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AN: Ok so this chapter is going to start without my typical scene time markers because Rogue doesn't know any of that and I don't want you all to know until she finds out. Also alot of you asked about Alison that is me doing research/blending comic stuff with movie. If you want me to explain more after this chapter let me know.

New type of writing italics other voices besides Rogue's internal monologue in her head. Also "italics" in quotes is French that has been translated mostly because I don't have access to the Internet at the moment to check my French. That and it saves all of you who can't read French (such as me) from scrolling down to the bottom to look up what on earth was just said.

Rogue's body is laying in a barren cell. Her body is crumpled against one of the walls. Her eyes flicker open before closing tightly against the bright light that illuminates the cell. She curls up into a small ball blinking allowing her eyes to adjust to the harsh light.

Once her eyes have adjusted she pushes herself up into a sitting position using the wall as support. She leans her back against the wall and holding her knees to her chest. To her left there is a tap for water on the wall with a three inch hole below it. Across from her there is a metal door with a grating near the top far above her height. On the right there is a thin mattress shoved into the corner heavily stained. High above her recessed into the ceiling are multiple lights.

She attempts to rise but quickly intakes a breath as pain shoots through her body. Falling back to the floor she holds herself in a fetal position for a few minutes trying to breathe slowly as the pain dies away. Once it has died to a subtle ache she crawls slowly across the floor to the tap. Turning it on she lets the water run for a moment before lowering her head to drink from the tap. The cold water splashes on the floor between her sips soaking her knees before draining down into the cold stone floor.

After drinking she splashes some water on her face and turns off the faucet. She then crawls over to the mattress as the world goes dark again.

Rogue awakens to the sound of the door slamming shut. Opening her eyes she looks over to the door as she hears the lock slam into place. She calls out "Come back" but her voice is barely above a whisper and no one returns.

Having waited a few minutes to no avail, she looks around the room to see what they had been doing while she had been passed out. Next to her head has appeared a bowl of oatmeal and a hunk of bread. Slowly she rolls over onto her side facing the food pulling her legs to her chest.

Taking the bread she slowly munches on it. In between bites she begins talking to herself. "So let's see. Ah'm trapped in someone personal dungeon. Ah'm incredibly weak so fightenin' ain't an option anytime soon. They seem ta want ta keep meh alive since they are feedin' meh. That's a good thin' over all. Plus that girl was sayin' somethin' 'bout wantin' meh. So at the very least they are gonna beh keepin' meh alive until they get whatever they want. Ah really hope this ain't another psycho like Eric who is gonna try and kill meh and end up another voice in mah quickly filling head."

Having finished her bread she picks up the bowl of oatmeal and begins to drink it slowly. As she is sipping slowly she hears foot steps coming down the hallway accompanied by a loud growling that is vaguely familiar. The footsteps stop and there is the sound of a door nearby slamming open against the wall. Muffled slightly Kitty's voice is heard first screaming and then yelling, "Get the hell away from me." Then after so more growling and scuffling, tears can be heard in her voice as she cries, "Why can't I phase?"

Hearing all this Rogue rushes over to the door and begins banging on it. "Let her go. Ya don' wan' her. Ya just wan' meh. LET HER GO. Please, just let her go." As her body gives out she collapses to the floor sobbing.

The footsteps are heard again approaching her door. One pair hesitates here for a minute and then a voice floats to her through the door. "Do not worry my dear girl. We will be back for you." Rogue sits in shock a sob caught in her throat as her head falls to rest against the closed door.

This can't be happening. I thought they only wanted me. Now they have Kitty and are doing god knows what to her. Who else do they have. There is no way for me to know for sure. I don't even know where or when I am. This is all my fault. They wanted me.

Don't worry darlin' the x-men will be here to save you. Just got to keep your strength up.

I hope so Logan. But what if they can't find us. We could be anywhere. What if we can't use our powers. Cerebro only works when we are using our powers. And Kitty was saying something about not being able to use her powers. I'm sure that wasn't the first time she had tried which means there is something about this place that keeps our powers from working.

