Author's notes: This is THE very last chapter of my story- no epilogues, no sequels. Finito la musica! Adios Amigo! I've been busting to write this chapter for so long now, and I can't believe it's about to come to an end! I've really enjoyed writing this story and I hope you have all enjoyed reading it!

-There's one part with Rogue dreaming. The two 'personalities' aren't personalities she'd absorbed.. but more like the good and evil consciences we all have. Like the little devil and angel on the shoulders thing.

Please, don't forget to review and let me know what you think of the ending! I've tried to keep the ending as original as I could and tried to stray from the usual 'they all lived happily ever after' fluff. But I do believe in ending a story with a smile on your face. Enjoy the story and on with the show!

Chapter 16: Sorry's, Goodbyes and Happy Endings.

"You've got t' be fuck'n kiddin' me!" Remy yelled.

"Remy!" Jean scolded, "Language!"

"Forge says the X-jet needs more parts and until we can get them in, the X-jet can't fly," Xavier explained.

Remy threw his hands up in the air in frustration. "This is ridiculous! I hope ya gave Bobby a punishment hard enough to never make him wanna touch that stinkin' Jet AGAIN!"

"Rest assured, Bobby will receive a proper punishment, along with the other students that attempted to stow aboard with him," Xavier reassured. "With the jet out of commission, we'll have to drive to-"

"Drivin' ain't fast enough!" Remy complained. "Rogue could be hurt, or even worse, dying out there! It'll take us days to get there!"

"Ve'll drive non stop," Kurt butt in. "Ve'll take ze minivan. Drive in shifts. If ve don't, it could take us nearly four days to get zere."

"It sounds acceptable, but I don't want to risk any of you falling asleep at the wheel," Xavier replied.

"Remy not sleeping until he find Rogue," Remy said. "With or without yo' help!"

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Rogue sat at the small round kitchen table. It was only Rogue and Irene living there for many years, and they never really had visitors, so there was no reason for a larger dining table. She tried to clean up her cuts in the shower, but the water on her open cuts only brought more excruciating pain, so she gave up on the idea of a shower.

Rogue stopped stirring her black coffee and put the end of the spoon in her mouth. Having cleaned the coffee off the spoon, she lifted the spoon up in front of her face and looked at her reflection. The spoon had flipped her reflection upside down, but she could still see the ugly scrape across her forehead. It was now turning a deep purple colour around the newly formed scabs.

'Fuck, yah look like yah've been through hell,' Rogue thought to herself.

Irene sat at the table next to Rogue. "Are you feeling any better?"

Rogue nodded, even though she knew Irene was blind to it. "Ah little. Ah'm still sore all over though," she replied, rubbing her bruised thigh in an attempt to soothe the pain.

"Your wounds will heal over time," Irene explained.

"But ah don't think ah'll be in this house long enough to see them heal," Rogue sighed. "Everyone must've heard about the accident. They'll all be coming tah get me."

Irene's hand slid across the table, trying to find Rogue's. Rogue placed her hand atop Irene's. "You don't have to leave here if you don't want to, Rogue," Irene explained. Rogue stayed silent, not truly believing Irene's words. "If the Xmen come, they can't take you forcefully. I won't let them."

Rogue nodded, not feeling like talking. But she had to ask, "If ah stay here.. and not go back with the xmen, are yah gonna tell mystique ah'm here?"

Irene shook her head. "No."

Rogue was surprised by her answer. "But.. You work for her.."

Irene nodded. "Yes, and no. When she adopted you, she asked me to look after you. At the time I was working for her in a way. But looking after you for so many years, I feel like you're part of my family now," Irene smiled at Rogue. "And after you left, I realised that I like the idea of being part of a family, rather than an alliance. I wouldn't want to give you up to Mystique or the Xmen."

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Rogue sat in her bedroom. The blinds were closed, but a small stream of light made its way into the room. The light available was enough to let Rogue see what she was doing. She sat on the floor next to her bed. She leaned back against the wall and her legs outstretched. Using her index finger, she poked and prodded her bruises and grazes on her right forearm. Rogue felt more at peace now that she was back at home. But at the same time, she knew it wouldn't last forever. She knew that either the Brotherhood or the Xmen would realise where she was.

