Author's notes: oritey people.. next chapter! It's mainly around rogue and remy, so enjoy! Next chapter in a week! Oh! And don't forge to review! I love reading about how you guys like/dislike things in the chapters!

Ch10: This anxiety..

Rogue opened her eyes and found that she was in the infirmary. The room had silver metallic walls and there was one lamp on in the corner. She felt like she'd woken from a sleep, but her memories quickly returned and she remembered healing Remy.

"Remy!" Rogue called out as she quickly sat up. It was then she realised Remy was sitting on her left bedside, cleaned up and reading a magazine.

"Remy here, Chere!" Remy reassured her. He put his hand on hers, but after a split second, he felt her skin was absorbing him so he quickly removed his hand. "Whoah!"

Rogue sat up and turned so she was facing Remy. "Sorry. Ah dunno why that happened," She explained as she examined her hand.

"Maybe your body started absorbing Remy because yo' still out of energy?" Remy suggested.

"Maybe," She shrugged. She then concentrated on not absorbing. "Okay ah think ah've turned it off now," Rogue explained. She held out her hand towards Remy and he took it. Nothing happened.

"Your control is getting better, petite." Remy smiled. He started rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb. "Thanks for saving Remy." Remy couldn't believe he and Rogue were back on talking terms. Things felt almost back to normal for him. But deep down he knew the two of them had things to work out before they ever get properly back together. And Remy wanted to get back together with Rogue.

Rogue looked into Remy's demon eyes. She'd almost lost her friend. Her first boyfriend. Her love. The memories of what happened in the danger room flooded her mind and she started to cry. "Ah almost lost yah, swamp rat!" Rogue cried. She tried to pull her hand free from Remy so she could wipe her eyes, but instead, Remy got up off his chair and sat himself on the bed next to Rogue. He put his arms around her and let her cry into his shoulder.

"Don't cry, Chere. Remy still here. You saved him," Remy said softly.

Rogue didn't think of herself as a hero and she wasn't really comfortable with receiving such praise. She decided to change the subject. Rogue looked up at Remy. "How long have ah been out?"

"About two hours. The professor said that you probably gave away too much of your own energy when you tried t' heal me. But you did a real number on Wolverine though. He'll be out for a while longer."

Rogue remembered how she almost wanted to kill Logan. She was ready to and if it wasn't for Kurt yelling at her, she probably would have killed him. She felt horrible for wanting to kill someone. She didn't like remembering that feeling she had when all she had to do was hold on a little longer for Logan's heart to stop. Rogue sat silently in Remy's arms. She was in her own little world. 'Oh God, I'm a bad person!' She thought to herself.

"Hey," Remy said. Rogue didn't look at him. He held her face and turned her face so that she was looking at him. "What's wrong?"

Rogue didn't know if it was wise to tell Remy. But her mind felt so numb, her lips didn't seem to agree with her brain. "Remy, ah almost killed Logan," Rogue explained. Her voice was soft, as if she were afraid of anyone finding out.

"I know. After I took you to the infirmary, Hank said that if you'd held on any longer, you could have killed Logan," Remy explained.

"No, that's not what ah mean!" Rogue groaned, getting off the bed. She then realised she was wearing different clothes to what she had on that morning. She then realised that anyone changing her would have seen her arm and the cuts on it.

Remy saw that Rogue was looking at the clothes she had on. She now wore a long sleeved green top and different track pants. He saw her look at her left arm and he knew what she was afraid of. "The cuts healed themselves when you absorbed him. When Jean and Kitty changed your clothes, they didn't see any cuts." He explained.

Rogue was shocked that Remy realised she didn't want anyone to see the cuts, which meant he knew they were self-inflicted. She lifted her sleeve and saw the cuts had healed themselves. It was as if she never cut herself to begin with. She was glad that Remy checked it out before letting Jean and Kitty change her. "Thanks."

"You were saying?"

"Oh yeah. When ah said ah almost killed Logan, ah meant that when ah was absorbing his energy, ah had no intention of letting go," Rogue explained. She had no idea how Remy was going to react to what she'd said. She didn't know if he'd be glad that Logan could have died, or disappointed that Rogue was capable of it. Something about her feared what Remy had to think about her actions. For some reason, her mind kept flashing back to the moment when Logan had her pinned against the wall in her room.