It really would be a tragedy if Charles could not come and rescue his defenseless children. Such a waste the training he gives you, he really does not grasp the reality of our situation. Its probably some human trying to find a new way to destroy us. Just think once again you are being given an opportunity to sacrifice yourself. Only this time you wont be benefiting our kind. Pity you did not take me up on my offer the last time.

Shut up Eric. We don't know anything about who has us you can't make assumptions until we know more. And why would those mutants have been working for humans trying to destroy mutants. For all I know its you out there calling the shots.

Hardly likely. Even I have more decency then to treat my prisoners like this.

Barely. But that is really beside the point. I'm pretty sure that was Sabertooth with who ever it was but last time I checked you were still in jail. So I guess he is working freelance. Even hired goons can't be expected to stay with any one job.

Oh shit. I think they are coming back.

Outside her door footsteps can be heard and Rogue pulls away from the door only making it as far as the center of the room before the door is opened. Standing in the doorway is Sabertooth, he sniffs the air before coming in and grabbing hold of her arm. "So, you going to scream like your friend for me?"

She looks up as his claws dig into her arms drawing blood. Showing that her powers have in fact been nullified. As she adjusts to the pain she looks up at him defiantly and spits in his face, half in an attempt to hide her fear that her defenses have been so utterly defeated. This angers Sabertooth who slaps her across the face with his free hand knocking her out.

Rogue reawakens to cold metal restraints around her wrists and ankles. She is strapped to a hard metal table with a slight indentation and padding for her head. Someone has changed her from her tattered clothes into a set of short sleeved hospital scrubs. She squints her eyes against the light that is focuses on her eyes, from what she can tell it is the same design as a dentists.

"Ah Ms. Rogue, how kind of you to join us. You will have to excuse Victor he can be a bit overzealous at times." States a disembodied voice that Rogue places as the man from the hallway. Almost instinctively she begins to fight the restraints only to feel them cut into the sensitive skin at her wrists. The man makes a tutting noise "Now, now my dear. Please stay calm. You are only going to hurt yourself. The restraints are simply a precaution. When you are ready I have a few questions. Today will be rather light seeing as I will need a bit of time to establish base readings for you."

Physically Rogue calms herself taking a deep breath, while emotionally she prepares to detach herself. "That's better now if you will just give me a yes or no answer please. I'll tell you when I am ready for more information."

"Ya wont get anythi' out of meh ya Bastard just let us all go already," screams Rogue giving one last fight against the restraints.

"Are you done?" asks the man. Rogue answers with silence closing her eyes and centering herself.

"Ok then. If you will simply answer the questions honestly. First, do you know where you are."

Rogue rolls her eyes and stays silent. However within seconds she feels a small electric shock course through her body. The man's voice returns with a hint of venom in it, "You will answer my dear or you will experience new level of pain for each time I have to ask. Now once again, do you know where you are."

Rogue continues to stare up at the ceiling in silence. As the minutes pass the electric shocks grow in strength until she is clenching her jaw to fight back screams. Finally she breaks screaming out "Yes, Ah know where Ah am. Ah'm in hell."

Suddenly the shocks stop, and the man speaks to her again. "Now was answering the question really so hard that you needed to go through that much pain? You have used up all of your chances to hesitate at this point, so I expect that you will answer a little more quickly next time. Now, do you know who I am."

Rogue attempts to hold back from answering again but the pain is too much and she is forced to answer. "No."

The man speaks again a bit of surprise evident in his voice, "Interesting, I had expected you to have absorbed at least of the people I sent to collect you. You really do have a remarkable tolerance for pain. I look forward to finding out how you developed such a useful resistance. But that will have to wait until another time. Let us continue, do you know how long you have been here."