"Ah'm such a screw up," Rogue whispered to herself. "How am ah gonna get outah this one?" Rogue began to pick at the newly formed scabs on her forearm. Her arm began to bleed again and the pain was immensely uncomfortable, but she welcomed it all the same. She left her blade in her backpack, which was left with her crashed motorcycle. So instead, she played with her fresh wounds.

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Remy sat in the front passenger seat of the minivan. Kurt was driving and Jean, Scott and Hank were in the back. They'd been driving non-stop for 24 hours now, only stopping for meals and toilet breaks. The drive up was pretty silent, save for the radio.

"Remy, could you turn the music down a little?" Jean asked. "Hank's asleep back here," She explained. Hank had volunteered to be the overnight driver and now he was catching up on sleep in the back seat.

Remy did as instructed and turned the radio lower before returning his head to the window. "How much longer, Blue boy?" Remy asked Kurt. His voice was monotone, and showed his impatience.

Kurt raised an eyebrow at the 'blue boy' comment. "Not far. Maybe 6 hours? I don't vant to speed down zese roads. Ze professor already yelled at Scott for his speeding fine last week. He'd go bananas if I speed too!"

"Kurt!" Jean hushed. "Hank's sleeping! So lower the decibels, alright? Remy, we'll get there as soon as we can, so just be patient."

Remy turned and looked at Kurt, with a look of realisation on his face. "Port us."

Kurt looked at him quickly before returning his eyes to the road. "Nein!"

"Why not?" Remy asked. "We'd get there a lot faster!"

Jean and Scott were both listening in no the conversation. "He's got a point there," Scott added.

Kurt pulled the car over to the side of the road and stopped. The other three protested so loudly that even Hank woke up wondering what was going on. Kurt turned and looked at his friends angrily. "I just can't port us like zat! I don't know ze roads here so we could end up in the middle of a tree, and we could end up crashing into anozer car!" Kurt yelled.

Hank, waking up from the argument, only caught the bum end of the conversation. "Is this volume level really necessary?" He groaned as he was still not fully awake.

Kurt turned off the ignition and removed the car keys. "My povers have limits! Ve all vant Rogue back, but I just cant get us zere without risk of porting into a tree or somezing!" Kurt then turned to Remy. "So just chill, dude! Ve'll get zere!"

Jean put her hand on Kurt's shoulder. "We all understand," Jean explained, eyeing Remy as she said it. "Now, let's get back on the road."

Kurt nodded and looked at Remy, who nodded back. Kurt then started the engine and they were on the road again.

After a few minutes, Scott's mobile phone began to ring. It was Xavier. "Scott, how close are you to Rogue's old home?" Xavier asked.

Scott looked at his watch. "About 6 or so hours away, I think."

"Good. Forge managed to get the parts we need for the X-jet sooner than we thought. We'll be in the air within the hour and we'll most likely arrive at the same time as you. I will contact you again in 6 hours."

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Logan paced up and down his bedroom. He saw the footage of Rogue's crashed motorcycle on the news. The reporters were having a field day because the driver was missing. 'The case of the missing driver' had been all over the news for almost 3 days now.

"Logan?"

Logan heard Ororo's voice through the door. "Yes?"

The doorknob turned and his white-haired friend entered the room. "I've just come to tell you that Xavier's found Rogue. She's gone back down south and is staying with Irene."

Logan felt relieved that they'd finally pin pointed her location. 'I would have found her weeks ago if they didn't lock me in here!' He thought to himself. "Are you going to go get her?" Logan asked.

Ororo nodded, "Kurt, Remy, Hank, Jean and Scott left almost 3 days ago. Now that the X-jet's back in commission, the rest of the xmen are heading off in a few minutes."

Logan raised an eyebrow at his friend, "The rest of us?" Thinking maybe he was also invited to go.

Ororo looked down at the floor, knowing fully what Logan thought about her comment. "I'm sorry, Logan. You are staying behind. I am also to remain here to look after the younger students."