Remy stood from the bed and Rogue took a step back. Remy noticed Rogue move back and it saddened him. 'What did she expect me to do to her?' He asked himself. A move like that meant something had happened to her to fear him, or guys in general. 'What did Logan do to her to make her so afraid?' He thought to himself. Then Remy figured he better get back on topic. "But you did let go.."

"Only because Kurt yelled at me. If Kurt wasn't there ah don't think ah would have let go. Ah could feel it, Remy. Ah could feel his heart slowing down. Ah wanted him tah die," tears began to well up in Rogue's eyes. She could see Remy's reaction to what she was saying. He took another step closer to her in an attempt to comfort her, but when he saw Rogue take another step back, he stopped in his tracks. "Ah wanted him tah die!" Rogue sobbed. "Ah want him out of my life," Rogue said a little louder. "Ah want him dead," Her voice was getting louder and more desperate. Then she finally yelled, "Ah want him gone so my life can go back tah normal!"

"Chere," Remy said compassionately. He had no idea what was running through her mind, but he imagined it wasn't pretty. It hurt him that he couldn't do anything to help her.

Rogue took another step back and her back hit the wall. She slid down the wall and crouched on the ground. "Ah just want it all to go back to normal!" She screamed. "Ah wish you never left. And ah wish he never took me out for my birthday. And ah wish ah never let myself fuck my life up. Ah wish ah killed him," Rogue bowed her head and brought her hands up to cover the sides of her head.

Remy was really worried with the vision before him. Rogue was a mess and he had no idea how to makes things better for her.

"Ah want to die.." Rogue mumbled to herself. She didn't care if Remy was in the room anymore. He already knew she was cutting herself so why not let him know how messed up she was.

Remy took a step closer towards Rogue. She seemed to stop responding to how close he was and so he took another step, and another, until he sat himself down against the wall, next to Rogue.

He put his hand on her shoulder. After the way she'd reacted to him only moments earlier, he didn't expect Rogue to turn and hug him. They sat quietly on the floor and hugged one another. The only sounds came from Rogue's sobbing.

"Shh.. Everything will be okay. Remy will make it okay.."

Just then, the door slid open. It was Hank and the Professor. They were a little shocked to see Rogue and Remy on the floor, but they came in quietly anyway.
"Rogue?" The professor asked. Rogue detached herself from Remy and stood. Remy followed suit. "Are you alright," he asked, seeing she had been crying.

Rogue nodded. Remy figured Rogue wouldn't be in the mood to talk, so he replied for her, "Just a little stressed out after what's just happened."

The professor nodded. "It was a very noble thing you did, Rogue," the professor commended.

Rogue nodded but she didn't feel like she deserved any praise. She almost killed Logan and that wasn't worth any praise. She tried to change the topic. "Mr McCoy, ah thought you were sick?"

Hank looked like hell. His eyes were puffy and his nose was running. "I am. But the sudden emergency required that I get out of bed," he explained. "Now I'd like to check your heartbeat if you don't mind."

Rogue hopped back on the bed and let Hank check her heartbeat. "So what did ah miss?" She asked.

"Well you gave Kurt, Jean and Scott quite a scare when they found out you'd passed out. Let's just say all the blood that covered Remy and yourself made them think that your situation was a lot worse than it actually was. Logan's still unconscious in the other room. Kurt told me how you held on to Logan a little longer than you usually do," the professor explained, raising an eyebrow. Rogue didn't know what the professor thought about that or if he knew she wanted to kill him. "But Kurt did say that if it was him that were in your place, he'd probably do the same. No doubt your first thought was on saving Remy and all of you were shocked with Logan's behaviour," The professor explained.

Rogue wondered if the professor knew her holding onto Logan just that little bit longer had to do with her relationship with Logan.

"Well, it seems that you've returned to your normal self," Hank explained as he placed his stethoscope on the bench behind him.

"I'd like to check on Logan one more time, then return to bed," Hank explained. The professor nodded and then Hank left the room.

The professor returned his gaze to Rogue and Remy. "You two were very lucky today," He said to them. Remy and Rogue both nodded and then the professor left.

After the door closed behind the professor, Remy put a hand on Rogue's shoulder. "We were very lucky."

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Rogue and Remy left the ward soon after the professor and they made their way to the rec room. Jean, Scott, Kurt and Kitty were sitting on the couches talking quietly amongst themselves. It was Kurt that spotted them coming in first.