Rogue's face contorts in pain until she is forced once again to give in and answers the question, "No." Unbidden tears begin to slide down her cheeks. A hand comes out to wipe them away as the man speaks to her, "Don't cry that wont help at all if you wet the sensors we will have to start over. You don't want that now do you. We are almost done for today anyways, just one more question. Why do you think I have brought you here."

Rogue is shocked at this questions and her face goes slack in disbelief at this question. "How the hell should Ah know whay ya want meh. All Ah know is ya do and ya are hurtin' mah friends 'cause of it."

Frighteningly enough the man starts to laugh at this, "I will enjoy working with you. I was quite correct that you are incredibly interesting. Now there is nothing to fear we will be returning you to your cell but first I am going to give you a sedative. We can't have you trying to escape now can we?"

As he speaks the light shuts off and Rogue's eyes attempt to adjust to the dimmer room as she feels a needle puncture her arm. She feels the liquid being injected as her eye lids become heavier. Right before they fall shut she is able to focus on the man's face. He is smiling at her in a horrible way that is utterly unnatural. His pointed teeth adding to the horrifying nature of it. His skin has a blue tinge to it causing his red lips to stand out further then normal. The last thing she notices as her eyes close is a bright red diamond between his eyes.

Rogue groans as she reawakens in her cell. Her entire body aches even more then it did before and she can't bring herself to even open her eyes. She simply lays where she was placed trying to calm her aching body.

Gathering her strength she opens her eyes. The room is much darker but it appears to be the same one that she was in earlier. Realizing that she is once again on the floor she attempts to crawl slowly to the mattress hoping the softer material will ease some of the pain.

Before she has gotten very far she hears the door opening and she lets her body collapse back to the floor assuming it is Sabertooth back for more. However when she doesn't here any movement she looks up to see a man holding a tray. His face is hidden in the darkness of the room but he seems to be looking at her.

He sighs slightly and leans down placing the tray on the floor. In a few steps he has crossed the room and is kneeling over her body. As he leans close he speaks to her gently, "Let's get yo' ta da bed, oui? Ain' doin' yo' no good ta be liein' here on da col' floor."

He reaches out to lift her but she shifts away retracting into a ball. "Don' ya be touchin' meh. Ya work for dat bastard probably just gonna try and have ya way with meh. So just get the hell out a' here."

The man sighs but stays kneeling by her, tutting softly as he reaches over to brush her hair out of her face. He continues softly even as she trembles in fear, slowly she begins to adjust to him and the trembling subsides slightly. Once this has happened he begins to speak to her again "See cher, Gambit not goin' ta hurt yo'. Just let him help ya ta bed. He already got yo' ami ta her bed dough she was in a lot better shape den ya."

Rogue feels a wave of concern and calm flow over her. The fear she had been feeling leaves her, in a way that is vaguely familiar but she can't place. Trusting in her new sound sense of calm she nods slightly and lets the stranger lift her. He does so easily, giving almost no indication that she is in fact heavier then the tray he was holding earlier. He carries her over to the mattress and just as gently places her down on the minimal cushioning. Once he has settled her he goes back to get the tray that he had left on the floor.

Bringing the tray over to her he sets it down next to her head. Then goes to sit by her and looks over her body. "Cher yo' goin' da let Gambit bandage ya up? He got some medicine too dat should help wid da pain."

He takes her lack of response as her having passed out from the pain and starts cleaning and bandaging her wounds speaking softly to himself in french. "Why does Gambit even bother. Sinister just gonna hurt her again. Can't seem to save anyone no matter how hard he try. Gambit wish he has never gotten involved with this whole thing. But maybe this time be different he did go through a lot of work to get a hold of this group."

She makes a small noise and he turns his attention back to her. "Did yo' say somedin' cher?" He asks turning his face back to her away while his hands continue clean the claw marks Sabertooth has left earlier.

She nods and attempts to ask her question again. When he still can't make out what she has said he leans in close putting his ear near her mouth and softly asks, "can yo' repeat dat cher?"