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Remy's hopes of having Rogue come back home was soon coming true. He, along with Kurt, Jean, Scott and Hank had met up with Xavier and Kitty, who came in the X-jet, and were now standing at Rogue's doorway. It was now after dinnertime. The summer warmth had attracted the cicadas and their shrill song was all they could hear. The light just above the front door was already on and moths were fluttering around it. Jean knocked on the door and they all waited.

After about 10 seconds, the front door opened. It was Irene. "I've been expecting you all," She said, not needing to see who had come to her door.

"My name's Charles Xavier. We've-" He began but was cut off by Irene.

"Rogue wants to stay here," Irene explained. "She's made that very clear to me."

Remy glared at the blind woman. He came for Rogue and intended to take her home with him. "Remy not leaving without her, mon ami!" Remy tried to step around Irene to get in the door, but Irene wouldn't move.

She may have been blind, but she could still sense him heading towards her. "She's told me herself that she wants to stay here. Whatever happened to make her come here was too traumatic for her to want to go back."

"Please, Irene," Charles began to explain to Irene how they "intend to take Rogue home" with them.

As the two of them began to argue, Remy walked back a step to where he was originally standing and whispered to Kurt, "Port us in there." This time Kurt nodded at Remy's request of teleportation and put his hand on Remy's arm. The two boys ported into the house before anyone knew what they were doing. Kurt had ported them into the living room. They could hear Irene and Xavier were still arguing at the front door and returned to their main mission: to find Rogue.

Kurt and Remy walked through the living room and into the kitchen. No Rogue. They then tried room by room in the small house until they found a white door with a gothic rock band's poster stuck on it. It was the door to Rogue's room. Remy turned the handle slowly and pushed the door open. He was overwhelmed with relief that he was finally going to see Rogue again and to have the opportunity to apologise for what he'd said. But the only thing was that the boys weren't prepared for what they were about to see.

Remy walked into the dark bedroom with Kurt right behind him. They couldn't see anything, so Kurt found the light switch and turned the lights on. "Mein Got!" Kurt exclaimed when he saw Rogue. She was sitting on the floor next to her bed with her legs pulled up to her chest. She seemed to be in a daze with her head leaning back against the wall. Her arms were draped next to her with streams of dried blood all over her forearms. Her forehead had a massive bruise and graze across it and her left cheekbone had a newly formed scab where a small gash used to be.

"Rogue!" Remy called out as he ran to her side. Kurt followed suit and the two boys crouched down next to their friend. Rogue didn't reply at first, not fully acknowledging they were there. But after a moment, Rogue blinked a few times and looked at Kurt and Remy.

Her eyes widened and she grabbed Remy's arm. "Remy?" She asked, squeezing his arm to check if he was really there. "You're really here?" She asked, unable to comprehend that he was right there in front of her. She knew they'd come for her. Deep down, she did want to return to the x-mansion, but didn't know how to without any backlash over what had happened to make her run.

Remy nodded at Rogue's question and Rogue practically jumped into Remy's arms, almost making him fall backwards. Remy embraced his girlfriend. "Remy so sorry, Rogue. So sorry for what I said," Remy apologised. He wasn't sure how she'd react to his apology and was surprised when he heard Rogue burst out into tears. He ran his hand down the back of her head in an attempt to soothe her.

"Ah don't know what tah do," Rogue whimpered. "Ah can't go back.."

Kurt took the opportunity to check out Rogue's injuries. He could see that blood had seeped through her left side, from the cut she'd gotten just above her hip not complexly closing up. Her forehead didn't look too good and her arms showed that most likely she used them to protect herself during the crash. He then saw, amongst the blood, were almost 10 precise slices across her left forearm. Those he knew weren't from the crash because they weren't fresh and were already partially healed. "Rogue," Kurt said softly, "Ve need to go. Ve should let Hank check out your injuries."

Rogue pulled away from her hug with Remy and stared at him with wide, scared eyes. "Ah can't! They'll all stare at me! They all know about me! Ah can't go back to those stares! ..Ah've really messed things up for myself.. Haven't ah?"