"Rogue!" Kurt exclaimed. He ported himself across the room so that he was standing right in front of Rogue and then hugged her. Right behind him were the others. They all joined in the hug and pretty soon, it turned into on giant group hug. Remy watched on but didn't expect Kitty to pull him into it too. Rogue was a little taken back with all the sudden physical contact from Kurt and the others. She still hadn't really gotten used to it after she got control over her powers.

After a moment, they all let Rogue go and stood around her and Remy. "Like, Kurt told us all about how you saved Remy!" Kitty squealed.

"Yeah! I've never seen anyzing like it!" Kurt smiled. "You and Remy really had us scared! Zere was so much blood!"

Rogue shrugged. "Seriously guys, it was nothing," Rogue replied humbly. She really didn't think she needed to be praised so much.

"Nothing!" Jean replied. "You should get a medal for what you did!"

Remy put an arm around Rogue. He could see she wasn't used to so much attention. "Now now guys. You can get your autographs later," he joked.

"Come on Rogue. In celebration of you like, saving Remy's life and all, let's all go out for ice-cream!" Kitty suggested. Everyone agreed and they all headed out the door.

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After returning from their escapade at the ice-cream shop then down to the local pool hall, the senior X-men made their way into the rec room.

"Like, Kurt! You are so dead!" Kitty squealed, chasing Kurt around the pool table.

"Those two need to get a room," Scott joked. "When are they going to realise they both like each other?" He sighed, flopping onto the couch. Jean rolled her eyes and sat down next to her boyfriend.

Rogue stood in the doorway. Remy continued walking into the room but after a second, he realised that Rogue wasn't right behind him anymore. He stopped walking towards the couches and turned to face Rogue. "Are ya comin', Chere?"

Rogue really wanted to spend more time with Remy. When they were out for ice-cream, things were like old times. The group was whole again and neither of them acted weird around each other. But Rogue knew that things couldn't go back to normal between herself and Remy. They had too much to sort out first and just ignoring what had happened to them in the past months wouldn't be healthy. She also had to figure out what to say to Logan when he woke up. Rogue didn't want to bring her hopes up that Remy and her would get back together. After all, Remy never mentioned it and Rogue figured maybe he wanted to remain close friends.

"Nah," Rogue replied. "Ah think ah'm gonna hit the sack," She explained.

"But it's only eight-thirty, Chere," Remy replied. "Don't tell Remy you're gonna sleep now?"

Rogue shrugged. She really needed to think about things and she couldn't do that with them all around her. "Ah'm probably gonna read," She lied.

Remy nodded. He took Rogue's hand and lifted it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand. "Okay, Chere. Goodnight," Remy smiled.

"Night!" Scott called out.

"Good night, Rogue!" Jean also called out.

Kurt and Kitty were too busy chasing each other to notice Rogue leave the room.

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Rogue entered her bedroom and locked the door. She walked over to the bed and lay down on it. She was lucky today. She was lucky that the others didn't hear a word that Remy said to Logan and she was lucky that she was able to save Remy. Even though she couldn't hear what Remy had told Logan, she now knew what really happened. When she absorbed Logan, she also absorbed a lot of his memories over previous few hours. She knew everything Remy told Logan and her heart fluttered. She was happy to hear that Remy still loved her and that there might be hope for the two of them. She also felt how possessive Logan got over her and it scared her.

'I should have killed him. I want my life back. What would have happened if I killed him? I'm a bad person!' Rogue thought to herself.

She rolled off the bed and walked over to the bathroom. She was disgusted with herself for even thinking about killing Logan. He was her mentor and one of her first friends. But then she'd remember how horrible she felt the morning she woke up naked in Logan's truck. She was angry with him for not stopping her before they slept together. She hated herself for allowing herself to sleep with him in the first place. But she wondered if killing Logan would really have solved all her problems. Killing him wouldn't have gotten rid of her memories of sleeping with him. Killing him wouldn't have stopped Remy from sleeping with the blonde bimbo. And killing Logan probably would have alienated her from her own friends.

She turned on the light in the bathroom. She leaned her hands on the edges of the basin and looked in the mirror. She couldn't believe that she was about to kill Logan. She could feel his heartbeat slowing down and it scared her how much the feeling of having power over someone else's life thrilled her. For the few moments she contemplated killing Logan, she enjoyed it. She enjoyed the power it brought her and the feeling of being free from him forever.

