! How nice to see you after all these years. I see you still keep your hair the same," brushing a stray white lock. "It's so nice to meet Charles's protégée again. Shame he is unable to."

"Why do you still wear that helmet when you know no-one else can use Cerebro?" she asked, flinching away from his gloved hand. She seemed to have forgotten that she was currently chained in a basement with no idea where she was. The small action was the only thing that reminded them that it wasn't the civilised conversation it appeared to be.

"Nostalgia. I also happen to think it gives me a mysterious air." he chuckled.

Kurt had given up struggling now and was gazing at Magneto's back. All he could think of was, 'If only I had my powers...'

"It doesn't." was Rogue's cool reply. "Why do you need my 'services' then?" getting back on topic.

Erik made a few tutting noises and said; "Now that would only spoil the surprise later wouldn't it?"

"Not really."

"Oh dear, some one's not being very polite today! Maybe after a little serum you'll be more co-operative." and he slowly raised his fist with a syringe encased in it.

Rogue realised her legs were free; swiftly put into action a move Logan had taught her. Remembering his words, 'First strike has got to count.' she raised her leg so he wouldn't notice and when it was at the right height, straightened it straight into his arm. The syringe flew out of his hand and smashed against the wall. Glancing at the mess, Erik moved his gaze back to Rogue.

"Oh dear. It really was for your own good. Don't you like the idea of being able to be touched? Without having to absorb the person? I have no qualms either way. I just thought you'd prefer the less painful route."

"Go ahead! Touch me you fucking – "

He gasped. "Such language from such a pretty mouth! That won't do." And he slid off a glove, and hovered his hand over her chained one. Taunting her for a few minutes, her finally grabbed her hand and winced in preparation for the pull, closing his eyes. When none came, he slowly opened them again.

Rogue was the one smirking now. "Oh! Silly me! I forgot to tell you! I have control now, so your little games won't work! Oh dear, hope I didn't ruin the surprise?" she grinned.

A look of irritation flickered across his face before he returned her grin with a more malevolent one. "Of course you haven't. You've just made it more fun!" and then he slapped her harshly across the face so her head hit the wall with a sound thump.

Hissing in pain as he strode off, Marie turned to look at her unconscious brother and started to feel a sharp burning in her eyes.

Logan woke the next morning surprisingly early. He had slept quite well during the night, once he was finally asleep, and had already formed half of the speech he was going to give Marie, including reasons as to why she should return.

Pouring himself a cup of coffee, he awaited the rest of the other occupants of the mansion to wake up. Storm came in first.

She yawned and grabbed herself a mug full of the mocha java. As she sipped, she glanced briefly to Logan.

"It's alright, I know."

"You do?" she asked, startled.

"Yep, she'd left a letter for me too." he grunted back.

"Did she mention anything about Kurt staying with her for a while?"

Logan glanced at the weather goddess she looked worried it seemed. "He didn't come back last night? I saw him take her."

"No, I thought he might have come down early or something, but he hasn't been back to the mansion all night." Storm said, trying to remain calm. "And I have no idea where he is, and no way of getting in touch with Rogue."

"Well..." Logan started.

"What? Do you know something?"

"She asked me not to tell anyone, but seeing as I'm planning on going there today, I may as well tell you. She gave me her address but said I shouldn't follow or visit till I heard from her first."

"Why are you going today then?"

"I plan on bringing her back. She should never have left in the first place," he murmured.

Storm smiled serenely at this and then continued to speak. "We may as well take the Jet then. I'll need to sort out some cover though."

"'We'?"

"Yes, I'm coming with you to make sure Kurt is ok." she glared.

"Alright, when will you be ready?"

"Hmm… About 20 minutes if that's alright."

"It'll have to be." he replied, as he watched Storm leave the room. Then he placed his own mug in the sink and went to the lower levels to get suited up. He always felt when riding on the jet, he needed to wear his uniform. Plus, 'Marie seems to like me in it, so it's all to help a good cause.' he thought with a smirk.

Logan was holding the letter and kept referring to the address to the plague on the apartment building's wall.

"Yeah, this is the place." he told Storm, who was a few steps below him.

They'd managed to make the jet hover over the road, and had placed it in stealth mode to keep it hidden from seeking eyes.

"Well, ring the bell." she replied.

Logan pressed the doorbell that had a slip of white paper with Rogue's name printed on it. He guessed she still wasn't comfortable giving out her name. That brought a smile to his face for some reason.