"Non, chere. We all here to help fix things." Remy stood up, pulling Rogue up with him. "At least let Hank come in and check how bad your injuries are, mon ami," Remy suggested softly as he carefully ran his fingers over the huge bruised scrape across her forehead. Rogue pulled away and winced form the pain as his fingers touched her forehead. "Ah'm okay. Ah probably have a few cracked ribs and some scrapes. Ah'll be fine."

Kurt kept staring at the rows of cuts on her left arm. He knew what they were. It was obvious. "Rogue, ve need to get out of here."

Rogue realised he was staring at her arm. She was wearing a tank top so her arms weren't covered at all and even with the dried blood all over her arm, you could make out the cuts very easily. "Ah can't! You're already staring at me! Ah can't let the others know about my arms too!" Rogue yelled. Remy tried to put his arms around Rogue, but she pushed him away. "You're not listening tah me! Ah can't handle it! Ah don't want yah tah see me like this! Ah've become all fucked up. Ya'll are gonna always look at me and think how messed up ah am! Ah dont want that!" Rogue kept yelling. She sat back on her bed and began crying. She stared down at Remy and Kurt's feet as her vision became blurred with her tears. "Ah just want things to go back to normal. Ah want tah be with Remy and forget all about Logan. Ah want tah stop hating my life. Ah want everyone tah just leave me alone.." Rogue started rambling on as if the boys weren't even there.

Remy crouched down in front of Rogue. "Non, chere. We not leaving you alone. Remy loves you and not going t' let you keep doin' this to yo'self!" And then before Rogue could reply, Remy scooped Rogue up in his arms. She began to yell and push him away, but Remy only held her tighter.

"Let me go, swamprat! Ah can't go back!"

"Rogue!" Kurt tried to yell over her, "No-one sees you any differently! Ve all love you! Vy else vould we all come down here to bring you home?"

But Rogue wasn't listening. "Yah're just saying that. Ah know what everyone thinks of me! Ah don't wanna be 'the girl who sleeps with the teachers' or 'that girl who wreaked everything at the mansion'!" Rogue kept protesting, trying to push Remy away, but his arms were too powerful for her and wouldn't stop hugging her. The pressure of Remy's hands on her back was bringing on a blinding pain in her left ribs but she tried to ignore it. She wanted her old life back but knew that could never happen. She protested and pushed Remy. Her anxiety over going home and facing her demons was so high, she'd forgotten that she could have made him let go if she activated her absorption powers. "LET ME GO SWAMP RAT!"

Remy ignored her and turned to Kurt. "Port us to the X-jet," Remy instructed. Kurt nodded and did as he was told. When they got there, Kurt ran to the cargo hold and found some tranquillisers.

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"Would you please listen to me!" Xavier yelled at Irene. Damn, that woman was stubborn. She had an idea that Kurt and Remy had ported inside the house, but it was no reason for her wanting to let the others in too.

"No!" Irene yelled back. "You're obviously not taking proper care of her, so why should I let you take her back!"

Xavier was at the end of his tether with this woman. He was about to use his powers to put her to sleep, when Remy was heard over the radio. "Professor, we got Rogue back at the X-jet. Remy had to sedate her, but she's safe."

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Remy looked at his blue furry friend. Finally having Rogue sedated, seemed to be a godsend at the moment. If it was the only way to bring her home, then so be it. Remy was about to buckle her into one of the seats, when he looked at her arm. He hated seeing her like this. She really needed some medical attention, not to mention maybe some psychological help -even though he hated to admit it. After the way Rogue blew up at not wanting the others to see her cuts, Remy took off his trench coat and began to put it on Rogue. He made sure to be careful as he slipped her limp arms into the sleeves because she mentioned she might have some broken ribs. Kurt watched on as Remy was careful and tender in tending to his girlfriend. "Do you need some help?" Kurt offered, but Remy shook his head.

"Remy got it," he replied. "But you can do one favour," Remy added looking at Kurt. "Don't tell anyone about th' cuts on Rogue's arms, okay? She wouldn't want anyone to know," Remy explained, tending to Rogue again. He buckled her in her seat and wiped away some rogue strands of hair out of her face.