'I'm so fucked up.'

Rogue bowed her head and saw it. The bloodied razor was sitting in the basin. She never got around to cleaning it the both times she used it.

'Ah'm a bad person. Ah'm a bad person. Ah'm a bad person.'

Rogue picked it up and wiped it with the towel that sat on top of her laundry chute. She then sat herself down on lid of the laundry chute and placed her left forearm over the basin.

'Ah'm a bad person. Ah'm the one who has to die. It's all mah fault. Ah'm the bad guy.'

Rogue pressed the blade to her skin and winced in pain when she felt the skin break. She pulled the blade and cut a line into her arm, careful not to make it too deep. She didn't want anyone else to find out because she had bloody laundry again.

The blood ran out of her arm like small streams. She closed her eyes and rolled her head back. But this time she didn't feel like the cut was enough to make all her feelings of hollowness and guilt go away. Rogue looked at her right hand. She was still holding the blade. She then watched her hand move the blade so that it was positioned over her left forearm, ready to make a second incision. Her mind felt so numb that she felt like it wasn't even her that made the blade cut across her skin a second time. She groaned in pain and dropped the blade. The second cut hurt more than the first.

'Ah'm a bad person. Why would Remy ever want tah get back together with me. Ah'm fucked up. Ah'm a bad person. Ah almost became a killer. Why would he want tah get back together with me when there are better girls out there?'

Rogue placed her right arm on the edge of the basin. She then lay her head down on top of her right arm and watched the blood flow from her left. She could feel her eyes growing tired. Her troubles were leaving her, at least for the moment, as she watched the blood pour down the sink.

'Remy could never love me.'

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"Rogue? You in there?"

Rogue opened her eyes and found that she'd fallen asleep over the basin. Her arm had dried blood all over it and the sink was filled with the crimson liquid.

There was a knock at the door. "Rogue?"

Rogue stood up and picked up the towel she was sitting on. She wrapped it around her bloodied arm and then made her way to her bedroom door.

"Rogue? Are you awake?" It was Remy. "It's three in the afternoon!"

'Holy shit!' Rogue thought to herself. 'I slept that long?' She thought to herself. She figured she slept extra hours so her body could have time to make up for the loss of blood.

"What do yah want, Remy!" Rogue called out through the door. The last thing she wanted was for him to see she'd resumed cutting herself. And she didn't really know what his intentions really were at the moment. He seemed genuinely concerned for her, but she wasn't sure if it was because he wanted to be her friend again or if he still loved her or if he only saw her as a damsel in distress.

"Remy want t' talk to you, Chere!" Remy called out through the door. Rogue watched the doorknob jiggle. Remy had tried to open the door, only to find it locked. "Can I come in?"

Rogue panicked. How was she going to have time to clean up the blood? "No," was all she could think of. She then looked into her bathroom and saw her shower. "Ah'm just about to jump in the shower!" She lied. Rogue heard a thud. Something had hit her door.

Remy thud his head against the door and leaned his body on it. "You're naked, Chere?"

"Maybe.." Rogue lied.

"Are you sure Remy can't come in?" Remy couldn't help himself. He wanted things to go back to normal between himself and Rogue and he couldn't help making a flirty comment at her, just like old times.

Rogue rolled her eyes. She missed how he would flirt with her and how she would tease him back. They'd been at it for years. "Ah'm sure, ya pervert!" Rogue teased.

Remy tried the door once more, just in case, but still found it locked. "Okay, fine. But Remy a little disappointed that he couldn't see your fine body," He called out. "Meet me in the garage afterwards, okay?"

Rogue's stomach fluttered. Oh God, how much she missed this. She loved the attention Remy gave her. And now it looked like things might turn around for her. She figured that she and Remy needed to talk things out anyway, so why not meet him after. "Okay."

Remy smiled to himself. "Don't take too long!"

Rogue snorted. "Ah think ah'll make yah wait just for the hell of it!" Rogue laughed to herself before heading back to her bathroom. She figured she might as well have a shower and clean up the blood on her arm.

As soon as Rogue's arm was hit with the warm water, she groaned in pain. The cuts hurt like hell. "Mother fucker!" She growled to herself.