After taking in the sweet spicy scent he gives off, she repeats her question in a slightly louder whisper asking, "Who is Sinister?" He gives a sad look and leans back before answering. "Ah Cher, he be da person responsible for ya bein' here. Da one who was asking all da questions earlier. Gambit take it yo' speak French since yo' understood, vrai?"

She gives a weak smile before answering "Oui, learne' it back home in another lifetime. Can ya tell meh how long Ah've been here."

"Gambit can tell yo' but only if yo' let him take a look at dat cut on yo' tete." She nods quickly and allows him to push back her hair exposing the large bruise and scab as he begins speaking again, "Yo' been here 'bout deux days. Gambit been bringing yo' food dough yo' weren't awake most a de time. Yo' ami 'cross da hall been awake a bit more den yo'. Got taken for questions yesterday and today. Dough she gives in much quicker den yo', answers his questions right off da bat."

"So Kitty is ok? They haven't hurt her ta much? Who else is here? Where are weh? Why does heh wan' meh so much den other people?" Rogue tries to sit up in her anticipation as adrenalin begins to course through her body. However, Gambit places a hand against her shoulder easing her back to the mattress.

"Yo' got ta relax cher. Yo've been drough a lot. Gambit tell you what he can and then yo' gots ta rest. He ain't gonna stop just cause yo' been runnin' yo'self ragged."

Once she stops fighting him he takes a small bowl of soup and holds it to her lips. She takes small sips of the warm liquid letting it slowly drain down her throat. Gambit smiles approvingly at this and continues to hold the bowl for her. Having emptied half of the contents he starts speaking again. "As fo' yo' questions, Oui, da chat as yo' call her be ok. Fatigued but nothin' a bon nuit won' fix. Sabertooth left a few marks but nothin' worse den what yo' got. Like Gambit said she was much faste' answe' da question so she beh comme-ci comme-ca." He stops for a moment seeing that she has finished her soup.

He places the bowl back down on the tray. He then picks up three small pills and a glass of water. He places the pills in her hand "Dey be pain killers and a sedative help yo' sleep. Give yo' body a chance ta heal befo' Sinister starts his real experiments." Once she has swallowed the pills and sipped the water he had placed to her lips she tries to give him a grateful look. He sets the glass back down on the tray and hands her half a biscuit.

She slowly munches on this while he speaks again, "As fo' de others dat yo' came in wid. Dere was de chat, a femme wid dark skin and blanc cheveure." Rogue whispers half to herself "Storm," before Gambit continues "and, a boy no' older den yo' wid light brown hair." "Bobby."

Gambit shrugs before continuing, "As to where we are and why yo' are so important, Gambit can't say. Monsieur Sinister don' seem ta dink dat he need ta know."

Putting the last bit of biscuit in her mouth Rogue gives off a little "Oh." This sends a small shower of crumbs down over her shirt which causes Gambit to smile at her before brushing them off. "Yo' getting' sleepy get cher? Dat medicine shoul' be kickin' in soon."

She nods her head feeling her eyelids getting heavier. "Yeah, Ah'm pretty tired." Her body gives a small involuntary shiver. With a worried look Gambit strips off his trench coat and lays it over her. "Yo' keep dat for Gambit tonight. Seems like yo' need it more den him."

He then lifts the tray and heads to the door. As he is about to step through the door he lets the forced calm he has been holding over her fall, looking back one last time his sunglasses slip down his face revealing his glowing red eyes. Then he is gone and Rogue is left alone in the dark snuggled under his coat.

As she is falling asleep she whispers "don' leave meh Remy. Ah need ya." Letting a few tears escape as the sedative takes effect.

Translations:

ami - friend

Vrai - true

Oui - Yes

Tete - head

chat - cat

bon nuit - good night

comme-ci comme-ca - ok

femme - woman

blanc - white

cheveure - hair

AN: Update yes. Review responces will be up later. Thank you SOOOO much to X who found the story I was looking for. I'll try to put up responces tonight. But things are sort of crazy so we will see. If I don't get them up extra long ones next chapter.