Kurt watched on as Remy showed such tenderness that he'd never seen the cocky Cajun use before. He really did love Rogue and now Kurt saw just how deep Remy loved Rogue. He was doing everything he could to bring her home and he also wanted to protect her however he could, which mean covering up her arms form the others. "But vont ze professor and Hank ask about her arms ven Hank takes a loot at her?" Kurt asked.

Remy nodded. "Remy tell Xavier and Hank when we back at the mansion. Not to worry."

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Back at the mansion, Xavier, and Remy stood over Rogue's sedated body in the infirmary. "I'm glad you've brought this to my attention, Remy," Xavier explained.

Remy nodded and looked worriedly at his unconscious girlfriend. "She wouldn't want th' others to know."

Xavier nodded. "I understand. I've asked Hank to stop sedating her. Once the drugs wear off, hopefully because it is night time, she will continue to sleep through a normal sleep cycle and when she wakes in the morning, you and I will see how she is going. I'm going to have to insist on taking Rogue to see a psychologist.

Remy nodded. He knew Rogue needed psychological help if she'd resulted to self-harm, but he was so glad that she was back home, that all he wanted to do was talk to her and make sure she knew how sorry he was for letting everyone know that she and Logan were sleeping together. He looked down at Rogue and held her hand. He rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb.

"Come, Remy," Xavier said, "It's late. Let her sleep."

Remy nodded. It was after midnight and everyone else had gone to bed. Remy leaned down and kissed Rogue on her cheek, trying to avoid the large bruise on it. "Night, Chere."

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'This never would have happened if Logan didn't take you out that night. He's the one that started this whole mess!'

'No! Ah'm tah blame. Ah was lonely and stupid.'

'But he's the reason why you felt so isolated from everyone. You couldn't tell anyone about how you kept fuckin' him behind closed doors. He's the teacher. He should have known better than to fuck you.'

'No. It's all mah fault. If ah didn't drive Remy away, ah never would have done.. that, with Logan. Ah'm so stupid! Ah messed up mah life so much! Ah'm such a failure! And ah know ah can't escape it now. Ah can't go back to normal anymore.'

'But you can go back. You can erase it all. You can erase Logan from your life forever.'

With the sedatives worn off, Rogue woke up to find herself in the infirmary. She remembered Remy and Kurt taking her forcibly from her 'home' and obviously she'd been brought back to the mansion. She may have only just woken up, but she remembered the dream she'd just had. "Ah can erase Logan from mah life forever.."

Rogue threw her legs over the side of the bed. She realised that someone had cleaned her up and she was now wearing only a tank top and shorts. She could see the large graze up the side of her left leg more clearly now and after lifting up the side of her top, she noticed that someone had given her a few stitches too. She walked over towards the large steel door, her bare feet felt the cold of the tiles as she walked over to it. She opened the door and looked out into the dark hallway. Her eyes still hadn't adjusted to the darkness. Streams of moonlight shone in from the windows. Rogue tread quietly down the hallway, hoping that no-one would hear her moving around. Rogue had one thing in mind and one thing only. Erasing Logan from her life.

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Logan lay in his bed, watching the late night news on his television. Ororo came to him earlier in the night to tell him that they found Rogue, but watching the news broadcasts about the 'missing biker' kept making him worry about her. All he'd heard was that she was pretty beaten up from the fall off the bike, but that was it. He was still confined to his room, and with Rogue back, he was sure Xavier would send him away soon. But if he was going to leave, he wanted to see her one more time.

The sound of his bedroom door unlocking from the outside caught Logan's attention. He was going to take this opportunity. He turned off the TV and pretended to be asleep. He wanted to incapacitate whoever entered the room and then go see Rogue. But when the door opened, he didn't expect his nose to pickup Rogue's scent. Logan opened his eyes and looked towards the doorway. "Rogue!" Logan sat up in bed. "You're back! What are you-" Logan had one million questions to ask her, but Rogue cut him off.

Rogue let out a "Shh," and Logan could see her silhouette walk a few steps closer. "Don't move. Ah'll come tah yah," She whispered to him. Logan couldn't help but feel excited. He found it unbelievable that Rogue would approach him, and so privately at an hour when everyone else was still sleeping.