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Rogue made her way down to the garage. Her arm was throbbing but she was glad that it wasn't bleeding anymore. The throbbing made her feel alive and that she wasn't just an empty shell that couldn't feel. But then again, she wasn't sure if that feeling was caused by Remy wanting to meet with her and not because of her arm.

'I wonder what he wants to talk about?' Rogue thought to herself. She had made it down the hallway and about to walk down the staircase towards the front door, when she saw Kurt walking towards her.

"Hey Rogue."

Rogue stopped walking and let Kurt reach her. "Hey Kurt. What's going on?"

"Nozing," He replied. Kurt looked like he was trying to say something that had been on his mind for a while. "I.. I just vanted to see if you ver okay.."

Rogue shrugged. She had no idea why he was asking her that but she figured maybe it had to do with her fainting the day before. "Ah'm fine. Why?"

Kurt began to fidget with his fingers, which he only did when he was nervous. "Vell, yesterday you kinda scared me a little," he explained.

"What do yah mean? Ah was scared too. We almost lost Remy," Rogue explained. She had no idea what Kurt was on about.

"Vhen you vere holding onto Logan," Kurt began. He looked almost too chicken to continue. "Your eyes looked scary.. Like you wanted Logan to die."

Rogue was stunned. She couldn't believe that Kurt had seen it, even if it was for a few seconds. At that moment, she was glad that she didn't kill Logan. She was afraid of what Kurt thought of her from just the look in her eyes. She didn't want to know what he'd think of her if she did kill him. "Ah didn't want him tah die," Rogue lied. "Ah dunno what was going on. All ah remember is ah wanted to save Remy. Remy was hurt real bad and ah wanted tah use all the healing abilities from Logan that ah could," she explained. "Ah didn't mean tah hold on that long.."

Kurt nodded. "I know you vanted to save Remy. I probably vould've done the same. But I saw how pissed off you vere and I gotta say, it scared me a little," he explained.

Rogue felt bad. She didn't want to lose Kurt's trust. She didn't want him to be there and witness her killing.. no.. her nearly killing Logan. She had to try convince him she wasn't really going to kill Logan. "Ah didn't mean tah scare yah, Kurt. Ah'm sorry if ah did. Hank said Logan should recover pretty soon anyway. As soon as he gets enough energy back, his healing abilities should kick in," Rogue explained. Even though what she said was intended to reassure Kurt, she scared herself with the realisation that Logan would wake up soon.

"Yah, I guess you're right," Kurt replied. "Vell I vas going to check up on him now. Vanna come?" Kurt asked.

Rogue stiffened at the mention of seeing Logan. "Ah… No thanks."

Kurt guessed that she reacted that way because she felt bad about absorbing so much from Logan. "I know you probably don't vant to see him because you feel bad about vhat you did to him, but at least come see how he is to show you didn't mean it," Kurt insisted. He linked his arm around Rogue's and began leading her down the hallway that led to the infirmary.

"But ah gotta meet.." Rogue began to protest but it was too late. Next thing she knew, Kurt had ported them inside the ward Logan was in. 'Oh Boy..'

The professor was there too, reading a large thick novel. He looked up when he saw Kurt and Rogue had ported into Logan's ward. "Hi, Professor," Kurt greeted. Rogue stood silently. She really didn't want to be there and she began to feel extremely anxious.

'What am ah going tah do if Logan wakes up!' She thought to herself. 'Logan's gonna kill me!' She was never afraid of Logan. But after the stunt he pulled in her room, she had no idea what to expect from him anymore. She was definitely afraid of Logan now.

The professor felt a chill run down his spine and he quickly looked up at Rogue. Rogue realised that the professor must have sensed something from her and her eyes widened in panic. "Rogue," The professor asked, closing his book and placing it in his lap. "Is everything okay?"

Rogue didn't know what to say. She couldn't exactly tell the professor she feared for her life because she thinks Logan's turned into a loonie! Thankfully, Kurt, the big motor mouth came to her rescue and but in. "She just feels bad because she almost killed Logan."

The professor didn't seem to buy Kurt's explanation, but Rogue saw him nod anyway. Rogue couldn't handle it anymore. Her heart began to race and she felt like the room was spinning. She guessed she was having an anxiety attack. She really didn't want to be in the same room as Logan when he woke up. She had never felt that sort of fear for her life since she and Scott were stranded during the snow trip and Mystique had morphed into a wolf, ready to kill them!