Pressing the bell, his acute sense of hearing heard a small buzzing further up the building. Then silence followed. No one answered, so Logan tried again, and again, and again. Still no reply, so he rang for the apartment Manager.

"Hello?" a male voice asked.

"Hey, I'm looking for Rogue, but she doesn't seem to be answering. Do you know if she went out?" Logan answered.

"Hang on, I'll buzz you in." Then, true to his word, the door buzzed and unlocked with a small click.

Logan and Storm entered the building, and glanced about the place. The decorating certainly wasn't like the schools, but it wasn't too bad. At least it looked clean.

A portly, short man made his way through the hall to stand in front of the two strangers. He was wearing a smart shirt, slacks but no tie. Looking Storm and Logan up and down, he said, "I haven't seen Rogue at all. Her stuff seems to be in her apartment, but I've seen neither hide nor hair of the girl. Seems like she's dumped her stuff and gone."

"Gone? How long has she been missing?" Logan growled.

The man glared at Logan but answered never the less, "Bout two days now."

"Did you see a man with her at all?" Storm asked anxiously.

"Nope, like I said, ain't seen anybody in that flat at all. Well, apart from this woman who said she was the girl's mom. But she left with her cronies after a while, she said 'I guess she's not turning up tonight. Never mind, I'll try again tomorrow.'"

"This woman, what did she look like?" Logan questioned, venom almost dripping through his words.

"Hmm... Bout mid 40's, slim built, bright orange hair though. I thought that was pretty unusual." the manager replied.

"Thanks." Storm smiled at the man as Logan stomped out of the building. She followed him with more grace and walked down to him as he paced the pavement in front of the steps.

"You think it was Mystique?"

"I KNOW it was Mystique. But what the hell does she want with Rogue?"

"Who knows, but maybe we can find something to lead us to her in Rogue's room. Kurt might still be there." she said with hope in her voice.

"Alright." and with that, Logan raced back up the stairs, used one of his claws to break in, and headed up the stairs to Rogue's door. Storm once more followed, and stood next to Logan outside the door. After a Brief moment, Logan used his claw again, and slipped into the flat.

Once they were both inside, they noticed the window had been opened, that led onto a balcony and down a fire escape. Logan pushed his head out the window and caught a waft of Marie and Kurt's scent. It seemed as though they had been injured, because he could still smell a little bit of blood laced into their scents.

Storm gasped, "Logan! Look at this!" as she was knelt and looking at something on the floor.

Logan strode over to her and peered at what it was Storm was looking at. Blood, little spots of it dotted on the carpet.

Storm looked up to Logan with fear in her eyes, "Do you think they are alright?"

"Yeah, I'm sure they're fine. Someone probably got over zealous when they were knocking the both of 'em out." Logan responded, looking once more round the room, he noticed a small piece of fabric trapped on a spring that was protruding from a chair. Picking it off the spring, he stared at the material before looking back to Storm.

"It's from Sabretooth," he explained, with a puzzled look on his face.

"I thought he died at the Statue of Liberty incident?"

"So did I but apparently not. Still, at least we have a lead on where they are."

The two X-men then left the room and headed back into their jet, before flying back to the lower levels of the school to begin a search plan.

A/N: Woo it's finished! well this chapter anyways. This has been hard to type, because my Year 11 Prom was on thurs this week, so I had some really fab flase nails put on which look like real nails and last for a few weeks, so it has been hard to type with them, (which explains any errors!) but i feel as thought i've started to adjust to them! So hopefully I shall be typing and therefore updating a lot more now, especially as I've finished school! Yey! But anyways, thankyou for all the reviews i got, personal thanks below:

Gwenfrewi72: Thankyou! Hope this was updated quick enough for you!

Gynx8: hehe, I felt it was time for her to move as well, if only for Logan to realise that he would miss her! And i apologise about the house warming committee but it had to be done! And angst is always essential in W/R fics! I hope I've made Rogue less damsel in distress for you, I was feeling like she should be able to fight or herself now, she is a grown woman afterall! Although that doesn't necessarily mean Logan won't have to rescue her... who knows what will happen! (Well I do but I won't ruin it evil grin)

Youko-Rose (aka Viper): Thankyou and I have updated now, so it's your turn! You're a fab writer too so a await your next chapter!

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I've decided to let you guys in abit on what happens next chapter, basically, you shall all meet a new member of the brotherhood, unfortunately, she won't last long! Okay I'm off now! So hope u liked reading it! Please Review! Thanks, Bye!