"I'm.. I'm glad you're okay," Logan said nervously as Rogue continued to approach him.

Rogue stopped at the foot of Logan's bed. He was practically wetting himself over the fantasy of Rogue coming to see him in such minimal clothing in the middle of the night. "Ah'll be fine," Rogue whispered. She then crawled onto the bed, over Logan's legs. She tried to hold in the pain in her wrist and knees from the crash as she crawled towards Logan. She didn't want him to know what was coming next, or it would have foiled her plan. Rogue positioned herself so that she was straddling Logan's hips. She pressed her body up against Logan's bare chest and put her hands on his shoulders. "Ah'll be fine real soon.." She whispered cunningly into his ear and then cupped Logan's face.

Just when Logan thought he was going to have one final sexual night with Rogue, he felt his skin pull. Rogue was absorbing him. Logan cried out but it didn't stop Rogue. "Ah'll make it all go away.." Rogue whispered to herself. Logan's scream bellowed throughout the hallways of the mansion.

Scott, Kurt and Remy were the first ones to reach Logan's room. When they three guys ran into the room and switched on the light, they all stood in shock at the sight of Rogue attacking Logan. Her face was emotionless, cold. Logan's hands were wrapped around Rogue's wrists, as if he were trying to rip her hands off him. But with his strength quickly leaving him, all he could do was hold onto her.

Kurt was the first to act and ported himself on the bed, right behind Rogue. He put his hands on her upper arms to pull her off Logan, but when Kurt touched her bare skin, he too started to get absorbed. "Mein Got!" Kurt exclaimed as he pulled his hands away form Rogue's skin. Scott and Remy ran towards the bed to help Kurt. Scott tried to pry Logan's hands off Rogue and could also feel a tiny twinge as if Rogue was absorbing him indirectly through Logan. Kurt wrapped his tail around Rogue's waist and Remy followed, grabbing Rogue around the hips. "Pull!" Remy yelled. With the three boys pulling Rogue and Logan apart, Rogue was forced to release Logan. Kurt, Remy and Rogue were all thrown backwards off the bed and Scott landed backwards on the bed head, catching the now unconscious Logan in his arms.

"No! Ah have tah end it!" Rogue yelled, trying to crawl back up onto the bed. Remy quickly grabbed Rogue around the waist and threw her to the ground. He then tried to pin her down, with Kurt helping. "Get off me!" Rogue cried. "Ah want tah go back tah how it was!" Rogue made her skin absorb Remy and Kurt when they touched her and so the boys were forced to let her go. She quickly got back up and crawled frantically up onto the bed. Scott had one hand on his sunglasses, ready. "Don't, Rogue! I'll shoot!" he warned and Rogue stopped crawling closer to him and Logan.

Remy grabbed Rogue again and pulled her onto the floor with him again. This time, instead of trying to pin her down, Remy held her in her arms in a tight hug. "Shh, Chere," He soothed, but Rogue resisted and tried to pull away again.

"Remy! Please! Ah just want us tah be happy!" Rogue pleaded. Tears ran down her face as she sobbed in Remy's arms. Remy rocked himself and Rogue slowly in a hope that it will calm her. "Ah want us tah be happy together again," Rogue sobbed. "Ah miss yah, Remy," Rogue whispered.

Remy nodded, still running his hand down the back of her head, "Remy loves you, Mon Ami."

Suddenly, Rogue pulled back and grabbed Remy's head and leaned close to his left ear. "Ah wish ah never slept with Logan," she whispered and then let go of Remy's face.

Remy felt tears well up in his eyes. "Ya' know, Chere. That th' first time you say that t' Remy," Remy said. Remy wiped the stray hairs out of Rogue's face and leaned in to kiss her. The only thing was, just as Remy's lips touched Rogue's, Rogue fell backwards and limp. Remy caught her and brought her body back up against his, her head now resting on his shoulder.