"Ah gotta go!" Rogue exclaimed and ran out the door.

The professor sensed Rogue's fear and her anxiety. He didn't truly understand why she felt that way, but he did know she only felt afraid when she looked at Logan.

"Kurt," The professor said to get Kurt's attention. "If you don't mind, I'd rather no one visited Logan until he wakes up," The professor explained. Kurt nodded, not sure of why the professor said it. He knew better than to question the professor and so he ported out of the infirmary, leaving the professor alone with Logan.

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Rogue ran straight to her bedroom. In all her anxiety, she'd forgotten that she was meant to meet Remy. When she reached her bedroom, she found the door wide open. Her mind ran back to the night she found Logan angry in her room and she stopped in her tracks. She just saw Logan unconscious in the infirmary. She knew it couldn't be him in her room, but she couldn't stop her fear and anxiety. She didn't want to face Logan. She was afraid he'd act like he did when he cornered her like an animal and pinned her to the wall.

Rogue's heart beat so fast that her chest hurt. She felt it hard to breathe. She grabbed her chest and dropped to her knees. The thud she made when she dropped to her knees caught the attention of whoever was in her room.

"Rogue? That you?" Remy asked as he walked out of her room. He didn't expect to find Rogue hunched on the floor, barely breathing. "Oh my God, Rogue!" Remy ran to her side and crouched so that he was right in front of her. "What's wrong!"

Rogue looked up at Remy. "Nothing," she managed to say in between her frantic breaths. "Leave.. me alone.."

Remy frowned at her. Before she could protest, he scooped her up and carried her into her room. He closed the door behind him then lay Rogue down on her bed. Her breathing was still erratic and her heart was still racing.

"Breathe, Rogue. Breathe," Remy instructed. He hugged Rogue and rubbed her back. "Breathe in.. Breathe out.. Breathe in.. Breathe out.."

Rogue tried her hardest to follow Remy's instructions and after a few minutes, her panic attack had subsided. "Shh.." Remy soothed. Hen he realised that her breathing had gone back to normal he leaned back to look at Rogue. "What happened?"

Rogue didn't know what to tell him. She didn't want to tell him that she was shit scared of Logan, because she felt Logan was her problem and she didn't want Remy to battle it out for her honour.. again. She almost lost him the last time. "It was nothin'," she replied. Rogue got up off the bed and made her way to her bathroom and closed the door.

Remy was unsure over what to make of her panic attack. Whatever scared her was serious because he'd never seen her like that.. ever. He sat on Rogue's bed for a moment and watched her enter her bathroom and close the door behind her. Then he remembered that Rogue was cutting herself now and he didn't want to leave her alone in her bathroom. He quickly jumped off the bed and ran to her bathroom door. His heart was pounding. He didn't want anything bad to happen to her, especially when he was around to stop it. Remy tried the handle and was glad to find it unlocked. He quickly swung the door open, praying that he wouldn't see Rogue trying to hurt herself. Instead, he saw Rogue leaning with her hands on either side of the basin, with her head bowed down and her hair in her face.

Rogue heard the door open and turned her head. She blew her hair out of her face and looked at the Cajun standing in the doorway. She didn't say a word, unsure of why he'd just burst into her bathroom.

Remy stood dumbfounded. He half expected Rogue to be lying on the floor, bleeding to death. His heart slowed down to its normal rate. "I.. Er.." He mumbled.

"You what?" Rogue asked, totally uninterested in what he had to say. She just wanted to be alone to think about her problems. She didn't want Remy's help and she wanted him to go away.

Remy took a deep breath. He knew he had to say it, but he didn't know how Rogue would react. "Remy thought you might be in trouble.." He replied.

Rogue stood up straight and crossed her arms. "I'm in my bathroom..?" She replied as if he were thick as a brick. She wondered if Remy had hit his head during the day or something. But she just wanted to think about how to deal with Logan, so she wasn't really interested in talking to Remy right now.

Remy didn't know how to tell Rogue he was afraid she was cutting herself. Then he saw it. Behind her on the side of the basin was the bloodied razor and the blood looked fresh. He needed to take it before she would do any more harm. But he didn't know how to without her arguing with him. After a moment, he gave up the idea of trying to quietly swipe it without Rogue noticing. "Rogue, this is for your own good!" Remy explained as he quickly walked up to her. He quickly walked around her and took the razor.

Rogue didn't know what he was doing at first, but then when he walked around her, she realised what he was going for. "Hey! Give that back, ya stinkin' swamp rat!" She yelled. She tried to take the razor from Remy, but before Rogue could grab it, Remy dropped the razor in the toilet and flushed.

Rogue was mad. Remy had thrown away her only escape from reality. She needed the razor to make her troubles go away, even if it was only for short periods at a time. "How dare you!" she yelled. She tried to take a swing at Remy, but he only dodged her swing and grabbed her arm. In one swift move, he twirled her around and grabbed her other arm. Her arms were pinned across her chest by Remy's right arm as he hugged her from behind. His left arm then swung around and wrapped itself around Rogue's throat in a headlock.

"Let me GO!" Rogue screamed. She could feel her heart pounding again and it was getting harder to breath again. But it wasn't because of Remy's forearm around her throat. She was afraid. 'Remy's exactly like Logan. They'll both hurt me if they get the chance!' Rogue convinced herself. She had to think fast but her lack of breathing was the only thing on her mind.

"Rogue," Remy grunted as Rogue tried to wrench herself free from his hold. "Stop it. I know you've been cutting yo'self and it's not healthy. Remy cares about you and you have to stop this whether you like it or not!" Remy explained. He shuffled forward, forcing Rogue to step forward also. They moved closer to Rogue's bed and when they were a foot away from it, they stopped. "I love you, Rogue, and I only want to help," Remy explained. "Now if I let go, will you at least hear Remy out?"

Rogue thought about kicking Remy in the balls for a moment, but she nodded anyway. It was the only way he was going to let her go. Remy let her go as he promised, and Rogue spun around to face Remy. "My life ain't none of your business, Cajun!" Rogue growled. She poked Remy in the chest with her left hand to prove a point, but Remy caught her hand.

"The fact that I care should be enough to make it my business!" Remy growled back. Still holding her hand with one hand, he used his free hand to roll down her sleeve. Rogue growled in pain as the sleeve scraped her newly formed scabs. Remy had a hunch she'd probably cut herself again and he was saddened at the fact that he was right.

"Look what you're doing to yourself, Chere!" Remy pleaded with her. Rogue looked into his burning red eyes and wouldn't look at her own arm. Remy lifted her arm higher so that her arm was right in front of her face. "Look!"

Rogue glared at Remy. "Ah ain't some kitten you can bully around, swamp rat!" She growled. "What ah do is mah business!"

Rogue had an idea. She figured it was the only way to get Remy off her, so she concentrated on absorbing Remy. Remy felt the sudden shock that came when Rogue was about to absorb him and he quickly let go of her arm. "Remy only tryin' to help you," he explained, hurt that Rogue was getting angry at him.

Rogue brought her defences up. She didn't like that Remy knew so much about her and it was partly her fault because she let him see her real side back in the infirmary. So she did the only thing that came natural when she felt uncomfortable. She lashed out. "Ah don't need yah help!" Rogue yelled. "What ah do is mah business! So stay outah it!"

Rogue tried to walk out the door but Remy blocked her path. "Why you so angry, Chere?"

Rogue loved it when he called her 'Chere', but she felt so angry and exposed that she didn't want to let him suck her in with his charm anymore. "Ah'm angry because yah act like yah care about me. Yah left me without any explanation! Yah should hate me and yell at me for what ah did with Logan! And ah should be hating yah for what yah did with that stupid bimbo blonde!" Rogue yelled out. She cursed at herself for spitting all that out without thinking about it first.

Remy was a little taken back with the sudden honesty. He tried to put his arms around Rogue, but she stepped back so that he wouldn't touch her. Remy, rejected, put his hands back at his sides. "Remy owes you an explanation for why he left. Would you at least sit down and hear it?"

Rogue was still furious with Remy, but she agreed to sit next to him on the bed and hear him out.

I can't feel
The way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I wont be ignored
Time wont heal
This damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I wont be ignored.
No
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me
like it or not
Right now

(Linkin Park – Faint)

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Back at the infirmary, Logan's eyes began to open. He looked around the room, trying to register where he was. Just when he was starting to remember what had happened, his eyes were met with a very angry Professor Xavier.