In Logan's doorway was Xavier, with half the students and teachers standing behind him. "I'm sorry, Remy. I felt it safer if she were unconscious right now," Xavier explained. Remy nodded and looked down at his unconscious girlfriend. In the whole scuffle, Remy hadn't even noticed that when Rogue absorbed Logan's healing powers, all her wounds had healed themselves. Her face was smooth as porcelain again and Remy couldn't help but kiss her forehead. He ran his hand down her left arm and felt her skin was smooth again. Her self-inflicted cuts were now gone. Remy was somewhat thankful that her cuts were gone. He hated seeing her like that, and that he was in part to blame for her harming herself.

Hank finally arrived with his med-kit and ran to Logan's body. After examining Logan for a minute, Hank announced that Logan was alive –barely.

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-Two Days Later-

Remy sat on the infamous uncomfortable chair at Rogue's bedside. The Professor had insisted on keeping Rogue confined to the infirmary until he could think of a way to resolve the situation. Remy was tired. It was early in the morning and Remy had stayed up all night, watching Rogue. She was sleeping soundly, but Remy felt helpless when she called out in her sleep. She was having nightmares- and constantly. "Remy will look after y' from now on, Chere. Remy never leave you," he whispered. His brain felt like it was shutting itself off, so he leaned his head forward on Rogue's bed and used his arm as a pillow. He was asleep within seconds.

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Logan walked into Xavier's study. His palms were sweating and his heart racing. He was nervous. He was finally allowed out of his room and he had to go see Xavier, with Storm and Beast as a chaperone. This couldn't be good.

Ororo and Hank waited outside Xavier's study. Logan saw Xavier sitting behind his desk, waiting for Logan to be seated. Logan did as expected and sat down in the chair opposite Xavier. "Logan," Xavier began. "I've asked for you to come see me because I believe I've come up with a resolution to the problems that this mansion has been plagued with."

Logan nodded. "You want me to leave.." Logan stated.

Xavier nodded. "I'm sorry, Logan. But as I've stated before, if you continued your relationship with Rogue, I'd be forced to ask you to leave. Now, I know I belayed that request because Rogue ran away, but now that she's back and I've figured out a way to solve the problem.."

"How do you mean 'solved the problem'?" Logan asked. He assumed that maybe Xavier was going to send Rogue to see a psychologist or something, but Charles Xavier had other plans.

Xavier clasped leaned his elbows on the mahogany desk in front of him and clasped his hands together. "I've thought about this for a while, Logan, and I feel that the only way to restore peace here is to erase the memories of everyone here."

Logan's head cocked back in shock. "You're gonna make everyone forget!" Logan exclaimed. "Is that the only way?"

Xavier nodded. "I'm sorry, Logan. It's the only way that I feel can help Rogue recover from her self-mutilation and depression. And it would be preferable if everyone here forgot everything that happened."

Logan took a long breath. "I guess I'll just have to live with that," he explained.

Xavier unclasped his hands and looked apologetically at Logan. "I'm going to alter the memories of everyone here before you leave today. Everyone will remember Remy's sudden departure, and that you took Rogue out for her birthday. However, I am going to alter their memories so that they not remember the illicit relationship you and Rogue had. They'll all think that you two were and still are friends only and that you're stabbing of Remy was just an accident. Rogue will only remember being depressed when Remy first left her and as far as her and Remy are concerned, they got back together and you have had no influence on their relationship," Xavier explained. "Is that understood, Logan?"

Logan nodded. "So you're going to do this now, while I'm in here?"

Xavier nodded. "The reason why I wanted you in here while it happened is because I have to discuss something with you first. You're to leave the mansion today for a period of time that I have not yet determined. However, as your punishment for your actions here, I've decided that I will not erase your memory of the last few months. You and I will be the only people to ever remember what really happened here. I will never speak of it again, and you must live with the consequences of your actions."

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Logan stood at the front door of the mansion, his large knapsack over his shoulder. Across the front garden under the large oak tree, sat Remy and Rogue. Remy sat with his legs outstretched and holding his upper body up with his hands placed on the ground behind him. Rogue lay on her back next to Remy, her head resting in his lap as she read a book. Logan could see that these were the effects of Xavier's mind-wiping. The couple seemed happy again, and Rogue smiled as Remy stole her book from her. Remy was now running around the garden as Rogue followed, trying to get her book back. The two were laughing and so happy that it made Logan wish he had that with Rogue. Unfortunately, no one will ever know how he feels about the southern beauty. Even after her trying to kill him, he still missed what they had. Logan sighed and walked over to the garage unnoticed. As he pushed his motorbike out of the garage and strapped his knapsack on the back, Rogue and Remy spotted him.

"Hey Logan!" Rogue greeted as she ran up to him. Remy, having realised that Rogue had abandoned retrieving her book back off him, followed Rogue.

"Where y'goin, Logan?" Remy asked, noticing the big knapsack.

Logan looked down and saw Rogue and Remy holding hands. Rogue's hand was bare and he had no doubt that Rogue was exhilarated to be able to touch without gloves. Logan didn't really know how to react in front of the two. The last time he saw them was a few days ago when Rogue was trying to kill him. Logan didn't remember much of it, but before passing out, he remembered the boys coming to his rescue. Logan found it hard to believe that they didn't remember what had happened. Things had gotten extremely traumatic for a while there and to be only one to remember that was the hardest thing Logan had ever had to live with. "I've decided to leave here for a while," Logan explained. "I.. I don't know how long I'll be gone," His voice choked up. He wasn't leaving because he wanted to. He was leaving because he was forced to. He already missed his home and the people in it.

Rogue let go of Remy's hand and took a step closer to Logan. "What! Why?" Rogue exclaimed. "Why are ya leavin'?"

Logan took a deep breath. Only a few days ago, Rogue was trying to kill him and only a couple of months ago, she was making love to him. But Logan was somewhat glad she didn't remember any of it. She seemed to have gained back her innocence and thirst for life. And Logan was not prepared to wreck that for her again.

"I just need to go somewhere to.. to find peace," Logan explained.

"And where do y' think you'll go?" Remy asked.

Logan smiled. He finally remembered a place he'd longed to go back to for a long time. "There's a village in Japan that I haven't been to in a long while. It's a simple town but I felt more at peace there than I ever have anywhere else."

Rogue's eyes became teary. "Are yah leaving us for good?" She asked, taking another step closer to Logan.

Logan felt like his heart was going to fail. He was breaking Rogue's heart and he hated seeing her like that. "I'll come back one day, Stripes," Logan assured her. He took Rogue into his embrace.

"So does this mean now Remy can sleep in everyday? No more 6am training sessions?" Remy smirked.

Logan smiled at the joke and offered a hand out to Remy. Remy took it and the two men shook hands for the first time. "You look after her, okay?" Logan instructed. He then let go of Rogue and she walked backwards until she was in Remy's arms again. "Or else I'll have to come back and samurai your ass," Logan joked.

Logan turned and got on his hog. He started it up and put his helmet on. He looked over at Rogue and Remy one more time before driving off and left the mansion.

Remy, holding his girlfriend, hugged her tighter. "Don't worry, mon ami. He'll be back."

Rogue let out a sad smile. "Ah know.."

Remy smiled to himself. "So while he's gone, does that mean there ain't nobody t' save you from Remy's charming demeanour?" Remy asked seductively as he gave Rogue a raspberry on her neck.

Rogue laughed. "You are so dead, swamp rat!" Rogue laughed as she gave Remy a light punch in the arm. She then blew him a kiss and ran off towards the garden they were sitting in only minutes before.

Remy smiled to himself as he saw his laughing girlfriend running away from him. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes screaming out for him to chase after her and follow her in her game of tag. "Remy going to marry that girl someday.." Remy said to himself before chasing after his girlfriend.

THE END!

Author's notes: Well? What did ya's think? I couldn't stop myself from making it a happy ending! I've been debating on whether or not to write a sequel, but them's just roumour-talk for now! Hahah PLEASE PLEASE review! tell me what you liked, tell me what you hated! I wanna hear it all! And Thank-you thank-you so much to everyone who's been following this story and thank you all for your reviews and especially for those reviews telling me to hurry up with the last chapter! (ive been so lazy lately). Okay, well, I wish you all great lives and happy reading!